Luo Xingchen and his friends are still casting nets everywhere in the human emperor realm. It is really prosperous here, and there is a kind of auspicious air everywhere.
The people live and work in peace and contentment, with few struggles.
It is impossible to completely erase the desires of people. There will always be some pugnacious people who have bad intentions and become squire bullies.
There are also murderers and wicked people.
However, their weak strength can only affect the people at the bottom, and they can't cause much harm. Therefore, they are left unchecked.
He covered tens of thousands of miles with divine thoughts, his eyes were cold, and he began to calculate: "Thirty miles to the southeast, there are evil races, and 580 miles to the northwest, there are evil races gathering, and the west goes straight for 1,800 miles. There are evil races. The soul lingers, one hundred thousand li in the north, where the evil races gather..."
"Shoo..." When he broke the secret, the people beside him volunteered one by one, like a violent wind swept away, like a shadow.
Eliminate evil, do everything!
"3.8 million li in the south, the evil soul of the domain master!"
After Luo Xingchen finished speaking in a cold voice, he also walked wildly on the wind, holding the blood abyss, leading the annihilation particles with him, rushing into the cloud, and killing millions of miles away.
In the empty valley, people come and go, and the bones on the ground are full of wild animals.
"A fierce spirit? Oh, my evil race is actually down to this point.
It almost hurts their vitality and makes the Tiandaoyuan depressed. "
All the evil spirits gathered together, they all had the appearance of human beings, their heads downcast, and they lamented one after another.
"Don't worry, the evil race has been dormant for so many years and has never given up. Let them be happy for a while, and we will directly launch the fourth corpse! We will not lose much, and they will die step by step."
At this moment, they looked up and saw a figure flying from the sky, single-handedly attacking evil.
The sparse sword light, rotating back and forth in intricate directions, saw annihilation in their eyes!
"laugh!"
The first body was cut open, and the evil soul split into four or five ways. Each one wanted to reshape it, but it was too late, so he screamed, the soul was sly and disappeared.
His body fell from the sky to the ground, looking at this group of evil races who are good at hiding.
"Don't panic! There is only one person! The evil spirits gather!"
All the evil races joined their bodies one after another, turning into a huge evil race giant.
A hundred feet high, one foot can crush a mountain and stir a big river.
Above the head of the evil clan giant is a purple cloud rising, attracting blood rain, squally wind, and thunder flickering.
"You're courageous, how did you find us?"
When one person speaks, it seems that hundreds of people speak at the same time, confused and harsh, and frowning involuntarily.
The eyes and pupils of this evil clan giant are milky white, extremely ugly with violent teeth, with a face like dry bones, with only a layer of skin, like a dry corpse.
"The evil race's plan is to destroy the ten thousand races and dominate the world, but it's too late. You, etc., should all be dead."
It was Luo Xingchen who came here, with his arms stretched out straight, pointed by the sword's edge, the eyes of evil men.
His steps are suspended, just at the same height as the evil giants.
"Hahaha! Tone! I smell it, how do you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick! There is only one dead word against the evil race!"
The evil giant's palm was pushed out, pressed into a handprint, and the handprint turned into a killing character.
One-word scripture, wipe the sky, and save the gods!
Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains have been cracked, showing a vision of extinction, even if the domain master stands in front of this character, only one corpse can be left.
Luo Xingchen, on the other hand, is Yudong Haochen Pagoda, condensing the heart curse, chanting the scriptures of shaking the Evil God monument, one by one huge golden characters, and finally turned into a town character, which is opposite to the killing character of the evil giant.
The two words collided with each other, and the hurricane screamed so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.
In the end, the blood-red kill was torn apart, and the town turned into a bright universe, crushing the body of the evil clan giant and smashing it down.
"Do not-"
This evil clan giant began to struggle, hundreds of millions of evil souls rushed, but couldn't escape the world, was locked tightly and couldn't get out.
Luo Xingchen dashed the bloody abyss, braved the wind and waves, and moved forward bravely. His body was always protected by the Haochen Tower Shadow. He possessed an immortal golden body. A sword penetrated the evil clan giant’s forehead. He immediately shook his whole body, completely frozen, only A trace of soul disappeared with the wind.
The whole process, but dozens of breaths, the battle is over.
The evil clan died, and Luo Xingchen remained unscathed.
He stood in the cold wind without changing his face.
I once swore an oath to kill the evil race to the sky and no way into the earth.
Luoshen Mansion, died because of the evil clan, killed the door in a tragedy, and sought justice.
Everything should come to an end.
At this time, the blood abyss in his hand had broken two seals, which was comparable to a holy artifact.
The hilt of the bloody abyss is inlaid with a gem, red, like blood, hence the name.
This sword, and the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, had such a connection. He held the blood deep, the 20 layers of the Great Zhou Heaven Divine Body, instantly detonated, and the blood boiled.
Forty-eight divine bones, embedded in his body, already occupy a quarter of his more than 200 bones.
The golden body, the golden pupil, the silver pupil that covered the extreme cold law, at this moment, he is not the ice emperor, he is the killer!
Moving clouds and flowing water, drawing sword clouds to return, he returned to that street and continued to walk. There was still a distance from Jiuhuangfeng. The Jiuhuangfeng was outside, but it was inside.
Luo Xingchen saw that the jade talisman hanging on Qihan's neck flashed several times, beside Qihan, his best friend Su Ming, the jade talisman in his hand also flashed several times.
The inexhaustible evil is hidden in this prosperous road.
"It should be him!"
Su Ming stretched out his finger and shook the fan in front of him. The handsome scholar, with a three-pointed smile on his lips, fascinated thousands of young girls.
Many women couldn't help but look more, turning their heads from time to time, feeling intoxicated.
"Just try my endless sword light!"
