The head of the altar also felt very useless. The shock just now caused him to be a little injured. What made him even more unhappy was that Guo Twelve was fine, and the virtual talisman chain prevented him from making too many movements. Gu Molian's
Turning a little bit compressed his space for movement.
The handsome old man shouted: "Go to hell!"
The golden spear increased in size again, until it reached a hundred meters in length, standing in the air like a huge pillar, with the tip of the spear rushing down. The handsome old man stretched out his hand, and the golden spear suddenly flew into the sky. The handsome old man shouted: "Twelve!
Stand back!"
Guo Twelve immediately commanded Gu Molian to retreat. The virtual talisman chain on the ancient Molian dragged the altar head and moved it a certain distance. The altar head struggled desperately, and he used the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure to protect his whole body, trying to
Resisting Gu Molian's drag, two thick arms tightly held the altar.
The Altar Head was looking for his other sacrificial treasures, and soon he let out an angry roar because he found that he only had one sacrificial treasure left, and all the other sacrificial treasures could not be found. The umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure was only a defensive
Instead of an offensive sacrificial treasure, he now has no weapons other than attacking with his soul to fight with the opponent.
day!
Guo Twelve seemed to hear the whistling sound of cannonballs before they fell in his previous life. He looked up and saw a little golden light falling quickly.
boom!
The golden spear suddenly stabbed the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure, and the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure was seen rotating rapidly. The seven rings on the umbrella flew up, covering the tip of the spear layer by layer, and pushed upward in the flash of purple light, at least to dissolve it.
He defeated half of the attack of the golden spear. But the spear sacrificial treasure was very fierce. Not only was it sharp enough to break armor, but it also hit with a huge pressure.
The whole body of the altar head sank downwards, and he designated the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure above his head. With this sacrificial treasure, he temporarily blocked the handsome old man's attack.
Guo Twelve stared blankly at the two fighting with the sacrificial treasures, feeling very envious of the power of the sacrificial treasures.
The poor altar head could only defend passively. His umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure could only neutralize the attack, but could not threaten the opponent. The handsome old man was protected by Gu Molian and took advantage of it. He commanded the golden spear and launched a round.
Round attack.
Guo Twelve said: "This umbrella is really good!"
The handsome old man said: "Okay, grab it!" He seemed a little crazy, and the altar head stimulated him a lot. While attacking with the golden spear, he shouted: "Boy, attack the altar below!" His move was extremely vicious.
, as long as the altar is destroyed, the altar head will have no basis for its existence.
Guo Twelve said: "Okay!" He and the handsome old man were now one body, both prosperous and devastated, and he fired the moon blade again.
The position of Gu Mo Lian and the altar is exactly opposite to each other, but Gu Mo Lian is in mid-air, so Guo Twelve can launch an attack from above. The moon blade whizzes and rotates against the ground, forming a circular blade wheel, which continuously rotates around the altar.
A few laps.
Guo Twelve said: "Handsome old man, attract his attention!"
Of course the handsome old man understood what Guo Twelve wanted to do, he laughed and said: "Okay!" The golden spear suddenly changed, swept across, and crashed into the umbrella-shaped defense of the sacrificial treasure, causing the altar's head and body to shake violently.
The solid head and body became hollow again, causing his strength to drop by at least 30%.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Guo Twelve's moon blade slashed across the bottom of the altar, and with a bang, a corner of the altar collapsed.
The head of the altar was beaten to the point of tears. Guo Twelve and the handsome old man jointly attacked, making it difficult for him to deal with it. He could not defend himself from above. He also understood that once the altar was destroyed, he would be doomed.
With a roar, a huge hand stretched out from the altar and grabbed the moon blade that was slashing towards him.
The handsome old man snorted, and the huge spear suddenly turned into a spear burning with flames, instantly piercing the huge palm and smashing it into pieces.
The moon blade slashed across the altar again, gravel flew across, and the altar shook.
The umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure used by the altar head could not withstand the attacks of Guo Twelve and the handsome old man. He was exhausted and roared in despair.
In fact, the handsome old man was also very frightened. He knew very well that if he had not relied on Gu Molian, he would have never been able to defeat the opponent. He was secretly glad that Guo Twelve found him first. If he had found this guy first, he would have been doomed.
It’s just yourself.
The moon blade slashed again and again, and the entire altar gradually collapsed. The head of the altar knew that something was wrong, and he cast a series of spells. The umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure above his head grew rapidly, and in an instant it swelled to a hundred meters high. From a distance, it looked like
It looks like a giant holding an umbrella, very weird.
The handsome old man yelled: "Be careful, this guy is going to fight!" A bead suddenly appeared on his head, and then it swelled up and emitted a dazzling light like the sun.
He shouted: "Ding!"
Guo Twelve was also anxious. He could feel the fluctuations of the opponent's sacrificial treasure and understood that it was the head of the altar intending to explode the sacrificial treasure. He could not continue to destroy the altar, so he immediately increased the power of Gu Molian, and once again used Gu Molian to
Countless virtual talisman chains hung down from the center, thousands of which were directly wrapped around the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure. He tried to control the opponent's sacrificial treasure.
