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Chapter 566 We demon cultivators are ruthless and emotionless

Jiang Ding flew into the sky and continued to fly towards the location of the Sutra Pavilion.

It's a sword, it's a sword.

At this time, except for the clues of magic, there was nothing that could distract him and waste even a quarter of an hour.

At this time, the sword intent more than two thousand kilometers away disappeared.

"Oh haha."

"Dead? Or managed to escape?"

Jiang Ding said to himself.

"The name Bloody Hand Demon is not good. It is a scourge. If he is not dead, wait until he is free and Xueliuyun has completed his historical mission of being the forerunner of the king and shaking the rule of the Beiyuan family before beating him to death."

Forget about human demons.

When opponents fight, any method is reasonable, whether it's the ghost way or the blood way.

But at this time, it’s hard to say.

"Ok?"

If you like me well, if you dare to be hostile, you will be beaten to death.

"Sword Intent, appears again?"

Because of the turbulent time and the ruthless years, the familiar people around him died one by one, until he looked down at the world and could no longer find anyone he knew, and no one could enter the heart of a high-level monk.

Although he had great limitations and caused great damage, he did loosen the decadent rule of the Beiyuan family that had lasted for tens of thousands of years, attracted the attention of some Beiyuan families, and allowed more Jindan with other surnames to be born and grow. .

But it is often implicated in the slaughter of hundreds of thousands and millions of mortals. It is better to die early and be reborn early in this kind of disaster.

but,

"If Bloody Cloud blocks him, he will be beaten to death."

Although the general is always gentle and does not show anger.

Molten Soldier Mountain.

It is not easy for a mustard slave to get to where he is today, even though he has great luck.

Master Baimei and other golden elixir monks stood with their hands tied, as silent as a cicada, not daring to say a word, let alone say words of comfort.

In the history books, there are many heroes and heroines, and even the most powerful men who suppressed an era, but there are many whose temperament changed drastically in their later years.

All the emotional anchors in the world have disappeared.

To be honest, he still has a good impression of Xue Liuyun.

He turned around and looked at a location two thousand kilometers away, showing hesitation.

"How can this guy survive so well? He's as tough as a cockroach."

Everyone knows that this bloody-handed human demon came together with the general when he was a slave of Man. It can be said that they are not brothers, but better than brothers, they are relatives who have been together for hundreds of years.

……

Jiang Ding paused.

At this time, there was nothing to worry about in the world for him.

In this case, there is nothing that cannot be changed or changed.

"Second brother."

Xue Liuyun stared blankly at the minced flesh and blood in his hand, saying nothing and looking in a daze.

Vaguely, I remembered many things.

In Yin's mortal tribe, his father died in battle, his mother was kidnapped, and he and his second brother became horse slaves. They wore less and ate less every day. They brushed horses, picked up cow dung, and cut grass. There was always something they couldn't do. Finished job.

The fat pig-headed man named Yin Hei took possession of my grandma, killed his dad, and whipped himself every day.

Later, after my mother died, I and my second brother fled, picked up the remains of a Qi practitioner, practiced hard for several years, went back and killed Yin Hei's family, and were hunted down by Yin's monks...

For hundreds of years, it has gone through ups and downs like this.

Today, the second brother disappeared like this.

"Second brother!"

Xue Liuyun's expression completely calmed down, and he seemed to have made up his mind at this moment.

"Back then, I was hiding something from you."

"When we were in the ruins of Blood River Gate, we got two blood lotus seeds. At that time, we agreed to get one for each of us. After a hundred years of sacrifice, the two brothers will have a trump card."

"I thought at that time that if you were so weak, you might have to die early, leaving me alone in this world. That would be really meaningless."

"So, I took away a bit of your essence, blood and soul, blended it into it, and it has been three hundred and seventy-four years since the sacrifice." He touched his palm, and another red lotus seed appeared.

"General!"

Master Baimei's body trembled, and he looked at the blood lotus seed in disbelief.

At this moment, he finally understood why so many people followed him to the death without any regrets despite being a cultivator.

The trump card of resurrection!

Why do immortal cultivators practice so hard for so many years?

Not even immortality!

Such a key trump card to save life, spent hundreds of years of hard work and sacrifice, is a brother with a different surname.

This completely goes against common sense!

However, no matter what kind of resurrection trump card, generally speaking, I am afraid that it cannot be used twice in a row...

Master Baimei thought of some classics that his ancestor Qiyu had obtained by chance, opened his mouth, and then closed his mouth, not daring to interrupt the obviously crazy blood flow.

Some people are not afraid or taboo.

"General! No!"

A majestic man with beards took a step forward, with a bloody gun behind him that was threatening. He said in a deep voice: "This ray of soul of the second brother is extremely weak and has no power to recover. There is no resurrection after death. Please give me your help." Your own body is the most important thing.”

"It should be noted that you are not just one person, but also the wealth and lives of the brothers."

The fourth general of Xueyun, General Blood Spear!

Baimei Zhenren's eyes moved slightly.

This person is also a well-known figure in Beiyuan. His name is Hei Loushan. He comes from a side line of the Hei family. He is extremely talented and is especially good at controlling cavalry formations. Although he is a latecomer, he joined the Eighteen Blood Cloud Cavalry less than a hundred years ago, but he has come from behind. Ranked fourth.

At this time, his words were rude and vaguely rebuked.

"I'm so sad that your brother is dead."

Heiloushan said solemnly: "However, among us brothers, under the pursuit of the Beiyuan family, countless parents, brothers, sisters, wives, children, died, and we also cried bitterly countless times."

"Are we going to give up for this?"

His words were very direct and not brotherly.

Everyone goes through life and death with their heads up, just to have a chance at Yuanying. There are feelings, but it is also a combination of interests.

"give up?"

"What give up?"

The surrounding Jindan monks were shocked and didn't know why.

How can I just say give up, why is that?

The expressions of others changed drastically, and they suddenly looked at the bloody cloud, staring at him with a little bit of anger emerging.

Even after the wisps of hope were shattered, an undetectable murderous intention appeared, raging in his heart.

"Fourth brother, I'm serious."

Xue Liuyun also sensed the violent emotional changes of the subordinates around him, and said calmly: "Resurrection will only cost me two hundred years of life. Taking into account the life-extending pills, I still have seventy-seven years of life left, which is enough." Pursue the Nascent Soul Avenue.”

"Are you going to stop me?"

"stop?"

Heiloushan's disappointment was evident on his face, he cupped his hands and took a step back.

I have seventy-seven years left to live,

Put lightly!

So much longevity has passed in a very short period of time, which must have a huge impact on Yuanying.

Originally, there might have been a 40% to 50% hope, but now, 10% to 20% is just a matter of luck.

All around, the Blood Cloud Riders were silent.

This person is indeed very emotional.

However, it is not the appearance of a hero.

They abandoned their family and children, allowing their families to be slaughtered by the Beiyuan family. They experienced countless life and death, and have been pursuing the Nascent Soul Path for hundreds of years.

It can be said that the bloody Nascent Soul is no longer just his Nascent Soul, but the hope of countless people!

And now, just because of a dying person, most of these hopes have been trampled without mercy, and most of their life's hopes and efforts have been trampled.

So, do we still need to praise him for his affection?

When their children, wives, parents died, didn’t they feel any grief or emotion?

Hey, you're the only one who values ​​feelings.

Only you have it. We are all ruthless demon cultivators. How could there be such a thing?

As for blocking?

How can you stop someone who is not afraid of death? !

(End of this chapter)