The sigh that sounded seemed to contain some kind of evil magic power. Logically speaking, it should have been inaudible since it came from the palace.
But at this moment, everyone in the venue heard it clearly.
It was as if it was ringing in my ears.
The voice goes straight to the heart!
The blood wheel ancestor felt that he was in a trance, and countless scenes appeared in his consciousness.
In these scenes, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with blood flowing for thousands of miles.
In every scene, the Blood Wheel Ancestor saw himself dying miserably in various ways.
Irresistible! Inevitable!
It seems that what appears in these scenes is his future.
No matter how hard you struggle and resist, you can't escape this destined fate.
"Xueluo Mingdao!" The ancestor of Xuelun was shocked and woke up suddenly.
He remembered that this method seemed to be a supreme blood magic technique that could disrupt other people's minds. It was once mastered by the top blood god transformation master in the ancient cultivation era.
But this has been lost for a long time.
The blood wheel ancestor didn't have time to think too much. When he woke up, he had already discovered that the bloody python he had condensed was out of control.
Instead of swallowing Su Yun, he was affected by an invisible force and turned back towards himself.
The blood wheel ancestor wanted to resist, but at this moment, he found that he could not mobilize his power at all. He could only watch the bloody python wrap around him and then twist it hard.
Bang!
The physical body of the Blood Wheel Ancestor was immediately crushed, and the body fell to the ground like a pile of mud.
But he didn't die.
The mud-like body still retains vitality and is squirming with difficulty. The face that has been flattened and deformed is filled with deep fear.
He looked in the direction of the palace and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?"
Inside the venue, Old Demon Canglang and others were staring at the palace as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their faces full of fear.
The other party didn't even show up, but he severely damaged the Blood Wheel Ancestor, a strong man at the peak of the Nascent Soul. These methods had already exceeded the limits of the Nascent Soul level.
Transformation realm!
Several people thought of the same thing in their minds.
At this time, a figure walked out of the palace again.
This was an old man. His figure was bathed in red blood and he walked out slowly. Behind him, everyone seemed to see a sea of blood surging.
The wronged souls of countless creatures screamed and struggled in the sea of blood.
The moment Canglang Old Demon and others saw the old man, they immediately retreated together and at the same time used all their strength to condense a layer of protective light curtain around their bodies to stabilize themselves.
Because, at the same time that the old man appeared, they felt the energy and blood in their bodies surge suddenly and violently, as if they were about to burst out of their bodies uncontrollably, trying to plunge into the old man's body.
Fortunately, Old Demon Canglang and others were still strong men at the peak of Nascent Soul. At this moment, facing the powerful enemy, they immediately connected with each other and jointly resisted the power of the old man.
But the Blood Wheel Ancestor was in a miserable situation.
Because of his fellow practitioner's blood path skills, he was defeated to death by Shi Songhan, a blood path expert in the realm of transformation into gods. Now he was seriously injured and had no power to resist.