Guo Twelve couldn't help but said: "Handsome old man, you smiled very weird just now."
The handsome old man said seriously: "Am I? I'm happy for him! Boy, am I good at persuading people? Hehe."
This hehe made Guo Twelve's hair stand on end. He said, "Come on, stop laughing. Get ready, I'll extract the soul inside."
Guo Twelve skillfully reached out and pressed on the top of the altar. Gu Mo Lian suddenly increased in size, reaching more than ten meters high in an instant. Guo Twelve was like a little ant holding up a huge rock. Before he could react, Gu Mo Lian
Countless filaments hang down from it. At this time, the filaments are already arm-thick chains, piercing directly into the altar.
The handsome old man yelled: "Boy! Hurry!" A big hand suddenly passed through the ancient ink lotus and lifted Guo Twelve onto the ancient ink lotus. Guo Twelve asked confusedly: "What happened? Why?"
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The ancient ink lotus flew out and hovered high above the altar. The ancient ink lotus had grown to a hundred meters high and dozens of meters in diameter. The handsome old man turned into a giant and stood on the ancient ink lotus, staring at the altar.
.He cast several spells in succession, and the chain became thicker and shone with light cyan brilliance.
Roar! Roar!
The chains were slowly pulled out from the altar, and a huge head poked out.
Guo Twelve was dumbfounded, another one! There was actually another soul giant.
Zhang Yaojin hadn't flown very far when he heard the roar and looked back. He couldn't help but gasp. He saw an illusory head gradually rising from the altar. The handsome old man on the ancient ink lotus roared like thunder.
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan looked up at the same time and saw two soul giants in the distance. They looked at each other and immediately flew towards Guo Twelve.
Xian Rudai and Zhou Xiaoling also rushed over, and the roar was really shocking.
Guo Twelve was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up and screamed: "Handsome old man, catch him!"
The handsome old man yelled: "What the hell, the altar can only have one main soul. Either he dies or I die! Who do you want?"
Guo Twelve shouted without hesitation: "Of course it's you!"
The handsome old man shouted: "Then kill him!"
Eagle Demon and others have arrived, but they don't know how to intervene. Luo Zhan exclaimed: "His grandma's two old men!"
Zhou Xiaoling wondered: "What are they doing?"
Xian Rudai's eyes shone brightly and she said: "Sacrifice to the spirit, there is another spirit to sacrifice, oh, what a pity, what a pity." She shook her head and stamped her feet again. Zhou Xiaoling asked, "What's a pity? What's a pity?"
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Ying Mo and others all looked at Xian Rudai, no one understood what it meant.
Xian Rudai said: "Sacrifice to the spirit, whether it is a virtual altar or a real altar, with a sacrificial spirit, the strength can be at least doubled. Sacrifice to the spirit." Seeing that she could not get a ready-made sacrificial spirit, she was anxious.
Jump straight.
Zhou Xiaoling said: "That's not easy. Let Twelve collect it and give it to us later."
Xian Rudai said: "How is that possible! An altar can only have one sacrificial spirit. Oh, what a pity, what a pity, what a pity!" She added: "Even the masters who own altars in their families have a hard time getting sacrificial spirits.
You have to be a super master of the altar to capture it. Oh, by the way, Brother Twelve owns the ancient ink lotus, so he can have the sacrificial spirit at this time. He is so lucky. I am envious, I am jealous."
Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the little girl who was about to go crazy, and they all had nothing to say.
The handsome old man was very nervous, because the soul on this altar was obviously stronger than his own. If it weren't for Gu Molian and Guo Twelve, he would not have the confidence to defeat the opponent. Once he failed, his soul would be devoured, and the opponent would
He would become Guo Twelve's sacrificial spirit, a consequence he really couldn't accept.
Guo Twelve didn’t know the secret. Even if he knew, he would not give up on the handsome old man. During this period, the handsome old man gave him a lot of help. Guo Twelve is a very nostalgic person, even if the new sacrifice spirit appears than Shuai
The old man is strong, and he will try his best to protect his original sacrificial spirit.
Guo Twelve said: "Handsome old man, what do you want me to do? Tell me quickly!"
The handsome old man gave him a short piece of inheritance and shouted: "Controlling Gu Mo Lian is fundamental! Leave the rest to me! I'm going to fucking kill him!"
A clumsy head became clearer and clearer, and a blue virtual talisman chain was inserted into his head. The roar became louder and louder, and the soul giant was gradually dragged out. Guo Twelve stared nervously, and he found that this soul was more handsome than
The old man was much stronger back then. Not only did he have a head, he also had an upper body.
Guo Twelve inspected the newly acquired inheritance and immediately began to issue spells. A total of one million virtual talismans needed to be issued. Fortunately, he had refined the talisman array some time ago, and now he can release the virtual talismans very quickly. He crossed his hands on his chest,
The ten fingers began to wave, and with the rotation of the wrist, a large number of virtual symbols were sprayed out and landed on the ancient ink lotus. In an instant, the entire ancient ink lotus shone brightly.
The head on the altar let out a loud roar at Gu Molian.
The handsome old man was shocked by this roar and took a step back. It was the roar of his soul. A golden light curtain rose up, firmly protecting Guo Twelve.
