Chapter 605: Blood sacrifice to ghosts and gods (third update, please recommend)

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Under the influence of evil energy, all the blood of hundreds of thousands of killed animals continued to spew out of their bodies and turned into large blood springs to the sky. Countless blood beads as big as fists were suspended in the air, and the sky and earth suddenly became bloody. Countless evil spirits were attracted by blood and were constantly injected into the blood beads. The strong smell of blood filled the void, and the viscous smell of blood was like a tangible and qualitative thing, constantly drilling into the body through the pores, making the mint standing beside Wuqi scared that her face was pale and dared not raise her head.

Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and Cat Dragon looked at the countless blood beads in the sky and countless animal corpses on the ground greedily. The saliva of the three of them was seeping out at the same time. Cat Dragon was more particular about image. She took a handkerchief and blocked the saliva at the corner of her mouth. Golden Horn and Silver Horn were not so particular. They opened their mouths greedily, and their saliva kept dripping like spring water.

Ao Buzun also sneaked out his head from Wuqi's clothes. He looked at Jinjiao with fear, Yinjiao glanced at him, cursed a few words in a low voice, then looked at the blood beads floating in the sky, shook his head and shook his head and shook his head back.

On the altar, Princess Chengle held a bone knife and began to recite the complex and difficult spells. A circle of gray ripples spread around her, turning into a hazy light and shadow, and rushed straight into the sky. Large clouds in the sky several miles away gathered, and the dark clouds were rotating rapidly, and a large area of ​​dark wind blew out from inside. A shrill roar came from the cloud vortex, and gradually a hazy phantom came out of the cloud vortex.

Wuqi frowned. The ghosts and gods that emerged from the cloud vortex looked like a group of malnourished ghosts. Their aura was at most at the existence of the celestial fairy realm, and more at the primordial spirit realm, the Nascent Soul realm, and even the Golden Pill realm. He shook his head dissatisfied. Today is the day of the evil spirit. I don’t know how many families on Pangu Continent are holding sacrifices at the same time. Those powerful ghosts and gods are probably going to those powerful families to enjoy a rich blood feast. Where would they come to Donghai County, a small place where the first blood sacrifice was held?

"Damn it, I still want to grab a bargain from us so weak?" Jinjiao and Yinjiao flew up at the same time. They opened their mouths greedily, emitted a large amount of inspiration from their mouths, swallowing the little ghosts and gods who were carefully rushing out of the cloud vortex in one mouthful. Thrilling howls kept ringing. These little ghosts and gods from the outside world never dreamed that they had no benefit at all, but instead became tonics for golden jiao and silver jiao.

I am afraid that only Wuqi, the group of people in the world, will no rich family on Pangu Continent do such unbearable behavior - because the ghosts and gods who were called are too weak, they cook these ghosts and gods. Isn't this too fierce?

The wealthy families on Pangu Continent worship and respect these ghosts and gods. Even the weakest ghosts and gods can get some leftovers from their sacrifices. Only Wuqi... can't describe the actions of the people around Wuqi! You invite someone to the banquet and then cook the guests to the banquet. This behavior is too bad!

Ao Buzun saw that the golden horns and silver horns were eating and drinking happily. These ghosts and gods were the most pure energy aggregates. They also contained magical soul source power in their bodies. They fell into the hands of those demons and demons. These ghosts and gods were all materials for sacrificing magic weapons. For Ao Buzun, these ghosts and gods were all magical medicines that could greatly replenish vitality and quickly restore his original cultivation!

Opening his mouth wide, Ao Buzun also rushed out of Wuqi's body. Ao Buzun, who was more than a foot long and thick in his thumb, screamed, and a huge attraction came from his mouth. With the momentum of not being weaker than that of golden horns and silver horns, he frantically swallowed the little ghosts and gods flying out of the cloud vortex.

Ao Buzun moved, and the catfish couldn't help it. She simply turned into her original form and ascended up, opening her bloody mouth that was hundreds of feet apart, and madly devouring the ghosts and gods that had just erupted from the cloud vortex, but had not yet figured out the east, south, west and north. So the King of Xian Shengling also moved, and he also transformed into a flying dragon, swallowing these pure energy aggregates with his hands and feet.

Wuqi was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help it. These energy aggregates were of great benefit to him. The chaotic spiritual energy could even digest the lumps of earth and rocks, let alone these little ghosts and gods who had gathered powerful energy? With a long roar towards the sky, Wuqi used a magical power of magic to the sky and the earth. His body suddenly rose to a hundred feet in size, and his hands suddenly spread out. A black light came out of his chest, like a small black hole, crazily extracting the little ghosts and gods that rushed out of the cloud vortex.

The devouring energy of the chaotic spiritual energy of the Seven Profound Ascension Spirit Art is comparable to that of Golden Horn. Silver Horn and others are much more cruel. Wuqi took action, at least forty of the 100 ghosts and gods were swallowed by him, and the remaining sixty were the turn of Golden Horn and Yin Horn and others shared it.

Standing under the altar, Yan Bugui and a thousand elite soldiers of the Fengshangsi were blackened. Su Qin held his hands behind his back, shook his head and muttered: "The so-called rituals and music collapse and morals are decayed. This is the situation! You worship the ghosts and gods of heaven, earth, you just have a little weaker strength, so you swallowed them! This, the people who run black shops are not as cruel as you?"

Shaking his head, Su Qin suddenly laughed: "Forget it, forgot, I'm shameless this year. If these ghosts and gods are made into the Five Ghosts of the Sky Star, they will be much stronger than those ghosts that have been obtained after death!"