Su Ming held his war knife and wanted to take a step forward.
Qi Han stretched out his hand and stopped him.
"You stay, don't hurt yourself, I have to worry about you."
Qi Han said this overbearing remark and walked over.
Su Ming looked at him with some complicated expressions and some sadness in his eyes.
"This son, you can stop."
The fluttering words are loud and loud.
The bookish young man looked back and said indifferently: "What is your matter?"
"You are an evil race, you say, what's the matter with me?"
Qi Han is this cold expression, never changing.
"What evil demon clan? I'm just a scholar! Did you make a mistake?"
He did not rush, and answered swiftly.
Qi Han stopped talking, and in an instant, he painted the ground as a prison and condensed into an ice wall.
With the biting cold air, the pedestrians turned pale in amazement, curled up one after another, scurrying with their heads in their arms.
A fallen leaf, in mid-air, became heavy and fell to the ground, cutting the ground.
The ice wall slowly surrounds the scholar in it.
"Extremely cold profound meaning, yes, hahaha..."
The scholar looked up to the sky and laughed, and a gloomy black fire formed his protective cover, melting the ice and turning it into a body armor.
Qi Han looked astonished. The evil race in front of him was not afraid of fire, and could control it.
The streets have long become empty and the crowds are hidden.
Luo Xingchen was still watching from a distance, not in a hurry.
Qi Han waved his flimsy knife, turning the handle of the knife every step he took, and the lotus blossomed everywhere, and the cold air was like fog and electricity.
"Boom!"
The ice wall burst, the scholar with a hideous face, rushed forward, headed straight up with his palms, stepped into the sky, and threw beans into soldiers, dozens of seals, turned into hundreds of thousands of artistic conceptions, and the speed is like a gallop, storms, and rains. From all directions, he slapped Qi Han with his palms, every palm, perhaps the first calamity, may not be able to stop him.
However, they froze at the same time, only because of the cold fog, they were frozen into ice sculptures.
After that, the ice sculpture shattered, and black palm prints suddenly hit.
This palm was only three inches away from Qihan's forehead. He stayed on the spot, raised a round of bright mirrors, and the light shot straight into the sky, stabbing the scholar, wailing, unable to open his eyes, and rolling all over the floor.
"Ahem... Impossible! What kind of power is this that makes me powerless!"
With sharp eyes, Qi Han cut open the scholar and split him in half from the middle, his mouth and eyes could not be closed.
Luo Xingchen shook his head and murmured: "It's too fast to start."
He walked quickly, and rushed to a limping beggar, holding his rice bowl, and begging along the street.
"Snapped!"
With a slap, he slapped the beggar down and flew three to five feet away, rolling all over the floor likewise.
Occasionally someone on the side of the road poked their heads out of the shop and closed the door with a "bang", not daring to show up again.
"Could you tell me, the evil race, clearly defeated, why are they so confident that they still stay on the street with various gestures?"
Luo Xingchen squatted, holding the beggar's head, his eyes flashing like electricity.
"Ahem... Evil race? I don't understand, I only know that I can absorb their evil spirit and turn it into my own strength! I will get stronger and stronger! You guys, why see through us, I didn't do anything bad !"
The beggar plausibly stared at Luo Xingchen, still arguing.
Qi Han and Su Ming stopped by the side of the road, observing carefully, keeping quiet.
"Are you sure? But I saw that what you sucked away was not only their evil thoughts, but also their lives!"
Luo Xingchen pointed to the whole street, and in some places, there were screams in succession, and then there was no sound, only a muffled sound, it seems that those people fell to the ground and died.
"I am not an evil race! I am not an evil race—hahahaha! I am an evil god! I am the king of all living beings!"
"Boom—"
This beggar suddenly hugged Luo Xingchen and exploded in a strange hole, a cold fire, trying to swallow Luo Xingchen, the flames soared to the sky, and the floor was cracked. Luo Xingchen's body was also shrouded in the sea of fire and disappeared.
After that, as the smoke dissipated, Qi Han Su Ming heard a sound of footsteps from the smoke.
Luo Xingchen walked out with a gray head and face, but he was calm and relaxed. The Haochen Tower appeared on his body. The light and shadow intertwined, swirling hundreds of times, and his clothes were intact.
Qi Han smiled: "Hehe, you are amazing! You forced the evil race to commit suicide! The first time I saw you, you are better than the evil race!"
Luo Xingchen sighed: "You are wrong, he is indeed not an evil clan. He is a monk halfway through, influenced by the evil clan's will, and walked on a crooked road. He was originally very inferior and blamed the heavens and others.
He gains power, becomes greedy, and the will of the evil race can affect people's hearts!
They swallow evil spirits and melt vitality. In fact, it is an upgraded version of the Yinguizu.
Back then, in the ancient ruins on the Blue Wind Continent, I have learned that a fruit can make a lot of blood.
Whoever owns that fruit will continuously improve their strength.
He pretends to be a beggar and has both form and spirit, which shows that the evil race has clearly seen the ugliness of human beings.
He chooses to pretend to be himself and see all the states of life.
The scholar you killed just now is the real evil race.
He only knows how to absorb, but doesn't know how to use, the desire is endless. "
"Damn!" Yu Wentao rushed forward, slammed the brakes, and was amazed when he heard Luo Xingchen's words: "So, if the evil race absorbs evil spirits, they can evolve. If people have evil thoughts, they will be firmly controlled? Will they expand the ethnic group in this way?"
The people present were dizzy, and once again felt the taste of panic. If this continues, the evil race will not only be unable to kill, but will also eat away all the races step by step and merge them together.
At that time, perhaps the whole world will be in the hands of the evil race.
Luo Xingchen strode the meteor and continued to search, and his words resounded through the sky: "Don't talk nonsense, there is only one way now, clean evil!"