Dalian Shengjun looked at the boy in red and said angrily.
The many monks behind Dalian Shengjun nodded repeatedly, wishing to swallow the red death alive.
The red death is Zhao Yi, but he is covered with blood, not knowing whether it is his own or someone else's.
There was no expression on his face, and although it was stained with blood, people who knew Zhao Yi could still recognize it at a glance.
Zhao Yi looked at Dalian Shengjun, turning him into a killing machine, but instead of making a move, he turned around and planned to leave.
"Dalian Shengjun, he must be afraid of you, so quickly take him down!"
"Yes! We must not let his life become charcoal again!"
"This kind of demon, killing a thousand times is not enough to solve the hatred!"
"..."
Seeing Zhao Yi's actions, everyone immediately sneered and urged Dalian Shengjun to take action.
"That's natural, this kind of demon, let this saint hand blade!"
Dalian Shengjun laughed, his spiritual power screamed, and he rushed up alone.
As if feeling the hostility behind him, Zhao Yi's figure stopped immediately, a pair of red eye pupils, without the slightest emotional expression.
Without saying anything, Zhao Yi stomped the sole of his foot and rushed to Dalian Shengjun in an instant. Before the latter could not respond, he punched out.
"boom!"
Everyone only heard a muffled sound, Dalian Shengjun's lower abdomen was actually punched through by Zhao Yi, and the painful screams immediately echoed endlessly.
"Ah! Boy, I'm going to abolish you!"
Dalian Shengjun screamed in pain, resisted his injuries, urged his inner spiritual power to the extreme, and planned to use a Wudi-level move!
However, Zhao Yi didn't seem to give him this opportunity, a magic pillar appeared in his hand, and in a short time, it became huge and smashed at Dalian Shengjun!
"boom!"
Before Dalian Shengjun's ultimate move was used, he was torn to pieces arbitrarily. The huge magic pillar was smashed down fiercely, and his entire body plunged directly into the ground several miles away.
The blood in Dalian Shengjun's mouth was spit out like money, even with Shengjun's physique, his entire body was smashed into comminuted fractures.
"This is simply the devil, it will die here!"
Dalian Shengjun was panting, his legs and arms burst immediately, using some kind of secret technique to escape thousands of miles away!
"Haha! Red Reaper, legend has it that no one who is targeted by you escapes, look at me..."
Dalian Shengjun laughed, and when his figure began to disappear from everyone's sight, an invisible sheen immediately enveloped him.
Dalian Shengjun was horrified to find that the body he was about to escape was actually imprisoned, and he was regressing strangely.
The exploded limbs recovered, and even his body and broken bones began to piece together bit by bit.
However, before Dalian Shengjun was able to figure out what was going on, the pitch-black thunder immediately fell from the sky, blasting on the body with incomparable precision.
The thunderstorm overwhelmed the screams, Dalian Shengjun was bombed so that there was no ashes left, and the remnant soul naturally could not escape.
"Dalian Shengjun... was killed?!"
Feeling the aura of Dalian Shengjun disappeared, the faces of everyone immediately became very exciting.
Even a super master like Dalian Shengjun can't stop Zhao Yi, who can handle it?
"Everyone, run away!"
When they saw Zhao Yi's pair of blood pupils projected over, countless people immediately felt a numbness of their scalp, and they didn't know who screamed and began to flee wildly.
Of course, Zhao Yi is just a killing machine. When he saw someone, he immediately followed...
A few days later, news of the demise of Dalian Shengjun spread again in the center of the mainland.
Countless people's hearts were branded with the fear brought by the red death god.
Even a three-year-old child can stop crying immediately when he hears the words "Reaper" in red.
With the fall of Dalian Shengjun, the Chaos Demon Chamber of Commerce obviously began to be unable to sit still, and launched a crowdfunding campaign to firmly place the reward of the red death at the top of the reward list.
And the amount of reward is also the highest price in history, breaking through one billion best spirit stones!
At this price, even Emperor Wu is willing to sell!
Of course, despite this kind of heaven-defying bounty, no one is willing to take it.
After all, no one thinks of living long...
The dominance of the red of death, it took a full three months before it gradually ceased.
But at the beginning, no one dared to relax a little bit and was fully prepared to escape at any time.
However, the red of death seemed to have really disappeared, and no one saw him again after half a year.
All the talents breathed a sigh of relief now, but the dominance of the red death was still imprinted in their minds, and it could not be eliminated.
And such a peaceful life, another six months passed.
Under a certain silent mountain range, Zhao Yi was sleeping in it, his body exuding a dark green luster.
The evil spirit on Zhao Yi didn't know when it disappeared, as if it had something to do with the flashing green light.
I don't know how long he slept, Zhao Yi wanted to move his body, but found that his body was buried under the ground.
Zhao Yi's spiritual energy burst into his body, and the earth split immediately, and he took the opportunity to get out of trouble.
"Huh? My cultivation base..."
Only then did Zhao Yi realize that his cultivation base did not know when he reached the fifth level of martial arts.
He remembered that he was fighting with Heavenly Sovereign Sage at the time, and had no choice but to use the power of the blood evil spirit.
As for the memories of this period of time, Zhao Yi didn't know what was going on.
"I don't know how long I slept."
Zhao Yi shook his head helplessly, wondering what happened during the time he was out of control.
"Huh!"
The thought in Zhao Yi's mind flashed, and he immediately rose into the sky, wanting to find someone to ask about the situation.
"Huh? It's Elder Purple Star!"
Zhao Yi's eyes swept away, and he immediately noticed the old man Zixing who was on a mission, and immediately began to fly over.
When I was trying out in the Martial Soul Tower, he had received a lot of photos of the Buddha. Although the elder Zixing pulled him, but the Martial Soul Tower, he never agreed.
"Elder Zixing, what a coincidence."
These thoughts flashed through Zhao Yi's mind and began to greet the old man Zixing.
"Red Grim Reaper?!"
Elder Zixing heard Zhao Yi's voice and turned his head slightly. When he saw Zhao Yi's face, his eyes almost didn't fall off.
The elder Zixing didn't say anything, urging his inner spiritual power and ran away.
Unexpectedly, this red death who had disappeared for almost two years would appear again!
"Hey! Elder Zixing, don't run away, I have something to ask you."
Seeing Elder Zixing's movements, Zhao Yi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately accelerated.
"Damn! Why are you only with labor and capital, hey! It's over!"
Seeing Zhao Yi reluctantly following him, he sighed helplessly. Legend has it that he was stared at by the red death, but no one survived.
