The expedition is now almost at its end, but at the same time, it is also the most dangerous and critical period.
In the final place, sleeping is one of the three great generals of the Mighty King... Kill!
The reputation of killing is known to all the three realms.
He was in the barrier of time and space, and it seemed like he had gone through millions of years. In fact, for him, it was just a sleep.
As for sleeping time, who knows how long they slept after waking up?
Therefore, as for "kill", maybe he thinks that it is still his era, and once he appears, he will definitely start a killing spree.
Not to mention anything else, but if he wants to regain his power, he must kill hundreds of millions.
This is somewhat similar to Zhuo Yifan's situation. In order for Zhuo Yifan to regain his strength, he needs a lot of energy. Otherwise, his entire body system will be paralyzed and he will not be able to exert his strength at all.
These magic circle traps are becoming more and more sloppy, and it seems that they have no time and energy to set them up.
Viewed from a close distance, this altar is so huge that it spans hundreds of miles and is as high as a thousand meters. It stands on the ground like a plain.
Different from other altars, there is no sacrificial circle under the altar. It is just an ordinary wasteland. However, the altar shows a light red color, as if it has been infected by countless blood.
Not only that, but it also exudes endless murderous aura.
This murderous aura is condensed on the altar, like a satellite transfer station, releasing waves of murderous aura to the surroundings. The monks below the tribulation stage will probably go crazy.
"It is indeed the ultimate altar, it actually produces source power." Zhuo Yifan looked at this behemoth, his face changed slightly, and said: "This altar is not a mortal thing, it is more like a super magic treasure."
Murong Xiaoqian said: "Above the altar, it is like a city. At the center is the blood pool, which is very huge. I don't know the other places." Murong Xiaoqian recalled.
Ouyang Qingzhi looked at Zhuo Yifan with some worry: "Yifan, this altar gives people a very bad feeling. It seems like a giant beast waiting for its prey to enter. We must be careful."
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "Qingzhi, you feel it too? Yes, this altar is extremely thirsty for blood and creatures. It seems to be a little impatient. Huh, it's been a long time since I saw it. An altar has actually developed self-awareness. It's really rare."
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"It has self-awareness? You...mean, it is alive?"
Murong Xiaoqian was extremely surprised.
Ouyang Qingzhi's face turned pale: "Yifan, what can we do? We have already had brothers go in."
"Get them back quickly." Zhuo Yifan's expression changed: "I guess someone has touched the altar's weapon spirit. It is brewing an attack. If it doesn't come out, it will be too late."
"Quickly pass the order, everyone immediately retreats ten miles. No one is allowed to approach the altar without an order."
Everyone immediately retreated.
Zhuo Yifan stared at the altar, his eyes changing unpredictably.
He felt a strange call, as if a voice was shouting, telling him to hurry over.
He smiled coldly.
This kind of spiritual call can only be made by the people of the Yuan clan, and only the people of the Yuan clan can hear it.
But Zhuo Yifan decided to ignore her because the person calling was Miss Fang.
"Zhuo Yifan, don't forget your promise, you owe me your life."
Miss Fang's inner calling suddenly became clear.
Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Miss, why is this necessary? This treasure that enhances the transmission of spiritual sounds is not cheap, right?"
"Brother Zhuo, you should have joined the army now, right?" Miss Fang did not answer this question, but went straight to the point.
"They have nothing to do with me at all. They are all members of the An family and the Yin family. If the eldest lady can command them, she can give orders."
Zhuo Yifan said calmly.
"Really? Brother Zhuo must have misunderstood my purpose of coming." Miss Fang didn't mean to ask for help at all: "I originally wanted to tell Brother Zhuo a vital news. Since they are not your people, then forget it.
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Zhuo Yifan frowned: "The eldest lady is really good at joking."
"Do you think I would spend such precious energy contacting you at such a tense moment just to make a joke?"
"Miss, what do you mean by your words? Please give me some quotes. I am a stupid person and I am not used to using my brain."
"Brother Zhuo, are you blaming me for what happened before? I know it's useless to explain now, but I really don't have any ill intentions this time."
Zhuo Yifan chuckled: "Miss, you are worrying too much. Since I am in the devil world, I have already realized it. Tell me, what is it? You should know that my current physical condition is not good, and I can't give you much help.
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"Brother Zhuo, please don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to coerce Brother Zhuo into helping me. I was afraid that Brother Zhuo wouldn't accept it, so I deliberately said that Brother Zhuo owes me a life. Brother Zhuo, don't take it to heart!"
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Zhuo Yifan looked strange, but he smiled: "The eldest lady is really full of wits, and I, Zhuo Yifan, am willing to be defeated."
"It seems that Brother Zhuo still has some misunderstandings about me, but Brother Zhuo's ability to respond proves that my vision is correct. You are indeed a responsible man."
Miss Fang seemed to chuckle and continued: "No matter where you are, remember not to get close to the altar, because once you get in, you can never get out again."
Zhuo Yifan was stunned: "What does the eldest lady mean?"
"We are trapped inside. This place is not what you think. Sha has already arranged countless mechanisms here. Dongfang Liang has opened the ban. All the Yuan clan warriors have been resurrected. They are about to occupy the entire altar and secret realm.
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Zhuo Yifan looked at the altar and was shocked: "What, besides killing, there is also an army?"
"Yes, these armies were originally sleeping, but now they have been resurrected by Dongfang Liang. They are attacking us crazily. Their purpose is to kill all living creatures. The living aura of your 20,000 army has long attracted their attention. If
As expected, they have already begun to come in your direction, retreat quickly."
Zhuo Yifan's expression condensed and he looked back.
Sure enough, an even more terrifying murderous aura surged above the altar, like thousands of troops gathering together. The fierce killing aura made even Ouyang Qingzhi change his expression.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
Ouyang Qingzhi ordered loudly.
The monks moved at an astonishing speed and formed a torrent. Although they were withdrawing, they were doing so in an orderly manner without any panic.
Murong Xiaoqian said in surprise: "I remembered, there are countless ice coffins around the blood pool, where the killing army should be sleeping."
Zhuo Yifan wondered: "Dongfang Liang's own purpose is probably to use their blood sacrifice to help you complete your final evolution and become his puppet. Now he awakens these warriors, but why?"