The three foundation-building monks had almost no power to fight back in front of Li Qingshan, and were killed by Li Qingshan with one sword. Even if the foundation-building monks were like this, the Qi Refiners would naturally be even more unbearable. They wandered around in the maze and finally returned to Li Qingshan.

The last sword slid through a Qi Refiner's throat, bringing a scarlet blood flower.

Since then, all the minions sent by Si Qing were killed. Li Qingshan felt a sense of pleasure in his heart and burst into laughter. His fighting spirit was inspiration and his murderous aura was flying, but he also unknowingly integrated into the dragon fighting arena.

Suddenly, the entire dragon fighting arena trembled.

Li Qingshan laughed and saw that the blood in the sky became more and more intense, completely transforming from the original blue into blood red, slowly rotating, forming a blood-colored vortex that continued to spread to all directions until the entire sky filled.

From the deepest part of the vortex, a shout that could not be heard with my ears, and I could only feel it with my heart.

It seemed as if a million troops were fighting bloody in the wilderness, without comrades, only enemies. No one was afraid or retreating. They could only keep waving their weapons forward until they fought until the last man, standing on the battlefield, enjoying this brilliant victory alone, and making such a hysterical cry to the sky.

Everyone who hears this cry will tremble in the depths of their souls, both fear and desire.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the tiger demon suddenly roared, and the desire for fighting and killing suddenly became extremely strong. No matter who the enemy was, he would like to fight with him. In the midst of killing and being killed, he would experience the passion of life. It seemed that this was the meaning of all existence.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and the spirit turtle released a calm and quiet feeling, soothing and diluting the murderous heart, and then running the "Demon Suppression Picture Catalogue" to let the demon heart swallow this unsuppressible demon spirit with all its strength. This is the best supplement for the demon heart. Only in this way can the tiger demon be suppressed.

"This is the power from the Shura Dao! The dragon fighting are transforming into the Shura Dao! I originally thought that if the war was calmed down, Si Qing could stop the Shura Dao Dao, but I didn't expect it to be refined by him."

Li Qingshan's heart was enlightened. He once devoted his divine thoughts to the hungry ghost realm, one of the six realms of reincarnation, and felt the absolute silence that shocked the heart, which was the inspiration of the entire world.

What he didn't know was that in the end it was his power that promoted this transformation. The combat intent and murderous aura emitted by the tiger demon was far more powerful than that of ordinary practitioners. It was the resource that needed most to refine the Shura Field, like a key. It opened the door to the Shura Field and allowed the Shura Field to arrive.

"No. I have to go back!"

Li Qingshan packed up the corpses and treasure bags of the Qi Refiners, rushed out of the maze and returned to the original arena. He immediately heard the sound of killing shocking the sky. The sound of chanting scriptures and the sound of zither were all blocked by the shouts of killing and could no longer be heard.

Thousands of Qi Refiners were fighting wildly, ten times more violent than the battle just now, and even the most basic idea of ​​survival disappeared. They waved their weapons to kill the people beside them, but turned a blind eye to the sword that stabbed at the vital points, and even if they died, they would kill them!

Even if the thoughts from the Shura Dao are just a little bit, they are not something that the qi refiners can resist, not only qi refiners. Faced with this situation, even some foundation-building monks became manic and ready to move.

The murderous aura soared into the sky, and the blood-colored vortex in the sky was spinning faster and faster. The fighting on the ground became more and more crazy.

A foundation-building monk stared at his eyes, his eyes filled with blood, and waved his sword and shouted: "Stop, stop, stop me!" With a wave of his hand, a golden arc light roared out, cutting off several Qi Refiners in half. Once he opened the killing ring, he could no longer control his emotions, rushed into the battlefield, and forgot to kill.

The situation was completely out of control, but Li Qingshan knew that no matter how loud he shouted or how fierce he was, he could not stop it. Since he could not stop it, he would not stop it. He was not a hero who saved those whom he knew.

As the vortex continues to rotate, the boundaries between the various fighting arenas were shattered, and various terrain was connected into a huge fighting arena, with hundreds of miles in length.

Li Qingshan flew to the center of the battlefield, stood on the Demon Suppression Tower, and greeted Liu Changqing and others: "Follow me!" Then he took back the Demon Suppression Tower and flew into the distance.

His eyes swept through the battlefield and saw a familiar face. Although he was stained with blood, it was still obvious that it was Hao Pingyang from the Mo family who was dancing the Huanglongtun light cannon to fight fiercely. A chain of demon suppression stretched out and rolled him back. He saw Li Long from the farmer, and he also pulled him up, so as not to let him die in a melee, and saved several disciples of the novelist.

When Liu Changqing and others saw Li Qingshan, they all seemed to have a backbone. While keeping their minds tightly, they followed closely. As long as the other monks were still a little rational, they hurriedly followed and rushed out of the quagmire together. Seeing Li Qingshan's actions, they rushed into the battlefield one after another, raised two Qi-refining men and tried their best to rescue their disciples.

