Feeling that the killing aura in his body became heavier and heavier, Chen Fan took a deep breath.

It seems that the incomplete laws in the body are slowly being completed, the feeling of being from scratch is indeed very good.

The monks outside were already in chaos, and they didn't know why the killing aura here dissipated so quickly. For ordinary monks, if the quality of the killing aura here was too low, they would not have to stay here to practice.

"I still need to improve my way of killing. What should I do?" a monk said with a frown.

But after he finished speaking, his expression suddenly moved.

It seemed that the concentration of the killing aura in the air slowly increased.

He didn't know if he had sensed it wrong, so he calmed down and sensed it again, and then a light of surprise burst out on his face.

"Here you back, the killing spirit is back!"

After he said this, the people who were still making noise just now were sitting cross-legged on the ground, all of whom were sensible to sense all this.

Many people's faces burst into surprise at the same time.

As long as they can give them enough killing energy to practice, they will not think about anything else at all.

Not everyone has to go to the end. Many people come here just to hone their own way through the spirit of killing.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged in his cultivation space, and at this moment he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"call……"

After he vomited a blood-red breath, he rolled in the air for a few times, looking quite cunning.

"You guys have done things well. If you continue to absorb them now, those little bastards outside will be completely confused." Liu Shu's consciousness laughed.

He was quite satisfied with the other party doing such a thing.

This is how practice is.

When the cultivation resources are fixed, everyone needs to gain their own status by competing for resources.

People with ability can naturally obtain more resources, and then the level of cultivation becomes more advanced. People without ability will be gradually eliminated. After all, not everyone is the protagonist of the story.

Chen Fan's eyes fluctuated slightly, and his eyes were still blood-red at the last moment. But at this moment, they returned to their normal appearance.

"I feel that my way of killing is about to be filled. As long as I obtain the true intention of killing, I can leave this place immediately." After Chen Fan finished speaking, he walked outside very consciously.

Many monks kept talking in the hall of the Flying Palace.

"What's going on? Why do I feel that something strange happened today? It was the flying palace at the beginning, and it shook slightly, but I didn't expect that the killing energy would stop supplying now."

A monk said this with concern.

Many people stayed in this martial arts arena just trying to keep their quota.

They don’t want to rush out and have conflicts with anyone, they just want to practice silently.

But such a strange thing has happened now. If they still want to practice safely, maybe their days will not be so peaceful in the future.

"I don't know, is it because the Flying Palace has existed for too long, or something we don't know has happened." The monk next to him also shook his head in despair.

This feeling of cold and hot makes everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

I was still practicing happily the last moment, but I didn’t expect that the killing energy would stop supplying the next moment.

Chen Fan saw the frustrated expression on the faces of those people, and she actually wanted to laugh. However, he had already got what he wanted. As long as this space was not destroyed, I believe that the concentration of the killing aura would not decrease.

After the swordsman in black appeared in the flying hall, many people focused their attention on him.

This person is a very outstanding newcomer, and he is very fast in making his name.

When he first arrived at the Flying Palace, a strong man in the middle stage of the celestial immortal died in his hands. In this space, most people are only in the middle stage of the celestial immortal.

According to this statement, it seems that there are only the black-clothed swordsmen in the late stage of the Earth Immortal, but they can actually kill most of them.

"This kid comes out. I always feel that this kid is a bit weird, but I don't know what's wrong with him." The monk who had previously made a guess once again turned his attention to the swordsman in black, and a light of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When the swordsman in black had not arrived before, the space was quite stable.

Now that this kid has come here, it seems that everything has changed, and things that have never happened before appear one by one.

If all this has nothing to do with him, he would ask himself that there is something wrong with it.

But he could not find any substantial evidence and he could accuse the other party.

Once he can find evidence, I believe that the nature of the audience will become boiling. It is the legendary flying palace, and it is quite difficult to absorb the killing aura.

Ordinary monks must be calm in order to inhale the red killing energy into their bodies. If they do this in a hurry and irritable state, they will definitely make the monk's heart extremely unbalanced.

As the strength becomes stronger, the easier it is for the inner demon to breed.

Human heart is a very strange thing.

At a low level, many people will not have very great ambitions because they know that their abilities can only do these things.

But when they gain strong power, their ambitions will increase in geometric multiples.

Because they know that they can do things they cannot do in the past, and they can also control the lives of other people in their own hands. The feeling of mastering the power of life and death is very wonderful. If they cannot control this feeling well, it is easy to develop inner demons.

This is how the killing energy is. After people inhaling this gas, they can easily have the idea of ​​fighting with others.

It is precisely because of this killing place that there are no rules and allow monks to compete on their own.

Geniuses are produced by competition. Which genius does not accompany the death of a large number of people? You must step on those accidents of worshiping geniuses and climb up step by step to create a peerless genius.

This is an even more ancient theorem in the fairy world, and no one can change such a fact.
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