At this moment, the danger to Lord Jiuyouming in his mind was far greater than the threat of being chased by Xue Zhenzi and Xueyinzi.
Especially the strong pressure that those who obey me will live and those who go against me will die, it makes Xia Chen's heart beat so fast that it almost jumps out of his chest. Needless to say, if such a bloodthirsty creature is really projected here, what will happen to anyone?
Say, it's all a disaster.
Xia Chen gritted his teeth. This was indeed none of his business. His goal had been achieved and he could leave now.
But an indescribable feeling filled his mind, causing him to suddenly do something that even he couldn't believe.
Boom! He slashed hard with his right hand, and the sky-splitting edge instantly turned into a blazing sword light, cutting the nine cauldrons on the altar into pieces and cutting off the green flames twisted into a rope.
At the moment of the cutting, a thunderous explosion suddenly came from the sky above the main altar, as if something cracked. The green silk thread bent toward the southeast suddenly retracted, causing the eighty-one cauldrons to shake violently, as high as
The tens of feet of sacrificial walls cracked and fell down.
Seeing this scene, the seven ancestors of the Yuan family were stunned, and then they all roared in disbelief.
"This bastard actually cut off the connection between the main altar and the superior altar. Without the power of the sacrifice to be transmitted, how can Mr. Jiuyou Mingjun project over?"
"Is Zihui crazy? Lao Qi, can you move the projection to the main altar? Quickly..."
"It can't be done. The projection has already landed over there and it can't be stopped. It's over. Lord Jiuyou Ming will definitely be very angry."
"Go quickly, let's go over quickly and reconnect the superior altar with the main altar. It might still be too late. What's going on with this bastard boy?"
The seven ancestors were as crazy as demons, shouting and turning into escaping light, and flew towards the direction of the altar where Xia Chen was.
Without the power transmitted by the altar, the ripples in the space instantly slowed down. They were originally as black as ink, and then slowly began to fade, turning towards their original colorless and transparent direction.
The extremely angry mental fluctuations came out of the void and turned into thunder as if they were real: "Damn little bug, how dare you prevent my projection from coming? I remember you, not your disguised appearance. It's your soul.
breath……"
Xia Chen's face was extremely pale, and every word he spoke was like a heavy blow to his body.
In particular, the bloody and powerful will is more like an eagle soaring high in the sky. It stares indifferently at the cowering and trembling grass rabbit on the ground, and there is a coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow.
He actually saw through at a glance the disguise that even a seventh-level magical monk couldn't see through. This time he was really in big trouble.
Xia Chen took a few steps back and said loudly: "Dear Lord Jiuyouming, I don't mean to be against you, but you do not belong to this world, and your attitude in coming to this world is very unfriendly. We do not welcome you.
Please go back."
Jiuyou Mingjun's fluctuations immediately turned into a burst of unpleasant noise. It seemed to express anger, but also seemed to express ridicule.
"I, Lord Jiuyouming, am not an existence that you can summon and leave immediately. It is you who must ask me to come. What's more, I have left my mark on this world. I will not give up on the weak world.
of"
Xia Chen said loudly: "I did not let your projection come, nor do I want you to come. The actions of others cannot represent my actions. And I believe that apart from madmen, there are not many people in this world who want you to come. Lord Jiuyouming
, if this is your true face, then you have deceived the monk who is communicating with you."
He has vaguely understood that I am afraid that Lord Jiuyouming is also an extremely cunning guy. Otherwise, with such a bloodthirsty and cruel will, how could the seven ancestors of the original family let him come and set him on fire?
Jiuyou Mingjun's mental fluctuations came, but they were much weaker and no longer oppressed in a substantial way: "Little insect, whether I came or deceived you, it has nothing to do with you. You stopped me once, but you will not do it again.
Stop me every time, because there are still people in this world who are crazy
They are obsessed with powerful power and will cooperate with me. In fact, those people you thought were deceived also understand my purpose, but compared with what they want to get, these costs are nothing. I do like killing, but far from it.
There is selfishness, cruelty and hypocrisy in your world."
Xia Chen's face turned pale. He suddenly felt that he was too naive. He imagined that all the monks in the original family were just like him and had the lowest moral bottom line. It seemed that he had really underestimated the selfish nature of people.
Since the ancestor of the Yuan family is willing to destroy the world in order to gain greater power, it is only natural that he destroy the altar.
He looked at the spatial ripples that had gradually become transparent and shrunk, and said: "Because you said so, it is even more necessary for me to prevent you from coming. If I was just meddling in my own business, now I feel that I did
You did a very right thing, Lord Jiuyouming. Even if you leave a mark on this world, it may not be easy if you want to re-project it."
"It is indeed not easy, but as long as there is a mark, there are infinite possibilities." Jiuyou Mingjun's fluctuations became weaker and weaker, "I have plenty of time, so I can afford to wait, little insect, you plotted against me, although I
I can't punish you, but I can still leave you with a little trouble before I return to the Nine Nether Space. I hope you can live well and live until the day I come again, and then I can settle the old accounts between you and me."