Although this roar was not directed at Eagle Demon and others, it still caused them to fall from the air. Fortunately, they were very close to the ground, only five meters at the highest. After landing one by one, they retreated in embarrassment.
Luo Zhan was the weakest and almost fainted from the roar. He ran towards the distance with a pale face, too scared to fly.
The handsome old man showed no signs of weakness and let out a loud roar below.
Two souls collide with each other.
The head on the altar tilted back, and the soul sent out a violent fluctuation: "Who are you? Who are you?"
The handsome old man yelled: "I am your handsome old man!" He cast a spell, and a big hand suddenly appeared in the air and slapped it down. The altar head roared crazily and with difficulty pulled out a hand from the altar.
Only one arm. His body was restrained by Gu Molian, making it difficult to move.
Amidst the loud shouts, the altar head raised a huge fist and slammed the slapped palm hard.
boom!
Shocking air flow overflowed, and the body of the altar head was slapped downwards. The force of the blow also caused Gu Molian to retreat diagonally, more than two hundred meters away.
The handsome old man shouted: "Boy, work harder!"
Guo Twelve desperately played hand-to-hand spells, and the virtual talisman blended into the ancient ink lotus like falling rain. Gradually, his control over the ancient ink lotus reached a certain level, and he began to be able to affect the extended virtual talisman chain. In an instant
Suddenly, thousands more virtual talisman chains shot out from the ancient ink lotus, flying into the head of the altar.
The handsome old man laughed and said, "Okay!"
The Altar Head was forcibly pulled out of his slumber by the Void Talisman Chain. He was not completely awake yet, but was fighting based on instinct. After two consecutive confrontations, he gradually woke up.
The altar head is almost solidified, and the dense chains of virtual talismans are getting stronger and stronger. Each one is as thick as an adult's thigh, which looks very scary. The eyes of the altar head gradually change from confused to sharp.
The handsome old man shouted: "This guy is awake! Be careful!"
The head of the altar roared loudly, and with a roaring sound, his huge fist smashed towards Gu Molian.
Guo Twelve's mind moved slightly, and Gu Mo Lian suddenly moved to the left. With a crash, a huge fist hit Gu Mo Lian and hit her in the air. The handsome old man was furious, and he slapped Gu Mo Lian suddenly.
, a flame surged from the ancient ink lotus, rolling outward layer by layer.
When Altar Head retracted his fist, his arms and fists were already covered in flames. The flames burned straight into his soul, causing him unbearable pain and howling.
The sharp eyes became distracted again.
Suddenly, a small sacrificial treasure rose from the head of the altar. Guo Twelve had just finished casting the last spell. He saw the sacrificial treasure at a glance and couldn't help but be surprised: "Umbrella?" It was a sacrificial treasure that looked like an umbrella.
The treasure rotates slightly on the head of the altar, and is very small. Countless fine silver lights are scattered from the rotating umbrella, falling on the arm and sending up streams of green smoke, and the burning flame is quickly extinguished.
The altar head woke up immediately, his eyes widened, and the hatred and anger seemed to burn everything.
Guo Twelve fired the moon blade without hesitation and slashed it down with one strike.
The head of the altar shook slightly, and the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure above the head suddenly turned and instantly increased to seven or eight meters. Only then did Guo Twelve see the sacrificial treasure clearly.
The cyan handle and the umbrella surface are covered with silver ancient runes, layered one above the other. There are seven rings on the umbrella surface, all of which are light purple rings. The umbrella has not just one layer, but three layers.
The umbrella surface at the top is the smallest in diameter, and the umbrella surface below is the largest, a bit like a compressed three-story tower.
The whistling moon blade slashed down.
The head of the altar showed a ferocious smile and shouted: "Go to hell!" The soul fluctuation was so strong that Guo Twelve couldn't help but feel a sense of panic. At this point, he could no longer take back the moon blade, so he gritted his teeth and punched out a string of virtual talismans.
Strengthen the power of the moon blade again and chop it down hard.
boom!
The moon blade struck the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure.
An unparalleled force came back. Guo Twelve did not expect that the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure would have such a huge power. Ancient Molian emitted a dazzling golden light, instantly blocking the force of the counterattack. Due to being too hasty, he only blocked
After absorbing 80% of the counter-shock force, the remaining 20% still fell on Guo Twelve.
A mouthful of blood spurted out a meter away. Guo Twelve kept retreating on the ancient ink lotus. He never expected this result.
When the handsome old man saw that Guo Twelve was injured, he immediately went crazy. He roared: "I'm going to tear you to pieces, I'm going to swallow you, you bastard."
A golden sacrificial treasure suddenly appeared.
Guo Twelve fell down on the ancient ink lotus. He was breathing heavily. When he saw the sacrificial treasure floating in front of the handsome old man, he couldn't help but lament in his heart: He went crazy and used the moon blade to chop the sacrificial treasure.
Gu Mo Lian protects him, he will definitely die, the strength of the altar head is too powerful.
The handsome old man's sacrificial treasure is like a golden stick.
A curse was issued, and the golden stick grew from small to large. Only then did Guo Twelve realize that it was not a stick, but a golden spear.
Guo Twelve reluctantly took back the moon blade. He knew in his heart that he was not qualified to intervene in the fight between the two old men.