Yan Zizai is very confident.
Now, "Qi Ying" below is obviously using the power of Tao to block the penetration of killing power downwards.
However, it can only be said that it has blocked some, but cannot completely block it.
There are already some killing forces that have begun to have an impact on some people in Qijiapu. When these impacts are large enough, fratricide will break out starting from the lowest level of mortals.
Once the killing starts, it's out of control!
In the end, the only one who could survive this fratricide was "Qi Ying".
How could Yan Zizai be afraid
Today's Yan Zizai's strength is also different from what it used to be.
after all.
The entire land of Ten Thousand Islands in the East China Sea has become a sacrifice to his strength!
All the sects and civilizations accumulated over thousands of years were completely destroyed in just two months.
Everything is only because of Yan Zizai, and the power transformed by the death of those creatures has all become part of Yan Zizai's power!
The current state is only Yan Zizai's most basic state, the blood demon form.
As long as he is willing, he can transform into another form at any time - the form of the God of Death. Yan Zizai's combat power in the form of the God of Death will be several times more powerful than in his current state.
This state was created by Yan Zizai specifically to deal with Qiufei.
Yan Zizai believes that as long as he obtains some more power generated by the death of the Holy Lord, and his strength breaks through the current bottleneck, he will completely surpass Qiufei.
By then.
Qiufeng, who almost killed him twice, will become his last and most powerful sacrifice.
"Qijiapu is my stepping stone!"
Yan Zizi raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold and ferocious smile.
Suddenly.
Yan Zizi's smile solidified and even disappeared.
An incredible color appeared in his eyes - he had seen the most incredible thing.
The cloud of killing actually started to burn.
Large balls of red-gold flames were burning the cloud of killing, and after being burned by the flames, the size of the cloud of killing was rapidly decreasing at a speed clearly visible to the naked eye.
Fire clouds!
"How can it be?"
Yan Zizai was a little stunned, but he soon found the key to the problem.
It was "Qi Ying" who was wearing a red robe and red hair, bathed in firelight!
The reason why the killing cloud is burning is because he is constantly releasing the power of burning fire.
It's just that Yan Zizai never expected that this power of fire that burns matter can even burn the cloud of killing that has no real entity!
"Hmph, I can take your lives without using the killing cloud!"
Yan Zizi snorted coldly. The killing cloud was just a means he used casually. If he really wanted to fight, he would not be afraid of anyone in Qijiapu. He just didn't want to waste energy and time.
Now.
Yan Zizai is about to get serious.
Ignoring the burning clouds of killing, Yan Zizai rushed out of the dark clouds, with the blood-red sword appearing in his hand, and stabbed Qi Lie directly.
"The first one to die is you!"
Others can't have any impact on Yan Zizi.
So when Yan Zizai actually took action, he only had to kill one person himself. After that person died, Qijiabao would never be able to escape the fate of being massacred by him.
"die!"
The red sword in Yan Zizai's hand drew a bright red arc.
Buzz!
The sword trembled and stabbed Qi Lie.
Facing the attack of the long sword, Qi Lie immediately did not choose to escape.
Because Qi Lie knew that most of his current power was shared to burn the weird dark clouds. If he took it back now, the dark clouds would sweep in again, causing serious damage to Qijiapu. The loss will be immeasurable.
You can only resist forcefully.
Tsk!
The red sword penetrated "Qi Ying's" chest and came out.
Yan Zizai's face showed a hint of surprise again: "What's going on?"
This sword clearly hit him, or stabbed him to the core, but the feeling it brought to him was that it was completely hollow.
Look back.
The scene made Yan Zizi even more stunned.
I saw "Qi Ying" who had just been pierced through the chest, standing there intact as if he had not been attacked. Even on his clothes, there was no trace of being attacked.
Yan Zizai began to wonder if he was hallucinating.
"Definitely not."
Yan Zizai said to himself.
He struck out with his sword again, this time with a sword energy. He watched as the sword energy completely struck "Qi Ying", and then cut "Qi Ying's" body in half.
However.
Wow!
The red fire suddenly rose.
It was at this moment that "Qi Ying"'s body completely recovered.
Yan Zizai's eyes turned red with jealousy - in order to cultivate his own immortal body that was strong enough to deal with the defeat, he paid an extremely painful price and lived in the torture of body training for a long time.
However.
The opponent's body refining is even better!
And like a true immortal body, it is born in an instant.
"Then I'll try you again!" Yan Zizai smiled again, "But this time, I really want to take it seriously!"
Wow!
The red cloak behind him was rolled up around Yan Zizai.
When he lifted up his cloak, Yan Zizai's face was revealed again, but it was completely different from before.
Now Yan Zizai is no longer dressed in black and has a pale face. Instead, his whole person is "white". From his hair to his skin to his outer clothes, he is completely white. He only has one pair of eyes. It was an even weirder gray, as if there was too much dirt mixed into the white.
White Death Form!
Yan Zizai in the form of a blood demon is the state in which Yan Zizai appears after cultivating the power of the blood path.
The form of the white god of death will only be activated when Yan Zizai wants to fight with all his strength. It condenses the power of Yan Zizai's death path and the power of the killing path, providing Yan Zizai with the most reliable combat power.
Click, click, click!
Yan Zizai, who transformed into the God of Death, had a layer of bone-like white armor growing around his body.
It looked even more sinister.
The long red sword in his hand also turned into a pure white scythe at this time. The blade of this scythe was gray like Yan Zizai's eyes, but with an extra layer of sharp silver. Light.
"Jiejie, today is the day you die!"
Yan Zizai's voice also became very hoarse, as if he was really the god of death crawling out of hell. He wanted to take away the lives of all living things he saw. He waved the big white scythe in the air, and there were countless scythes. The light from the blade was all directed towards Qi Lie's position, slashing away.