Xia Chen was stunned, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.
I saw the space ripples shrinking violently, and in the blink of an eye, only the size of a round table remained. Two dim, blood-red figures emerged from the center of the ripples, none other than Xuezhenzi and Xueyinzi.
These two guys were not dead yet, they were just motionless and seemed to have been severely injured.
"You are probably being hunted by these two weak guys, so you are using me to deal with them. What's interesting is that I found something in the memories of these two little bugs... In addition, there is another way,
This method should be targeted at your soul
Tracker, although you successfully stopped me, you also stopped the Yuan family. Those little bugs in the Yuan family must hate you to the core. Guess what will happen to you if I spread this method to them?
?Hehehe..." Lord Jiuyouming laughed softly.
Xia Chen's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he immediately used the sky-splitting sword light and struck hard at the ripples of Lord Jiuyouming.
Boom! The bright sword light was like a thunderbolt, directly dispelling the last shaking ripple, leaving a blank space in its place.
However, a mental wave that seemed like a divine thought spread out like a hurricane before his sword light arrived. Even Xia Chen himself did not avoid it. His mind was shocked, and a piece of mental information suddenly appeared.
This piece of spiritual information is exactly the explanation for Xia Chen to use the projection of Jiuyou Mingjun to kill Xue Zhenzi's brother and sister. It also comes with the method of how to track the fluctuations of his soul mark.
Xia Chen's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
At this time, the monks around the altar had already run away, and there were only a dozen or so of them left. They stood up tremblingly, their expressions were blank, and they had obviously received the spirit of Lord Jiuyouming.
information.
Xia Chen did not hesitate, and threw out the sky-splitting edge, swish, swish, swish... it turned into countless sword rays, and instantly chopped these dozen people into pieces.
The soul brand tracking method is his biggest weakness. If it is controlled by the original monks, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Hehehe..." The ripples in the space have disappeared, but the mental fluctuations of Lord Jiuyouming are still coming from the void, "Do you want to kill people and silence them? This decisiveness is very characteristic of me. If you hadn't provoked me, maybe you would have
I will appreciate you very much and treat you as mine
A servant of the family. Unfortunately, the spiritual transmission I just sent was not only received by the people you killed, but also by the little guys from the original family. They are rushing here at full speed. If I were you, run away immediately.
It’s the most correct choice.”
Xia Chen's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth: "Jiu Nether Lord, just wait. When my power grows, I will directly travel to the Jiu Nether world and let you taste the feeling of being hunted."
Lord Jiuyouming's spirit fluctuated and said: "Very good, I'm waiting for you. Your name is Xia Chen, right? I hope you have good luck and can see me alive again. Goodbye, the little guy who is being hunted, hehehe...
"
He let out an extremely unpleasant mental wave of laughter, which became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually disappeared.
Damn it, Jiuyou Mingjun... Xia Chen forcibly suppressed the urge to vent, and with a livid face, he grabbed the souls of Xuezhenzi and Xueyinzi. When he checked with his mind, he knew that the two were still alive, but they were already dead.
He suffered severe injuries and completely lost consciousness.
The enemy who once chased him to death became a prisoner in the blink of an eye, and he gained the souls of two seventh-level magical monks. However, Xia Chen did not feel happy at all, but felt extremely heavy.
If you should mind your own business, you deserve to be punished... He kept feeling sorry for himself in his heart, and his intestines were filled with regret.
But if it were to happen again, how would I choose if I knew the ending? Should I leave directly and let the projection of Lord Jiuyouming come, or should I step forward to stop it again?
Xia Chen's mind was in chaos. He really didn't know how to choose. Maybe... it would be the latter choice...
He sighed heavily, not daring to stay where he was, and immediately used the Blood Escape Technique of the Blood Family to turn into an escape light and leave.
After more than half an hour, the seventh ancestor of the Yuan family finally came to the altar. Looking at the mess and the corpses on the ground, the seventh ancestor's face was ashen.
"It seems that the spiritual message delivered by Lord Jiuyouming is true. This guy named Xia Chen pretended to be Zihui and used our Yuan family to kill Xue Zhenzi and Xue Yinzi who were chasing him, and also destroyed the altar.
The summoning that our Yuan family spent hundreds of years preparing for has come to nothing." The second ancestor of the Yuan family said every word, the muscles on his face were still twitching.
"So, Xuezhenzi and Xueyinzi are just a farce caused by Xia Chen? The person who attacked our original altar was actually his disguise? No wonder Xuezhenzi and Xueyinzi are not together every time, and the times they appear are inconsistent.
." The face of the third ancestor of the Yuan family was extremely gloomy.
The other ancestors were all silent. The Zhenhaiyuan family had a great reputation in the Black Triangle, but they were fooled around by an unknown junior. Everyone felt extremely useless and angry.