Chapter 137 The Ninth Grade falls, the sky weeps with blood, and the devil is possessed

Chapter 137 The Ninth Grade falls, the sky weeps with blood, and the devil is possessed

Chapter 137 The Ninth Rank fell, the sky wept with blood, possessed by demonic thoughts, and the leader fell.

Most of the ghost mask on his face also disintegrated, revealing part of his true face.

The overall condition seems to be serious, but not life-threatening, reaching the level of serious injuries and dying.

At this moment, Lin Ping'an raised his head slightly and looked directly at the opposite side, his eyes showing stern indifference and his tone implying murderous intent.

"I underestimated your decisiveness. I was careless!"

"This time, I will kill you!"

Hearing this, the ninth-grade leader was shocked at first, and then sneered.

"Hehehe... It's just you? If it's not hurt, then that's not necessarily the case."

"But after killing several people in succession and being severely injured, how much fighting power can you still have?"

"You want to scare me off, you're too young!"

"Today next year will be your memorial day."

The next moment.

Lin Ping'an silently activated the Earth-level skill "Evil Demon's Immortality". After one breath, the huge energy and blood healed all injuries, and his combat power returned to its peak.

Then, without saying a word, he picked up the alloy knife and used a sure-kill move.

"Destroy life! Destroy soul! Reincarnation!"

"Three styles in one!"

"Possessed by evil thoughts, I will fall into Ahbi forever!"

In an instant, a monstrous demonic shadow appeared behind him, surrounded by demonic souls and demonic thoughts, revealing an infinite ferociousness.

In the void, the soul-stealing sound of howling ghosts and wolves sounded, which made people's hair stand on end.

Immediately afterwards, an evil and awe-inspiring sword light penetrated the void and shattered the space.

With lightning speed, it passed through everything and reflected in the deepest part of the opponent's eyes.

At this moment, in front of the leader's eyes, a scene of eighteen levels of hell and flowers blooming on the other side emerged.

The boundless breath of death infects his consciousness space, constantly eroding his mental power and soul.

In the illusion, countless demonic thoughts turned into ferocious demons, constantly biting and attacking the leader.

Each time, the pain penetrates deep into the bones and soul.

"Ahhhhh..."

While wailing and screaming in pain, the leader made a decisive decision and unleashed all his energy and blood, trying his best to get rid of the influence of the illusion.

Then, a spiritual light flashed through his body, and an eighth-level divine weapon with a terrifying aura appeared in his hand.

It was a long knife that was domineering and extremely unique. It was tattooed with cloud patterns, which would make people unforgettable after seeing it.

In fact, if the leader didn't feel the danger that could threaten his life, he would never use the magic weapon.

After all, these cults are nothing more than parasites crawling on the human race, and their true abilities are all hidden in secret.

Like a rat hiding deep underground, once his identity is revealed, he will be greeted by the relentless pursuit of the powerful human race.

No matter what race you are in, the tolerance rate for traitors is zero.

It can even be said that from a certain perspective, most people hate their own people who betray their race more deeply than those who are upright and hostile.

At this moment, the appearance of the divine weapon also represents the fight to the death.

If Lin Ping'an couldn't be killed, the only result would be that he would be hunted to death by a powerful human being because his identity was exposed.

After a breath, before the leader could think more, the terrifying attack came in an instant.

There was no time to evade, or it was impossible to evade at all.

This attack, which can be called a fatal attack, has already blocked all the space in this area.

There is no escape, only resistance.

Infuse most of the power of heaven and earth into the divine weapon and block it in front of you.

"Boom"

"Click... click..."

A subtle cracking sound appeared in the void, cracks appeared on the eighth-grade divine weapon, and some of it even shattered and fell.

The life breath of the leader was also greatly weakened, and the flesh and blood of his hands disappeared, revealing golden hand bones that were also full of cracks.

In addition, a lot of golden blood splashed out from all over the body, and fell downward into the void. I don't know where it fell.

One blow had already severely injured him.

Seeing this, Lin Ping'an's eyes showed a little surprise. According to his calculations, the strength of the energy and blood attack contained in this move was enough to kill the opponent.

But he never expected that he would be blocked.

Sure enough, there are still some differences between actual combat and simulation.

On the other side, the severely injured leader's mouth cracked open, revealing a ferocious smile, and he laughed wildly.

"Hahaha...it's my turn now!"

Then, he also used the familiar technique "Evil Demon's Immortal Body" and used the energy and blood he had stored to recover most of his injuries in an instant.

From the seriously injured and dying stage to the slightly injured stage.

After a breath, the eighth-grade divine weapon pointed at Lin Ping'an and launched a violent attack.

Faced with this reversal, Lin Pingan's eyes moved slightly, but his tone was as indifferent as ever.

""The Immortal Demon"? Is the traitor trash also qualified to use the technique I created?"

"Today, I will kill you, this scourge, for the human race!"

Hearing this, the leader was instantly ecstatic, his eyes widened, and his expression was ferocious.

"Hahaha... It really took no effort at all. It turns out you are the warrior of love."

"Kill you! Not only will the Gods protect me! They will also give me a lot of rewards!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Die!"

While roaring, a figure appeared in front of Lin Ping'an. The eighth-grade divine weapon shredded the void with its flashing edge. Its power that penetrated everything seemed to bloom with the final afterglow.

However, at this moment, Lin Ping'an was running "Shen Yin Jue" and "Nine Shadows of Phantom Demon" at the same time.

Silently, he dodged the attack and appeared behind the leader.

Immediately afterwards.

The same three movements were combined into one again, and the evil sword light appeared again, shattering the space and bombarding behind him instantly.

This time, the ninth-grade leader was not so lucky, and his body was cut off and divided into two parts.

At this moment, severe pain surged into my heart, and patches of darkness and nothingness appeared in my mind.

The ecstasy on the leader's face turned into astonishment, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How... how is it possible? You... you... why can you use that attack a second time?"

However, what greeted him next was not Lin Ping'an's answer, but the third, identical three-in-one formula.

This time, the attack was to fall down from above and split it to the left and right in the blink of an eye.

Directly cut his remaining body into four pieces.

And it wasn't over yet. After Lin Ping'an launched this attack, he wildly waved the alloy knife that was already full of broken marks in his hand, drowning the opponent's corpse with the light of the knife.

In an instant, it was chopped into thousands of pieces and turned into minced meat.

The power of qi, blood and mental power exploded at the same time, wiping out all the will above and any hidden mental power imprints that might have been hidden there.

So far, the leader of the cult has once dominated the human race and caused countless bloody storms.

At this moment, he fell into the void.

It was at this moment that the sky in the human world changed color and turned faintly blood red, as if the sky was weeping blood.

In various cities, countless ordinary people and lower-level third-level warriors looked up, and they were all frightened, and their faces turned a little pale.

"Oh my God! It's so scary! What on earth is going on?"

"Look at the sky! It's all red! There seems to be a bad sign!"

"What's going on? Who knows what's going on?"

“I don’t know why, but I feel a little sad for no reason!”

"Go online and ask, maybe someone big will know!"

"..."

The third-level warriors all had solemn expressions on their faces and tensed up their bodies, returning to their respective posts as quickly as possible.

In addition, the faces of the seventh-grade masters and above all changed greatly, and became swollen with worry.

at the same time.

In the top floor office of the Martial Arts Association headquarters.

When the president saw this scene, his face was solemn, his eyes were solemn, and he murmured word by word.

"The ninth grade has fallen, and the sky is weeping with blood! Something big has happened!"