Blood, anger, killing, hatred...

All kinds of negative emotions filled Wu Huang's mind. He was still hesitating, but he had put away the magic props he had protected before, preparing to experience the power of these negative emotions in person, and even opened up the power of artistic conception to contact the negative emotions outside. In this way, he was still hesitating, but these negative emotions were now aroused by the real emotions in his body..././

Mo Qianqian, who was standing next to him, suddenly felt a mess of breath on Wu Huang, who was beside him, and reached out to press his shoulder. Wu Huang turned around and looked at Mo Qianqian.

Mo Qianqian was stunned and stood there. Because she saw that although Wu Huang's face was not ferocious at this time, his eyes were full of trembling expressions that made her tremble from the bottom of her heart. It was a color that was redder than blood, no longer had pupils, and all the blood red in his eyes...

This breath made Mo Qianqian, who was touching his eyes, feel cold from the bottom of his heart. What kind of eyes were they? Ruthless, cold, and iron blood were not enough to describe the eyes at this time. They were eyes that could make the world and everything in the world tremble in front of his eyes.

"Xiaojiu, it's me, senior sister!" Mo Qianqian pressed his shoulder nervously and shouted.

Wu Huang's body stiffened, but soon, he shrugged his shoulders and shook her hand directly. His figure flashed and rushed into the group of beasts in front. In just a moment, his figure was submerged in the group of beasts...

"Uh! Is that boy crazy?" Seeing that Wu Huang was rushing towards the group of beasts, some people who were paying attention to Wu Huang couldn't help but scream.

"I guess it was affected by the negative emotions here. Have you seen his eyes just now, without pupils, all of them are covered in blood!"

"That's right! It's definitely affected by the negative emotions here, and it's no different from those crazy monsters!"

"Impossible! He is Jiu Shao Pavilion, how could he be so easily affected by the negative emotions here?" This was the rebuttal of the students of the Holy Academy.

"That's it! If he is really controlled by the negative emotions here, then why didn't he rush towards us humans and instead towards the beast group? This shows that even if he is affected, he is only slightly affected, and he still has a distinction between enemies and us in his heart!"

...

Everyone retorted while killing the enemy. Among the three little saints, Mo Qianqian was the most anxious. She knew that Wu Huang had understood the emotional mood, and therefore she felt that the negative emotions here would be helpful to his artistic mood. The Pavilion Master also thought so, and that she suggested that Wu Huang come here. But seeing Wu Huang just now, she regretted it. Regretted bringing Wu Huang here and regret letting Wu Huang contact the negative emotions here. She should have thought that he understood the emotional mood. He was so sensitive to the power of emotions that would definitely be affected by the negative emotions here.

The temple saint Lou Jialan saw Mo Qianqian feeling distressed, and the corner of his lips couldn't help but raise his lips slightly, saying, "Big Young Master Pavilion, what's wrong with Jiu Shao Pavilion? It doesn't matter!" She asked knowingly, which made Mo Qianqian hate her even more. Or even more regretful, and then did something out of control.

The white-haired witch Zhuo Menglan also saw the strangeness of the matter and also saw the struggle in Mo Qianqian's heart. So the corners of her lips also raised slightly and said, "If it were me, I would choose to bear it with him. If I love you, I will never regret it!"

This sentence, like adding fuel to the fire, directly pushed Mo Qianqian into the fire pit. She gritted her teeth and sat cross-legged on the stack of women's walls. An ancient guqin appeared in front of her knees, and her slender fingers gently pressed on it...

Dingdong—

Invisible sound waves were about to spread out in all directions with the sound of the piano. However, under Mo Qianqian's control, a passage was directly opened in the direction where Wu Huang was in front. She stood long and took a step towards the passage...

However, just as she stepped into the passage, a powerful force sent her back directly. At the same time, Wu Huang's trembling voice came from his ears, "Senior sister, don't come over, I want to start a killing! It's best if I can wake up. If I can't wake up, I have to rely on your piano to help me!"

Mo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, nodded silently, and said, "Don't worry! I will keep my strength!" As she said, she waved her hand and turned all the birds that were being taken into her and ready to attack her into blood rain. She flashed and flew back to the female wall again.

"Big Young Master Pavilion, is it okay for Jiu Shao Pavilion?" A student asked while cutting off a bird's head with a sword.

"Don't worry, kill the enemy! He's fine!" Mo Qianqian replied, then looked downstairs coldly and looked downstairs with Jialan and Zhuo Menglan.

She knew that neither of these two women had any kindness, and just used words to stimulate her to throw the students of the Holy Academy aside and let them die to save Wu Huang. She admitted that she could not watch her junior brother and beloved man in siege and remained indifferent, so she could only be sorry for her junior brother who entrusted her hopes to her. However, this did not mean that she could not see their conspiracy.

