The demons looked at the unresponsive altar.
On the mottled altar, blood marks were like deified, emitting dazzling blood light, swam rapidly on the quaint altar, like a blood-colored demon snake, wandering in the marks of the altar.
Over the altar, the rolling demonic energy became increasingly dense, and countless shadows were worshiping the darkness.
The carefully refined gods and demons were sacrificed on the altar as sacrifices. They kowtowed to the altar, chanting the name of the Zhulong Demon Lord, the sounds of ghosts and wolves, and chanting the ancient and mysterious demonic words, causing the darkness around them to churn...
The true masters of other demon sects looked around in fear, and always felt that there were countless pairs of eyes in the darkness, staring at this scene and responding to their calls.
This is the terrifying sacrifice of Jiuyoudao, and it is the most profound method of sacrifice in the demonic way.
The Yin wind and demonic energy swept towards the depths of the darkness, with a huge and terrifying aura, as if they wanted to communicate a certain will in the darkness and convey some information.
But this scene has been delayed for too long...
Even though the darkness was already boiling, the sacrificial master still had no will to take its offering.
An old demon from Jiuyoudao's face turned pale, raised his hand to calm the restlessness of the gods and demons, and said in a cold voice: "The sacrifice has changed. For so long, even if the Demon Lord is in other continents of Middle Earth, he should have heard our call!"
"Don't be impatient! After all, Zhulong Demon Lord is still a remnant soul. He doesn't have much time to wake up. Let's wait for a while!"
The faces of the demon real people were not good-looking. When things happened, the biggest backer suddenly disappeared. If they didn't reply, a bad thought would arise in everyone's heart.
"Even if the Demon Lord's residual soul is not awake, enjoying sacrifices is the instinct of the divine way. Logically speaking, no matter what state the Demon Lord is in now, it will trigger his instinctive reaction. Even if the will cannot come, the darkness from the Nine Nethers should have some feedback and devour the sacrifices... Don't forget! How did we contact the Demon Lord?"
The old man who was obsessed with anxiety.
The old man watched the darkness that was almost boiling by the magic sacrificial Technique, but was suppressed by an invisible constraint on the edge of light and never took a step forward.
He murmured in a low voice: "Why do I always feel that the Demon Lord is refusing to see us? It should be because I am thinking too much!" He just felt this thought, and he was a little nervous.
The faceless demon monk whispered: "Can it be a conspiracy from the righteous path?"
The old demon of Jiuyoudao said decisively: "Impossible. Even the three heavenly masters in the Taoist temple are like ants in front of the Demon Lord. That kind of power cannot be stopped by anyone in the Middle Earth. Even if those ancient imperial families move out ancient artifacts, it is difficult to compete with it. The Demon Lord thought that it would be much easier to kill an ant than to kill an ant. Why do you need to calculate? And why do you calculate on the Demon Lord on the other side of the Right Path?"
He glanced at everyone coldly and said in a cold voice: "Is it because you leaked the news?"
The Immortal Taoist said coldly: "You have all made the Nine Nether Blood Oath. With Nine Nether as a witness, no one can reveal it!"
"Maybe it's just the Demon Lord still sleeping!" Another old demon who said Jiuyou tried his best to keep calm and said, "The situation we waited for has been arranged. Even if there is no help from the Demon Lord, it is not difficult to get rid of the Southern Jin families. Maybe the Demon Lord just wants to test me... Everyone, you shouldn't want to retreat because of this little thing!"
The demon cultivators from the other eight sects looked at each other, and the demon shadow from the Ghost Crying Sect first spoke: "Of course not, but this matter is not a good omen! The people sent in to the Taoist temple are a hidden danger sooner or later. I am not relieved not to hold them in my hands!"
"Then let Sima Yue notify!"
The old devil of Jiuyoudao said in a sequel: "For us to take action, take Xie An! The others are not afraid of it."
Qian Chen and his wife stepped on the water of the sky and descended into the demonic land. There was a darkness around him that could not see his fingers. Only Qian Chen stood up on the fingertips in front of his chest, a pure white flame burning, emitting a little bright light in the darkness, protecting the two of them.
Walking in the vast darkness, there was only a little light. When I looked up at the Xingluotian composed of the floating island of the hanging mountains, I saw a slight flash of inspiration.
There is a different kind of loneliness around me.
The road they took was the continuous ups and downs of the mountains blocked by the screens that they saw during the day. On the mountain like a thousand-blade cliff, no one walked by, and opened up by the wind. One side of it was cliffs and abyss. Although there was wind passing by, there was no sound of wind in the darkness. It seemed that everything was swallowed up by the darkness!
On the other side are mountain cliffs, standing tall and majestic.
Even though both of them have cultivation, they still have some dangerous aura when walking here.
