C377 Bloodshed broken sword (1/2)

”Ah, it hurts, why does my head hurt so much? Could it be because of the sword? ” Ye Xingchen suppressed his pain as he quickly pondered.

The current Ye Xingchen was squatting on the ground, his hands holding his head, a heart wrenching pain assaulted his brain.

”Why? Why is that?” Ye Xingchen shouted angrily, and then instantly fell into a coma.

And at this moment, the Evil Aura atop the longsword enveloped Ye Xingchen, and then entered Ye Xingchen's mind.

And the moment he fainted on the ground, the Flower of Death in his body released a stream of death energy that flowed through his meridians and into the depths of his brain, devouring the Evil Aura that was entering Ye Xingchen's mind.

In the depths of Ye Xingchen's mind, there was a lump of grey, smoke-like object. Outside of the ball of smoke-like object was a blood red gaseous substance that was filled with Evil Aura, and the blood red gaseous substance was continuously corroding.

Although Ye Xingchen had already fallen into a coma, he was currently experiencing a life and death ordeal. In the depths of his soul, there was a wave of Evil Aura corroding his soul;

”Sizzle.” The blood red aura that was filled with Evil Aura continued to circulate and corrode the depths of Ye Xingchen's soul.

And every time the Flower of Death gushed out of the Death Aura, the Evil Aura seemed to be able to sense it and quickly dodged as if it could sense it. When the Evil Aura disappeared, the group of Evil Aura began their most violent counterattacks.

From all the signs, it could be seen that the Evil Aura were afraid of the Death Aura, or more accurately, they were afraid of the Flower of Death in Ye Xingchen's dantian.

Just like this, two auras unceasingly confronted each other and during this period, Ye Xingchen's soul was being destroyed at a speed that couldn't be seen with the naked eye. If he couldn't think of a way, then what awaited Ye Xingchen was his soul being destroyed as well.

Time slowly passed, Ye Xingchen's face became even paler, and at this time, the Flower of Death was also abnormally unstable.

”Hiss hiss.” The Flower of Death that was in the midst of a confrontation suddenly trembled.

At this time, a bizarre thing happened. The blood droplets on the sword slowly floated up, landing on Ye Xingchen's chest, and finally hidden inside the Flower of Death in his dantian.

When the sparkling and translucent blood droplets entered the Flower of Death s in Ye Xingchen's body, thunder suddenly appeared in the sky.

Just at this moment, an extremely majestic aura flowed out from the Flower of Death, and directly rushed into the depths of Ye Xingchen's mind. The Evil Aura that was corroding Ye Xingchen's soul instantly turned into ashes, and then, the Flower of Death calmed down.

”Rumble.” Dark clouds gathered densely and the blood-red aura formed a terrifying vortex in the area around Ye Xingchen. This vortex was like a black hole, continuously devouring all the blood-red aura in the surroundings.

Drip. Drip. ”Tick.” Suddenly, it started to rain heavily, hitting the unconscious Ye Xingchen on his face.

The aura in the sky became even more powerful, and the blood red aura within a radius of fifty kilometers wildly surged into the black vortex above Ye Xingchen.

Time trickled by, and with a ”drip” ”drip, the rain continued to splatter on Ye Xingchen's tender face.

BOOM! Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky. A blood-red pillar of light suddenly shot out of the black vortex above Ye Xingchen and directly smashed into his chest.

When the black vortex's light pillar smashed onto Ye Xingchen's chest, the Flower of Death actually started to move again. It continuously shot out Death Aura to stop the blood red light pillar from destroying Ye Xingchen's body.

Time trickled by, and under the guidance of the Flower of Death, the blood red pillar of light within the black vortex was actually refining Ye Xingchen's body.

”Ga beng beng.” Ye Xingchen's bones were cracking, and at this moment, his face revealed a painful expression.

His meridians were also constantly rupturing, repairing, breaking, and repairing. At this time, Ye Xingchen was suffering pain that normal people would not be able to accept.

With the Flower of Death as a guide, the blood red aura poured into his body and unceasingly refined Ye Xingchen's body. Luckily Ye Xingchen had the Flower of Death on him, otherwise, just the blood red light pillar would have destroyed his soul.

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. In the dark night sky, a blood-red crescent moon silently hung above, and in a strange area on the third floor of the Demonic Blood Realm, a person was quietly lying down.

The Demonic Blood Realm that had just had rain was covered with blood-red mud. Even the rain was blood-red, but Ye Xingchen was still unconscious.

At this moment, his clothes were all torn, and he was in a sorry state.

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen's finger moved, following that, Ye Xingchen slowly opened his eyes and looked suspiciously at the sky.

”Where is this place?” What's wrong with me? ” Ye Xingchen said with a hoarse voice.

After a long while, Ye Xingchen finally managed to adapt, ”This is the Demonic Blood Realm, I'm still at the Demonic Blood Realm … ”It's dark now …”

Ye Xingchen slowly crawled back up, ”Ah …” Ye Xingchen, who had just gotten up, suddenly saw that his clothes were already tattered and he was completely naked, and couldn't help but scream.