Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 4 The Rise of the Divine Source Chapter 799 Bloody Name

boom!

In an area filled with extremely strong wind blades in the sea of ​​wind, as a body was torn apart, many fragments flew out from the corpse. In mid-air, these fragments quickly condensed together and turned into Su Ming. figure.

Su Ming staggered a few steps and looked back at the broken body behind him with a pale face.

"You are the seventh Realm Lord I have killed since I left the Red Star." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the power of the realm in his body was flourishing. These powers continued to spread in his body. Originally, he could not let him down with his cultivation. If these realm powers exist, they will dissipate on their own.

However, the art of Devouring Space Shadow taught by Marquis Chihuo is extremely powerful. It is actually trapped in the body, locking all the power of the swallowed realm within the body, making them unable to dissipate and can only accumulate more and more.

"When practicing the Space Devouring Shadow Technique, there will be nine saturations. Each saturation means that you will face a calamity. If you survive this calamity, you will be able to break through.

I see that the power of the realm in your body, you need to swallow ten more realm masters, should be able to reach the first saturation level. By that time, your physical body will reach the critical point of heaven cultivation and touch the heaven realm wall. barrier.

If you can break through, your physical body will enter the realm from now on. "The voice of the Red Fire Lord echoed in Su Ming's mind. Su Ming swayed and disappeared into the sea of ​​wind, speeding towards the next target.

"Where are you, where are you!!!"

"Come out, you who are hiding in the sea of ​​wind and only know how to make sneak attacks, don't you dare to come out and fight!"

"Come out!!" A low roar echoed in the wind sea. After nearly a hundred people died, many of the monks who chased into the wind sea were shaken and wanted to leave.

But almost everyone who wants to leave will inevitably die.

It was as if the wanted person was like a cruel poisonous snake in this windy sea, staring at everyone. As long as there was a slight slack, he would kill immediately.

The screams came out one after another, filling the hearts of most of the monks here with panic. There had been... too many deaths, even a Realm Lord had died. This made the monks in Fenghai waver in their thoughts of chasing Su Ming one by one.

"It's been almost two hours, and I haven't met him once. Not only does he have the magic weapon of teleportation, but he also has the means to detect where others are." Inside Feng Hai, there was an old man in purple clothes. He walked forward with a frown on his face. Each step he took was nearly a hundred feet long. At this speed, there was no way he would not be able to trace Su Ming's figure within two hours.

The only explanation. That is, the other party can know where he is in advance.

"Interesting, I want to see how long you can hide." This old man is exactly what Marquis Chihuo reminded Su Ming. He is the only mid-level monk among the pursuers.

His strength. Some traces can be seen from Jing Nanzi's performance back then. After all, Jing Nanzi was a mid-level monk.

As Su Ming continued to kill, more than a hundred of the hundreds of people who rushed into the wind sea two hours ago died. The moment the rest of the people had the idea of ​​​​escape, suddenly there was a roar in the sky.

As the roar appeared, another long rainbow appeared in the sky, roaring towards the sea of ​​wind. This was the second wave of pursuit of Su Ming in the Western Ring Star Territory, with nearly more than 500 long rainbows. In the early stage of the realm, there were more than forty people.

The sound of breaking through the sky spread throughout Tianbao Star, and the arrival of more than five hundred people caused the earth, wind and sea to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Haha, I finally came in time. The wanted man has not been killed yet. This reward is mine!"

"To be able to persist until now, this person is definitely not an earth cultivator. However, there is no chance of his survival this time. It depends on... whose hands he will die in!" More than five hundred rainbows roared in the roar. He rushed directly into the sea of ​​wind.

boom!

The violent sound shook all directions, making the earth and sea wind. They paused for a moment, obviously barely able to bear the pressure of more than 500 people.

In the sea of ​​wind, those people who had been killed by Su Ming before and were frightened now no longer ran away. Instead, their eyes flickered, they changed directions, and rejoined the ranks of the pursuers.

"There is still an hour left for the Marquis of Red Fire's consciousness to be covered. Since another batch has arrived, then... let me kill them." Su Ming's eyes glowed red, and his body disappeared again in the wind sea.

A moment later, screams reverberated in the sea of ​​wind again. The screams came and went. Anyone encountered by Su Ming would die. Su Ming simply ignored those Realm Masters. Most of his targets were Put it on those Tianxiu.

One hundred and thirteen, one hundred and fourteen, one hundred and fifteen!

Boom boom boom.

The wind and sea rolled around, and some areas showed signs of collapse. Su Ming fell back, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and three people were chasing after him not far away.

The aura of the realm exploded, and these three people were all realm masters.

But just as the three of them approached with their magical powers and blocked the surrounding area to attack Su Ming, Su Ming sneered as ripples spread outside his body and disappeared in an instant.

