Chapter 23 Bloody Sword Shadow

"call!"

Like a demon god, the young man with a light blood-colored mist emitting all over his body still jumped into the air, and his slightly blood-red eyes seemed to be able to look down on everything in the world.

The breeze swept through the Wen family's backyard, but now the Wen family's backyard, which has more than a dozen people, does not make any sound.

Some are only the sounds of flowers and plants that rise with the breeze.

"What's wrong with this Ling boy?"

Seeing Ling Qingyan, who seemed a little strange at this time, all the dozen elders of the Wen family, except for the dead elder, felt their scalp numb.

If Ling Qingyan gave them the feeling of shock and fear before, then Ling Qingyan now has an inexplicable blood-colored mist wrapped around him, which brings them a strange and terrifying feeling. Even looking at Ling Qingyan, they all felt a sense of fear.

"This blood evil aura seems to be the one that suddenly entered the Netherworld Sword and waved it freely... And just now, I didn't notice that the loud noise suddenly came from the Netherworld Sword should have exploded!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Ling Qingyan felt helpless when he felt that his body was not controlled by himself.

However, on the other hand, his body is now controlled by the blood evil energy, and in the current situation, it seems to be the best! These dozen blue attacks from the Wen family were eyeing each other, and the back-level warriors asked Ling Qingyan to fight hard. Ling Qingyan was really not sure that he could win.

The power that can be displayed by the possession of the blood evil spirit is still fresh in Ling Qingyan's memory of the time outside Moyun City three years ago.

In front of the Murong family's blue-level warrior, Ling Qingyan, who was only a green-level warrior at the beginning, was in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he could clearly feel the terror of the power contained in his body at that time. Even Ling Qingyan had a feeling that the Murong family's blue-level warrior would definitely not pass three moves in front of him at that time.

If he asked why Ling Qingyan felt this way, he could not tell the reason! It was just because the feeling was passed to him by the totem of the evil blood python in his consciousness, which was extremely strange and strange.

Now, Ling Qingyan has become a mid-level warrior in the Qingxue Python totem. The blood evil energy in the evil blood python totem is once again possessed. Ling Qingyan also feels that now he should be able to survive from the hands of more than a dozen blue-level warriors in the Wen family in front of him.

A strange feeling appeared strangely three years later in Ling Qingyan's inspiration flash again.

"You guys, it's better... leave far away immediately..."

"ah!"

Although his body was completely manipulated, Ling Qingyan was able to speak, but the sound was obviously different, and even a gloomy feeling. Before he could finish speaking, a turmoil from the depths of his soul made Ling Qingyan exclaim suddenly, as if he was suffering great pain.

The dozen elders of the Wen family who had been paying attention to Ling Qingyan suddenly heard the words Ling Qingyan said with difficulty, and they couldn't help but sneer.

"Kill my son of the head of the Wen family and kill my eldest elder of the Wen family. Do you want us to let you go so easily?"

The second elder of the Wen family was the first to be affected, with a huge amount of anger mixed in his voice.

Now, as soon as the eldest elder of the Wen family died, these dozen elders of the Wen family obviously regarded these two elders as their respect, and all stood behind them. And the elder was also the playmates of the second elder of the Wen family since childhood. They supported each other for nearly a hundred years before they had their current status!

The Great Elder died, and the most painful thing here is him.

"You... don't... don't regret..."

Ling Qingyan's voice mixed with a tremor that seemed to be able to shake the soul, suddenly sounded again, making the dozen elders of the Wen family feel a little creepy for a moment.

Speaking of it, Ling Qingyan's voice gradually became smaller, and even the light blood-red eyes, which were originally containing light blood-red, are now getting closer to the thick blood-red, and the originally snow-white pupils have almost completely transformed into blood-red.

Shura's eyes are probably nothing more than this.

Ling Qingyan is now trying hard to resist the great pain and saying this! In his heart, although he hated the Wen family extremely, he was not yet at the level of being completely killed. Now that he felt the expansion of his power after the blood evil energy possessed by his body, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but speak out like this.

Even before, Ling Qingyan killed the great elder of the Wen family, it was not his own intention.

After experiencing this warm family influence, Ling Qingyan's decisive mood in his previous life also had a certain impact. Otherwise, why would he remind the dozen elders of the Wen family like this at this time?

"Don't look at him being mysterious and killing him, avenge the great elder, and ask the Wen family for bloody hatred!"

However, Ling Qingyan's words were not taken seriously. The dozen elders of the Wen family gathered together again and attacked Ling Qingyan in the air. The blue true power in his hand surged, obviously leaving no room for anything.

"Since you are like this, I can't blame me!"

During the turbulence of thoughts, Ling Qingyan only felt his consciousness relieved. It was more comfortable than before!

Previously, Ling Qingyan used his consciousness to resist the blood evil energy and completely controlled his body before he could say those two words. Now, facing the ignorance of the elders of the Wen family, Ling Qingyan was also ruthless in his heart. The cruelty of the previous life was fully revealed, completely retracting the resistance consciousness and handing over his entire body to the blood evil energy.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

The Netherworld Long Sword is now covered by blood-red weapons, and suddenly dances a sword flower in Ling Qingyan, who is controlled by the blood evil spirit, but it makes the air around it stagnate.

After the eyes of Ling Li's blood-red eyes swept over the blue figure attacked by more than a dozen elders of the Wen family, Ling Qingyan in the air still looked like he was still in the ancient well without waves, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

"call out!"

The Netherworld Sword suddenly turned around, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Qingyan's mouth. The Netherworld Sword, which completely contained the bursting blood evil spirit, directly crossed his body and swept towards the dozen elders of the Wen family in front of Ling Qingyan.

Scream! Scream!

The blood-red sword shadow, like the God of Death under the Nine Netherworld, could harvest people's names anytime and anywhere, suddenly bloomed among the dozen elders of the Wen family.

"puff!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The dazzling and charming blood flowers, mixed with blood-red sword shadows, suddenly floated up on five of the dozen elders of the Wen family. Then, when less than ten other elders of the Wen family dodged away in fear, the five elders of the Wen family who were hit also turned dark, and then fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, obviously dead.

With a sword of Blood Shadow, five blue-level warriors died.

"What kind of monster is he?!"

At this point, the remaining elders of the Wen family were suddenly frightened in their hearts, and they no longer had the intention of killing the young man in front of them. Those who could use such methods were obviously several levels higher than them!

"call out!"

However, they were afraid, which did not mean that Ling Qingyan, who was completely manipulated by the blood evil energy, would stop. Ling Qingyan, who was in mid-air, had a light flashed in his blood-red eyes, and then his body moved, and the Netherworld Sword covered with the blood evil energy swung again.

The dazzling blood-colored sword flower shook again at the elders of the Wen family who were still in shock and had not turned around.

"stop!"

A loud old man's voice mixed with endless anger, as if he could penetrate the sky, suddenly came from outside the Wen family's backyard, as if he wanted to stop Ling Qingyan through these two words.

The last old man who arrived was obviously the Supreme Elder of the Wen family!
Chapter completed!