Ninefold Supreme Heaven

Chapter 347

Just before the small part of the sea of ​​blood that invaded Jin Ping'an's body hadn't exited, it was ignited by the flames on Jin Ping'an's body. As long as the blood in the sea of ​​blood that had been contaminated on Jin Ping'an's body was ignited one after another, it entered Jin Ping'an's body. The sea of ​​blood that was three feet all over his body also retreated immediately.

"Ho ho ho..."

But at this moment, a series of scalp-numbing sneers came out from the mountain of corpses, and in the mountain of corpses, there was a hint of greed on the ferocious faces. color.

"Oh... Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

At the same time, the half-rotten faces in the sea of ​​blood floated towards Jin Ping'an quickly, and they kept making uncomfortable sounds.

Thick, blackened blood flowed from the mouths of those half-rotted faces, like the saliva that flowed from those faces.

The flames burning on Jin Pingan's body turned out to be the most delicious food in the eyes of this mountain of corpses and those half-rotten faces.

But at this moment, Jin Ping'an felt that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely be able to fight his way through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, but for some reason, his legs seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he could not move at all.

What made Jin Ping'an even more horrified was that the power originally inherited from Xie Ruan and Jio was gradually disappearing. After a while, he felt that he had become an ordinary person again.

This shattered the glimmer of hope that Jin Ping'an had just appeared. Despair and fear gradually enveloped Jin Ping'an, and the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood approached Jin Ping'an a lot.

Those mountains of corpses and seas of blood never dared to get close to Jin Ping'an before, they just trapped him, but when Jin Ping'an saw his father's tragic condition, a hole appeared in his mind, which gave the evil forces an opportunity to take advantage of.

However, it was too late to make up for all this. As the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood approached, Jin Ping'an felt that the flames on his body were gradually weakening.

In the mountain of corpses, those ferocious faces, and those half-rotten faces in the sea of ​​blood, were actually devouring his own flames.

Outside, when the flames were burning on Jin Ping'an's body, the magic lines on his body had already faded a lot, and the scene of the sea of ​​blood in his eyes also became somewhat illusory, but Wang Qiang did not dare to relax at all.

Sure enough, after ten breaths, the color of the magic pattern on Jin Ping'an's body became deeper than before, and the scene of the sea of ​​blood in his eyes seemed to appear in reality at any time.

And from Jin Ping'an's body, a more intense bloody aura rippled out. After smelling the disgusting bloody aura, many people felt a little unwell.

"Holy boy, please hurry up and take action. If this continues, I'm afraid he won't last long in peace."

Although Elder Wulian is an ordinary person now, he is a person who has experienced many hardships. When he felt the bloody aura, he could naturally guess that Jin Ping'an had fallen into a more dangerous situation.

"Don't worry, he can last for a while. I assure you, Ping An will never lose his true nature. How much power he can control really needs to be fought for by himself, and no one can help him."

On the back of Jin Ping'an's neck, there was no longer any light, and the black magic pattern was slowly eroding that area.

"But looking at it like this, Ping An can't hold it anymore."

Elder Wu Lian's voice was a little hasty, even a little impatient. If his cultivation base was still there at this time, he would probably help Jin Pingan through the catastrophe in front of him.

"The current safe resistance is more than enough. His potential has not been tapped to the maximum. What I see is completely different from what you see. This is an opportunity that can affect his life."

"The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity. Don't you understand now? It's like Jin Qiushui's Water Breaking Knife. It has been many years since I got it. I'm afraid no one knows how many times I have practiced until now. The Tianji Continent's Cultivation technique, does it only have this kind of power?"

"The land of desperation, although it is said to have a narrow escape, but the person who survived the desperation, who has experienced rebirth, I don't know if I am right or not, senior Wulian."

When Wang Qiang said this, he didn't look at Wu Lian, because Jin Ping'an's situation was changing rapidly, and he didn't dare to let himself relax.

But the words behind Wang Qiang made the members of the Jin family feel a little hard to understand, but Wu Lian's expression changed, and then he walked to the side with a wry smile.

Because just now, when Wu Lian approached Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang actually felt the power of rebirth in Wu Lian's body.

Although that power is not strong, only in the early stage of the barren land, it is like a sprouting seed. Wang Qiang believes that within half a year at most, Elder Wulian will recover his previous cultivation and even make a breakthrough.

"It's true that nothing can escape the eyes of the holy boy. Everyone obeys the order and retreats ten feet away, waiting for Ping An to wake up and return."

After Elder Wulian finished speaking, he personally helped up Jin Ping'an's mother and led her back, while Jin Ping'an's mother kept looking at Jin Ping'an, as if she wanted Jin Ping'an to wake up now, but no one could read Understand the deep meaning in her eyes.

