The sea of ​​blood surges.

Demonic power.

Chen Dong was completely immersed in the sea of ​​​​blood, with no edge in his hand, as if the devil came to the world, carrying the mighty devil power, and shuttled freely among the totems of faith.

The hand rises and the sword falls.

Totem of faith, died.

A puff of power of faith turned into bits of blood and rose into the sky, floating in the air.

There are hundreds of groups of blood light with the power of faith floating around, like flowers blooming, gorgeous and magical.

Chen Dong still did not devour it immediately, but continued to kill and harvest.

I heard Uncle Jiang's inquiry.

Chen Dong shook his head while walking and harvesting, making a hoarse voice.

"Not enough, not enough..."

His voice was hoarse, like countless gravel rubbing against his throat, but it revealed the ultimate greed.

His speed seemed slow, but in the sea of ​​blood, one step forward was as fast as lightning.

Those totems of faith who had been frightened for a long time were scurrying away. Even if their energy was vented to the limit, they still could not escape Chen Dong's pursuit.

The massacre on this battlefield was in stark contrast to the massacre on other battlefields.

Chen Dong is like a hungry ghost, always hungry, always maintaining the greatest greed and enthusiasm for the "food" around him.

Ten heads are not enough, and one hundred heads are not enough.

He wants more!

The totems of faith howled and screamed in the sea of ​​blood.

As a matter of faith, they should be high and mighty. Before this, they were indeed like kings on the battlefield, dominating all directions.

But now in this sea of ​​blood, they have become lambs to be slaughtered.

Can't fight, can't escape.

As the faith totems were killed one after another, the rising power of faith was more like a talisman, sharply deepening the fear in the hearts of these faith totems.

One sword after another.

A puff of power of faith rose into the sky.

Like stars in the sky.

Even in the sea of ​​blood, it appears clearly visible.

“How much does it take for you to feel it’s enough?”

Uncle Jiang's eyes widened, and his robes made hunting noises: "I know that you are completely rational, and you are not just killing people, but do you know that if you temper your demonic nature like this, you will have nothing to lose.

If you step on it, how dangerous will it be?"

Bang throat!

The sword energy flew across the sky.

A faith totem was beheaded again.

Chen Dong paused for a moment, then turned around suddenly, facing Uncle Jiang's direction, with the corners of his mouth raised, and a cold and penetrating smile.

This smile.

Even Uncle Jiang and everyone in the Jiang family felt a chill go down their backs and their expressions stiffened.

"Not enough, not enough, I want more..."

Chen Dong's voice came again.

However, Chen Dong no longer paid attention to them, but turned around and continued to harvest and massacre faith totems.

"Brother, is he sane or not?"

Mr. Jiang Liu's brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan", hesitating a little.

Almost at the same time.

Several Jiang family members also looked at Uncle Jiang at the same time.

Chen Dong's performance really made them unpredictable.

Uncle Jiang's hands dropped down and were hidden in his sleeves, but they were clenched into fists.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Yes, of course there is, but there are other forces urging his reason to harvest and kill. His reason condoned this force. Between the two,

We have reached a tacit understanding before completing this killing and harvesting!"

The faces of Jiang Liuye and others were extremely gloomy at the same time.

If it was demonic nature that motivated Chen Dong to carry out this killing, it would be understandable.

But Chen Dong's previous actions of leading the Suzaku Legion and his current killings all show that he actually has reason.

If Chen Dong is really rational and deliberately condones the demonic harvest, then he will be in big trouble!

With Chen Dong's current state, it's impossible not to know how dangerous it will be for those who are on the road to heaven after tempering their demonic nature!

Even if he has never set foot on the Heavenly Road, he always knows the triggering mechanism of the Thundercloud of Heavenly Punishment, and he can figure it out even from a glimpse.

However, Chen Dong did not stop, but continued to kill.

He knew the consequences, but still ran on this road of death!

"Kill, if you want to kill, then kill as fast as you can!"

Uncle Jiang suddenly raised his head, and the strong wind blew his hair and robes, and his facial features became a little ferocious: "This is destiny, you can do whatever you want!"

Boom!

Another sword energy fell through the air.

In a sea of ​​blood.

The strong wind howled and the sword aura glared.

Whenever Chen Dong's sword energy falls, a totem of faith dies, and at the same time a ball of bloody light rises with the power of faith.

Time passes slowly.

Inside Zhenjiang City.

The Suzaku Legion has almost massacred all the coalition forces of hundreds of ethnic groups in the city, and has regained the defense of Zhenjiang City.

While General Suzaku led his men to capture the last small area, he also ordered the re-defense of Zhenjiang City.

All over the battlefield, the totems of faith are still killing the reinforcements from all sides.

Even though they were trying to block the car with their arms, knowing full well what the consequences would be if they pounced head on, the reinforcements from all sides never regretted their decision to pounce.

There is no one left behind, only death can protect everything behind you.

Whether it is a soldier, a general, or a legion commander, it is all like this.

But where Chen Dong was, the killings still never stopped.

It's just this place covered in a sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, hundreds of clusters of dots of power of faith are densely hovering in the sky, blooming like flowers, gorgeous and shocking.

This killing speed made all the six dragons of the Jiang family tremble with fear.

It was at this time.

"roar……"

Chen Dong suddenly stopped, raised his head and let out a low roar.

Finally, stopped?

The six dragons of the Jiang family were always paying attention, and at the same time they were shocked.

Follow closely.

Chen Dong thrust Wu Feng into the ground with his right hand, and then began to make swallowing movements.

Gudong... Gudong...

The sound of swallowing with the movement of the throat echoed clearly on this battlefield.

The totems of faith who were fleeing in all directions stopped one after another at this time, watching Chen Dong devouring his companions. Instead of showing any sympathy or grief, they were actually a little lucky.

Gudong... Gudong...

As Chen Dong swallowed.

Hundreds of groups of faith hovering in the air around him surged up one after another.

The power of faith stretched into brilliant red lines of blood, and the galaxies rushed towards Chen Dong from all directions like a sea.
To be continued...