From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

The blood veins beside him made a buzzing sound.

Jiang Zheng frowned. In front of him, bloody corpses were floating in the sky. All of them were at the Qi Refining Stage, and they could only float in the air relying on the flying swords piercing their chests.

The ground beneath his feet was scarlet, and the densely packed bloody corpses made his scalp tingle. These bloody corpses were the bodies of those who died in blood sacrifices.

As if controlled by some will, they all gathered here, and there was an endless stream of bloody corpses constantly gathering in front of this magnificent capital.

Since entering the Anbei Dynasty, Jiang Zheng has personally experienced what it means to cause great suffering to all people and what it means to be in hell on earth.

It now seems that the appearance of those evil cultivators was not accidental, but was premeditated. They had already captured the Anbei Dynasty and made it their lair, and had extended their minions to other places.

The Lingxi Sect’s territory was one of the first to be hit.

Jiang Zheng did not hesitate at all. His whole body was shining with golden light. He held the blood flag tightly in his hand, as if he was holding a spear. The azure blue light hung behind him, making a sharp sword sound.

The blood veins on the top of the head kept vibrating like a red-hot iron.

"kill!"

Jiang Zheng roared, his eyes as firm as a rock.

So what if we have thousands of troops?

So what if there are mountains of swords and seas of blood?

He has his reasons for going through mountains of swords and seas of fire. He must bring back the souls of his parents.

He held a spear and a sword, like a god of war. He took a step forward, the air exploded under his feet, and he instantly rushed into the enemy formation, sending out the spear in his hand.

The blood patterns on the blood flag lit up, the blood evil was raging, and at the same time golden light also climbed onto it.

The tip of the gun spurted out a bloody beam of light, instantly sweeping away a large number of bloody corpses. Jiang Zheng's eyes were flickering with three-colored flames, his body was surrounded by qi and blood, and with the true rhythm of martial arts and golden light, he suppressed his body.

He rushed forward all the way, and the bloody corpses that were hit not only had their bodies exploded into bloody mist, but the long swords stuck in their chests were also smashed into pieces.

Wherever he passed, bloody corpses flew backwards, and no one could stop him.

"Blood Corpse Formation, rise!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from the depths of the magnificent city.

In an instant, all the blood corpses in the sky and on the ground raised their heads, their eyes glowing red, no longer as numb as before, and moved quickly and regularly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, they formed into square formations, like a well-trained killing army.

The blood evil on the blood corpse began to riot, spreading and spreading in all directions.

In an instant, the square formation formed by thousands of blood corpses was shrouded in blood mist and turned into an iron barrel.

Jiang Zheng was tightly surrounded by four square formations, and a murderous atmosphere was pressing down on him.

His expression became serious. He clenched the big banner in his hand and waved it vigorously. A torrent of blood and evil swept across the sky and hit a square formation.

"roar--!"

All the blood corpses in the square formation roared in unison. A bloody shadow appeared above their heads. The shadow straightened up and clenched its big hands.

An incomparably huge nine-ring broadsword was held in his hand, and with one slash, the bloody torrent falling from the sky was split in half, unable to harm the formation at all.

Afterwards, the blood demons in the other three phalanxes also rioted. Three more blood shadows appeared in the sky, with large spears in their hands, and stabbed towards Jiang Zheng at the same time.

"This Iron Turtle is so strong?!"

After seeing the power of this bloody evil shadow, Jiang Zheng cursed inwardly for not confronting it head-on, and dodged to take the opportunity to kill.

If he faced it head-on, he would not be afraid of the phantom, and he could even smash it to pieces with some effort.

But with so many phalanxes, once he was trapped in one of them, he would face endless attacks and might be in danger of dying.

Jiang Zheng barely dodged a huge sword and activated the big banner, instantly pushing it to the maximum power he could exert.

Suddenly, there was a roar behind him, and a big spear was stabbing towards him. Jiang Zheng had no time to dodge and was stabbed.

At the critical moment, his whole body burst into golden light, and the true rhythm of martial arts suppressed his body.

bite--!

The spear seemed to have pierced something extremely hard, and it actually made a sound of metal clashing.

A terrifying force poured out from behind Jiang Zheng, and his body flew backwards like a sharp arrow.

Bang--!

He was stabbed into the ground by a gunshot. When the dust settled, Jiang Zheng was half-kneeling on the ground with a blood flag inserted into the ground. He slowly stood up, his internal organs were churning and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Looking ahead, in front of him, a wall made up of blood-red squares blocked out the sky, like a divine army descending from the sky. Jiang Zheng on the opposite side was not even a speck of dust in front of this blood-red sky.

