Shura God Emperor

Zhang Fan's home was in a relatively remote part of the city. Entering a room, Xiao Yu smelled a strong smell of medicinal materials, and he also found a pale, faint middle-aged man lying on the bed.

Needless to say, he knew that this person was really Zhang Fan's sick father.

"father……"

Zhang Fan's eyes were a little flushed, he immediately jumped up and shouted: "Father..."

Xiao Yu frowned and asked, "Xiao Fan, how long has your father been in a coma?"

"I was in a coma only this month. I saw the doctor and said I don't know what kind of illness..." Zhang Fan was sobbing.

"You get away, let me see."

Zhang Fan stepped aside, Xiao Yu stepped forward and took a deep breath.

In fact, when he came in just now, he found that this middle-aged man had an unusual and weird power inside, which seemed to be eroding the breath of life.

This kind of breath is surprisingly similar to those people he met at the inn!

This shows that the reason why Zhang Fan's body has this kind of breath is not a disease, but a phenomenon of erosion.

With a movement of Xiao Yu's mind, he released a trace of spiritual power in the sea of ​​Qi and entered the middle-aged man's body to probe.

But just at this moment, a strange scene appeared. A large blood-red claws suddenly burst out of the middle-aged man's body, which suddenly smashed Xiao Yu's spiritual power.

Xiao Yu's thoughts were immediately drawn out, his expression slightly moved.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan was also slightly surprised.

Xiao Yu frowned deeply and did not answer.

This energy is terrible!

The energy in it was the weird and fierce energy that Xiao Yu had seen before, and it was far more terrifying than those in the inn.

"What kind of energy is this?"

This kind of energy is not like the darkness devoured by the power of the Buddha, nor is it like the deathless emptiness of the power of Shura, but like...

"Yes, it's the breath of the corpse!"

Xiao Yu had never encountered this kind of breath, which made him feel very puzzled and strange.

"Brother Yu, what happened to my father?" Zhang Fan said worriedly.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry." Xiao Yu said comfortingly.

Because he can only say that, you must know how profound his spiritual power is, but even so, it is still an instant offensive that cannot hold the corpse power inside.

This time, Xiao Yu felt that Shura's power was used.

The Shura **** pattern suddenly appeared on his arm. Although Zhang Fan couldn't see it, Zhang Fan's eyes were dull.

"What kind of breath is this? What a strange feeling?"

It was Xiao Yu's turn to be surprised. Ordinary people, not cultivators, couldn't feel the breath of the **** pattern, but Zhang Fan felt it because of the emergence and urging of the **** pattern.

Although he was weird in his heart, Xiao Yu didn't think so much. The top priority now is to use his even stronger Asura power to detect what kind of power is in this middle-aged person!

"boom!"

This time it was not the tentative one of the previous one. Xiao Yu urged a part of Shura's power, and instantly poured into the middle-aged person.

The power of Shura immediately turned into a beast with red and black energy intertwined.

The blood-red power of the corpse turned into a sharp claw again and slapped it directly.

"Want to come? No way!"

Xiao Yu sneered in his heart, his thoughts spurred, and only heard a loud "roar", the beast turned into by Shura's power suddenly opened its blood basin and swallowed the sharp claws for a long time like swallowing the sky!