The two battles near the west altar are still continuing, but they are much weaker than before.
Many people's attention was drawn to the terrifying bloody cloud floating on the ruins of the arena to the east.
After seeing several demon sect disciples shrouded in blood mist and having their flesh and soul sucked out in an instant, most of them looked horrified and shouted loudly, asking the demon sect disciples near the ruins of the arena to disperse quickly.
The knowledgeable seniors of the Demon Sect, especially some of the senior masters of the Ghost Sect, felt turbulent in their hearts at this moment.
They had already recognized that the blood mist that suddenly appeared and the familiar mantra were the soul-devouring blood curse of the Ghost Sect that had been lost for eight hundred years.
The Soul-Eating Blood Curse was created by Ye Cha when he was at the peak of his life. This set of strange and mysterious magical powers has two most significant features compared with other ghost-controlling magical powers. One is that it is very powerful. Some ghost supernatural powers absorb and refine Yin spirits, most of which glow with soft white, green, and dark light. Even if there are some evil spirits with blood red luster, there are not too many. After all, such blood red Yin spirits , which is the most difficult to refine
Evil spirit.
As for the soul-eating blood curse, the Yin spirits released are all blood-red. The power of each Yin spirit is several times more powerful than ordinary evil spirits, and the demon-devouring power is even more than ten times that of other Yin spirits.
Secondly, the evil spirits released by the Soul-Eating Blood Curse can be fused and decomposed at will under the control of the master's mind. The most common one is to condense into blood mist.
The devouring power of the blood mist is simply terrifying. Wherever it passes, the flesh, blood and souls of humans and animals are absorbed into the blood mist, thereby increasing the power of the blood mist.
However, the Yin spirits activated by other ghost techniques cannot do this. They can only merge the Yin spirits they refined and controlled with the black python they released like Uncle Qi Chang did before.
There are these two remarkable characteristics, plus the few spells that sounded on the eight feet before the blood mist condensed.
If Hu Jiumei and other ghost cultivators fail to recognize that what appears in front of them is the soul-devouring blood curse, their hundreds of years of life will have been in vain.
However, only Ye Cha himself understood the soul-devouring blood curse. He did not pass it on to anyone during his lifetime, and more than 800 years after his death, no one in the world has ever used this technique.
Now that this set of top-notch supernatural powers of ghosts has reappeared in the world, how can people not be surprised and disoriented?
Uncle Qi had already retreated a hundred feet away, looking at the blood mist rolling in front of him in shock.
His cultivation level can naturally resist the blood mist, but the reputation of the soul-devouring blood curse is so great that he does not dare to approach easily.
Ye Xiaochuan found that he seemed to be integrated with Changshengjue, and Changshengjue could control those bloody Yin spirits at will.
He immediately used the blood mist that controlled the gathering of Yin spirits to form a circular encirclement, surrounding the ruins of the arena. Those Demon Cult disciples did not dare to approach and all hid far away.
Ye Xiaochuan sighed in his heart, there is no real person with such a great reputation, Ye Cha is worthy of being a master of ghost ways, this trick he created is really powerful!
Even after many years, he can still scare away top masters like Qi Changshu.
Taking this opportunity, Ye Xiaochuan walked up to Long Tianshan.
Long Tianshan has fallen from the Hunyuan Cauldron, and the huge Hunyuan Cauldron has turned into a small, square, palm-sized cauldron.
Long Tianshan sat slumped on the ruins, leaning on a huge rock behind him, and the long gray stick was placed beside him.
He watched Ye Xiaochuan walk in, his expression full of surprise.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at him and said: "Brother Long, I said we will meet again."
Long Tianshan frowned in thought, and then, he seemed to have thought of it.
He said hoarsely: "It turns out to be you! I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the person who rescued me today was Mr. Ye."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Do you know who I am?"
Long Tianshan said: "Master said that the soul-devouring blood curse was created by the ancestor of Ye Cha Ghost King and has not been passed on to any of his disciples.
Now that this set of ghost sect magical powers has reappeared in the world, except for Ye Xiaochuan, a direct descendant of the Ye family, I can't think of anyone else who might know this trick."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "This is not the place to talk, I will take you away."
Long Tianshan shook his head slightly and said: "Long and Mr. Ye only have a one-time relationship, but today Mr. Ye did not hesitate to fall into a trap to save Long. Long can get to know Mr. Ye in this life and die without regrets."
It's just that I can recognize your identity, and so can many people here.
There are countless people in the Holy Religion who want you dead. You can't escape far if you take me with you.
What's more, today my master, my favorite junior sister, and all my friends will die here. How can I survive?
Please leave quickly, I'm not going anywhere. One hundred and forty years ago, I should have died in Bachi Mountain. This is my destiny in Longtian Mountain."
Ye Xiaochuan did not expect that Long Tianshan wanted to die.
It seems that even if I forcefully rescue him, it is unlikely that he will survive alone in the world.
Ye Cha said in his mind: "This Long Tianshan is a very affectionate person. If you want him to be used by you, there is only one way."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "What?"
Ye Chadao: "He also saved the woman he cared about."
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and turned to look at the battlefield to the west.
Fairy Yuxiu is now trapped by tens of thousands of people. If she works alone, using the Hunyuan Cauldron, the five-colored sacred stone, and the wings of the demon, she might be able to open a gap and rescue Fairy Yuxiu.
However, now that he was still carrying Long Tianshan, who was seriously injured, it was difficult for him to rescue the two people.
Ye Cha said: "Someone has recognized your identity. Whether to leave or rescue, you have to make a decision quickly!"
Ye Xiaochuan felt certain in his heart, picked up the Hunyuan Cauldron and stuffed it into Long Tianshan's arms.
With a suck in his palm, he stuffed the long stick into the empty bracelet.
He checked Long Tianshan's body.
At this moment, the true energy in Long Tianshan's body was surging, his energy and blood were rolling, his internal organs had been severely injured, and he simply did not have the strength to fly alone.
So, Ye Xiaochuan took out a rope made of cloth strips.
Long Tianshan said: "Master Ye, what are you doing?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I will take you away."
Long Tianshan said: "Didn't you hear clearly what I said just now? My heart is dead and I just want to die. You saved me, but it was in vain!"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I will rescue Fairy Yuxiu together."
"What did you say? You...how many red monks did you bring here?"
"No, it's just me."
After saying that, he carried Long Tianshan on his back.
Then, he used the rope to tie Long Tianshan to himself.
At this moment, many people already suspected that the person who rescued Long Tianshan from the ruins of the arena was Ye Xiaochuan.
Old Man Mo Lin has mobilized dozens of masters to fly here. However, the terrifying blood mist shrouded the ruins of the arena, and they did not dare to attack at will.
