When Xingyan came to those remote villages, he suddenly felt an evil evil power floating in the air. However, when Xingyan walked into the village, the entire village became empty. Sometimes, some villagers who died of their vitality due to madness were seen. However, there were at least thousands of people in the entire village, but there were only a few dozen corpses. This made Xingyan full of worry. After all, with the concentration of evil power here, the villagers living here were either forced to transfer or all were killed.

Xingyan searched the village for a while and felt that the people here were probably not fleeing, but were all killed, because there was no sign of being transferred here, because some houses obviously had food that had been made and clothes that had not been sorted out. If it was transferred, it would be absolutely impossible to leave these things.

Xingyan did not find any clues in the village, so he began to search around. After all, such a strong evil power did not seem to be artificial, but instead seemed to be generated naturally, because these evil powers were obviously not contaminated by human emotions and six desires. If it was deliberately released by a person, it would definitely have some unique aura inadvertently.

Xingyan rode a snow lion and walked slowly around the surrounding valleys, feeling the flow of evil spirits carefully, hoping to find the source of evil spirits. After all, such a huge evil spirits could spread wildly in this area. It was absolutely impossible for it to be the result of accumulation over time. It was obviously bursting out in an instant, swallowing the villages within a radius of dozens of miles. In addition, the terrain here is rugged and it happened to form a giant basin. Therefore, except for some adventurers, no one would appear here, so this place would not be noticed by the empire.

"It seems that this place is definitely a big deal." While searching around, Xingyan discovered that some people went to empty villages again, and all the residents looked like they had evaporated from the world.

Xingyan stood on the top of a mountain, bathed in the gentle sunshine, and the originally rich evil power became a little weakened under the sun.

"You bad guys, I want to avenge my sister." Suddenly, a little boy rushed out of the rocks on the top of the mountain, holding a broken branch in his hand, and pierced towards Xingyan's back.

Xingyan easily avoided the past. When he saw the little boy attacking him, his expression suddenly became solemn, because the little boy who came into his eyes was only seven or eight years old, his whole body was wrapped in the power of evil spirits, his eyes turned black, and his consciousness was obviously swallowed by the power of evil spirits. Now it was just supported by a trace of obsession.

"Poor child." Xing Yan sighed slightly. He wanted to help the little boy remove the evil power in his body, but in the end he gave up because the evil power had invaded the little boy's heart. Even if he had the Fire God Flame, he could not guarantee that he could cure the little boy.

When the little boy was constantly attacking Xingyan, he was obviously exhausted, so Xingyan knocked the little boy unconscious without hesitation, gently placed it on the ground, protecting the little boy's body with the power of ice, and then burned the little boy's body with the Pure Fire God Flame. Strands of evil demonic power began to burn in the little boy's body, but the wisps of evil demonic power in the heart vein could not be cleared in the end. After all, the little boy was not a magician, and his body was too weak, so he could only leave a wisps of pure Fire God Flame to gradually dispel the evil demonic power in the heart vein.

"What's wrong with me? He obviously has no hope, but I will help him involuntarily." Xing Yan looked at the little boy lying on the ground with a wry smile and slowly left. His pure fire flame slowly burned in the little boy's body, looking like a wick, constantly resolving the evil power that invaded his body.

When Xingyan left the top of the mountain, suddenly some artificial caves on the mountain stream attracted his attention, so he immediately flew up and rushed into the cave.

The moment Xingyan entered the cave, he suddenly felt the strong evil power blowing towards him, which surprised him. Then he immediately walked towards the depths of the cave.

Although the cave was extremely dark, Xingyan could clearly see everything around him. The Dragon Ridge and Neck Gun appeared in his hand instantly and walked forward carefully. He could clearly smell the smell of blood from the depths of the cave, and could also feel a trace of resentment.

Xingyan didn't know how long he had been away, but he clearly felt the smell of blood in the air getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the evil demon was so strong that it was almost solidified.

When Xingyan walked to the end of the cave, he was surprised to find a huge blood pool. The blood pool kept rolling and looked like boiling water. The power of the evil demon flew out of the blood pool. A painted black scimitar stood in the center of the blood pool. The power of the evil demon wrapped the scimitar tightly. The scimitar was obviously sucking the blood around him. Every time, the scimitar would emit a halo, as if it was like a sleeping beast about to recover.

"What an evil scimitar, I didn't expect it to be nourished by human blood." Xing Yan looked at the scimitar in the blood pool and said with some disgust. The moment he saw this scimitar, he had already concluded that this scimitar was definitely an evil scimitar.

"I didn't expect it was you. It seems that the enemy is really a narrow road." A cold sarcasm sounded slowly.

"It's you." Xing Yan recognized the man at a glance because he was Xinghun. He used the essence and blood of the monsters to practice blood magic. Now that he appears here again, this blood pool is definitely his masterpiece. From this point of view, the villagers in the surrounding villages may have turned into blood in the blood pool.

"The last time Xiao Lu saved you, I want to see who can save you this time." Xinghun said with a fierce look on his face. When he saw Xingyan again, he instantly had a strong murderous intent. If Xingyan hadn't caused trouble back then, his blood magic would have been great, but it was destroyed by Xingyan. Now when he saw Xingyan again, his heart was filled with the idea of ​​killing Xingyan.

"Bloody rain day!" Xinghun shouted loudly, and countless drops of blood flew towards Xingyan's body like fine needles.

"Raiyan Fire Wall!" Xingyan immediately used the flames to condense a fire wall in front of him, burning all the blood drops flying towards him, emitting a disgusting smell of fishy smell.

"Breaking Wind Blood Slash!" Xinghun's body suddenly passed through the fire wall, and the dark red dagger in his hand slit directly towards Xingyan's throat.

"Flame Dragon Transformation!" Xingyan immediately used the Flame Dragon Transformation, and the strong dragon scales instantly protected his throat.

Xinghun's attack left only a scratch on Xingyan's throat, but Xinghun did not love the battle, but turned over and retreated and returned to the other side of the blood pool. Looking at Xinghun, who was wrapped in dragon scales, his expression began to become solemn.
Chapter completed!