Qian Chen had to remind him: "Follow me closely. If you fall down, it doesn't matter during the day, but now it's night. Once you fall into darkness, I may not have time to save you. If you are too far away from me and get out of this ball of light, you will be extremely dangerous!"
Si Qingcheng couldn't help asking, "My father also explained this, saying that hundreds of years ago, the Yangshen Zhenren even fell into the darkness! What exactly is hidden in this darkness? So terrible?"
"Don't say it's the true person of Yangshen, even the true immortal of Yuanshen may not be able to get out of the darkness easily!"
Qian Chen was not an exaggeration. When Luo Tianxian’s weapon fell here, he was stained by Zhulong’s remnant soul.
And who knows what else is in the darkness of Jiuyou? If one or two demon souls of this level come to you, it would be normal that the true immortal of the soul cannot get out!
"The darkness here leads directly to Jiuyou, and anything can appear!"
Qian Chen explained: "In ancient times, when Jiuyou and the Earth Immortal Realm were most closely connected, many of the tombs buried in the Earth Immortal Realm would be eroded by Jiuyou. Some terrible ghosts and demons would come to seize their bodies, and even their own residual souls would be stained by Jiuyou Demon. Therefore, in order to resist the invasion of Jiuyou, they laid many terrible restrictions in the tomb, and even had subordinates and tribe members to bury them."
"And at that time, it was such darkness that invaded many powerful graves!"
Qian Chen raised the light and waved it to the surroundings.
Si Qingcheng suddenly saw that wherever the light reached, something in the darkness was quickly retreating.
Qian Chen took out the Tianluo umbrella from the magic treasure bag, and a bullet inlaid with the sword hilt inlaid with the Xuantian Star Stone. The lovely sword flew out and fell into his hand. Then the sword edge waved into the darkness, and a light sound was dyed with demon blood. The black blood stain on the sword blade was terrifying, and the blood-stained lovely sword edge fainted silently.
Something was wailing in the darkness, and Qian Chen said coldly: "Just you, you dare to surround me! Get out!"
He handed the Tianluo umbrella to Si Qingcheng and said, "Some demon corpses are just corpses attacked by Jiuyou, and they dare to peek at us. You can hold this umbrella first, and if there will be any changes in the future, I will also give me time to react."
After saying that, he covered the Tianluo umbrella on her head. Junior Sister Si's face turned slightly red, she took out the magic silver ring and the Yuanyang merit seal, and whispered: "Senior Brother, I still have a few magic weapons to protect her."
Qian Chen glanced at it and shook his head and said, "Those useless... Huntian Qingluo has already sacrificed the two vitalitys of Gantian Kundi. It has formed a world under the umbrella to barely resist a little darkness. Other magic weapons, use in vain, may attract more terrifying things in the dark!"
"Do you know why the alchemist doesn't use so much real fire, and they have to use the Candle Dragon Fire Spirit to resist the darkness?"
Si Qingcheng held his chin and said, "Why?"
"Because in addition to restraining this darkness, the light of other true fire god lights will only attract a stronger backlash from darkness. Some of the most terrifying things wandering in the darkness will come to extinguish that little light. Therefore, in this darkness, light is not safety and hope, but a terrible trap..."
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The demon cultivators of the Devil Cry Sect were walking in the dark in black robes.
Their black robes were stained with the blood of the last sacrifice, and with the help of the magic king's breath, they protected them to walk safely in the darkness. Even so, someone still disappeared silently during the operation tonight.
I don’t even know if he disappeared into the darkness or was plundered by other monks from the Demon Sect during the meeting in the temple?
The group made no sound, and even the cold and proud Tianqizi walked silently in the center during the day.
At this time, a monk walking behind and limped a little behind by the stone under his feet. At this time, he felt a figure behind him. He glanced at him with his own eyes and found that the figure was also wearing a black robe of the same style as him, so he felt a little relieved.
“…eleven, twelve, thirteen…”
As he looked forward, he subconsciously counted the figures in front of him.
"Fourteen, fifteen!" He also obeyed himself and the shadow behind him, and felt a little calm: "Fortunately I was not at the end! It was fifteen people!"
"Wait... Isn't one missing before?"
A hint of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart. He calculated again. Yes, there were fifteen people when he set off, but when he was counting in the temple, he was inexplicably missing.
Could it be that the companion who disappeared in the darkness appeared again?
The black shadow behind him walked silently without saying a word. He followed two steps to catch up with everyone, and the shadow behind him also took two quick steps and pressed against him tightly.
An inexplicable coldness rubbed against his back,
The sweat on his neck seemed to be moved by something, as if there was a person pressing against his neck tightly, but there was no air flow on his skin, as if the face that was sticking to his neck was not breathing. An inexplicable aura of fear enveloped him, making him look back again and found that the figure was still the same position as him, and was embellished with him neither near nor far.
