Demon Lord: Actually, I don’t know martial arts

The breeze blew gently, and a strong smell of blood pervaded the entire plain. Countless cow demon corpses, some intact and some broken, were lying there like a hodgepodge. The blood channel with a width of more than 300 meters was saved by countless corpses of such bull monsters.

The bright red color is brighter than those red carpets used to lay the ground, and the minced meat and bones intertwined in the middle are like flowers dotted on the red carpet.

Under the statue, the two cow demons at the level of Sanxian have separated their heads and lost their original aura of invincibility. Not far away, Qin Ye and others are panting bloody, and they are looking up. Looking at the huge statue, gradually the corners of everyone's mouths curled up in a subtle arc, as if mocking something.

Qin Ye turned his head to look at the road where flesh and blood rushed out of the ground. Although he was a bit embarrassed at this time, he slowly felt a sense of accomplishment. They really drove out from there, facing the countless crazy herds of cattle, Just like a meat grinder, it was strangled all the way.

Although they were almost submerged by the cattle a few times in the middle, they still stood under the statue in the end, and the originally dense herd became sparse at this time, and the rest were all below the fifth rank The little demon, after everyone behaved like a professional cow-killer, even the influence of Qiongqi's primordial spirit could not make them overcome their inner fear.

After gasping for breath, everyone took out various elixir and began to recover. Among them, Zhao Ritian was the most unstable person. This time the killing contained too much killing breath at once, and the state of his body began to be a little unstable again. There are faint signs of a breakthrough, notwithstanding the negative impact of the killing aura on him, it is easy to go crazy if he breaks through at this time, so at this time Zhao Ritian is running the Bingxin Art crazily, quickly refining those negative emotions to strengthen himself Yuanshen.

The rest of the people were just a little tired, and soon recovered. Qin Ye was standing directly under the statue, and he could feel the evil aura emanating from the statue, which was obviously much weaker than the Taobao , and at this time Qin Ye saw a familiar object standing right under the statue.

A small tripod is different from the nine giant tripods used to suppress the gluttony. Although this tripod is also huge, it is relatively normal. The height is only two meters, and the width is only about 1.5 meters. The entire tripod is square. On the body of the tripod, there are carved lines in the shape of a cow's head, and the four legs are carved in the shape of animal claws. In the middle of the four sides of the tripod are inlaid a ball emitting a milky white halo.

Different from the power of luck, what emanates from the sphere is the essence of good thoughts, the purpose of which is to suppress the evil thoughts that emanate all the time in the cauldron, the kind of evil thoughts that are like an abyss, it seems that as long as you look at them for a long time, you will see them. You can't help but fall into the feeling, and people will fall into the trap without knowing it.

Everyone walked forward slowly, and when they entered the range of the statue, a faint malice enveloped them. It felt like someone was whispering whispers in your ears all the time, but The tones of those readings are different, as if many people are saying bad things about you behind your back, which makes people instinctively feel disgusted.

Qin Ye felt the influence of that power for the first time, a flame ignited between his eyebrows, and the tripod character in his mind also flickered. Zhao Ritian, who was barely suppressed because he absorbed too much killing aura, also gradually stabilized.

Just now, the killing breath in his body seemed to be attracted by the feeling of broken thoughts. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Qin Ye's power enveloped him and helped him expel those negative emotions.

Soon everyone came to the front of Fang Ding. When they got close to three meters, a mass of black mist surged towards them as if boiling inside Fang Ding. At this moment, there was a milky white halo. The ball lit up, and instantly a soft white light enveloped the black light.

In the end, those black rays of light were repressed unwillingly and returned to the cauldron, surging continuously.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and when the black mist approached just now, the hairs on their bodies stood up unconsciously, especially Qin Ye, who leaned on the corner of his mouth, seemed to feel a cold breath locking himself.

Standing at the seat three meters away, everyone can clearly see every line and detail on the tripod at this time, but considering the evil aura just now, everyone doesn't know what will happen if they continue to move forward, but when they come here, It seems a bit reconciled not to do something.

While everyone was still pondering, Qin Ye walked straight over. When he got closer to one meter, countless black mist gushed out again. This time, the light emitted by the white beads did not block the black mist. In an instant, Qin Ye His body was wrapped in the black mist, and the next moment Qin Ye's voice was directly involved in the cauldron.

Everyone's face changed drastically when they saw this, but the old demon Xuanming and Longshou quickly calmed everyone down, because Qin Ye sent a voice transmission to the two of them to confirm that he was fine before entering, so the two of them didn't panic at all. Everyone waited quietly, and they didn't have to worry about being disturbed at this time.

Those cow demons outside will not enter the range covered by the statue, so they are safe for the time being, but soon everyone found troublesome things, the most troublesome thing was Zhao Ritian, because Qin Ye was involved Inside the cauldron, the thoughts in everyone's ears started again, and the unstable killing aura in Zhao Ritian's body also became active.

Seeing this, Shangguan Feiyu and Shangguan Feiyu quickly stepped forward and sandwiched Zhao Ritian in the middle, pinched the Jue in his hands at the same time, and then two rays of light enveloped Zhao Ritian in it to help him isolate the outside world. On the other hand, the dragon head and the old devil Xuanming arranged a formation to resist the clearness of the breath, but unfortunately the effect was not very good.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of Zhao Ritian's body, a crimson killing aura gushes out from time to time, but it will soon be suppressed by an ice blue aura, which is constantly complicated. It is obvious that Zhao Ritian is fighting against the killing aura in his body, but Under the disturbance of those evil thoughts, the frequency of killing aura riots in Zhao Ritian's body is gradually accelerating, and the intensity is also increasing, but everyone has no good solution.

We can only see whether Zhao Ritian can resist himself, and wait until Qin Ye is out of trouble. At this time, Qin Ye is in a vast and dark space, and a huge voice is standing opposite him, staring at him fiercely. he.