Huh? The four old men were startled and looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
Could it be that...this last summons actually succeeded?
I saw more and more ripples in space, like raindrops hitting the water, creating ripples. Soon, the countless ripples gathered together to form a huge body like a whale.
The transparent ripples also deepened, and finally became extremely dark, perfectly outlining the huge streamlined body.
A powerful majesty that does not belong to this world came from the center of the ripples: "Very good, great, although it is a very weak call, but I happen to have the imprint of this world, so I did not miss it, hahaha..."
This mental wave burst into laughter, and the laughter turned into sound waves that were as real as substance, exploding wantonly in the underground space.
The four old men's bodies were shaken, their minds were in chaos, and they felt indescribably uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the powerful mental fluctuations did not last long. Soon, the black ripples became stable, and the streamlined body gradually appeared clearly, and a power as deep as the sea emanated, making the entire underground altar.
Full of powerful oppression.
The four old men involuntarily took a few steps back. As top monks at the seventh level of magical power, they found that they were unable to resist this power. In comparison, the opponent was as irresistible as the sea.
However, the four people's faces were full of joy. They really didn't expect that the last sacrifice without any hope would actually summon such a powerful existence.
Soon, as the space ripples gradually shrank, this huge creature truly revealed its true form.
The huge body, which is more than ten feet long, makes it look like a whale in the ocean. The skin is as dark as ink, and there is no trace of reflected light. It is like a huge shadow, giving it a strange feeling.
On its oval-shaped head, there are four huge gray-white pupils without any emotion. Inside each pupil, there seem to be countless painful and strange figures struggling. Deep in the pupils, there are faint green flames.
burning.
Being stared at by these four terrifying eyes, the four old men felt chills all over their bodies.
"Were you the ones who summoned me to this world?" The strange creature restrained its majesty and emitted a normal mental fluctuation.
The oldest old man held his breath and took a step forward: "Yes, the great Jiuyou World exists. We are human monks in this world. How should we call you?"
The strange creature slowly said: "I think you may have heard of my name, and this is not the first time I have been summoned in the human world. Thousands of years ago, I once told your senior monks that my name is Jiu.
Lord Netherworld."
Lord Jiuyouming!
The four old men were shocked. Their faces couldn't help showing a look of ecstasy. They actually summoned a legendary existence like Jiuyoumingjun. They were really lucky, so lucky.
According to legend, Jiuyou Mingjun is an existence that transcends the realm of supernatural powers in the Jiuyou World. To supernatural monks, he is no less than an immortal. From ancient times to the present, countless monks have communicated with the Jiuyou World, but it is a pity that those who can summon Jiuyou Mingjun
Very few.
If you can get the guidance of such a powerful being, why worry about the inheritance of power?
"All the monks of the Black Triangle Lieyang Sect have met Lord Jiuyouming." The four of them bowed deeply and said in unison.
Lord Jiuyouming looked at them, with no expression on his huge dark black body: "There are only four of you monks in your sect? I think you have very little vitality left. At most, in a few decades, you will naturally recover."
Die."
The four old men sighed with bitterness on their faces.
"Lord Jiuyou Mingjun, this is exactly the purpose of our summoning you. Because without the inheritance of higher power, we cannot upgrade and our lifespan has expired. Therefore, I would like to ask you to point out a clear way for us so that we can continue our own destiny.
Life." The oldest old man said cautiously.
"So that's it." Lord Jiuyouming said, "In fact, if you summon my projection, according to the rules of exchange, I can indeed give you the inheritance of higher power, making you the most powerful monk in the world."
The four old men were overjoyed when they heard this.
"But..." Lord Jiuyouming said again, "Someone in your world once deeply offended my majesty and made me feel humiliated. So I swear, if someone summons me to your world again, I will
Will kill you all."
What... Before the smiles on the faces of the four old men faded away, they felt as if they had been hit in the head. Their minds were buzzing, and it was hard to believe this god-like turn of events.
It's really like sitting at the door of your home, but disaster strikes from the sky.
"So, the four of you will be the first batch of sacrifices after I come to this world." Lord Jiuyou Ming said calmly, and suddenly opened his big mouth as black as ink and swallowed the four old men.
"Let's go!" the eldest old man roared, and with one palm strike, the entire altar fell apart in an instant, with countless high-temperature green fires hitting the huge body of Lord Jiuyouming.
The figures of the four people flashed and disappeared in the underground space.