"Who are you?"
He lowered his voice.
The black shadow did not answer, but instead attracted the attention of everyone in front of him. He could only tremble: "There is one more person among us!"
"Don't talk!" Tian Qizi warned.
The group trekked again, but the man who walked at the end always became his knot in his heart. He couldn't help but stand in place, waiting for the man to come up, but the man also stayed in place...
The two of them stared at each other in a single position. The distance between them should have even seen each other's pores, but in this deep darkness, they could only see each other's outlines. The others also stopped hesitating and Tian Qizi said, "Don't stop, let the person who stays behind stay where he is!"
As he said that, he continued to start and move forward first.
The shadow behind him hesitated for a moment and continued to walk forward. When passing by him, he finally couldn't help asking again: "Who are you?"
The shadow finally couldn't help it. A little blood lit up on the shadow's fingertips, illuminating the two of them. A young monk with a pale face looked at him, as if he saw a great fear, which made his face twist. The young monk said tremblingly: "It's the missing Senior Brother Can Yun!"
He looked at the fire in silence, and suddenly showed a strange smile...
Tian Qizi hurriedly turned around and said, "Don't light the light!"
Only at this moment, the darkness drowned out the blood light, and the two figures disappeared in the darkness. It seemed that the darkness around them became even stronger and covered everything.
"No matter what happens, don't emit any light." Tian Qizi said coldly: "Otherwise, even if you escape the disaster alive and wait until you walk out of the darkness, I will refine you into a formless god and demon!"
Everyone was silent.
After a while, the group continued to move forward, with fifteen figures trekking slowly in the darkness.
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"Senior brother, since it's unsafe to walk, why don't we fly over?"
Si Qingcheng asked carefully.
"Although this piece of magic land under your feet is also a solid land. It flies into the air and is wrapped in darkness. If you completely fall into the Nine Netherworlds, do you think flying forward is really flying forward?" Qian Chen moved the fire and the pure white true fire gradually became brighter, and it could illuminate the three feet away around it.
Qian Chen sighed: "The most fear is that you are flying and you find that you can't reach the sky or the ground, and there will never be another day of dawn!"
Although walking in the Demon Land is now dangerous, it is also in the Jinling Cave Heaven.
If they were completely trapped in the darkness, who knew if they were still in the Jinling Cave Heaven, or if they accidentally ran to Jiuyou?
Qian Chen looked down at the Xuantian Star Stone on the hilt of the sword. This magic weapon that had never been lost in the earth orifice of the Yuanmagnetic Earth, but now the handle of the bucket only points to the Candle Dragon Fire Spirit in his hand. This shows that the surrounding darkness no longer has the difference between up, down, left and right, and may even be chaotic in the past and future.
Once you lose the illumination of the Candle Dragon Fire Spirit and the positioning of the earth under your feet, who knows what situation you will fall into?
The Candle Dragon Fire Spirit is really extraordinary. It is a kind of divine fire with divine nature.
"I don't know when I can go to Zhujiuyin's small treasury to take a look..."
Qian Chen sighed in secret.
"He occupied the legacy of the alchemist and also had the foundation of the immortal Qin Luotian immortal weapon! It is conceivable that he pulled a hair, but it was probably thicker than the thighs of the Southern Jin family. It is hard to say that the treasury of the Southern Jin family could not compare with. As a result, the treasury of the treasury of the treasury of the treasury of the treasury of the treasury of the treasury of the Tang Dynasty. Indeed, there is no good thing in the treasury of the treasury of the Sima family..." Qian, who had looted the Left Canal of the Tang Dynasty, said disdainfully.
"Originally, I haven't cleaned the medicine garden for tens of thousands of years, and the spiritual medicines inside should be cultivated into the medicine king."
"But now it seems that Luo Tian Xianwei is still under management of those hanging mountain floating islands. The divine generals and Taoist soldiers under his command are countless, and the resources are always operating effectively. According to the information I read in Luo Tian World, a large-scale organ of Fangxiandao can be refined into dozens of puppets with golden elixir combat power every day, eight or nine puppets with Yin God combat power. Even top organs can be refined into an immortal Qin warrior with almost the power of the soul every ten years."
"After accumulating over millions of years, a cave world provides resources. How much money has Zhu Jiuyin accumulated?"
Qian Chen just thought about the methods of Xian Qin and the madness of those alchemists, and then he felt a little chilled.
Even if this Luo Tianxian weapon was damaged and failed to exert its 80% war potential at the peak of Xian Qin, as long as it still has one percent of the original Luo Tianxian weapon's production capacity. The war figurines, magic weapons, Luo Tian magic weapons, and war magic weapons accumulated over the years are all terrible numbers!
Chapter completed!