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Chapter 555: Cry! Scream! Die!

boom!
"Ah! Zhong Lin!"

The huge sound like thousands of thunders exploding could not cover up the screams of fear from Qin Yuchen and Qiu Ye.

Following two screams, a strong will of unwillingness burst out violently. Even though it was thousands of miles away, one could feel the strong unwillingness.

Rumble!
The second and fourth holy sons of the Nine Nether Demon Sect, whose bodies had been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, suddenly swelled up and finally exploded like a huge firework. In an instant, limbs flew everywhere and blood mist filled the air.

Amidst the explosion of countless fragments, one black pill as black as ink and one blood-red as the moon were madly fleeing in all directions against Zhong Lin's tyrannical force.

"Want to run?"

Zhong Lin sneered, without moving his body, and turned his palm over to form a fist with all his concentration.

It suddenly turned into a huge hand that covered the sky, trying to grab the two mysterious pills in its hand.

"Elder, save me."

"Elder Xiao Sheng, help me."

A shrill scream came from the Xuandan, along with a cry for help.

"Trash."

Rumble!
Amidst the curses, a drop of blood suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Dan. Above the blood clan were densely covered with hideous human faces, which was very weird. At this moment, all these faces wailed, and silent but evil sound waves hit the eardrums of everyone present.

Zhong Lin's spirits lifted, his eyes flickered, and his huge hand pressed down again.

"You think too highly of yourself to think you can snatch something from me just for a drop of blood."

boom!
Zhong Lin roared, and a powerful fist intent burst out, entangled with the evil will in the blood bead, and a brutal fight began.

As the blood beads trembled violently, the wailing became even more intense.

"Hahaha! As expected of the prodigy of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, the Emperor did not choose the wrong person. It's a pity that he is too weak. Blood Hell God and Demon, Blood Hell Demon God, I will control the blood sea and wash the world with blood."

The cold voice contained an unimaginably strong evil force. The vast territory was all red, and even the sun hanging in the sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood.

At that moment, countless powerful people in the entire Eastern Wilderness were alarmed. Some were calculating, some raised their eyes, some were surprised, and some were sneering.

hum!
The sound of a sword echoed through the sky, and suddenly a long sword appeared in Zhong Lin's hand.

With a casual stroke of his hand, it turned into a vast red sword energy, covering the blood bead.

"cut!"

Zhong Lin laughed loudly.

boom!
The blood bead exploded under the sword energy, but the next moment, accompanied by a splashing sound, an endless stream of blood poured out of the blood bead, like a sea of blood rolling, swallowing up the mountains, rivers, and grass wherever it passed.

"Zhong Lin!"

King Taixu, who witnessed this scene, had his eyes wide open and roared angrily, wanting to go and rescue.

"Hehehe, King Taixu, your opponent is me."

Yuan Bin sneered and slapped out with a palm print, blocking King Taixu from taking even a single step beyond the forbidden area.

"Won Bin, get out of here."

At this moment, King Taixu was extremely anxious. Zhong Lin might be strong, but he had only just achieved Nirvana. How could he be a match for Xiao Sheng, a powerful king of the Demon Cult? "Isn't it heartbreaking? Hehehe, he's truly a gifted disciple. Even I'm a little jealous of his talent. But he's about to die. Hehehe, this is truly fascinating."

Faced with King Taixu's more crazy attacks, Yuan Bin responded with all his strength while disturbing his mind with words.

On the other side, Zhong Lin, who was submerged in a sea of blood, did not show any panic on his face.

He took a step forward, and his five fingers felt smooth and soft, and the acupuncture points on his body sparkled with light, and the rolling waves of blood were actually sucked into his body.

"In the furnace of heaven and earth, I am the new firewood, smelting the blood waves to help me practice."

The sea of blood shook, pressing down like a curtain, as if to melt Zhong Lin completely, but at this moment it continued to flow into his body.

In an instant, blood flashed all over Zhong Lin's body, and a bloody, violent and cruel aura emanated from him.

"Such an evil blood. How many people has this devil killed?"

Zhong Lin couldn't help but tremble in his heart as he felt the violent and cruel wails in the sea of blood. Having practiced the "Blood Devouring Demon Art", he naturally knew that this was not just something that blood essence could do, but was forged through endless killing, with the resentment, pain, and hideous will of the living beings before their death.

Therefore, once it is used, the opponent will be immediately impacted by the negative emotions contained therein, and if they are not careful, their soul will be spread under this impact.

Zhong Lin had already comprehended the spiritual realm, so he was naturally not afraid of this evil thought. With a thought, he felt a flash of sword light in his mind, easily cutting it off and destroying it.

The furnace of heaven and earth was running, and strands of blood were transformed into the purest blood essence under the burning of the scorching flames, pouring into Zhong Lin's body, just like a thin stream of warm air blowing in from the vent, making the whole body fall into an extreme enjoyment, making people unable to help but sink into it.

Strand by strand, wisp by wisp, stream by stream, until it finally merges into the muscles and bones of the whole body like the Yangtze River.

Click, click, click!
Zhong Lin's muscles and bones stretched out, and his whole body slowly expanded and then slowly shrank.

Over and over again, there came from his body bursts of explosions like the beating of drums.

In just a moment, Zhong Lin absorbed blood energy that was purer and more abundant than that in the blood pool in the Fenhuang Secret Realm.

"good chance."

Zhong Lin's eyes became extremely bright. Such a huge amount of energy and blood was the best fuel to support his practice of "The Immortal Sutra". There would not be many opportunities like this again.

The fifth part of "The Immortal Sutra" - rebirth by a drop of blood - requires one to integrate one's own will into every inch of muscle, blood, bone, and even every hair, so that it will be like a blood bead, with its own life rhythm and its own spirituality.

According to the full-level memory transmitted from the system panel, the fifth level of "The Immortal Sutra", every inch of the skin of the body seems to be alive, with its own breathing, its own thinking, and it can even leave the body at any time and develop itself.

Even a drop of blood can transform into a human and evolve into a human body.

In this way, even if you are killed and only a speck of dust is left, this speck of dust will gradually grow and turn into yourself again.

At this moment, Zhong Lin was frantically practicing the "Immortal Sutra". The surging blood and energy merged into his body in a strange pattern, and his own consciousness integrated his own thoughts into it as the blood and energy circulated, permeating every corner of his body.

"Ga ga ga, die!"

Old man Xiao Sheng's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a sea of blood all around him. There was a ferocious look between his brows, and there was no emotion in his bloodshot eyes. Countless negative emotions twisted and condensed into a strange will.

As his vital energy was shaking, his red hair fluttered in the air and he laughed wildly.

"Cry! Scream! Die!"

With a sudden wave of his sleeves, a sea of blood surged in the sky, and suddenly slammed down towards Zhong Lin like the sky turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)