"Sacrifice? My emperor, such a loss will make us..."
The faces of all the elders changed greatly, and they couldn't help but clasped their hands and said.
The Corpse Emperor snorted coldly, looked at the people in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "What's the point of not giving up? Use some people to complete our major tasks. In the future, we will be prosperous. We can have as many subordinates as we want. You guys
When you fought with me before, you didn't care about your manpower, so why are you hesitant today?"
When the Corpse Emperor said this, there was a faint chill in the hearts of all the elders, and they all clasped their hands and said, "We will obey the Corpse Emperor's order!"
After saying this, many elders turned into streams of light and rushed towards the battlefield ahead.
For a moment, the corpse cultivator soul beasts around the entire Duanhai Dry Island stopped attacking one after another, and according to the arrangements of the elders from all parties, a large formation was arranged in a strange formation.
The formation slowly opened, and the blood of soul power continued to fill the air, turning into the phantom of a big hand in the sky, which continued to condense above the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
This is a hand of death sacrificed with the soul blood of tens of millions of corpse-cultivating soul beasts. The power of the big hand is equivalent to the full power of a god.
A coercion that shocked the world continued to emerge in the air.
Around Duanhai Dry Island, a large number of monks died. Whether they were soul cultivators or corpse cultivators, at the last moment, they all madly set themselves on fire and sent them into the big hand in the sky.
"Go! Go! My God will revive you!"
Voices rang out one by one. The faces of the elders who presided over the formation were not very good-looking. These were their elites. Once they all died here, they would become bare commanders.
But now that the Corpse Emperor is in control and has unparalleled power, no one can resist his attack. For themselves and for what the Corpse Emperor promised to them, everyone gritted their teeth and closed their eyes to train the subordinates they had trained.
Use special formations to offer sacrifices.
What they didn't know was that part of the power of these sacrifices had been quietly sent to the corpse emperor's body.
The power in the corpse emperor's body is constantly rising, and his confidence is also constantly increasing. Looking at everything in front of him, there is a sense of killing in his heart.
…
"No! They are offering sacrifices in exchange for the power of God's strike!"
The old man Tianjian suddenly stood up from the ground. It seemed that above his head, there was that oppressive and suffocating big hand, and he shouted loudly in shock.
Everyone around him also felt an irresistible force under the pressure.
Opposite, Xiaoyao Xiaotian's eyes were sharp, and he was holding a jade plaque tightly in his hand, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. There was an ancient holy spirit trying to break free, but it was completely blocked by a powerful force outside the jade plaque.
Trapped, unable to even breathe out.
"Quiet! As long as you take action for Lingjian Pavilion, I will remove your restraint and let you live freely in the world!"
A spiritual thought was transmitted inside, causing the violent shadow inside to calm down.
"Pass my order! All the elite disciples of Lingjian Pavilion are ready!"
Xiaoyao smiled and looked around, drinking loudly.
Suddenly, disciples from various places in Lingjian Pavilion flew towards this side one after another, and like raindrops all over the sky, they quickly fell around Xiaoyao Xiaotian.
"Disciples of Wuliang City, all come to my place and wait for me!"
The old man Tianjian said loudly, his eyes shining with a strange light.
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples from Wuliang City also walked towards this direction.
Liu Buping and Xiaoyao Xiaoxian, who were still walking hand in hand by the quiet spring, suddenly heard two voices and saw countless rays of light heading towards the hub of the formation ahead.
"Xiao Xian, a catastrophe is coming! Survival is the most important thing! I have a mark here. You can refine it quickly. If your life is in danger, you can use your mind to activate the mark and you can completely escape from this danger!
"
Liu Buping gave a mark to Xiaoyao Xiaoxian and said with a touch of concern in his eyes.
Xiaoyao Xiaoxian's eyes moved, and he hurriedly refined it, then lowered his head and pondered, as if he wanted to say something to Liu Buping, but couldn't.
"Don't worry! Nothing will happen to your father and your brother! Wuliang City will definitely not allow the Corpse Emperor to break the seal here. A strong man will definitely come by then!"
Liu Buping saw through Xiaoyao Xiaoxian's thoughts and spoke softly.
Xiaoyao Xiaoxian nodded slightly, looked at Liu Buping reluctantly and said, "Be careful!"
After saying that, Xiaoyao Xiaoxian flew away in the direction of Xiaoyao Xiaotian.
Liu Buping let out a long sigh. It's not that he didn't want to give this mark to Xiaoyao Xiaotian and Xiaoyao Yiye, but he couldn't give it to him at the moment. Firstly, the secret of the Hell Tower couldn't be leaked yet. Secondly, since the two of them had different identities, it was very likely that they would still be able to give it to them.
Hiding this other identity, he believed in Xiaoyao Xiaoxian, but he didn't trust either of them.
He did not obey the command of the old man Tianjian, but stayed where he was, staying at Youquan, waiting for the formation to break.
In the sky, the huge hand is constantly solidifying and becoming real.
The quiet spring behind Liu Buping started to boil at this moment.
Groups of bloody light flashed into the sky, as if something was trapped inside and was trying to break free.
Rumble!
