"Ao!"

I don’t know which demon corpse roared like a beast.

The next moment, all the demon corpses started roaring wildly!

Their voices were deafening and heart-wrenching, as if they were about to overturn the whole world;

Their eyes were the kind of eyes that were full of death at the last moment of their lives, the eyes from the Nine Netherworld Prison!

All kinds of negative emotions that can make people fall into collapse and the unrestrained surging spirit.

This space seems like a country of death!

Shen Lang's eyes were extremely blood-red. He took out the Tianshui Blade, which had been damaged by the use of the Water Demon Sword, and slashed it one by one.

However, after the demon corpses were cut into two pieces, their bodies were covered in blood, but half of their bodies were still crawling towards Shen Lang!

"The artistic conception of death is unavailable, but I didn't expect someone to come to my door!"

Shen Lang was ecstatic!

"The power of the death mentality that I had just comprehended not long ago is very limited. The silver eye of the Destruction can instantly penetrate its flaws. However, it is a bit unpaid if you miss this great opportunity so easily..."

"When the death of Zhanyu Culture was in the past, my mind was almost controlled by the murderous intent. At this moment, I just used this death mood to drive out all the murderous intents in my body!"

"Take this opportunity to thrive in the war to the extreme, and force yourself into a dead end, and perhaps you can understand the artistic conception of war!"

"When the Water Demon Sword was used, the sword intent was scattered. Although most of it was absorbed by shark kisses and random things, there were still many of them in my body. So kill them! Use killing to stimulate these sword intents and let the sword intent be completely integrated with me!"

"No, I'm too awake now, I have no urgency in my heart, and no fear... Star Moon Bodhi Rosary, guard!"

Shen Lang thought with a thought, controlling the Star Moon Bodhi Rose, guarding his mind, leaving a divine thought on the rosary.

Then, his eyes suddenly became blood red, as if they were completely stimulated by the overwhelming smell of blood, and they were about to go completely crazy!

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Shen Langzhen’s Prison’s sword skill was almost unreserved, and the sword energy was soaring that the sun and the moon were gone, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked!

Under the escort of several powerful men, the people in Tianfeng City were not damaged by his attack.

But looking at all this, everyone's eyes widened, and the sound of gasping became heavier and heavier!

"Oh my God, Shen Lang is so powerful that he is so powerful. Is this the strength that the warriors of the second level of the Lingwu Realm can exert?"

"It's so powerful. I originally thought that he killed Yu Wenji because he used some kind of magic weapon against the sky, but now it seems..."

"The sword skill is so powerful, and I have already comprehended the sword intent. This guy... is so terrible! When I was fighting with me before, if he had taken this sword to attack, how many moves could I stop?" Zui Qiangu was beaten by Shen Lang and sweated heavily.

"The injuries of our Ling Chen and others are definitely worth it... No wonder Hongchen swears to the sky and asks the sect to send people! He knew Shen Lang is powerful early in the morning! Those old guys fought for a long time before sending us out. It was just that we were lucky..."

The people who helped Ling Chen intercept Yu Wenji were all grateful.

People have been speculating on Shen Lang's cultivation from the very beginning, and they all want to know how powerful Shen Lang is.

Many people watched him hit Zui Qiangu with his fists, and then he had a click to kill Xu Daolin, who was protecting his body with a mysterious weapon.

Finally, it was even more obvious that he used some unique skill to split Yu Wen and into nothingness with one sword.

But how strong Shen Lang is, except for a few strong people, ordinary people can't tell.

And now, Shen Lang is letting go of all the shackles and is completely trapped in the artistic conception of death.

In order to survive and to fight for a way out from thousands of skeletons and demon corpses, the Prison-Suppressing Sword Technique has reached its peak and has no reservations!

All this he showed completely shocked the people of Tianfeng City.

In the incredible eyes of people, Shen Lang's violent sword force sprang to the sky with a overwhelming force, rising into the sky!

The sword wind is heavy, domineering and fierce.

Straightforward, invincible!

Each sword was swung, the strong wind roared, and the thunder sounded, and there was a faint feeling of blood!

Within a few feet, the storm was raging, sand and stones were flying everywhere, and smoke and dust were everywhere!

If it weren't for the protection of several powerful people, most of the people present would have the first thought that they would turn their heads and leave when they saw such violent sword skills!

Although Xue Jingyuan, who controlled the artistic conception of death, was shocked in her eyes, she was more and more happy.

"Hahaha, very good, very good!" Xue Jingyuan laughed wildly: "He has completely fallen into the artistic conception of death and can't extricate himself! Little bastard, dare to offend me. It's hard for you to die!"

The people around were shocked and immediately turned their eyes to Sha Kiss, Nangong Yan, and Shangguan Feiye.

However, although the three of them looked solemn, they didn't say a word. They just looked at Shen Lang who was constantly waving his sword, and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Master, Brother Lang is getting more and more crazy..." Xue Dingdang's chest was undulating sharply, and he looked at Master Kong Jing with help.

Master Kong Jing smiled with a bitter face and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Look at every attack, his strength is controlled very accurately, his spiritual power is not wasted, his pace is steady, and his light and casual... Such a scene is not related to madness."

