The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

pain……

Head, shoulders, back, legs, arms... pain everywhere.

But what hurt Su Yun more than the physical pain was that his father actually pushed him down with his own hands.

Why, is it that Yun'er is not good?

Or does daddy not like Yun'er at all?

Su Yun lay on the ground, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before the blood fell to the ground, it turned into a mist of blood under the action of the blood spirit array, and there was a sweet and greasy fragrance like poppies in the air.

Unbeknownst to Su Yun, the eyes of many demon monks around him lit up when they smelled this fragrance.

A pair of brothers, just joined forces to kill their opponents, the elder brother looked greedily at the dying Su Yun on the ground, and said: "Brother, have you smelled that smell?"

The younger brother was startled, and whispered: "Are you crazy? That's the young master!"

The elder brother sneered, "It's all in the blood spirit formation, how can there be any young masters?

I heard that the ancestor has taught him the blood spirit Dafa, so he is at least half a blood spirit now. "

The body of the blood spirit!

Hearing this sentence, not only the younger brother, but also the people next to him were a little moved.

This is the legendary physique in the magic way, and up to now only the ancestor has completely transformed it.

If he could devour the body of the blood spirit, no... Even if he got a little bit, it would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

The elder brother hugged his younger brother's shoulders, his eyes were fierce, "Wealth and wealth are in danger, we low-level disciples may not be able to persist until the end of the spiritual battle.

Anyway, they are all dead. If they succeed, they may be able to get out alive. "

The younger brother gritted his teeth and nodded, and the two slowly approached Su Yun.

There are more people watching with cold eyes, they are waiting, waiting for the result of the temptation of these two early birds.

Su Yun suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. His innate intuition made him roll on the spot without even thinking about it, and the deadly knife light flashed past him.

But his aching body dragged down his speed, a gash was drawn in his back, and blood flowed out.

The two brothers absorbed the vigor formed from Su Yun's blood, and their expressions were intoxicated.

The elder brother was pleasantly surprised: "It really is the body of the blood spirit, hahaha, brother, continue!"

Su Yun struggled to get up, and saw the two brothers each holding a black and red sword, coming menacingly.

The strong fear calmed him down instead, and he felt as if something was calling him strangely.

Just when the sword light was about to fall on his body, Fu came to his heart, and he blurted out, "Send the oracle!"

The ice-blue long sword sprang out from the void, firmly protecting Su Yun, the sword light flashed, and the long sword broke in two.

At the same time as the long knife fell, there were two heads with eyes open and excitement still on their faces.

Su Yun took a step back, staring blankly at the blood from the two corpses being drained and pouring into his own body.

Both physical comfort and psychological nausea existed at the same time. He retched twice, but he couldn't vomit anything.

The ice-blue long sword surrounded him, comforting him like a small animal from time to time.

Su Yun felt better in his heart, and softly said to the long sword: "Thank you."

The long sword buzzed, flying in the air like a happy child.

The serious injury has not healed, and he forcibly summoned the oracle sword. Although there is a supplement of blood just now, it is still a drop in the bucket.

Su Yun felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, and knelt down on the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth.

The sweet and greasy scent of blood was in the air again, and the eyes of the onlookers beside the irritation turned red.

Although he was afraid of Su Yun's flying sword coming out of nowhere, but he still couldn't resist the desire for the body of the heavenly spirit in his heart, and more and more people surrounded him.

The blood spirit patriarch stood on the high stand, watching Su Yun's small figure slowly surrounded by dark figures, his fists behind his back were clenched tightly, but he did not move.

He murmured: "Yun'er, this is the first level for you to enter the magic way, if you can't even pass this level, you are destined not to go too far in the future.

You have to hold on, my father is waiting for you. "

Pairs of greedy eyes, like awns on the back.

Su Yun's small body trembled, looking at the approaching person, he wanted to retreat, but found that there was no way to retreat.

He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, resisting the fear in his heart and the pain in his body, and slowly stood up.

Su Yun took out a long sword with a blood-red edge from the space, which was given to him by the ancestor of the blood spirit. The blade is very poisonous, and the blood seals his throat.

He didn't like it before, so he kept it in the space bracelet.

But today, he unexpectedly discovered that this is the most suitable weapon at the moment.

Holding a long sword half his height in his small hand, even though there were still tears in his eyes, the people present did not dare to underestimate this waist-high little child, and they spared no effort to attack with all their strength.

Holding the long sword in both hands, Su Yun walked through the crowd, attacking and defending with the oracle sword.

He stared firmly at the people present, without thinking about anything, and calmly made up a sword where the oracle sword could not attack.

At the beginning, Su Yun's swordsmanship was still very jerky, and he often couldn't attack, so he could only trade wounds for wounds.

But gradually, his hand became more and more stable, and his swordsmanship became more and more precise. Relying on the poisonous poison that sealed his throat with blood on the blade, wherever the sword tip went, only corpses were left.

The blood-red mist lingered on Su Yun's body, clouding his brows and eyes.

He couldn't count how many people he had killed, his hands were only moving mechanically.

A pair of eyes were gradually stained with blood, and the blood between the eyebrows seemed to be full of blood, and the color became more and more beautiful.

The wounds on his body have already been healed by the blood energy, and his cultivation has even improved to a higher level.

His sword became faster and faster, his heart became more stable, and his expression became more and more grim, as if what fell was not a corpse, but an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

In the color of blood, he looked like a murderous demon god.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yun's side has become a vacuum.

The red clothes had already been stained dark red by fresh blood. The blood dripped from the hem of the clothes, and before it hit the ground, it was transpired into a blood mist, which soaked into his body along the skin.

Su Yun leaned on his sword and stood in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, feeling a little dazed.

ended?

He turned his head to look at the oracle sword. The blue sword had already been stained with fine blood threads.

"Have you changed too?"

He raised his head, trying to see that person through the endless blood above his head, but he could only see a blood-red mist.

Su Yun lowered his eyes, with a strange smile on his face, and said softly: "That's all."

He stood there like this, watching the people fighting in the distance coldly, there was no longer fear or pity in his eyes, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

The blood mist lingering in the blood spirit array is getting thicker and thicker, you can't see your fingers, and there is only a dazzling red in the world.

Perhaps it was because of the body of the blood spirit, not only did Su Yun not feel uncomfortable deep in it, but he was more comfortable than ever before.

Although the cold blood spirit energy cannot bring warmth, it can bring reassuring power.

Daddy, I know what you want to tell me.

In this world, only the strong have the right to survive.

The author has something to say: Blackened_(:3∠)_

Suddenly, I found that the magical world I wrote seems to be really cruel.