That is nostalgia.

After Jin Qiushui heard Elder Wulian's words, he backed away somewhat dubiously, but he never let go of the water cutting knife in his hand.

In the dark, Jin Ping'an looked at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that was already two feet away from him, and a look of panic flashed across his face again.

Because those ferocious faces on the mountain of corpses, and those half-rotten faces in the sea of ​​blood, were eating those flames, and those flames, like delicious and delicious food, were swallowed by those faces one after another.

Even Jin Ping'an could hear clear chewing sounds, and when those faces were eating the flames, Jin Ping'an felt a chill invade his body every time he took a bite.

"Damn, you hateful monsters, go to death, go to death."

For a moment, Jin Ping'an had the idea that it would be better to smash the jade than to be whole. Instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to take the initiative to attack and destroy one by one.

With the emergence of fearless thoughts, sharp auras appeared on Jin Ping'an's body, and those auras quickly gathered on his hands.

Soon, a knife and a sword appeared in Jin Ping'an's hands. The shape of the sword was very strange.

The blade is half a foot long, and its shape is very strange. The front two-thirds are ten inches wide and one inch thick, while the rear one-third is only five inches wide. Shaped like an axe.

On both ends of the wide blade in front, there is an inch-long blade, just like the fangs of that ferocious beast.

The sharp blade seemed to open up the world, exuding a dazzling cold light.

It was also like a ferocious beast waking up from the darkness, exuding an extremely tragic aura.

As for the handle of the knife, it is even more special.

The handle of the knife held in Jin Ping'an's hand was like curled hairs. You could even see those hairs fluttering in the wind outside of Jin Ping'an's palm.

In front of the handle of the knife is a bull's head with four horns, and the strange blade spreads out from the mouth of the bull's head.

Looking carefully, it was exactly the ruthless one in the inheritance that Jin Ping'an got back then.

"Om..."

The weird knife in Jin Ping'an's hand shook slightly, and the eyes of Niutou actually radiated a light like substance.

The sword in Jin Ping'an's other hand is even more peculiar in shape.

The blade of that sword also has a length of half a foot, but it is full of black spots on the blade. Unlike the cold light emitted by that knife, there is no A little bit of light.

And the strangely shaped hilt is golden in color, behind the hilt is a cheetah with its mouth open, but on the forehead of the cheetah, there is actually a sharp horn.

Its appearance is exactly that ferocious.

"knock……"

The long sword trembled slightly, and there was a sound of hitting a stone, and the hideous eyes also emitted a dazzling light.

Just when the knife and sword appeared, a powerful and fierce aura appeared from Jin Ping'an's body, sweeping away in all directions.

And the faces and broken limbs that had just approached Jin Ping'an turned into flying ash when they came into contact with that breath.

"what's going on."

When Jin Ping'an saw the knife and sword appearing in his hand, he was shocked at first, and then wanted to throw the knife and sword, but the knife and sword seemed to stick to his hand, no matter what he did. He shook his hands, never leaving his palm.

Here, Jin Pingan, who was at a loss, swung the knife and sword in his hand, but suffered in the sea of ​​blood, those half-rotten faces, and the mountain of corpses close to him.

"Ouch..."

"Roar……"

One after another exuded the roaring saber energy and sword energy of beasts, slashing towards the surroundings overwhelmingly.

For a moment, some of the stumped limbs and arms on the corpse mountain were cut off by the flying sword energy, and fell directly into the sea of ​​blood, where they were scrambled to be devoured by the half-rotten faces near the corpse mountain.

And some fell into the air, were caught by some arms below, and then stuffed into a nearby face.

As for the sea of ​​blood, as long as it is the face that was cut by the sword's energy, it will be eaten by other faces immediately.

After waving for about five breaths, the panic in Jin Ping'an's heart gradually settled down. Looking at the surrounding corpses in the sea of ​​blood, constantly fighting for those stumped limbs and broken faces, and those chopped-up faces, Jin Ping'an felt himself There was an overwhelming feeling in my stomach.

"vomit……"

Jin Ping'an knelt on the ground and retched continuously. It was the first time he saw such a disgusting scene in so many years. This kind of scene really made him feel fear and powerlessness.

Of course, most of them are disgusting.

After a brief turmoil, the arms and faces that were chopped off by Jin Ping'an disappeared, and more corpses and half-rotten faces appeared in the sea of ​​blood.

"Although I feel disgusted seeing you, I want to get out alive and kill..."

At this time, Jin Ping'an already knew that if he didn't work hard, he might become those disgusting things in a mountain of corpses or a sea of ​​blood.

Just as Jin Ping'an was waving the sword in his hand, behind him, a vicious and ferocious phantom appeared, but the eyes of the two phantoms did not have the slightest expression.

(End of this chapter)