Looking at the Yinsha coffin suspended above the blood pool, Yashapo's entire face became extremely ugly, and she knelt on the ground, trembling even more.

She knew that the Yinsha Coffin was a token of the Saintess Altar and a second-grade earth-level ghost weapon. Most people would not be qualified to use a magic weapon of this level without the handwriting of Her Majesty the Saint.

Seeing the Yinsha coffin was like seeing Her Majesty the Saint, so she knelt down and worshiped on the ground without hesitation, fearing that if she knelt a step too late, Her Majesty the Saint would be angry.

The woman in the black gauze skirt also reacted immediately. Although she had not received any news of Her Royal Highness the Saint’s visit to the altar before, the Yinsha coffin in front of her could not be faked, so she lowered her head and slowly knelt before Yasha Po.

Beside him, someone said respectfully: "Cultist Zhou Meiran, pay homage to Her Royal Highness the Saint..."

The two women were kneeling like this, and the surroundings were strange. Except for the sound of the Yinsha coffin absorbing blood, there was no other sound.

There was no movement in the Yinsha coffin. It was hovering above the blood pool, slowly rotating. It seemed that there was no one inside, and no one responded to the two women.

"Your Highness the Saint, are you really inside?" Little Saint Zhou Meiran asked with a suspicious look on her face as she looked at Yasha Po next to her.

"My subordinates don't know, but the Yin Sha Coffin has been sealed by the senior elders of Black Wushan. Under normal circumstances, believers can only lend it out temporarily if needed. They cannot use the Yin Sha Coffin to practice at all, but Xiao Xiao

Saint, look, the Yin Evil Coffin is absorbing the blood energy in the blood pool, and even the Yin Evil Energy underground is also gathering into the coffin."

Yaksha Po was so angry that she didn't dare to breathe, so she could only whisper: "This is the Yin Sha Swallowing Technique. This level of skill can only be performed by Her Majesty the Saint in the Southern Wilderness."

"Could it be that Her Royal Highness the Saint is practicing in the coffin right now?"

Zhou Meiran said with a surprised look.

"But, how could Her Majesty the Holy Lady care about the blood here in Powan Mountain?" She felt extremely strange.

"I don't know, maybe Her Royal Highness the Saint passed by this place by chance and became interested, so she chose this place."

Yashapo showed a look of fascination and said: "But no matter what, it is our honor to have such a noble status as the Saintess to be able to see the Little Saintess Altar!"

Although this ugly woman named Yasha Po has a ferocious face and an evil heart, she is loyal to Her Highness the Saint.

"Humph..." The little saint Zhou Meiran was a little reluctant.

After killing so many people, she finally accumulated some blood essence and built this blood pool. She originally planned to enjoy it herself, but she didn't expect to make a wedding dress for others.

Even though the person lying in Yinsha's coffin might really be Her Majesty the Saint, she was still somewhat dissatisfied because her beloved things were taken away.

"When does she plan to absorb it..."

The little saint Zhou Meiran muttered with a cold face.

Yasha Po smiled bitterly, her cheeks sewn together with her cheeks looked particularly sinister, but she did not dare to get up and could only keep kneeling.

But this kneeling lasted for more than two hours, and I saw that the essence and blood in the blood pool was almost being sucked dry, and even the evil power that enveloped this place was about to dry up.

The little saint Zhou Meiran finally couldn't kneel anymore and stood up directly with an angry look on her face.

"Little Saint, what are you doing?"

Yasha Po was startled.

"Your Highness the Saint!"

Zhou Meiran ignored her, but cupped her hands and shouted loudly.

Seeing that no one responded to her in the Yinsha coffin, Zhou Meiran clenched her jade fist: "Your Highness, it's almost done. I have been cultivating the essence and blood in this blood pool for three years, and now you are silent."

I want to take them all away, and my subordinates really can’t accept it!”

She couldn't bear it anymore.

She also has many connections in the Headquarters of Black Wushan Mountain. Although she is under the Saintess, she chose to build the small Saintess Altar here in order to get rid of the control of the Headquarters to a certain extent and have some freedom.

What's more, she calls herself a little saint, and it can be seen that she has an arrogance in her bones that refuses to obey the authority. Even if Yasha Po keeps blocking her, she still wants to ask for an explanation from the saint.

"Little Saint, no!"

Yakshapo became anxious and quickly stood up to dissuade Zhou Meiran.

At this moment, the Yinsha coffin suddenly stopped rotating, and the rising column of blood suddenly dissipated in mid-air.

I saw that the blood pool was clear again, no longer thick and thick blood.

Two rays of blood were suddenly released from the coffin, directly covering Zhou Meiran and Yakshapo.

"Oh no, Your Highness the Saint is angry!" Yasha Po was so frightened that she lost her mind. She felt that the blood was covering her body, as if it was draining all the blood from her body. She quickly begged for mercy: "Your Highness the Saint, please spare your life, please spare your life!"

She couldn't compete with this method at all, and she didn't dare to compete.

Zhou Meiran gritted her teeth tightly, and the fair skin on her face gradually shriveled up, wrinkles appeared, and her eye sockets began to sunk, making her look older in an instant, as if she was in her twenties.

"Your Highness the Saint, you actually want to take our blood!" She was extremely uncomfortable and gritted her teeth.

At this moment, she finally couldn't bear it any longer. Her skinny palms, like dry branches, suddenly bent into the shape of claws and struck hard at the Yin Sha coffin in the air. Five bloody claws flashed out in the air and struck directly at the Yin Sha coffin.

On the coffin!

Boom-!

Five claw marks appeared on the Yin Sha coffin, but soon, these five claw marks slowly disappeared, as if the material of the coffin was very hard and unbreakable!

However, this claw awakened the person in the coffin!

The coffin board suddenly opened.

Both Yashapo and Zhou Meiran were pale. Although Zhou Meiran had shouted loudly just now, the moment Her Royal Highness the Saint came out of the coffin, she still couldn't suppress the trembling in her heart.

However, soon, their eyes suddenly became stiff.

The Yinsha coffin landed on the ground and floated on the pool. Inside the coffin, a figure in black jumped up. Then, what they saw was a handsome but extremely cold face.

Ye Wuzong rushed up, clasped his hands, looked at the two of them with cold eyes, then tiptoed, slowly fell down, and stood on top of the Yin Sha coffin.

On his forehead, there were three bright blue marks. They disappeared in a flash. The blue was very rich, followed by three blue air pillars that rose up but slowly dissipated in mid-air.

The third level peak of the Martial Spirit Realm.

"After all, the blood in these evil warriors is impure. Otherwise, how could the God-killing Sword only open fifty inches? Not even one foot!"

Ye Wujie said calmly with a cold face.

He originally planned to directly cultivate the second level of the Nine Mysterious Sword Manual, 'Hundred Swords Chaozong', to the middle stage. Unfortunately, the blood energy absorbed this time only allowed the sword body of the 'Nine Nether God-killing Sword' to be unlocked by fifty inches.

Seals on the left and right.

Without opening any extra soul veins, he could only stop here.

Ye Wujiang is now a true master of swordsmanship, and the master in his eyes is not a master in the ordinary sense...

"You, who are you!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the sharp shouts of Zhou Meiran and Yasha Po rang out in the underground rock secret room.

Ye Wujie's pupils focused, staring at the two of them coldly, and said: "The cultists of the Black Wushan Branch? It seems that this Yinsha Blood Pool was created by you!"

"You haven't answered my question yet!"
Chapter completed!