Suddenly, a ripple as dark as ink appeared strangely in front of the four people, just passing by the old man's body in the upper right corner.
Before the figure of the old man faded, he screamed and flew out. Strangely, he remained in place from the waist down, and his whole body was cut in half with ripples and sounds.
There was a flash of light, and as soon as the soul escaped, it was swallowed up by more dark ripples that emerged, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The figures of the other three old men had already faded, but now they all appeared in a mess. More and more black ripples appeared, making it impossible for them to escape from the underground space.
"Lord Mingjun, every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. If a monk offends your dignity, you can go to him for revenge. Why do you vent your anger on us? It's unreasonable for you to do this." The oldest.
The old man's face was pale, and he quickly retreated, trying his best to avoid the black ripples, and said loudly.
The other two old men fought with their hands, and a series of ingenious and powerful magical powers came out from their hands, with a dazzling light. Even the monks with the seventh level of magical powers had to treat them with caution.
But such attacks, hitting more and more black ripples one after another, had no effect.
Lord Jiuyouming was slowly approaching like a ghost battleship: "I remember there is a saying in your world that the big fist is the truth. My fist must be bigger than yours, so the truth is in my hands, you can only wait.
die."
The four old men quickly retreated, but the underground space was only so big, and black ripples had already occupied most of it in the blink of an eye. There was nowhere else they could retreat, and a look of despair appeared on their faces.
"Hahaha... I didn't expect that we were digging our own graves. Lord Jiuyouming, you originally wanted to kill us. Anything that insults your majesty or hurts you is just an excuse." Suddenly, the oldest old man laughed miserably.
.
"You can actually guess my real thoughts." Lord Jiuyou Ming seemed slightly surprised, "Yes, I projected into this world, and of course I want to transform this world into what I want. Unfortunately, you beings are not in line with this.
My values, so I have to clear them all out.”
"Have you been aiming for this for thousands of years? You have deceived all the monks. Fortunately, no one has successfully summoned you before." The three old men were shocked.
"It's not that I'm deceiving, it's that you fragile beings are willing to believe it." Lord Jiuyouming said, "They will do whatever it takes to gain more powerful power. Why can't I use them, including you, with the same purpose? If I
If I don’t hurt you, you will just turn a blind eye to what I do.”
The four old men had earth-colored faces and could not speak a word. Lord Jiuyouming's words were like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into their hearts.
For the sake of power, you can do whatever it takes. This is the true portrayal of a monk. In this sense, almost all monks are selfish.
"So, don't talk about reason or morality. In the Jiuyou world, these two terms don't exist at all. There are only strength and obedience. From today on, the world will become like this. I am
The only master of this world." Lord Jiuyouming said slowly.
Its huge whale-like body had swam in front of the oldest old man, and ripples as black as ink surged out from both sides of its body like tentacles, slowly swallowing the old man like a swamp.
The oldest old man did not resist, but his face was extremely gloomy. He allowed himself to sink deeper and deeper, and just murmured: "We summoned a demon, a real demon..."
He was still talking to himself, his voice getting lower and lower, until he finally disappeared, and even his soul did not escape.
The remaining two old men looked at each other and smiled miserably. Their eyes suddenly turned blood red, and bright red flames burst out from their bodies, like two blood-red suns, rushing towards Lord Jiuyouming crazily.
The ripples as black as ink met the bloody flames, melting quickly like the first snow under the spring sun.
"Is this self-destruction? It's really troublesome... I didn't expect weak humans to have such a method. Fortunately, not everyone can use it..." Jiuyou Mingjun whispered, and his huge body moved back.
From its mouth, pitch-black ripples were continuously sprayed out, like black waves rushing against the raging blood-red flames.
The two old men were less than ten feet away from Lord Jiuyouming, but facing the heavy black ripples, it was like they were separated by a chasm. They couldn't rush through it. They could only watch in despair as their little life force disappeared quickly.
.
"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in the sky!" Suddenly, the two old men shouted in unison, the blood-red flames surged like magma erupting, and then, with a roar, exploded violently.
All the black ripples disappeared, and the underground space was instantly filled with blood-colored flames. The thick soil layer hundreds of feet deep was directly lifted up by a huge force, and the fire spurted out from the ground, forming a magnificent streak.
The spectacular red pillar of fire reaches into the sky.
The seventh level of magical power, the final self-destruction, the power is extremely terrifying. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please read it here.)