War God Asura

But before they could finish their words, with the two muffled noises, their heads had turned into two blood mists and floated in the air. After that, their bodies were completely turned into blood mists. Dissolved in the air.

"General Xing Jue, this matter has nothing to do with us, but that Xiangjue insisted on doing it his own way. I advised him not to do this before, but he didn't listen to me at all."

Seeing that the middle-ranking martial god who was one level higher than Xing Jue's strength, he turned into a blood mist while Xing Jue's thoughts turned. That prince Li Ming had already thoroughly understood Xing Jue's fear. He put down his arrogant posture and began to beg Xing Jue for mercy.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff"

But before his words were finished, another dull sound came from the Five Paths. The prince of the Fengli Dynasty, the three guards, and the two men in black from the Wuxiang Dynasty turned into patches of blood, completely Lost its vitality.

"Woo~~~~~~~"

"Don't be afraid, brother will never let you feel wronged!"

When everyone was killed by Xingjue, the space began to become extremely quiet. Only the cries of Princess Xinxin and Xingjue's soothing sound of Princess Xinxin could be heard quietly.

However, although Xing Jue's voice was extremely soft, his face was terrifying. His horror did not mean that his face was hideous, on the contrary, there was no change in the slightest.

If the only change is the face that used to be full of sunny smiles, it is now cold and frosty, there is not even a trace of blood, the only thing that can be felt is murderous intent, anger, endless murderous intent and anger, it is just a glance , It is more fearful than seeing a monster with a hideous face and a disgusting face.

"Om~"

After killing everyone for a while, the dark black gas covering the sky actually began to dissipate, and the invisible aura that enveloped this space also disappeared. I can feel nothing, but I can smell a thorn in the air. The bloody smell of the nose,

"Wow"

But when all the breath dissipated and everything returned to normal, Xing Jue suddenly sprayed a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, and then collapsed weakly to the ground, unexpectedly fainted.

"Brother Xing Jue, Brother Xing Jue, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Looking at the pale, slumped Xing Jue, and the black blood pouring on the ground, even at the corner of Xing Jue's mouth, Princess Xin Xin's face changed drastically. Although she did not see everything before, she could do it. Knowing that Xingjue should have carried out a massacre.

But what she was most worried about at the moment was why Xing Jue suddenly became like this. Whether it was the black blood on the ground or his pale face at this moment, she told Princess Xin Xin that Xing Jue's situation seemed not to be optimistic.

"Huh"

But at this moment, suddenly a figure floated above the open space in a misty posture, and when Princess Xinxin saw this, a look of horror appeared on the pale little face, because this was exactly Wu Fu Yao of the dynasty.