The soul of the handsome old man gradually shrank, and all his power was transferred to the orb above his head. The umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure began to shrink gradually under the suppression of the orb. He shouted: "Grab it!"
The altar head sent out violent soul vibrations. The handsome old man shouted: "I'll make you fucking self-destruct! I don't want your fucking soul anymore."
Guo Twelve tried his best to drag the opponent with chains. This guy actually wanted to self-destruct his soul. He was also anxious. If the opponent self-destructed, they would not only lose the opponent's soul, but also suffer a huge impact. Who knows whether Gu Molian can
Can withstand this impact.
The handsome old man shouted: "Go to hell!" Dozens of thick tentacles suddenly hung down from the ancient ink lotus. Guo Twelve was stunned for a moment, they were the tentacles of the ancient pith beast.
Those tentacles suddenly passed through the protection of the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure and inserted into the huge body of the altar head.
The unbelievable light revealed in the head of the altar, his soul fluctuated for a while: "Ah swallow the spirit beast, ah, no no no no,"
Dozens of tentacles stirred together, and countless cracks appeared on the body of the altar head. A desperate soul wave said: "No! Ah" with a loud noise, the altar head was smashed into pieces, turning into a ball of pure soul.
The ancient peccary waved its tentacles excitedly and began to devour souls.
Guo Twelve shouted: "Handsome old man put away the ancient peccary!"
The handsome old man cast a few spells, and Gu Mo Lian produced a huge force and dragged the tentacles of the ancient peccary back.
Guo Twelve took the opportunity to increase the power of Gu Molian and quickly absorb the scattered souls. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the out-of-control umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure fell into his hands.
Guo Twelve was ecstatic in his heart, playing with the sacrificial treasure like a toy. The chains issued by the ancient ink lotus were flying on the altar, making it impossible for the heads of the altar to re-condensate their bodies, and a large number of pure souls were sucked into the ancient ink lotus. The handsome old man also
Returned to the ancient ink lotus and began to absorb souls crazily.
The number of souls on this altar alone is more than the souls on all previous altars combined.
Guo Twelve played with the umbrella-shaped sacrificial treasure for a while, and then began to absorb the souls. He was not too polite, because the number of souls this time was huge, and the handsome old man could not absorb them all at once. Some of them were absorbed by Gu Molian, and some of them were absorbed by Gu Molian.
Most of them were absorbed by the ancient Xizhu, the handsome old man and Guo Twelve.
The number of souls this time was really terrifying. The handsome old man used his soul to communicate with Guo Twelve: "Boy, we can only absorb more than half of this guy's soul at most, and there is still a part that we can't absorb no matter what. Do you want to give it to him?"
Did the ancient peccary absorb it?"
Guo Twelve asked: "Can't it be saved?"
The handsome old man said: "It's too late. Once these souls don't have time to absorb, they will soon dissipate."
Guo Twelve said: "Okay, let's give it to the ancient Xizhu. Handsome old man, can these souls be transferred to my companions?"
The handsome old man said: "Yes, it can be passed through the ancient ink lotus. They cannot absorb it directly. They have to filter it through the ancient ink lotus."
Guo Twelve was overjoyed to be able to help his companions improve. This was one of his wishes. The power of one person is not as powerful as the power of a group anyway. He shouted: "Everyone, come here!"
Gu Molian has shrunk and hovered above his head. Guo Twelve sat on the top of the altar. Eagle Demon and others flew down to the altar. Xian Rudai said: "Brother Twelve, you win! It's a pity that a sacrifice
The spirit is considered destroyed.”
Guo Twelve said: "Everyone sit cross-legged and don't move around."
Among this group of people, Guo Twelve already had a certain prestige. Even Xian Rudai and Zhang Yaojin were convinced. Everyone sat down cross-legged around him.
Guo Twelve said: "Practice with your own skills."
Xian Rudai whispered: "What are you doing? You are so mysterious." Then she sat down and started practicing.
Guo Twelve gently tapped the ancient ink lotus on his head, and countless filaments immediately flew out and fell into the hearts of everyone. He said: "Be careful, don't move around, absorb the soul I sent!"
Streams of pure souls were sent over, and this was the first time that everyone got this benefit. In this world, the most powerful thing is the soul power. Everyone's soul power is limited. Only after having an altar,
The soul can grow rapidly, because only by owning an altar and having sacrifices can your soul truly grow.
Before having an altar, every professional suffers from the inability to grow his soul quickly. He can only hone a little bit and practice a little bit in order to gradually grow and advance slowly. Guo Twelve is different, just like Luo Jie Qi Nanshan,
He took an alternative path to promotion.
Guo Twelve said in a deep voice: "Steady your mind, steady!" He could already feel the ecstatic mood of everyone.
Two days passed before this group of people divided up the soul of the altar head.
Everyone was promoted consecutively. Ying Mo, Zhang Yaojin, Zhou Xiaoling, and Xian Rudai were all promoted to senior great saint masters. Luo Zhan, the lowest, was also successfully promoted to junior great saint master. If his soul had not been exhausted, he could continue to advance.