"White-clothed Shura, you are too busy with it. This is the territory of the ghost clan. In our territory, do you still need to interfere in what we do?"

At the front, the Ice Prison Lord in a white robe spoke.

"Master of Ice Prison, why bother with him? Let's join forces today to kill this beast. In addition, you have seen it just now. The restriction of the God of the Underworld is extremely strong, which is a barrier formed by divine power. Even his sword energy cannot do anything. No matter how powerful the mortals are, they will never be able to compete with the gods."

On the other side, the general of the Ghost Clan couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted directly.

"Princess, you have also heard that you should complete the sacrifice as soon as possible. Please give up the true body of the God of the Underworld!"

The last sentence was said to Zhao Qingluo, the ghost princess on the altar of the God of the Underworld.

"boom!"

Responding to the general of the Ghost Clan was a roar, and waves of increasingly intense aura of death continued to emanate from the depths of the Altar of the God of the Underworld, and more and more strange black divine texts appeared on the outer restrictions of the God of the Underworld.

Those words are ancient and mysterious, and exudes a strong sense of death, which obviously does not belong to the world of the living.

——It is obvious that as the ritual progressed, even the outermost restriction of the God of the Underworld was greatly strengthened.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts are banned, go!"

At the same time, it seemed that the time was ripe. The general of the Ghost Clan waved the black sword more than ten feet long in his hand, took the lead, and rushed towards the White-clothed Shura. Almost at the same time, some other Ghost Clan powerhouses led by the Ice Prison Master also rushed out and attacked the White-clothed Shura again.

"careful"

Chen Shaojun stayed underground, with quick eyes and hands. He saw a famous ghost clan strongman occupies specific positions around the white-clothed Shura. At the same time, he pinched the magic tricks and quickly formed seals. A stream of dark black ghost spirits were extremely majestic, like a huge wave of storm, surging out of their bodies.

The energy that destroyed the world did not blast at the white-clothed Shura, but spread rapidly in a specific direction, forming long, straight black thin lines. These thin lines were connected to each other and quickly outlined a huge and complex spherical formation in the sky, and the white-clothed Shura was blocked in it.

Thousands of ghosts are forbidden, barrier!

Obviously, the ghost clan has also studied a special combination attack formation to deal with powerful people like the White-clothed Shura who are powerful and difficult to fight alone. Not only in the ghost clan, but also in all the heavens and all realms, there are such combined attack formations.

Because of underestimating the enemy too much, there are many peerless powerful people who are jointly killed by their opponents.

Everything was too late. Even though Chen Shaojun discovered it in advance, with his strength, he could not intervene in this level of battle.

But in just a short time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge spherical ghost energy formation immediately spread across the void, while the white-clothed Shura was completely wrapped in it.

Boom, a strong wave of energy burst out from the huge black sphere, and all the battles were confined to the formation and could not spread at all.

The general of the Ghost Clan and the Master of the Ice Prison also quickly entered the formation and joined the fierce battle.

At the same time, the depths of the ground have also changed—

Buzz!

Without any sign, a strong fluctuation came from the space channel at the bottom of the altar, quickly attracting Chen Shaojun's attention.

Chen Shaojun looked in the voice, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face suddenly changed.

The clone of the Nether God at the bottom of the altar was originally just a faint phantom, but in this moment, it seemed that it had absorbed a lot of energy, and its body turned from virtual to solid and three-dimensional. Although it had not completely changed, it was a qualitative improvement. Moreover, Chen Shaojun clearly saw that the clone slightly turned his eyes, and it seemed that there were signs of movement. This discovery made Chen Shaojun creepy.

"The clone of the God of Nether is really almost completed!"

Chen Shaojun felt a strong sense of urgency in his heart.

The unimaginable power of death was gathered in that split body. The terrifying level was enough to make any warrior feel insignificant. Chen Shaojun could not even have any thought of competing with it.

Because when the clone of the Nether God descends, it is impossible for anyone present to be his opponent.

What made Chen Shaojun even more uneasy was that the clone of the Nether God was just a dead object, and had no consciousness. But for some reason, Chen Shaojun vaguely felt that the clone of the Nether God was actually looking in his direction, as if he had already noticed his existence.

"Boy, look there, what is that crazy woman doing?"

At this moment, Xiaoshu's low cry came into his ears. Chen Shaojun looked in the voice and saw Zhao Qingluo on the altar on the ground at a glance.

At this time, Zhao Qingluo looked extremely strange, and a misty light burst out from her body, integrating her with the black ball in front of her, as well as the entire Altar of the God of the Underworld.

However, this is not the strangest thing. I saw a stream of blood mist gushing out from the skin orifices of Zhao Qingluo's body, and even the blood stains overflowed from the corners of her mouth. The blood mist rolled and floated, like life, all of which sank into the black ball in front of her, and even the black ball was dyed scarlet.

