r18novel Chapter 341
Chapter 341
Puff, puff, two sounds of swords entering flesh sounded almost at the same time.
The white robe of the young man in white was stained red by blood, and Zhang Xiaoyu's black robe was also stained black and red.
Neither of them was moved.
After they sent the swords into each other's bodies, they gritted their teeth and took a step forward, inserting the swords deeper.
Crunch, the two twisted the swords with their right hands, and the sound of the blades scraping bones sounded.
The two stretched out their left hands at the same time to grab each other.
Snap, the left hands of the two were clasped together.
The young man in white showed a grim smile of conspiracy on his face, and then launched the bloodthirsty magic.
He had practiced the bloodthirsty magic to the extent that he could absorb the other's blood as long as the body was in contact.
Zhang Xiaoyu's palm became shriveled, and his blood flowed from his palm into the palm of the young man in white.
The young man in white laughed wildly, "Ah, hahaha, your blood is so delicious."
Zhang Xiaoyu also smiled grimly, and he opened his mouth to activate the cannibal magic.
Red smoke floated all over the young man in white, and the red smoke gathered into red ribbons and floated into Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth.
Even the corpses around him were floating with red mist.
Hundreds of red ribbons all floated into Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, and the scene was both spectacular and weird.
The young man in white was trembling all over. As the blood gathered on the surface of his body, his entire eyeball turned red and he could no longer see.
The young man in white felt the loss of blood and said in horror: "This, this is the cannibal magic!
Spare me, spare my life."
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't speak, and he couldn't speak either.
His mouth was swallowing blood crazily. So much blood made his skills grow rapidly. He soon reached the flesh refining realm and broke through to the bronze flesh realm in one fell swoop.
When Zhang Xiaoyu finished his practice, the young man in white and the hundreds of corpses on the ground had all turned into mummies.
Zhang Xiaoyu pushed the young man away and pulled out the long sword stuck in his body.
He looked at the mummies around him with mixed feelings. He had created a purgatory on earth.
He knew that he could never go back after embarking on this path.
Ah, Zhang Xiaoyu looked up to the sky and howled.
Since he couldn't go back, he would go all the way to the end. He wanted to surpass the Blood Demon Ancestor, he wanted to control the entire demon path, and be the master of the world.
Zhang Xiaoyu searched and set a fire to destroy the corpses.
The Blood Demon Mountain Trial would reduce the range of the trialists' activities every day, and anyone who stayed outside the range would be slaughtered.
Today, the trial range has been reduced to two miles in radius.
Soon, two elders of the Blood Demon Sect came over.
The two elders looked around and found that Zhang Xiaoyu was the only living person left.
The two immediately realized that the young man in front of them was the lucky one who had fought his way out of tens of thousands of warriors.
He was also the Blood Demon Saint of this session and the future Blood Demon Ancestor.
The two did not dare to neglect and bowed to Zhang Xiaoyu and clasped their fists, "Greetings to the Saint Son, please come back to the mountain with us to attend the Saint Son Succession Ceremony."
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded and returned to the Blood Demon Sect with the two.
The next day, the Blood Demon Sect held a grand ceremony, and all the giant demons in the entire Demon Dao came to watch the ceremony.
Zhang Xiaoyu, a little-known little figure, became a household name in the entire Demon Dao.
On a high platform in a square of the Blood Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Ancestor, dressed in a red blood-stained robe, sat on top of the high platform.
Zhang Xiaoyu, also wearing a red blood-stained robe, walked towards the Blood Demon Ancestor on the red carpet.
The Blood Demon Ancestor looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and did not see any emotional fluctuations in Zhang Xiaoyu.
The Blood Demon Ancestor nodded, "From now on, you are my Blood Demon Ancestor's disciple, the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect.
Come and sit down."
The cannibal demon in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind kept cursing, venting his hatred.
"This evil beast, why does he live so gloriously."
"He took everything from me, and I will take it back in the end."
"Grow up quickly, kid, and deal with this evil beast as soon as possible."
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Zhang Xiaoyu walked up to the high platform and sat on the large chair next to the Blood Demon Ancestor, officially becoming the Blood Demon Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect.
Yun Mengwu in the crowd bit her lip and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu on the stage with infinite glory, feeling very complicated.
If Zhang Xiaoyu didn't die in her hands, her martial arts path would be cut off.
She never expected that Zhang Xiaoyu would become the Blood Demon Holy Son.
How could the ordinary Zhang Xiaoyu kill out of tens of thousands of warriors? She couldn't figure it out anyway.
She hoped that Zhang Xiaoyu would die in the Blood Demon Mountain.
After becoming the Blood Demon Saint, would Zhang Xiaoyu still be the Zhang Xiaoyu who obeyed her and let her control him? Would he still go home at night?