One after another huge figures stood up from the square formation. At just a glance, there were nearly a hundred of them.

"Hehe... kid, a large number of ants can kill an elephant. If you insist on charging into this formation today, you may lose your life here," Kong Qing said jokingly.

"Pooh!"

Jiang Zheng spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, his eyes full of unyielding spirit.

"Kong Qing, I want to continue the transaction," he suddenly said.

"Seven emotions?"

"Yeah," Jiang Zheng nodded.

"You are dreaming. I have just extracted your evil. If it happens again, your soul will be shattered," Kong Qing said disdainfully.

"I'm not afraid of death, as long as I don't die immediately. There are still things I haven't finished..." Jiang Zheng spoke with a calm tone.

"Haha," Kong Qing just sneered.

"I know you are powerful. Tell me...if I am really going to die in there soon, will you help me?" Jiang Zheng chuckled and asked casually.

"Won't"

Jiang Zheng fell silent after answering with just two simple words. He pulled out the bloody flag stuck in the soil and smiled carefreely.

He only regretted that his cultivation was too low. If he could have the same cultivation as Xiao Qiuhe, he would only need to wave the Blood Demon Banner and instantly beat these blood corpses back to their original form.

"What are you going to do? Don't forget, you have not yet repaid the debt you owe to me," Kong Qing reminded.

"I know, I don't need you to remind me"

Jiang Zheng's face was calm. He took a step forward and slowly walked towards the endless blood-red wall in front of him.

"My last words to you...If I really die here, you can take all of my remaining soul as payment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zheng's pace suddenly quickened, the blood flag in his hand vibrated violently, and blood and Taoism burst out from his body! At this moment, his fighting spirit reached its peak.

kill! He must fight his way out!

Under the bloody sky.

On the horizon, a red spot of light continued to grow larger, and then burst into brilliant golden light, becoming more and more intense. Then he jumped high and plunged into the blood wall that looked like the sky.

In an instant, golden light flashed everywhere, and a figure rushed around inside, roaring angrily.

Jiang Zheng tried his best to pass through the gap between the square formations and enter the city.

But every time he was swept away before he could get halfway, his bones shattered and blood gushing out of his mouth.

Jiang Zheng was defeated and fought again, fought and was defeated again. He killed to the point of madness and shattered seven large formations and wiped out seven phantoms.

Bang--!

There was another muffled sound, and Jiang Zheng's figure fell to the ground again.

“Cough, cough, cough…! Cough, cough… poof—!”

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jiang Zheng half-knelt on the ground, his naked upper body covered with scars and his chest almost collapsed.

"Boy, stop it, you definitely can't withstand the next blow, or even the gods can't save you."

Kong Qing couldn't help but speak and sighed slightly.

Jiang Zheng did not speak, but looked at the back of his hand, where a blood-colored line was constantly flashing. It was the blood line that sensed the soul.

"...As long as the blood veins are intact, there is still hope. As long as there is still hope, I must break through this formation..."

He stood up slowly again. The broken bones in his body made a crackling sound as they rubbed against each other. Blood kept flowing from his mouth and dripped down his chin to the ground.

The hand holding the blood flag trembled slightly, the blood curtain in front of him gradually became blurred, and a buzzing sound sounded in his ears.

A chilly wind whistled past, causing the tattered robe around his waist to flutter.

“Haha, hahahahaha…!”

The seriously injured and dying Jiang Zheng suddenly sneered twice, and then burst into laughter, which was heroic and tragic.

Then his laughter gradually subsided, he took a step forward, and began to murmur:

"Alone and facing the cold corpses,

He was exhausted after several charges.

It is not that the body of steel inherits the spirit of the father,

All because of the tears and blood that forged the golden elixir. ”

As Jiang Zheng hummed softly and took steps, his voice became higher and higher.

"Knowing that there is no way back,

Still stepping on the hell's liver! ”

He took another step forward, his whole body radiating golden light, his aura exploded, and the soil beneath his feet exploded. Jiang Zheng pointed his blood-stained flag straight to the sky. He used all his strength to roar out his unwillingness!

"The wind blows away the broken flags and the sky and earth become dark!

Kill Mu Yunlan with one shot! ! ! ”

An unwilling voice echoed throughout the world. After he finished reciting the poem, his aura reached its peak and he slowly closed his eyes.

On the earth, a "blood dragon" was rampaging, plowing a deep gully wherever it passed, and it was emitting golden light.

As Jiang Zheng fired his last shot, the blood dragon crashed into the blood curtain.

A terrifying aura suddenly exploded, and the oncoming blood formation exploded instantly. Countless blood corpses exploded into blood mist in the terrifying golden light and blood.