But during the rescue process, they were inevitably attacked. Some monks couldn't help but fight back. This counterattack was like a fire and it was hard to contain it. Even the purpose of rescuing the disciples was forgotten. They were trapped in the battlefield, as if there was an invisible force that pulled them into this "meat grinder".

Although the power of the foundation-building cultivator is strong, his spiritual power is not endless. At most, he will be besieged by the crazy Qi Refiners until he dies.

Until more than a hundred miles away from the battlefield, Li Qingshan stopped and looked at the practitioners following him, only a hundred people were left.

The Qi Refiners were all unconscious and were knocked unconscious because they were about to attack and fight as soon as they woke up. So the people who were still awake were just over twenty. Everyone was frowning and frightened. At the same time, they were constantly suppressing the fighting intentions and murderous intentions that surged in their chests, which seemed very embarrassed. Everyone understood one thing, the practice path of Ruyi County was over now.

Li Qingshan was used to big scenes and could suppress the murderous aura, but he seemed very calm. He also called out the Demon Suppression Tower and threw all the unconscious Qi Refiners in. Although it was a bit crowded, they thought they wouldn't care.

Looking around, the Dragon Fighting Arena shows the whole picture, with glaciers, lakes, and deserts.

Li Qingshan's heart moved. Since the spirit turtle can be deduced in such a large maze, can it also deduce the operation mode of the dragon fighting arena and find a way out!

He also learned the most basic way of refining weapons in the Hundred School of Scholars. He knew that refining spiritual weapons means injecting various talisman runes. Refining magic weapons means engraving more complex magic arrays to form more powerful functions.

Li Qingshan immediately activated the spirit turtle and began to deduce it. An invisible and shadowy ripples spread in all directions. A starry light appeared above his heart. In a trance, all the glaciers and lakes disappeared, leaving only flying runes and circulating magic circles.

Any magic array is ten times more complex than that maze, and they are connected and influence each other, which doubles the degree of complexity. It is like a precision machine, and a magic array is a gear, which bites each other and rotates together.

This dragon fighting arena, which is capable of refining only by the Great Xia Dynasty. The mystery and complexity are far beyond Li Qingshan's imagination. It may not take half a year to deduce the rules of its operation.

After the shock, he immediately calmed down and went deep into the core of the dragon fighting arena. Since it was impossible to deduce, could he find the core and make the best efforts to destroy it?

Suddenly, he saw that at the core of the Dragon Fighting Arena, two forces were constantly fighting, competing for control of the Dragon Fighting Arena. One was naturally Si Qing, and the other was full of the silence of the dead, Li Qingshan was even more familiar with it.

"Mo Yu! Why is this guy here too? No wonder Si Qing doesn't care about causing trouble for me!" It is of course a joy to see the enemy fighting to the death, but no matter which enemy this "Shura Field" falls into the hands of him, I'm afraid the first person to deal with is him, which is not worth being happy.

"However, this may be a good opportunity!"

Li Qingshan's eyes flashed, and he didn't disturb them. He took his patience and waited until they were exhausted.

Seeing Li Qingshan looking into the distance in a daze, Hua Chenglu asked, "Brother Li, what should we do now?"

Seeing that although her face showed anxiety, Li Qingshan could still maintain a considerable calmness. The effect of enlightenment was indeed amazing. Otherwise, based on her original nature, she would have been knocked unconscious and threw it into the Demon-Suppressing Tower. She smiled and said, "Anyway, there is no danger now, so wait and see!"

The influence of the Shura Field has also been considered a point, and it will not cause the foundation-building monks to fight wildly. Of course, the premise is that they can no longer fight with others. It is best not to even look at it or think about it. It seems that everyone has lust in their hearts. If they watch the "fairy fight" with their own eyes, this lust will be easily triggered, and on the contrary, it will be easier to control.

Hua Chenglu felt relieved when she saw his relaxed smile.

"When this is completely transformed into a Shura field, I'm afraid Asura will come!"

Han Tieyi suddenly spoke, his armor was damaged, but he still looked as cold as cold iron, standing there as straight as the spear in his hand. However, deep in his eyes, there were also blazing flames. As a military disciple who pursued the way of killing, the impact of this Shura field on him was not so great.

The practice of military strategists pays great attention to the training of will, and on the battlefield, veterans are naturally more likely to stay calm than new soldiers. Moreover, the breath that permeates here makes him feel a sense of intimacy. The Shura Taoist is the destination that all military strategists seek.

Only a real warrior can avoid the judgment of the hell path and start an endless battle in the Shura path. Of course, this is probably no different from hell torture for ordinary people.

My father is in the Shura field of the Great General King, and my uncle is now fighting somewhere in the Shura Dao! Following the footsteps of his father, although his heart is burning with fighting spirit, there is a different kind of peace.
Chapter completed!