You will always be a dog, and in the next life, you will still be a dog, an obedient and biting dog. "
"Seeking death!" King Fudo stood up from the stool with both eyes, stretched out his palm and slapped Peng Junyue hard in the direction where he fell.
In an instant, there was a loud noise like a mountain exploding. Peng Junyue's body exploded, his whole body turned into a blood mist, and no bones remained!
"Fat man!"
Zheng Shiyi weakly supported the ground with his hands, but his eyes became wet unconsciously. Looking at the Fudo King standing proudly, murderous intent surged crazily in his body, and terrifying violence continued to pour out of his body, stirring. The air around him became turbulent.
All around, the expressions of the people standing next to him changed drastically, and they all retreated back as if they had seen the god of death from hell.
"It's my turn."
As soon as the sound came, Huanshi whispered and walked towards the altar. It was his turn to get on the ring.
"No, senior brother, don't go!" Zheng Shiyi suddenly raised his head and looked at senior brother Huanshi with red eyes.
"I know that junior brother is doing it for my own good, but I will not give up!" Huanshi gave Zheng Shiyi a smile that seemed to be a farewell, straightened up, and walked resolutely towards the mist above the altar.
"No, senior brother, don't!" Zheng Shiyi shouted at the top of his lungs, wanting to get his senior brother back. He knew his senior brother's strength, but the strength of the Fudo King was even more terrifying. Although the senior brother was strong, he was far from the opponent of the Fudo King. .
Huanshi followed the people who were in his group and walked into the mist. In just one breath, he appeared in the experience world.
At the entrance to the training world, King Fudo seemed to know where the fantasy world would appear from. He was already waiting here with a sword. When he saw the fantasy world appearing, a strange smile appeared on his lips: "I didn't expect that you would have the guts to come. Come here. To express my appreciation for your courage, I will use my sword to send you to accompany your two brothers who died."
"King Fudo, you are the one who wants to go down and repent, not me." Huanshi's eyes were fixed on the direction of King Fudo, and the shadow of huge eyes behind him appeared, just like his eyes, they were also staring closely. He could not move in the direction of the king.
The Fudo King had no intention of avoiding Huan Shi's gaze. He faced Huan Shi's eyes and looked straight at Huan Shi.
Huanshi stood there without moving, but his whole body was completely tense. It seemed that he was exerting himself very hard and all his strength was used up.
Suddenly, the huge shadow of the eyes behind him suddenly shook, as if it had been stimulated by something, and disappeared immediately, and he covered his chest and fell to the ground, with red blood flowing out of his eyes. , a face suddenly turned pale, with no trace of blood visible.
"It's so funny that you actually tried to cast an illusion on me." King Fudo sneered, and as he spoke, he walked towards Huan Shi who fell on the ground with a look of disdain: "If it were the inner demon, I would be a little more jealous. But you, a small Hou Jing, still try to influence me with illusions
Although my cultivation level has fallen to the Hou realm, I was once a semi-saint being. Do you think your illusions can be useful to me? "
As he spoke, King Fudo had already walked to Huan Shi's side and at the same time drew out his sword with a clang.
"No." Zheng Shiyi looked at King Fudo's movements, opened his mouth, and shouted almost with all his strength: "King Fudo, I am the one who has a grudge against you. Senior brother and the others have no grudge against you. You do it to me!"
"You? You're next." King Fudo smiled ferociously and waved his sword in his hand, swiping it across Huan Shi's face.
The sharp sword slashed across, piercing Huanshi's eyes. Severe pain was felt, and Huanshi couldn't bear it and let out a howl of pain.
"King Fudo, stop it!" Zheng Shiyi's liver and gallbladder exploded, his black hair exploded completely, his eyes flashed with a terrifying gaze that seemed to swallow people alive, and he stared at the people in the training world fiercely. The Immovable King.
The Fudo King seemed to know Zheng Shiyi's expression at this time, and the smile on his face became more and more proud. The sharp sword in his hand once again scratched Huanshi's body. This time, it completely cut off Huanshi's hands and wrists.
"Boy, how about it? How does it feel to watch your friend die in front of your eyes? This is the result of opposing my Jasper Cult. I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it and fought against me again and again. Jasper teaches opposition.”
As he spoke, King Fudo lowered his head and looked at Huan Shi below him: "Boy, I can only blame you for making the wrong friend. If it weren't for Zheng Shiyi, even if you were a member of the Demon Cult, I would not bother to treat a junior like you. Take action.”
"Being friends with Shiyi is the happiest thing in my life." Huanshi suddenly smiled, as if his eyes were pierced. The person whose wrists were cut off was not him. He seemed to be smiling very happily. While laughing, he shouted loudly: "Shiyi, listen carefully, senior brother, I am going to die soon.
In this way, it can be regarded as fulfilling the silent wish. But Mo Xing's other wish has not yet been fulfilled, which is to become the leader of the Demon Cult.
