Nine Turns of Chaos

Chapter 829
Chapter 866
The more so, the more Xiao Lingyu didn't dare to go out, and Qingxuan and Miaoying didn't dare to let him go.

But after hiding in the spectrum of chaos for less than ten thousand years, Xiao Lingyu already felt that he was about to lose his clarity of mind and might fall into madness at any time.

In his eyes, the scene of bloody battlefields, mountains of corpses, and rivers of blood flowed continuously, and there were also phantom pictures of his relatives and friends being hacked to death. The killing intent surged.

And in his ears, there were constant drums beating, accompanied by tragic and majestic war songs that he had never heard before, which made his blood boil, and his desire to kill was hard to curb.

"I can't stay in the chaos spectrum any longer. If I fall into madness inside and attack my relatives and friends, the gain will outweigh the loss. Even if I am crazy, I have to go crazy outside!"

Xiao Lingyu took advantage of the fact that he still had a sliver of clarity, without asking Qingxuan and Miaoying, and resolutely rushed out of the door of light.

Being in the stone forest again, Xiao Lingyu kept his clarity for less than three days, and he had already fallen into madness.

Staying in the chaos spectrum for ten thousand years, in fact, only a year has passed outside. If he hadn't entered the chaos spectrum, he shouldn't have fallen into madness within a year.

At this time, the alien holy god powerhouses outside did not fall into madness, but all the god emperor stage powerhouses had blood-red eyes, fighting and killing everywhere.

The same is true for Xiao Lingyu, falling into madness, he will attack any monk he sees, and the monks under the Holy Spirit can only be killed by him directly.

Having lost his mind, he naturally no longer focused on finding a way out, but just vented his killing intent everywhere.

The more monks he killed, the crazier Xiao Lingyu became. He, who was covered in blood, was already surrounded by a thick and visible light of blood.

The holy gods who have not yet fallen into madness gradually know that there is an extremely abnormally strong man in this stone forest who is going crazy. They also organized and wanted to kill Xiao Lingyu first, but they could only organize five or six holy gods. After Xiao Lingyu fought fiercely, the death of the two holy gods made them understand that the crazy strong man was not something they could deal with.

However, less than a thousand years have passed since Xiao Lingyu fell into madness, and all the monks in the stone forest, including the Holy Spirit powerhouse, lost their minds.

Endless killings continued to be staged in the stone forest, but no one noticed that the stone pillars had changed at this time.

There was a blood-colored mist overflowing from the stone pillars, and those stone pillars seemed to be alive, and they would keep moving their positions.

Somewhere in the stone forest, the thin old man who was not tall was sitting cross-legged on top of a stone pillar about a thousand feet high.

On the top of the old man's head, there was a piece of jade floating, and at this moment, the piece of jade continuously emitted light golden light, covering the old man's whole body with golden light.

The blood mist pouring out from the stone pillars, and the arrangement in the stone forest that could erode the monk's soul did not seem to affect the old man in the slightest.

Sensing the changes in the stone forest, the old man opened his eyes, and murmured: "Such a bloodthirsty demon formation, I am afraid that only the ancient demon lords can arrange it. It has been so many years, and it still has such power!"

"Let them kill for a while, and I won't be late until the last one is left."

After talking to himself, the old man closed his eyes again, as if he didn't care much about the changes in the stone forest.

The stone pillars in the stone forest kept moving, and under the effect of the formation, the monks who entered the stone forest encountered each other more times, making the battle more intense.

Although they have already lost their minds, all strong men have a good instinctive fighting consciousness, and some magic powers and magic weapons that have already been used proficiently can play a role in the battle.

And under the influence of the bloody mist, all the monks became more and more courageous as they fought, and the murderous aura on their bodies was almost solidified.

The number of cultivators of those two races is huge, but now there may not even be one percent of them, and the ones left can only be the strong ones.

The fighting continued, and the boundless blood mist had already submerged the stone forest, and the tall stone pillars could no longer be seen from outside the stone forest or from the air.

And in the blood mist, apart from the sounds of monks fighting, there were also bursts of demonic sounds, as if thousands of demons were roaring together, which made people's expressions change.

What's even more strange is that the blood mist can also condense into shapes, all of which are hideous and terrifying, tall and tall, like countless bloodthirsty monsters gathering here.

The monks in a state of madness don't care about the changes in the environment here. They kill blindly, but they die in the killing.

Even having lost their sanity, the powerhouses of these two races naturally would not stick together or cooperate, and they often even attacked the powerhouses of the same race.

Under such a situation, it is naturally extremely beneficial to Xiao Lingyu. Even if he does not let the eight Wujia clones come out, and does not use any magic weapons, he can easily kill opponents in the Holy God stage now, even if he is besieged by several irrational Holy Gods, He can also rush out.

However, the situation was so chaotic, and everyone only knew how to kill, but didn't know how to recuperate or avoid danger. In the frenzy of fighting, injuries were unavoidable. At this time, even Xiao Lingyu, who was comparable to an ordinary sacred weapon, was also covered with scars.

Blood continued to flow from the wound, but Xiao Lingyu didn't know to seal the wound.

Everyone didn't jump into the air, but walked quickly on the ground of the stone forest, looking for opponents, almost step by step with bloody footprints, like demons crawling out of the sea of ​​blood one by one.

The stone pillar has been moving its position, so as to gather the scattered monks together. Any monk who enters the stone forest has no chance of avoiding the fight.

If this continues, there will be only one monk left in the stone forest, and this monk is naturally the strongest.

Of course, in the state of madness, the strength of the monks is greatly reduced, but the degree of discount is not the same. Some monks who are obviously strong in the waking state may not be able to beat the usual strength due to the fact that their strength has dropped too much after the madness. He is weak but his strength does not drop much in a crazy state.

In battles below the Heavenly Realm, Xiao Lingyu's advantages are too many and too obvious, especially because he has a body comparable to a holy weapon, and the powerful Chaos True Fire, so he can stand firm in this crazy battle defeated.

And this kind of fighting is protracted, and everyone will not deliberately restore their skills. Xiao Lingyu has countless blood crystals to help reserve skills, which is also a great advantage.

The physical body is strong, the real fire is powerful, and the skills are sufficient. These advantages can automatically play a role even in a state of madness. Unlike some spells or magic weapons, it is difficult for monks who lose their minds to use and drive.

Less than a month has passed since the stone forest was filled with blood mist, and there are only two monks who have fallen into madness in the stone forest, and one of them is Xiao Lingyu.

It's just that the strong man of the foreign race is already at the end of his battle, with terrible wounds all over his body, and his body is also shaking.

Even so, the foreign holy god still killed Xiao Lingyu without hesitation, but just when he rushed to Xiao Lingyu, he was kicked far away by Xiao Lingyu.

The body of the foreign holy god smashed hard on a stone pillar, and then fell heavily, but after he struggled to get up, he threw himself at Xiao Lingyu again.

When approaching again, Xiao Lingyu grabbed the arms of the foreign holy god.

Ho!
Xiao Lingyu yelled loudly, and the arms of the alien holy god were torn off by him, and blood splattered immediately.

The alien holy god just let out a pained cry, and then bit Xiao Lingyu with his mouth.

On the other hand, Xiao Lingyu's single palm was like a knife, and he slashed flat on the neck of the alien holy god, cutting off the opponent's head in an instant.

(End of this chapter)