The expressions of the three World Masters were gloomy. Without saying a word, the three of them quickly dispersed and searched again.

About a thousand feet away from here, Su Ming's body flashed out, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he galloped in another direction.

One hundred and fifty-two, one hundred fifty-seven, one hundred sixty-three! Heads were flying, and all the people killed by Su Ming, regardless of gender, had the same two characteristics.

One, the scream before death was extremely sad.

Second, even if the bodies are torn apart, the heads are still there, scattered in many locations in the wind sea. The wind sea can roll up their bodies, but it cannot roll up their heads.

Because inside their heads, there is the power of cultivation left by Su Ming to guard them.

Su Ming's eyes were red from killing, his killing sword was buzzing, his spear was bleeding with other people's blood, and his clothes were completely red.

"In this battle, I will let you know the price of chasing Su!"

"I will win this battle!"

Su Ming looked up to the sky and roared. His voice spread throughout the wind and sea, and at the same time, it also conveyed his intention to challenge all the monks here.

This roar was heard by all the six to seven hundred monks in the Fenghai. They also felt the fighting spirit coming from Su Ming's roar. This fighting spirit was so earth-shattering that the roar of the Fenghai seemed to follow it. Roaring together.

The sky was dark, but in this darkness, with Su Ming's roar, the heads of each of the one hundred and sixty-three people he had killed soared straight into the sky from the sea of ​​wind at this moment.

Heads one by one, with different faces, each one was full of horrified expressions, and a strong aura of death erupted strongly from these 160 heads.

Those heads were flying in the air. Under the control of Su Ming's cultivation power inside the heads, these heads were suddenly rolled together in the wind and sea, forming a hurricane of heads.

This hurricane roared and rotated, without earth-shattering momentum or majesty that changed the color of the sky. However, the hurricane composed of one hundred and sixty-three heads that were constantly rotating had an energy that made everyone who saw it feel excited. Everyone was shocked, and their breaths were stunned by the bloody shock! !

This was a shock, a shock from the nakedness, a psychological impact that Su Ming had on these pursuers.

He was telling everyone that he, Su Ming, had killed one hundred and sixty-three people in this sea of ​​wind, and these people were just the beginning and would continue, as long as... they continued.

"This...this...nearly two hundred heads, he actually killed so many people!"

"That's Lord Chen Fu, he is a Realm Master, but he was not killed!!"

"One hundred and sixty-three heads, including three realm masters. What kind of cultivation level does this person have?"

Waves of uproar erupted from the sea of ​​wind. Each of the six or seven hundred people looked at the hurricane of human heads in the sky. They were horrified and at the same time felt a sense of awe for Su Ming who had done all this.

"The murderer, Mo Su!" A low roar echoed around the world. It was Su Ming's voice. His voice spread in all directions and merged with the roar of the hurricane. When it spread, it gave people a sticky feeling. The illusion of blood covering the whole body.

"Mo Su, his name is Mo Su."

"This person who is wanted by the Four Realms is named Mo Su!"

"This person must be the World Master, otherwise it would never be possible to do this. World Master Mosu, if he escapes from this battle, his reputation will spread throughout the Western Ring Star Territory." Hundreds of people buzzed here. The wind and sea echoed.

In a corner, there was an old man wearing a purple robe, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the realm. He looked up at the hurricane of human heads in the sky, and for the first time his expression showed solemnity. He was just angry before, but now he is shocked. .

In the sea of ​​wind, those Jie Zun who had entered the realm of cultivation had gloomy expressions. They didn't care how many cultivators died, but after seeing with their own eyes the heads of the three Jie Zun in the hurricane of human heads, they all fell silent.

They had to accept the fact that the man wanted by the Four Realms was very, very strong!

"Even if he is very strong, so what, he is still a person after all!"

"That's right, the battle has reached this point. There is no possibility of retreating. The four major real world difficulties have issued bounties. If you miss this time, it will take tens of thousands of years for it to appear again."

"Although he killed many people, Jie Zun only killed three people. This shows that even if he wants to kill, it will not be that easy."

"Find him, kill him, and get the reward!"

"kill!"

Most of the nearly seventy Realm Masters scattered in this sea of ​​wind chose to continue. They started running at full speed and headed straight towards the direction where Su Ming's voice came from.

However, those Tianxiu were shaken by Su Ming's crazy killing, especially when the hurricane of human heads in the sky shocked them, and the more than a hundred bloody heads made them all choose to retreat.

This is not a battle they can participate in, and Mosu is not a blessing they can obtain.

Before coming, they were pleasantly surprised but not aware of it. Now, they were frightened and frightened. The price in between was so heavy that they could remember it for a lifetime and also remember a bloody name.

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