"He was venting his anger, so every move seemed full of loopholes, but his fighting spirit had indeed increased a little."

Lin Changfeng answered, and he could clearly detect Lin Weizhi's changes.

It was obvious that something had happened to the other party. As for what happened, Lin Changfeng didn't know and didn't want to know.

In his eyes, the other party was like a crazy man on the verge of collapse.

"There is a problem with your heart of Tao. Do you need me to help you?" Zhang Bailin kept dodging Lin Weizhi's attack.

As a professional mind-cultivating user, he found something was wrong with the other party in the audience. After a simple fight, he was even more sure of this.

But when he said this, Lin Weizhi seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, his eyes were scarlet and he roared: "Who needs your sympathy!"

The fighting spirit on the spear surged again, and the spear, which was originally condensed with pure fighting spirit, changed a little, and a trace of blood-colored cracks appeared on the surface.

With his brows slightly frowned, Zhang Bailin also noticed this and muttered: "What's going on? This guy seems to be approaching the demon."

Just when he was in a daze, the tip of the spear covered with scarlet cracks came. When he noticed this terrifying force, Zhang Bailin hurriedly avoided sideways, but with his amazing speed, he still couldn't dodge and the Taoist robe was pierced.

The pure fighting spirit and a trace of demonic nature sting his chest, and his mind suddenly became clear. Zhang Bailin hurriedly opened the distance between the two.

He glanced at the broken Taoist robe on his chest and frowned and said, "What's going on? My words just now seemed to have stimulated him."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. It was originally just a kind-hearted word, but it seemed to completely anger the other party.

After retracting the spear, Lin Weizhi's anger disappeared a lot, and a arrogant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His scarlet eyes stared at Zhang Bailin and said coldly: "Are you pitying me? Haha... Those who pity me deserve to die!"

He laughed wildly with his head held high, and Lin Weizhi's laughter kept echoing throughout the Colosseum, and everyone was frightened by such laughter.

Even some people with low cultivation level have a chill from the bottom of their hearts, as if there is a demon in their ears laughing.

Standing slowly straight, Lin Weizhi tilted his head and stared at Zhang Bailin, his scarlet eyes flashing in his eyes, and said lightly: "You seem to be very strong, why don't we see who is stronger."

While speaking, Lin Weizhi slowly raised his other hand. In everyone's surprised gaze, he raised his spear and directly penetrated his palm.

The bright red blood dyed the spear red little by little along the tip of the gun, and Lin Weizhi seemed to have no pain, and there was a look of enjoyment on his face.

"I felt it, I felt it... this power is really wonderful!" Lin Weizhi's expression on his face was ferocious and distorted, and the sound from his mouth also made people feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing all the actions Lin Weizhi made, the elders' seat except Qin Huichen, Ye Tianxia, ​​Dongfang Han and the old ghosts stood up together.

"How is that possible! This is not blood..." Ye Tianxia swallowed his words back to his mouth. He stared at the old master, showing a questioning expression.

The other people also looked at the old master, as if waiting for an answer.

The old master just stared at Lin Weizhi on the ring with a smile and said casually: "Sit down, don't scare these children."

Several people looked at each other and sat down.

But their faces were full of worry. They were so familiar with this power and such moves, and at the same time, a name appeared in their minds.

Blood Demon!

But they all knew that the Blood Demon had been imprisoned by the old master and it was impossible for him to come out, Lin Weizhi's body...

The aura of storm swept through the hearts of several elders, and a hint of solemnity appeared on their calm faces.

"It seems not enough."

The spear was covered with blood, and the entire spear body was completely dyed red. Lin Weizhi pulled back his pierced hand and licked the blood in his hand obsessedly. Then his eyes flashed and stared at Zhang Bailin's neck, making a creepy laugh:

"Then start from here!"

The words come to an end!

He disappeared from the spot, so fast that Zhang Bailin could not react. The blood-red spear tip was wrapped with endless murderous intent, trying to penetrate Zhang Bailin's neck.

Just when the elders around were about to take Zhang Bailin back, the other party's body suddenly tilted back. After avoiding the fatal shot, Zhang Bailin raised his foot and kicked Lin Weizhi in the abdomen.

The terrifying spiritual power fell on Lin Weizhi's abdomen and turned into ripples spreading around him. However, even with such powerful spiritual power, Lin Weizhi stood still.

"How is that possible!" I was shocked.

Before Zhang Bailin could react, he heard Lin Weizhi's crazy laughter: "You seem to be surprised."

Looking up, Lin Weizhi's scarlet eyes were staring at him, a crazy smile broke out from the corner of his mouth, and quickly retracted the spear, aiming it at Zhang Bailin's neck again like a fish.

Seeing the other party's intention, Zhang Bailin tilted Lin Weizhi's chest with his toes and flew back quickly.

However, his speed seemed to be a little slower, and the speed of the spear descending suddenly accelerated. As he was about to pierce through his neck, he quickly turned his head to dodge.

His body flew back and stood far away. Zhang Bailin reached out to touch the wound on his neck, and a trace of blood appeared on his fingertips.

Frowning, Zhang Bailin's expression had never been so serious before. He shook his head and said, "It seems that he was occupied by demonic nature, so I will wake you up."

While speaking, he raised his hand and made a Tai Chi action. The spiritual essences followed his movements and then turned into a Tai Chi diagram of Yin and Yang Pisces.

"Oh? Are you ready to be serious?" Lin Weizhi was not panicked at all. He saw that the power in his hand began to increase little by little, and he raised his gun and made a preparatory gesture.

Blood colors gathered, and a bloody dragon head emerged from Lin Weizhi's body, and the bloody dragon head wrapped around the spear bit by bit along Lin Weizhi's arm.

Just when everyone thought Lin Weizhi wanted to use the move against Dongfang Ling, he raised his bloody left hand and pressed the bloody dragon head hard.

"You are just a nourishment to nourish me."

After the words came to an end, Lin Weizhi pulled the blood-colored dragon head off the top of the spear with force. In the screams of the blood-colored dragon head, Lin Weizhi ate the blood-colored dragon head bit by bit.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became crazy, and the blood-colored dragon head was howling, but Lin Weizhi didn't care at all. He still ate the blood-colored dragon head, as if he was tasting the delicious food in the world, obsessed with and enjoying...

After doing all this, the blood color in Lin Weizhi's eyes began to surge, as if the final madness was bursting out!

"I want to use your blood to deepen the color of this spear, haha..."

Amid the crazy laughter, Lin Weizhi took the lead in launching an attack, and the boundless blood covered the entire arena!

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