Li Rui kept walking, leaving a thick layer of broken limbs and wings behind him.
When he wasn't paying attention, the blood crystal sword kept absorbing the blood threads, and its color became more and more demonic.
Gradually, Li Rui noticed the change. The feeling of the sword cutting through the skin, flesh, and bones became lighter and smoother.
What was going on?
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the blood of the corpses that had been cut by the blood crystal sword seemed to be missing a trace of essence!
The blood God bead between his eyebrows was slightly hot, as if it was brewing a mysterious aura.
The blood God bead was recovering!
With this realization in his heart, Li Rui sighed and felt that this killing had even turned into enjoyment.
It felt so comfortable!
Not far from him, Huang juncai and Luo Li were looking at each other.
"Little Li ... Is he on chicken blood?"
"The captain has become stronger again!"
