The fifth thousand two hundred and twelve chapters vortex reproduction
Although the Saint Killing the Netherworld's face is pale, his eyes are shining brightly, his aura is condensed and undissipated, and a look of disdain lingers on his body.
Just this aura of overlooking the common people is definitely not something that everyone can show.
Looking at the broken and broken bodies on the altar below, the tense face of Saint Slayer slowly calmed down.
After going through the battle just now, he obviously faced a lot of challenges. Although he won the final battle, the price he paid was definitely not the indifference he showed at the moment.
"Senior's methods really astound this junior. If a junior fell into such a terrifying circle, he would be killed if he couldn't hold on for two breaths." Qin Fengming also slowly regained his composure and charged towards the Holy Lord Killing You. He cupped his fists and said sincerely.
Although his words were somewhat exaggerated, he was still very afraid of and admired the Yin Sha Demon Sealing Demon Combo Attack Formation arranged by everyone in the Underworld Palace.
"There are still two people who have not died. They should have fallen into the lake. Go find them and capture them." The Slayer Saint looked at Qin Fengming and said lightly.
When Qin Fengming heard what the Saint Slayer said, his heart was greatly moved.
Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with what the Saint Killing the Netherworld said, Qin Fengming knew clearly in his heart that the Saint Killing the Netherworld must be seriously ill at this time.
"Okay, I will find these two and capture them now." Qin Fengming agreed immediately without hesitation.
He already knew in his heart who the two people who had not died were probably Wei Zhong, who was in the realm of ghost kings, and the female cultivator surnamed Ye.
Qin Fengming did not see the specific arrangement of the Yin Sha Demon Sealing Array, but he was convinced that the two monks in the realm of ghost kings should be the two hubs of this combined attack array that circulated the power of the array.
The Ghost-Slaying Saint can break through the combined attack formation in one fell swoop, but as the core of the formation's operation, the two of them will naturally have some ability to dodge.
For these two people, Qin Fengming had full confidence in capturing them even when they were in their prime. Now that they were injured by the Nether Slayer Saint, there would be no more difficulties.
However, just when Qin Fengming was about to fly into the lake, two blood-red light pillars suddenly shot out from the lake and hit the Ghost-Slaying Saint suspended in the air.
These two blood-red light pillars suddenly appeared, and a disgusting smell of blood instantly swept across a radius of several hundred feet.
"Damn it, you dare to take action." Seeing the two blood-red light pillars shooting from two directions, Saint Slayer suddenly snorted coldly, raised his hands, and two thick black demonic mists spurted out.
The magic mist swept across and immediately condensed into two strange footless pythons covered in dragon scales in the air. The bodies of the two strange pythons were like python bodies, but their heads were like dragon heads. As the bodies of the strange pythons swung, they flew towards each other. Blood red light beam.
The two blood-red light beams look very powerful, but their power is not that great.
After the two strange pythons joined together and swooped forward, they were immediately intercepted by the strange pythons in mid-air.
"Ah, not good." However, at the moment when Saint Nether Slayer launched his attack and intercepted two blood-red beams of light, Qin Fengming on the side suddenly exclaimed.
His voice sounded, his figure flashed, and he fled away into the distance.
But what made Qin Fengming's expression change drastically was that as soon as he exclaimed, his figure turned into an illusion, and he was about to leave the place quickly, a roar suddenly sounded on the vast altar.
As the roar rang out, waves of extremely bloody energy suddenly swept across a radius of several thousand feet. Qin Fengming's body was immediately completely enveloped by this bloody aura.
"Hahaha, even though you are one of the seven great primordial saints in the true demon world, you can't even think of escaping from this secret realm of hell this time."
Just as Qin Fengming felt his whole body being enveloped by a strange, thick bloody aura, a cold and gloomy laughter suddenly sounded in the blood-red aura in the distance.
Although the voice was a little distorted, Qin Fengming could still tell that it was Wei Zhong's voice.
As soon as the voice sounded, a strange scene that made Qin Fengming's heart sink was immediately displayed in front of him. On the altar just now, the corpses of the Huangquan Palace monks who had been broken into corpses were suddenly wrapped in the bloody atmosphere.
Then, they all exploded into pieces.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody and gruesome.
As the remains exploded, a bloodier and more disgusting smell immediately spread over the scene.
Amid the scarlet bloody aura, an extremely majestic spiritual aura emerged in front of Qin Fengming.
The majestic aura of that soul made Qin Fengming feel a heavy oppression that made him collapse to the ground.
Before Qin Fengming could make any move, he saw the blood-thick aura above his head suddenly rolling up, and a strange energy vortex formed in the sky above the lake in an instant.
The vortex rotated rapidly, and an extremely terrifying Yin Qi energy suddenly gathered into the vortex.
This is the land of the Yellow Springs and Lakes. The amount of Yin Qi energy gathered is so vast that Qin Fengming cannot describe it. Even if the monks do not take the initiative to absorb it, the pure and thick Yin Qi can be quickly poured into the monks' bodies.
Now the blood-thick vortex is swirling, and the pure Yin energy within a radius of several thousand feet is rushing towards the huge bloody vortex like a hurricane.
Under the injection of such terrifying and vast Yin Qi energy, the bloody vortex suddenly expanded violently like a balloon that was suddenly inflated with huge gas.
In almost a breath, it had already jumped to the sky above the head, forming an extremely terrifying huge scarlet vortex.
Two figures appeared one after another in the huge whirlpool. They were both holding a strangely shaped disk in their hands at the moment. Runes of symbols appeared on the disk, a stream of extremely pure soul energy.
, spurted out from the disk and quickly merged into the huge vortex.
These two figures were none other than Wei Zhong and the female cultivator named Ye who had just disappeared.
But at this time, the two ghost king monks from the Underworld Palace were covered in blood and stained bodies, and they had obviously suffered very serious injuries.
As the pure soul energy spurted out from the discs in the hands of the two men, the huge vortex looked like a gigantic and terrifying monster, devouring the soul energy with its greedy mouth.
"This junior is actually deep underground and dares to attract people from other worlds to come."
Facing the strange scene that suddenly unfolded, Saint Slayer looked gloomy and did not try anything. Instead, he looked up into the air with cold eyes and shouted coldly.
He knew that after the two injured Ghost King monks had unlocked this forbidden technique, they were no longer something he could easily interrupt at this moment.
That is the art of attracting the powerful seal of the upper realm. Even in this lower level interface, it must be comparable to that of the Ghost Lord. Only the powerful people in the later stage can use their full strength to disperse the vortex.
With his ability at this time, it is definitely impossible to do this.
"The two of them actually activated the magic of attracting powerful powers from other worlds here. How can senior crack it?" Qin Fengming shouted anxiously as he looked at the terrifying scene above his head.