Just when Liu Buping was attracted by the quiet spring, the huge hand in the sky suddenly fell.
The formation turned into countless pieces of light, which shattered the moment they came into contact with the big hand, and then the big hand fell straight towards the dry island.
"Heavenly Sword Slash!"
A cold voice sounded, and a Wan Ren Tian Sword soared into the sky and struck towards the big bloody hand falling in the air.
The sword and hand collided with each other, and at the same time they both turned into a fragment of light and shadow.
The violent aura kept swirling towards the surroundings, and the overflowing power directly tore the weak monk apart.
Above the dry island, a thin blood-colored cloud suddenly dispersed, and blood rain suddenly began to fall around the dry island.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Endless blood fell down with a fishy stench and corrosive power.
Rumble!
The palaces one after another were corroded by the rain of blood and turned into ruins.
At this moment, the dry island that Lingjian Pavilion had worked hard to manage for thousands of years turned into ruins.
Only at the center of the formation, thousands of monks were continuously releasing their magical powers, forming a huge protective light curtain that enveloped everyone.
Youquan stopped the riot at the same time, and the roar inside continued, as if there was an irresistible power from heaven, waiting for the seal to be broken, and give the enemy a fatal blow.
Liu Buping ignored Youquan, the light in his hand flickered, and a holy light emerged from the top of his head, blocking the falling blood.
In the quiet spring, he felt the aura of the ancient true spiritual beast. This aura was similar to the aura of the old Dragon King, but it was fundamentally different.
"Junior, are you a descendant of the Dragon Clan?"
At this time, a divine thought, carrying a message, quietly passed into his ears.
"This junior has indeed obtained some of the Dragon King's bloodline!"
Liu Buping said softly, with a hint of respect in his tone.
The voice in the quiet spring paused for a moment, and then continued: "Junior, now that I am about to escape, I see that you and I are quite destined, so I will give you a ring ring. I hope you will keep it well!"
Then a ray of light flew out from the quiet spring and disappeared directly into Liu Buping's hand.
The ring finger feels warm in the hand, and carries a faint fragrance. Inside the inner ring of the ring finger, there is a picture of a gluttonous mouth, surrounded by a cloud of chaotic air, with a faint divine power.
"senior……"
Just when Liu Buping was about to delay, he suddenly discovered that the quiet spring behind him suddenly burst, and a beast rushed out from it, flying towards the corpse emperor who had passed through the blood cloud for the first time.
And go.
"Taotie's power has finally become weaker!"
At the same time, Xiaoyao Xiaotian's mouth had a hint of red, and the jade talisman in his hand had been broken into powder.
"If you let me get it so cheaply, will there be any danger?"
Liu Buping said softly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He was thinking about whether to throw away the ring.
In the distance, the disciples of Lingjian Pavilion and Wuliang City jumped into the air and flew towards the disciples and elders of the Xuanyin Corpse Ghost Sect who were besieging them from all directions.
The light flashed, and violent power suddenly emerged at the same time.
In the hands of the old man Tianjian, there was a purple gourd. He reluctantly glanced above his head at the Taotie who was being suppressed by the Corpse Emperor, and cruelly opened the gourd's mouth.
A flash of blue-yellow light flashed out and turned into a soaring cloud. Under the control of the old man Tianjian, it headed towards the Corpse Emperor above.
This is actually an underworld beast!
The Underworld Beast does not belong to this world. It comes from the netherworld and specializes in defiling magic weapons and devouring people's magic power.
I don’t know how the old man Tianjian got it, but he was obviously forced to release it this time.
When a disaster comes, they all have their own tasks. If something goes wrong, the first to suffer is the army's commander.
…
"Ms. sir, this finger ring has a great origin. It is a symbol of the Taotie clan. Don't throw it away casually!"
Inside the skull bracelet, Lan Xin's voice came out delicately.
After hearing this, Liu Buping moved slightly and couldn't help asking: "How did you know?"
"The inheritance of our dragon clan is all about memory. Since its birth, it has been constantly opening the seal of memory. This ring is exactly the same as the one in our memory, but I don't know what it is used for!"
Hongyan then replied.
Liu Buping nodded, glanced at the ring, and repeatedly put his power into it. After all, he couldn't find anything, so he put it on his hand.
"Liu Yuntian, why don't you attack now?"
At this time, Old Man Tianjian's voice sounded in his ears, which made Liu Buping faintly unhappy.
"Fuck! You don't take charge of the overall situation, but you still have the heart to pay attention to a little person like me!"
Liu Buping muttered in a deep voice, turned his head and pointed at the weakest direction of the battle, and flew towards that direction.
The power of the Corpse King in the air is unparalleled, and one person can defeat two beasts without any hesitation.
That violent aura was constantly rolling up layers of light of destruction, turning the dim sky into a swath of color.
At this moment, corpse energy surged into the sky, hostility filled the door, and dark clouds were faintly gathering on the edge of the colorful sky.
Rumble!
In the sea of thousands of corpses in an extremely far place, waves continued to roll, boiling out of the God of Destruction, and in an instant, they appeared at the mouth of the abyss tens of millions of miles above.