There are more and more divine texts with unknown meanings appearing around the altar, and an inexplicable aura radiates out.

Blood Sacrifice!

Chen Shaojun's heart was shaking, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The progress of the sacrifice of the God of the Underworld cannot increase so much. It is obvious that Zhao Qingluo is taking advantage of the advantages of his divine followers to make all this happen.

This method of blood sacrifice often costs a lot to use blood as a medium, but it seems that Zhao Qingluo doesn't care at all.

"Hehe, a group of idiots, do you really think you are the protagonists of this world? When the palace completes the sacrifice and summons the clone of the God of the Underworld, no one can compete with me anymore. No one can compete with the Shura in white clothes. There is only one way to die."

Zhao Qingluo didn't notice Chen Shaojun underground at all, and said to himself alone, making a crazy laugh.

"Boy, something is wrong. She seems to be really successful."

Xiaoshu faintly realized something was wrong.

Chen Shaojun didn't say anything, his eyes flew across the altar. When he noticed Zhao Qingluo's surging internal force, his heart couldn't help but feel a sudden movement.

Zhao Qingluo could not see anything abnormal on the outside, but the internal force in her body was as if a rushing river suddenly solidified, becoming much slower.

There are many restrictions on using the Blood Sacrifice method, and it is very likely that she seems to be unable to move now.

Chen Shaojun suddenly understood something, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There are advantages and disadvantages. Zhao Qingluo is dedicated to speeding up the sacrifice of the God of the Underworld, which makes her lose a lot of freedom. Since that is the case, he can't blame him.

"Xiaoshou, it's time for us to do it."

Chen Shaojun said.

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Shaojun and Xiaowa finally left their original hiding place, no longer hiding, and quickly attacked Zhao Qingluo in front of the black ball at an astonishing speed.

"Who?"

In front of the altar, Zhao Qingluo also raised her eyebrows and instantly noticed something, but what responded to her was Chen Shaojun's thunderous attack.

"Zhao Qingluo, take my move!"

In the dark, a loud voice was extremely cold and suddenly echoed over the entire altar.

The sound was not falling, and it was rumbling. A golden giant skeleton shone with its rays of light all over its body. It suddenly appeared out of thin air in the barrier of the altar from nothing. The golden skeleton giant stared at Zhao Qingluo with dark eyes, extremely incredible.

Almost at the same time, the giant spirit's long right arm extended out, and a red flame rose from its palm. The fragments of the star core magic weapon that were originally shattered by Zhao Qingluo immediately merged and rebuilt under the burning of the red flame demon earth flame, completing the sacrificial process at an astonishing speed, and the power seemed to be one step further than before.

"roar!"

With just a roar, the golden giant swung his arm hard, and the star core magic weapon that had just been sacrificed suddenly turned into a huge metal ball like a mountain, smashing it hard towards Zhao Qingluo's back with a thunderous speed.

The whole process was completed in one go, and it looked extremely smooth. When Zhao Qingluo discovered it, Chen Shaojun's star core magic weapon had already been smashed down, less than ten inches away from her.

Zhao Qingluo also noticed the crisis behind her at the same time, turned her head and just took a look, her face suddenly turned pale.

She wanted to withdraw and resist, but her hands seemed to stick to a black ball and could not move. In fact, Chen Shaojun suddenly started attacking. Even if she wanted to resist, it would be impossible for her to do so at such a close distance.

"boom!"

The next moment, there was a earth-shaking sound, and the huge star-core magic weapon in Chen Shaojun's hand immediately smashed Zhao Qingluo with destructive power.

The power of this attack was extremely terrifying. With the roar, with Chen Shaojun and Zhao Qingluo as the center, the endless destructive energy exploded in all directions like a huge wave.

The rolling smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the huge shock wave even caused the entire Altar of the God of the Underworld to tremble. Even the outer dome-shaped God of the Underworld was also affected, and it fluctuated violently.

The sudden movement immediately attracted the attention of countless people. Even the powerful ghost tribes above the Qinghuo Cave noticed the movement here, and their eyes looked at each other.

However, the chaos in the barrier of the God of Underworld did not last long. When the air flowed through it, the entire barrier was suddenly cleared. Several feet away, Chen Shaojun showed his true body and looked at the slender figure opposite him. Not only did he not have any joy on his face, but he looked extremely ugly.

Zhao Qingluo, who was opposite, was still stuck to the black ball and could not move. However, there was a circle of blue-black spherical shield outside her body, covering her.

Chen Shaojun's attack, when it hit the blue-black spherical shield, it seemed as if it had hit an indestructible iron mountain and was completely blocked.
Chapter completed!