Since Wu Huang has nothing to do for the time being, we must beware of these two women secretly sabotaging the destruction and taking advantage of the situation.

The students of the Holy Academy saw that the Da Shao Pavilion was so calm, which was tantamount to a dose of heart-boosting agent, and their morale suddenly rose.

"Why is that human bastard so stupid? Isn't this going to die?"

Cang Yanyu also saw Wu Huang rushing into the beast group, and saw Mo Qianqian want to save him but finally gave up. However, her eyes were not as sharp as Saint Lou Jialan and the Witch Zhuo Menglan, and it was impossible to see that Mo Qianqian was pushed back by an invisible force.

The female guard who was dealing with the birds flying in the air with her back to back asked with a strange look: "Princess, why do you still have the leisure to pay attention to that human bastard! Didn't you just hope he died soon?"

"Yes! I have to see how he dies!" Cang Yanyu giggled, waved his bare hands, and a water arrow penetrated the abdomen of a bird that was unfortunately flying, and said, "But speaking of it, this hateful human bastard is not that hateful sometimes! Of course, it's more abominable!"

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As for Wu Huang rushing into the beast group, the saint of the Dragon Clan just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. The disdain was slightly raised at the corner of his lips, but he deceived others. Such a crazy beast group, even the saint of the Dragon Clan, dared not break in easily, and tore a group of beasts that were exhausted and madly killed.

What was it that he, a human, rushed in so recklessly, to die? He suddenly felt that as a dragon saint, he was really a little lacking in consideration for making a bet with such a brainless human being, and for no reason, weakening his reputation.

"Idiot!" When Wu Jie saw Wu Huang's figure being overwhelmed by the beast shadow, he couldn't help but sneer, and finally added: "I deserve it!"

Then he waved his great sword and continued his journey of harvesting the life of the monster.

At this time, Wu Huang's mind was filled with endless killings, and the Buddha's body was about to explode, but his mind was still a little clear. This is why he had shaken Mo Qianqian's hand away and rushed into the beast group alone. When Mo Qianqian wanted to enter the beast group, he said to stop her behavior. He was worried that he would stay there, and if he could kill him for a while, he would also kill his companions next to him. Similarly, he was worried that he would be unable to extricate himself from falling into these negative emotions. Therefore, he needed Mo Qianqian's piano sound.

At the beginning, he entered his emotions with her piano sound. At the same time, Wu Huang did not want Mo Qianqian to enter the beast group, because when he really started killing, he was not sure whether he would remain awake. At that time, Mo Qianqian's enemies would not only be the beast group outside, but also his crazy junior brother. Even if she could transform into a phoenix and control the fire of heaven and earth, she was even better than the Black Dragon Guard Saint, and she would be exhausted at that time.

In this situation, how could Wu Huang let her come in and take risks!

So, while maintaining a hint of tranquility, he gave Bubble an order and then pulled out the Demon-killing Demon.

After experiencing countless killings, the demons had become a demon sword that chased the red line. The two demon swords looked similar, both of which were very suitable for assassination, but not for the domineering soldiers on the battlefield. In fact, at this time, the dragon spear obtained from Aotuo using the bar was much more suitable. Although the dragon spear was very long and very heavy, with Wu Huang's brute force, sweeping such a large spear could almost be said to sweep away thousands of troops.

But compared to the dragon spear, Wu Huang felt that killing demons was easier to use. One inch long and one inch stronger, but one inch shorter would be more dangerous.

Holding the killing demon in his hand, the Buddha felt the murderous intent in his master's heart at this time. The sword body of the killing demon trembled gently and made a buzzing sound of swords. The Buddha was responding to the murderous intent of the master, emitting a look at the blood. In fact, the killing demon absorbed a lot of evil spirits, but he didn't drink much blood.

roar--

Wu Huang roared to the sky, and his murderous intent rose into the sky without any concealment. He rolled up the air with various negative emotions, and at the same time combined with the power of killing emotions from the outside world. At the center, a bloody stank suddenly soared into the sky, like a river of blood hanging upside down...

The stanley rushed away and the birds that covered the sky and the earth dispersed, breaking through the clouds, and squeezing the gray sky, which turned into blood.

"God! Look, what is that? Why is this happening..."

"The breath is as strong as smoke, as the pillars rushing to the night...this..."

The Black Dragon Guard Saint's eyes were flocking, his pupils shrank, and he murmured to himself: "What a powerful killing aura!"

"This...this is...this is the blood river hanging upside down, killing evil gods come to the world!? How is that possible!?" Wu Jie's eyes suddenly widened, with a look of horror.

"What is the evil god coming to the world??" someone asked.

But at this moment, the corner of Lou Jialan's mouth rose slightly and said, "Look, who is the figure under the red smoke pillar!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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