The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 561 The Magic Tide 4
In the distant sky, Xiao Zhanzi, who came here early and merged with the clouds, saw this scene, couldn't help but sighed and said to himself: "It's started, Wuji, you must hold on, the ten thousand you absorbed at the beginning The soul is the most uncomfortable thing, not to mention that what you absorb is the most yin demon soul, but as long as you pass the [-] mark and break through the negative effects brought to you by the secret method of "Mending the Sky", you will naturally get used to it. At that time... ...is the beginning of a strong one!"

Two thousand... three thousand...
As Zhao Wuji killed more and more people, his expression became more and more painful, his face became extremely pale, and the veins all over his body were swollen, emerging on the skin, looking very hideous and terrifying.

He felt that his consciousness began to be gradually occupied by the violent raging of the demon soul, and his mind began to become cloudy.

But Xiao Zhanzi told him before that this kind of reaction is normal, and he can only bite the bullet and insist.

When the number of demon souls absorbed exceeded [-], Zhao Wuji felt dizzy, all the discomfort seemed to have disappeared, and instead he was expected by an extremely strange feeling of excitement.

The excitement was getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed to be inspiring him to kill more crazily.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's eyes turned blood red, and then he raised his head to roar, all his cultivation burst out, and when he raised his hand, three huge roulettes rose up from behind, mixed with lights of seven colors, and began to rotate slowly stand up.

Jukongyanshaju!
And it released three at the same time!
Seeing this, Xiao Zhanzi became uneasy. He knew that this situation showed that Zhao Wuji had lost his original consciousness at this time and was replaced by madness, so he did not hesitate to use up his true energy and release three such costly souls at the same time. Physical spells!
Just as Xiao Zhanzi thought, Zao Wou-ki had completely fallen into madness at this time, and even began to kill frantically regardless of the enemy or himself. , Countless demon souls poured into his body.

"Hahahaha! Not enough! Not enough!" Zhao Wuji's expression became even crazier. Although he almost squandered all the true energy in his body, he still didn't give up. The dust sword was caught in his hand, and it suddenly turned into a cutting tool, and he continued to kill in the most primitive and brutal way.

(End of this chapter)