The black clouds pressed against the top, and blood-colored lightning was passing through it like a thunder dragon, one by one, one by one, exuding a terrifying aura, each of which could easily erase the sub-saint monk.

When King Rakshasa died, the Emperor's Tribulation should have disappeared, but after King Rakshasa, Shura, who absorbed King Rakshasa, not only emitted a nearly emperor-like aura, but even this aura was eighty-slightly similar to King Rakshasa.

Because of the similar aura, the heavenly tribulation that should have disappeared still exists, and the aura of the tribulation cloud did not feel weakened at all, and even increased slightly, as if the heavens were about to descend.

This situation was really strange, but Shura at this moment had no thoughts. He was feeling the energy rushing in his body, and the surging and explosive feeling made him feel indescribable.

As for the heavenly tribulation, he is not afraid even if he truly descends. It has been a short time since he entered the Great Perfection Realm of the Immortal King, and it is just a matter of need. Once he has overcome this Emperor’s Tribulation, he will become the first strong man to enter the Emperor’s realm after the Taoist ancestor Hongjun becomes in the Heavenly Dao.

The high priest of the Witch Clan is dead. Looking around the world, even if the Witch Clan and the Immortal Clan join forces, he will not take it seriously. At that time, the demon clan will once again dominate the prehistoric continent.

The four words "Person" are deliberately describing Shura's mood at this moment. He whistled up to the sky and suddenly remembered that the enemy just now was not only Rakshasa King, but also the ancestor of the Styx.

This old ghost... Shura was about to fight again, looking around, but was surprised to find that the ancestor of the Styx had disappeared at some point.

How could this happen... Shura's mind was shaking and he felt something was wrong. The relationship between the Ancestor of the Styx and the King of Rakshasa is very similar to himself and Zhaoming. One prospers and one prospers and one loss is both loss.

If you guessed it well, this time Rakshasa King invited him to fight him, it should be the meaning of the ancestor of the Styx. Even if he attacked him, it would not be surprising. But until Rakshasa King died, the ancestor of the Styx not only did not take action, but even left quietly, which was unreasonable.

Suddenly, I remembered the previous Rakshasa King before his death. The eyes behind him were indescribable despair, as if I had seen something impossible. I didn't realize it at that time, but now I think about it, probably because I saw the ancestor of the Styx leaving without caring about his life and death.

For some reason, Shura suddenly felt ache in his heart. I don’t know if he absorbed the power of Rakshasa and empathized with it, or because he thought that if Zhaoming was the same one day, what would he do?

After thinking for a long time, I shook my head and shook off these strange thoughts in my heart.

What was this old ghost thinking? Shura felt something was wrong. It was better to leave first, but as soon as the thought arose, he felt a loud roar from his body, like a roar of a mad dragon.

Infinite blood gushed, intertwined, turning into a tulle to surround him, like a huge blood cocoon, extremely mysterious.

“Buzz!”

Another strange sound sounded. One by one, dazzling red dots appeared on Shura, shining brightly, like red stars. They were extremely beautiful.

They are the acupoints of qi and blood, unique to blood demons, with a total of 108, which can store the absorbed blood and qi and increase their strength.

In the past, even if he absorbed a strong Immortal King, he would have been filled at most twenty. Now, he has absorbed the Rakshasa king. He has actually filled all the 100 Qi and blood acupoints.

Not to mention others' powerful true energy, even if Zhaoming comes, he can only retreat.

With the roar, all the 108 Qi and Blood acupoints were lit. They emitted dazzling light, like bright lamps. When they saw one hundred and eight light columns rushed out of the Qi and Blood acupoints, they all fell towards the Shura Purple Mansion and gathered together.

This is a process of fusion. Once all one hundred and eight light pillars are fused together, Shura will definitely go one step further and usher in his own imperial catastrophe.

"ah!"

The nearly boiling energy in the body made Shura roar involuntarily. The blood mist intertwined, like a pair of huge demon wings spreading out from behind. From a distance, it turned into a huge blood-colored demon king, which was extremely terrifying.

The clouds of disasters were tumbling, and the roar of thunder could be heard faintly. Vaguely, it seemed as if the world was ready to attack this person who was about to reach the peak.

One hundred and eight pillars of light circling in the purple palace, getting closer and closer to each other.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, he heard a strange sound again. Shura's mind tightened and he looked over the sound. He saw the blood light spread out like ripples, and the already disappeared blood channel opened again.

"Are you finally willing to come out?"

Shura laughed loudly. He was in a very amazing state at this moment. Not to mention the ancestor of the Styx, even if the high priest of the Witch clan was reborn, he had the confidence to fight with him.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The sound of footsteps came, but Shura was stunned. He heard hesitation and hesitation from the sound of footsteps, and even trembling, as if he was very scared.

Not the ancestor of the Styx... Shura made a judgment immediately. Soon, a figure walked out of the bloody clouds and mist.

He is graceful, slightly smaller, with a very gorgeous appearance and quite beautiful, but the aura it emits is not worth mentioning.

