: Killing to become the emperor

When he saw Wu Jing's blood for the first time, Chu Xingyun felt this cold evil aura, condensed like a vast sea, endless, which made him shudder.

At that time, Chu Xingyun didn't think much about it, thinking that Wu Jing's bloody battle on the battlefield naturally accumulated such evil spirits.

Until just now, when the two forces of heaven and earth collided, Chu Xingyun keenly realized that there was a martial spirit in Wu Jing's blood body, which was completely suppressed and almost dissipated.

This martial spirit is the natal martial spirit of Wu Jingxue.

You should know that the evil dragon martial spirit in front of you is ranked at the seventh level, with evil spirits soaring into the sky, ferocious and domineering. Once grafted into the body, it will constantly suppress its natal martial spirit and thus occupy a dominant position.

After all, there can only be one martial spirit in a person's body. This is the truth that has never changed throughout the ages. Even such a grafting method is no exception.

Chu Xingyun noticed the faint Wu Ling, stared at the evil spirit that seemed to be solid, and immediately thought of the grafting method that had been lost in his heart. At the same time, he also knew why Wu Jing's blood's strength became so powerful.

It’s ridiculous as Wu Jing’s blood, he is so shameless. He always says that he inherited the throne of the king to benefit the people. In fact, his inner selfishness is fundamentally regarded as a mustard of human life!

After listening to Chu Xingyun's words, the faces of the lords of the forces gradually became solemn and stiff.

It is not unusual for kings to change and the country to change its rulers.

No matter who the king's throne falls into, their family forces will not perish, and will still exist in the imperial city, with incense passed on and developing continuously.

But Wu Jing’s blood is different!

He inherited the position of king to provoke bloody wars and make his strength stronger. By that time, the Liuyun Dynasty would inevitably fall into endless wars, everyone would be soldiers and lie on the battlefield at night.

Regardless of the size of the family's power, even the five major martial arts palaces may be destroyed!

Panicked.

The lords of the forces were all panicked, staring at Wu Jing's blood with some trembling eyes.

Slap sex!

Just then, a crisp applause rang out.

Wu Jing laughed softly and said, "I have heard that the Lord of Yunteng Chamber of Commerce has a brilliant idea and knows all the secrets and strange things in the world. When I saw it today, I am indeed well-known. Even the long-lost grafting method is so clear."

This voice seemed very casual, but it was like a bolt from the blue when it fell into the ears of the lords of power, and all the thoughts in their hearts were completely destroyed.

Wu Jingxue really knows the method of grafting!

In this way, Chu Xingyun's words just now were true. Wu Jingxue inherited the position of monarch, just to make himself stronger!

In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire void changed.

Everyone felt a faint cold air lingering in their hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Wu Jingxue ignored the change of everyone's expression and said loudly: "Twenty years ago, I led my army to the south and accidentally entered a secret realm. The master of this secret realm has reached the ninth kalpa of Nirvana. He is only one step away from being able to enter the realm of Wuhuang. He is full of unwillingness to be obsessed with it, so he used the method of grafting to preserve the martial spirit, hoping that future generations can help him fulfill this long-cherished wish."

"It's a pity that after his death, the entire secret realm was sealed. It was not until tens of thousands of years before I opened it. His lifelong inheritance and even the preserved Wu Ling have become my Wujing blood object."

"The method of grafting can indeed make you stronger, but this martial spirit does not belong to you after all. You must suppress it with evil spirit day and night. In the end, you will even lose your mind because of this evil spirit and become an unconscious killing tool. At that time, it was because of this that you were despised by the people of the world." Chu Xingyun mocked her face, with a hint of disdain.

Such an evil way is a wrong path, and even if you can gain powerful power, you cannot last forever.

“So what?”

Wu Jing laughed out loud, with a hint of madness and said, "This extremely evil dragon martial spirit is ranked at the seventh level, and my natal martial spirit is only a mere fourth level. Compared with the two, it is like cloud mud. If I graft it into my body, I will definitely become a supreme powerhouse and step into the realm of the Martial Emperor."

"I don't take such a success to kill merely, not to mention that the way of the strong is full of killing and fighting. I am the right way to become the emperor by killing!

As he said that, the extremely evil dragon martial spirit made a roar, and his eyes were filled with ferocious and bloody, as if he wanted to slaughter the world and destroy everything.

Chu Xingyun looked at the scene coldly and shook his head and said, "Wu Jing Blood, you have been affected by the killing and you are completely crazy."

"You are just a young man with shallow knowledge, and I, Wu Jingxue, will definitely become the emperor in the future. What qualifications do you have to point fingers at me?" A powerful evil aura suddenly surged out of Wu Jingxue's body, and his halberd body trembled wildly, and he immediately rushed towards Chu Xingyun.

boom!

The void in front of me was pierced by the tip of the halberd.

A purple-black light bloomed and imprinted into Chu Xingyun's pupils, as if thousands of troops were galloping in front of him, murderous intent and evil spirits, the two merged with each other, shocking everyone's minds.

"Xuan Lei flash!"

At this moment, an old voice rolled in.

In Wu Jing's bloody vision, a thunder light suddenly appeared, blocking Chu Xingyun's body. At the same time, there seemed to be endless thunder light in the world, pouring down, covering his body.

"There is still a move!" Wu Jing's blood was in a state of concentration, and his fighting spirit became stronger. He held the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and stepped out. The halberd wind tumbling wildly, and he was not afraid of the lightning and continued to kill forward.

The rumbling sound kept coming, and the halberd wind was violent. Every time it collided with lightning, it would bring up a striking wind. Every step, one halberd, one halberd, and one halberd, and the entire ground was blown away. The heaven and earth were wailing, and it seemed that it would collapse anytime and anywhere.

"Go to die!"

The evil aura on Wu Jing's blood condensed to the extreme, and his eyes turned into purple-black color. The evil dragon martial spirit was incorporated into Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the body of the halberd was like a dragon, pointing directly to the center of the thunder.

Click!

The light of thunder in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace. At the point of the sharp halberd, a hunchbacked old man with silver hair stood, with lightning light on his body, which blocked the domineering attack.

"You just wanted me to die?"

The old man slowly raised his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, causing Wu Jingxue's body to take a few steps back. At the same time, the lightning light in the sky appeared again, sweeping onto the dark night sky, condensed into a shocking shadow.

This shadow is a bird and beast, with a length of a hundred meters, with a wings covering the sky. Each feather is like thunder condensed. The light of light shook, full of a majestic aura of arrogance, and the vast power swept across all directions.
Chapter completed!