With a smile, Su Qin waved his fingers, countless extremely thin silver lights shot out from his fingertips, turning into a huge light net in the air. He picked up dozens of little ghosts and gods with cultivation of about the realm of the Yuanshen, and smiled and imprisoned them into thumb-sized spirit beads and put them into their sleeves. With this move, the little ghosts emerged from the cloud vortex suddenly became unlucky. Su Qin's big net covered a radius of hundreds of miles, and it was so dense that it was really impossible to escape. Those little ghosts had hope of escaping one or two from Wuqi and others, but with Su Qin's big net, it was really impossible to get to the sky and have no way to enter the ground, and there was no hope of escaping for the last bit of hope.

Yan Bugui's face turned black and he murmured in a low voice: "Rituals and music are broken, morals are deteriorating? Old sir, wouldn't you help the evildoer? Tsk, don't you talk about anyone, where is the better of us than each other?"

These little ghosts and gods have no effect on Yan Bugui and others who have practiced the True Body Art of Heaven and Earth. Therefore, a thousand elite soldiers from the Fengshangsi stood firmly and did not participate in this feast of sharing ghosts and gods. They barely retained a trace of righteousness for this world where rituals and music collapsed and morals were destroyed!

Nearly eight thousand little ghosts and gods drilled out of the cloud vortex, but were swallowed by Wuqi and his group and captured it. The combined power of these eight thousand little ghosts and gods is probably equivalent to all the magic power possessed by a medium-grade immortal, which is insignificant for Wuqi today. However, the huge source power of the soul in the body of these little ghosts and gods gave Wuqi great benefits. His magical cultivation was only slightly increased, but his soul strength was enhanced by three times unabashedly!

With three times the strength of the soul, Wuqi's current spiritual consciousness is enough to compare with the true first-class immortal. As long as he uses his natal true fire to temper and purify these newly obtained soul power, his strength will definitely increase a lot.

After spending half an hour and swallowing all these little ghosts and gods, powerful ghosts and gods finally began to appear in the cloud vortex. A ghost with six curved horns with white hair all over her body, a hazy body, probably with the cultivation of a top immortal, swayed out of the cloud vortex. As soon as the ghost appeared, he roared to the sky: "All... sacrifices... mine... you... get out of here!"

This is the most common scene of the strong prey on the weak. When powerful ghosts and gods appear, weak ghosts and gods must retreat and sacrifice all the sacrifices for these powerful ghosts and gods to enjoy. Once powerful ghosts and gods appear, they will definitely release pressure and drive away those weak ghosts and gods.

But this powerful ghost and god howled several times. When he lowered his head and looked around, he was stunned.

The altar was clean, and countless fragrant blood beads and bodies were waiting for him to enjoy, but no one of the annoying little ghosts on weekdays was seen. The simple mind of this ghost was a little overwhelmed. He looked east and west, but there was no one ghost. Only Wuqi and his group stood under the altar and looked at him with great respect.

After laughing dryly, the ghost muttered in a low voice: "Today, I am the first one to come?"

Princess Zhengle squinted her eyes and looked at the ghost and god who was about the strength of a third-grade celestial immortal. The bone knife quietly wiped the neck of a certain tribe of Zhenren Yaoyue. This person had the cultivation of a thirty-grade celestial immortal. His neck was cut by the bone knife, and the golden fairy blood was lifted up by the evil aura, turning into hundreds of golden blood beads the size of fists and rushed straight into the sky.

The ghost and god's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Use immortals to sacrifice? Wonderful!"

With his big hand stretched out, the ghost and god grabbed the tribe members of the Yaoyue Zhenren who slowly floated up on the altar. However, his claws were about ten feet away from the man. Suddenly, a dense black thunder roared out from the cloud vortex behind him, and a terrible aura pressed down from the sky. A huge phantom appeared silently behind the ghost and god. The phantom slapped out lightly, slapped the ghost and god's body and flew away.

"Get out!" The phantom just hummed lightly, and countless lightning and thunder roared out of the phantom's body, and a huge figure as high as a hundred miles was overwhelming. Because of his appearance, the vicinity of Donghai City suddenly became pitch black, and only the lightning that flashed from time to time illuminated everything.

Wuqi looked at the phantom with pleasure. This was a ghost or god of the Golden Immortal level, and it was an extremely powerful type. His body had not appeared in Pangu Continent yet, and he came completely with power projection. His projections all had the power of Golden Immortal level. You can imagine how powerful his body was. It is precisely because he was too powerful that he could not penetrate the stable void around Pangu Continent to come here, and could only come with the help of projection.

The body was shrouded in the black clouds, and the ghosts and gods who couldn't see clearly what they were like took a deep breath. All the blood beads floating in the void around them spewed up, and together with the sacrificial corpses, they sank into the black clouds. The dull chewing sound continued to sound, and a vague sound of praise sounded in the thunder of the black clouds.

Princess Zhengle held a bone knife and killed the tribe members of Zhenren Yaoyue on the altar one by one. Finally, she stabbed Zhenren Yaoyue's eyebrows with the bone knife, which was exactly the same as Prince Shanle's oath to revenge against Zhenren Yaoyue.

The whole family of Yaoyue Zhenren flew up and sank into the dark clouds.

Accompanied by a sound of praise, a large piece of blood spurted down from the dark clouds and injected into the bodies of a thousand elite soldiers such as Yan Bugui.
Chapter completed!