The devil wind blew faintly on the magnificent altar. When everyone looked at it, they saw that it was engraved with dense and complicated inscriptions. What was even more amazing was that after absorbing the devil's energy all over the sky, the altar became unusually calm, and there was not even a slight trace of it.
No fluctuations were released.
The uneasy feeling in Lin Zixuan's heart became stronger and stronger, and he could vaguely hear the beating of his heart.
In the distance, Wu Xu, who was chasing the demon dragon dragon yuan, was shocked. The dragon yuan in front of him tore the space directly and disappeared before his eyes...
At this moment, the altar began to shake strangely, and Long Yuan, who was traveling through the space, seemed to sense something. His body poured into a space barrier, then appeared above the altar, and then rushed into the altar.
Suddenly, the inscription engraved on the altar flickered, and pitiful wails echoed in everyone's minds. Lin Zixuan felt a splitting headache, as if countless evil ghosts were biting his soul.
The inscription on the altar became more and more brilliant, and traces of demonic energy oozed from the tiny lines. The demonic energy gathered and formed a pair of terrifying demonic hands. With a grab from the air, two people were held in its palm. With a gentle squeeze of the demonic hand, the two of them were
The body exploded and turned into a huge blood mist floating in the sky above the altar.
The bright red blood was sprinkled on the top of the altar, and then flowed to the bottom of the altar. Bloody lines instantly lit up on the ground. The blood was continuously decomposed in the grooves of the lines. Blood lines as thin as hair were intertwined on the ground, and there was a terrifying magic scream.
The sound resounded from deep underground.
"What should we do now?" Someone looked at Yan Haochen anxiously with frightened eyes. After all, he was the one who released him.
Yan Haochen was extremely panicked at this moment. The two people just now were his disciples of the Fierce Flame Sect. They had the peak strength of the fourth level of the Blood Spirit Realm, but they were unable to fight back against the demon. This shows that the demon in front of him was terrifyingly powerful.
!!
He forced himself to calm down, looked at the shocked faces of everyone, and said: "My master only ordered us to break the Demonic Dragon Stone Pillar with the Six Ancient Words. He did not explain the follow-up matters. I am afraid that we can only rely on ourselves!
"
"hiss!"
Everyone took a breath of cold air. In this critical moment of life and death, if there is no way to deal with it, wouldn't it be like sitting back and waiting to die?
"Damn it, I don't want this good luck anymore. All your meritorious deeds and spiritual skills will be damned to me." Someone showed grief and anger, took off his sect's robe, turned around and left.
But before he could take ten steps, his head broke off with a sudden sound, and blood spurted out like a spring, falling to the ground, nourishing the blood-colored magic lines.
Everyone's hearts trembled at this moment, and they became panicked. At this moment, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, being kept in a cage, and their lives could be harvested at any time.
The entire space was dead silent, and Yan Danchen's beautiful eyes were dim. She pulled on Lin Zixuan's sleeves and looked at Lin Zixuan's face with a sense of luck, hoping that the young man in front of her could create a miracle.
Su Fucai burst into tears, completely forgetting his disguised identity, and cried: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Fatty, am I about to die? Fatty, my life has just begun, Fatty, I don’t want to die!"
When someone looked at him, they couldn't help but feel as if they were the same people in the world. He sighed helplessly and said: "Fat monk, haven't you monks put your life and death aside long ago?"
When Su Fucai heard this, he cried sadly and cursed angrily: "Fuck you, don't care, fat man, I haven't lived enough yet!"
At this time, the blood mist above the altar rolled violently, and a demonic shadow solidified inside it, exuding shocking demonic power. He slowly stepped out, his deep black and golden eyes glowing with cold light, and his body was filled with terrifying demonic power.
The whole body is surrounded by chains of order, and his true body cannot be seen, only his face is extremely real.
Everyone was shocked. The face was exactly the same as the face in the void before. They saw him looking up to the sky and laughing. The demonic sound shook, and everyone knelt down unconsciously.
"Starry Sky Emperor, you have been dead for thousands of years, how can this remaining seal do anything to me, Qian Huan Demon Lord?"
Then, his eyes turned cold, and he sneered and said to himself: "I have concealed the method of escaping into a terrifying magical power thousands of years ago and spread it throughout the world. Now that I have returned, I will make sure you die with your eyes open!"
He clasped his hands together, uttered magic words, and shouted: "Mirror comes!"
After a while, there was no response. His face became distorted, he stared at everyone ferociously, and said solemnly: "Who among you has stolen my Taoist Mirror?"
He looked through the void with his eyes, reached out and grabbed it, and the figure of the young man in black clothes appeared in his hand.
"Is that you?" Qian Huan Demon Lord stared at Wu Xu and asked.
Wu Xu looked at the stalwart figure with a blank look on his face, stunned and speechless.
Then, Qian Huan Demon Lord shouted, "You humble ant, hiding behind, do you think I don't know?"
As soon as he thought, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be frozen. Everyone was shocked to realize that they could not use the spiritual energy. In the void behind them, Li Yunlan fell down in embarrassment. Suddenly, his neck was grabbed by a pair of giant hands, lifted up in the air, and his ears
An extremely evil voice sounded from the side.
"Or is it you?"
Li Yunlan slapped the arm desperately, but to no avail. A shocking blood mark appeared on his neck.
Qian Huan Demon Lord's smile became even more terrifying. The boundless demonic energy emerged from the ground and turned into black quagmires that appeared at everyone's feet. Lin Zixuan jumped hurriedly, but without the blessing of spiritual energy, he did not jump very high, but fell deeper and deeper.
As it goes deeper, only a head is left exposed.
Li Yunxi's face became even more frightened. He knelt on his knees and said shiveringly: "Master Demon Lord, I am willing to offer my soul and surrender to you, and beg Master Demon Lord to spare my life."
Qianhuan Demon Lord looked at Li Yunxi with his eyes and said with a smile: "I just want to ask, do you know who took away my Taoist mirror, or is it you?"
When Li Yunxi heard this, he shook his head desperately and said: "What Dao mirror? Lord Demon Lord, I don't know this!"
A disappointed expression appeared on Qian Huan Demon Lord's face, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Oh? You don't know either? Then just go and die!"
Several demonic blades burst out from Qianhuan Demon Lord's eyes, cutting into Li Yunxi's body. Li Yunxi threw himself to the ground with a plop, and cried loudly: "Master Demon Lord, Dao Jing, I really don't know, but I know about that iron rod."
In whose hands is it!"
Qian Huan Demon Lord was startled, and the demon blade in the air stopped. Then, he threw the two men in his hands to the ground, walked forward, and stopped in front of Yan Haochen.
Then, as soon as he released his hands, the demon blade flew out, and Li Yunxi's body turned into a huge blood mist and dissipated in the air.
"I know even if you don't tell me."
He looked at Yan Haochen, his eyes flashed with light, and he patted his face and said, "What a pity. I promised your master that I will not kill you."
Then he walked up to Lin Zixuan again and stopped. His deep black and gold eyes were full of surprise. He grabbed Lin Zixuan's head and pulled it out easily like a chicken. Then, the coldness was like
A strange sound like death sounded.
"Boy, you make me very curious! Who gave you the courage to disobey my majesty and swear not to surrender to me? Or is it your ignorant self-confidence?" (To be continued)