After seeing the person clearly, Shura was stunned and couldn't help but shout: "It's you!"

The person who came was not someone else, but Princess Rakshasa, the daughter of Rakshasa King. In a big battle, the ancestor of the Styx opened the blood sea channel, and the Rakshasa King made a desperate bet, intending to kill himself, but finally failed.

This battle can be said to have caused the Rakshasa clan to destroy the clan. Apart from the Shura clan, there are probably only the Rakshasa women left in the blood sea.

If it were someone else, Shura had already slashed over without hesitation, and would not say nonsense, but if he wanted to kill him, he could not have such murderous aura when facing this Rakshasa woman.

Even though the two are in a hostile relationship, they have lived and died together in the South China Sea and cannot be compared with the Rakshasa King.

"Shura!"

Looking at the Shura in front of him, the Rakshasa girl screamed, tears flowing like a spring, clenched her fist and trembled all over.

She knew that Shura was hostile to her clan's position, but she did not expect that it would become the situation today. The hatred of killing her brother, the hatred of killing her father, and even the hatred of extermination made her wish that Shura would be crushed to ashes at this moment.

Shura frowned and said loudly, "I didn't expect that the old ghost of the Styx is so brave, and he dared not show up. He actually asked you to come. He thought I wouldn't kill a woman! Rakshasa girl was a bit of a friendship in the past. I won't kill you today, so get out of here."

The Rakshasa girl screamed again: "Where can I go? The Rakshasa clan is gone, and my father is killed by you!"

"I can't blame me for the battle of life and death. If you want to blame me, blame the old ghost of Styx!" Shura snorted coldly: "Don't think I really can't kill you. I just don't want my elder brother to be difficult. If I kill you, that stupid woman Lihua will definitely talk to me in front of my elder brother again."

The powerful power in his body made him feel like looking down on all living beings at this moment. The Rakshasa woman was like an ant in his eyes, and she really couldn't arouse him to kill people.

The blood-evil Buddha behind him watched the Rakshasa girl lick her tongue, and her red tongue was so red that it made people panic.

He grabbed the blood-colored Zen stick with one hand and pinched a string of Buddhist beads with the other hand. There were already nine skulls on it. The newly added Rakshasa king skeleton looked at the direction of the Rakshasa girl, his eyes were empty and he had no trace of vitality.

Looking at the nine skeleton Buddhist beads, the Rakshasa girl bit her lip, took a deep breath, looked at Shura with resentment and said, "The revenge of killing her father is irreconcilable. I will kill you, and I will definitely kill you."

While speaking, he seemed to have enough courage to walk over Shura step by step. He clasped his hands together and held them tightly, just like a devout disciple of the Western religion.

"Silly woman, since she wants to die, come here!"

Shura smiled and showed his white teeth. He was a kind person, but he was not a good person. Meeting on the battlefield was either a death or a self-destruction. He did not feel that he owed the Rakshasa girl.

Not killing her is already a chance. Her breath is here. Once the other party enters enough distance, he will naturally be shocked to death, and he will be unable to blame himself.

The Rakshasa girl moved forward step by step, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. It was obvious that she was afraid, but the belief in revenge dominated her and allowed her to take steps step by step. Although she was unhappy, she was approaching Shura step by step.

"Silly woman, why can you kill me? Even the old ghost of the Styx dare not show up. What can you do?" Shura sneered, ready to absorb the blood and energy of the Rakshasa woman.

"By it, my uncle said it can kill you!"

The Rakshasa girl suddenly stood up and opened her right hands. She held a stone out of her palm, like crystal, crystal clear, and soft light shot out, which was more beautiful than any diamond in the world.

"It... can kill me!" Shura laughed loudly, but after laughing a few times, he found that he couldn't laugh out loud.

The stone could not feel any mysterious aura, but the soft light had an indescribable magic, which made his eyes involuntarily attracted to him and could not be removed.

It seemed as if my soul had been pulled out by someone, bathed in soft white light and flew towards the stone that looked like diamond crystal.

It was a snow-white world, beautiful and intoxicating.

In a moment, strange pictures appeared in the snow-white world, not the others, but themselves.

From here, the battlefield began to retreat, kill Bai Shan, kill Tong Kun... It was like time was back, everything he had experienced appeared in front of his eyes, shot into his eyes, and was deeply imprinted in his heart, making everything so real, as if he had experienced everything.

The world has changed and eternity is fleeting. In a moment, Shura has experienced his life again. The memory returns to the demon garden, to the ignorant era of childhood, and to the time when he was just born.

A spiritual object born in the blood turned into a little blood-colored spiritual light and soared into the sky. It rushed towards the sea of ​​blood and threw itself into a huge blood cocoon...

Juye.

That punch is very powerful, which should have caused Zhen Yuanzi to be seriously injured and he would not be able to chase him.

Finally got rid of the entangled Zhaoming and rushed to the center covered by the disaster cloud as fast as possible.

From afar, before he arrived, he suddenly heard a shrill cry.

The sound was heartbroken, causing Zhaoming to sink. He was so familiar with the sound. Who would be if he were not Shura? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!