"This..." Xue Dingdang immediately observed after hearing Kong Jing's words.

Sure enough, an abnormality was discovered immediately.

Although Shen Lang's attack was fierce, his eyes were blood red, and he even kept screaming and roaring, his moves were organized, with random advances and retreats, and stable attacks and defenses, which was very different from the situation when ordinary people lost their minds and entered a crazy state!

Master Kong Jing said again: "If I expected it is not bad, this little friend is extremely talented and amazing. I am afraid he is practicing using the artistic conception of death."

"What!"

People were shocked.

Even if most people in Tianfeng City don’t know the power of this death mood, it can be seen how powerful it is from Nangong Yan bringing Nalan Ziyan’s family of three out at that time!

This is the ancestor of a sect, the legendary powerful man in the imperial martial arts realm!

Even she was so afraid that it showed the horror of the artistic conception of death!

Master Kongjing actually said that Shen Lang was practicing with the artistic conception of death?

Xue Jingyuan, who was laughing proudly, also heard Master Kong Jing's words, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he also focused his mind and began to observe Shen Lang's actions.

Xue Jingyuan, who has emerged in a big family that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, has absolutely excellent talent.

Otherwise, you would not have realized the artistic conception of death.

He put away his pride and looked at Shen Lang's every move without blinking...

Shen Lang suddenly slashed out from the air with a knife, and the spiritual power, knife intent, and thunder immediately tore the air and spread out.

A simple knife, the mind and intention, the mind and qi, and the energy of the knife transforms into an extremely sharp and destructive force, dragging a terrifying knife mark about three feet long on the hard rocky ground.

Then, his left hand slashed his palm like a knife, his fist like a hammer, his elbow like a gun, and his legs like a whip. Every movement was extremely sharp, but it was as smooth as flowing water!

Every part of his body is a weapon, and every attack is a strong wind blowing his face, domineering and fierce.

After attacking, Shen Lang staggered back like a drunk person, looking embarrassed, but he was erratic and erratic, moving forward and back freely!

"How is he... This monster is really practicing using the artistic conception of death! His crazy posture is completely pretending!" Xue Jingyuan shouted in anger.

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Even the eight powerful Wang Wujing on the dragon changed their faces and lost their calmness.

"The fighting of artistic conception is mysterious and mysterious. If a person who has not understood the artistic conception is shrouded in this artistic conception of death, victory or defeat is almost a foregone conclusion. Unexpectedly, someone will practice in the artistic conception displayed by the enemy!"

"In the artistic conception of death, you may see a sea of ​​blood everywhere, which can make people's spirits collapse at any time; you may find endless ghosts, who have to eat their flesh and swallow their bones; once you fall into a fight, you will never be able to get rid of it. In the end, even if you still retain your mind, you will not be able to distinguish between the illusion and the reality. This young man is so brave..."

"Even if you can distinguish between illusion and reality, and wait until your power is exhausted and your spirit is depressed, how can you get out of the artistic conception of death? This young man is really hard to see through!"

"He dares to do this, so he is certainly sure. Could it be that he has some research on the artistic conception of death? But how is this possible? I just can't understand it. At a young age, I have already realized the intention of swords, but I still understand the artistic conception of death. I don't seem to take the artistic conception of death seriously, and I also practice with the artistic conception of death. Such people are not common even among the families that have been passed down from ancient times!"

"It's not just rare, it's unheard of!"

The eight powerful Wang Wujing men above the dragon used their divine thoughts to communicate continuously, and each one was extremely shocked.

There was a quiet sound in the jade chariot, and it seemed that the adult inside was also attracted by this scene.

And just under everyone's eyes, Shen Lang was completely in a state of madness. The sword was aimed at, the thunder and thunder were thunder, the sword energy was vast, and the sword was unparalleled!

It seems that Shen Lang is just attacking with a knife like crazy in the open space.

But everything Shen Lang saw was completely different.

The corpses in front of him were filled with blood, and endless demon corpses and skeletons were surging like tides of water.

The bloody smell is suffocating;

The negative emotions such as tyranny and despair that filled this space can instantly defeat a firm-minded warrior!

It was in this environment that Shen Lang became more and more courageous as he fought.

He used the sword skill to the extreme, and his strange body movements were activated, killing in and out of the countless demon corpses and skeletons!

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Lang is getting more and more crazy and is already on the verge of madness.

But Shen Lang's mood was more peaceful than ever!

What he showed was not madness.

But the fighting spirit!

Move forward and the invincible fighting spirit that is aimed at among thousands of troops!

He inherited and integrated the will of the Emperor of War, and naturally absorbed and integrated the will of the Emperor of War.

But this fighting spirit has never had a chance to be so completely aroused!

When he fought with Yu Wenhe, Nalan Ziyan's death caused him to fall into a semi-crazy state. In that case, all he had was murderous intent, and Shen Lang had the idea of ​​"killing Yu Wenhe" in his mind.

But now it is different. Faced with the erosion and stimulation of the blood sea, as well as the endless skeletons and demon corpses, Shen Lang suppressed the murderous intent in his body and only retained the fighting spirit!
Chapter completed!