And senior brother Mo Xing and I have the same wish, we also want to become the leader of the Demon Cult, but now I am afraid that this wish cannot be fulfilled. Senior Brother Shiyi has to fulfill this wish of yours.
You must live on, help your senior brother and Mo Xing become the leaders of the Demon Cult, and help your master carry forward the magic of the heart.
Remember, don’t come in and don’t attend the Shenhou Conference again. Senior brother and Mo Xing's wishes are still waiting for you to fulfill, and Fatty's family is still waiting for you to take care of them.
Stay alive. "
As Huan Shi spoke, a flush suddenly appeared on his face. He opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of bright red blood. His head tilted and his breath was cut off.
Commit suicide!
He didn't want to be insulted by King Fudo anymore, so he chose to commit suicide!
"Brother!"
Zheng Shiyi looked at the fantasy world that committed suicide under his nose, endless anger and hostility spreading crazily, like this, and like this again.
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the Small Thousand World, watching the arrival of King Fudo. His relatives, the people he cared about, and everyone in the Xuanming Sect fell one by one under the hands of King Fudo, but he was powerless.
Now, it was King Fudo and the person closest to him. Mo Xing, Peng Junyue and Brother Huanshi were once again killed one by one by King Fudo in front of him, but he himself was powerless.
When they were dying, they even thought about protecting themselves.
Tolerate
How can I bear it
I have been powerless once, watching the people close to me fall, and watching the woman I love most lose her memory in order to protect herself.
I have been unable to do it once. This time, no matter what, I can't do that again!
King Fudo, he must die!
Die, die, die!
The killing madness surged out of Zheng Shiyi's body, as if it was boundless, and the rage soared to the sky, seeming to completely tear this space apart.
The whole person seemed to be completely crazy. Under the agitation of murderous aura and hostility, all the clothes on his body exploded, his beard and hair were all spread out, his eyes and pupils seemed to have no emotions, and the Shura Death God only knew how to kill. His whole person exuded an intoxicating energy. Horrible smell.
kill!
There was only one thought in his mind, kill, kill King Fudo, and avenge the deaths of Mo Xing, Peng Junyue, and Brother Huanshi!
Use the blood of Fudo King to honor your brother!
I can't use the blood of the king to wash away my previous shame!
die!
In Zheng Shiyi's body, endless murderous aura surged like a tsunami, constantly impacting within the body. The strong murderous aura seemed to break through every vein in the body, completely exploding his own body, and surged wildly from his body. out.
Boundless murderous aura enveloped this world, lingering around his body like a substance.
The third level of the killing battlefield, the real third level of the killing battlefield!
Zheng Shiyi suddenly opened his eyes. In front of him, he was still standing in the courtyard of the Demon Sect.
It was pitch black all around, and seemingly endless murderous aura was constantly pouring out of his body. All the flowers, plants, trees, stone benches, stone tables, and everything around his body were crushed into pieces under the agitation of murderous aura. The powder was spinning in mid-air under this murderous aura.
Murderous aura shrouded the sky, and the world was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night!
The entire manor seemed to be trapped in a world of murderous intent. In this world, there was only murderous intent and nothing else.
The third level of the killing battle realm, this is the real third level of the killing battle realm.
Zheng Shiyi suddenly laughed. It turned out that everything was fake. He thought that he had understood the third level of the killing battle realm, and thought that the old man's big heart magic had been lifted.
In fact, I am still in the inner demon world.
It was only now that he truly understood the third level of the Killing War Realm, and the Big Heart Magic was truly lifted.
Zheng Shiyi opened the door and stepped out.
In the courtyard, the Confucian Demon and the Heart Demon were sitting at a stone table playing chess. The Confucian Demon and the Love Demon were each standing behind them to watch the battle. Suddenly they felt the astonishing murderous aura coming from the room, and several people turned their heads towards the door. Looking in the direction.
Not long after, a creaking sound was heard, the door was gently pushed open, and Zheng Shiyi, exuding a terrifying murderous aura, walked out of the door.
"Unexpectedly, in just seven days, you have understood the third level of the killing battlefield and walked out of the inner demon." The old man with the inner demon looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was like a murderous god, with a rare expression of appreciation on his face. He had only shown this look when he was looking at the fantasy world.
"It is indeed rare to understand the third level of the Killing War Realm in seven days." The Confucian Demon also sighed and nodded.
"I would also like to thank several seniors for their cultivation." Zheng Shiyi thanked several people heavily. Seven days, and maintaining such an illusion of inner demons, I am afraid that even the old man with inner demons will consume a lot.
Just as Zheng Shiyi finished speaking, a voice full of surprise came from the side.
"Old Shiyi has been out for seven days, which is pretty fast. There are still two days before the Godly Lords Conference. If Old Shiyi hasn't woken up by then, wouldn't he miss the Godly Lords Conference?"
(End of chapter)