The first thousand four hundred and sixty-seven chapters
As expected by Yi Yun, Jian Wuming was indifferent when he heard the words: "Now that the matter has come to an end, there is no need to talk about these useless things anymore. Let's seize the time and say some last words."
"Senior Wuming! If all of us die and you leave alone, you will definitely be wanted by many forces. I think, Senior Wuming, you can't not care at all, right? Even if you don't care, Senior Wuming, if you can avoid this,
Wouldn't everything be more perfect?" Yue Wangjian continued eagerly.
Jian Wuming stopped talking and just looked at him with a smile.
Yue Wangjian's gaze became deeper, and he suddenly said: "I have a blood curse scroll here. I swear by the blood curse contract. Once it is violated, the soul will be tortured by extreme pain for a thousand years and then broken, and there will be no recovery!"
As Yue Wangjian spoke, he took out a red ancient scroll from the space ring. This was originally used by Yue Wangjian on others, but he didn't want to use this most vicious curse on himself now in order to survive.
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"If Senior Wuming lets me go, I swear on the Blood Curse Scroll that I will never tell what happened today. I will say what happened today was an accident. My Yue King Sword has a poor reputation. My words,
Many people will believe that as long as I testify for Senior Wuming, Senior Wuming will not be in trouble. I think if one less person is absorbed by me, it will not have any impact on the Blood Demon Bones, right?"
He has already seen that what Jian Wuming really likes and needs is Fairy Youruo and Yi Yun, and to put it bluntly, they are just foils.
Since it is not a necessity, it is possible to convince Jian Wuming to give up.
The King of Yue Sword suddenly pointed at Yi Yun and said angrily: "Yi Yun! You did all this! After I go out, I will tell Guixu that it was you who launched the sneak attack in order to seize the treasure! Even I also
I was almost killed by you, you are so vicious."
Everyone was dumbfounded. Yue Wang Jian seemed to be upright, but now he was telling lies plausibly in order to survive.
Fairy Youruo showed disappointment in her eyes, and she said coldly: "Yue Wangjian, you are so shameless."
"Junior sister Youruo, this is also a helpless move. I am a core disciple of the Taichu Immortal Sect and have a bright future. I really don't want to die here. I think you all can understand me. As for Brother Yi... you
Everyone is dead, so they probably don’t care about those false reputations anymore." Yue Wangjian said in a very sincere tone.
Fairy Youruo had cold eyes and ignored Yue Wangjian. She really didn't want to say even one more word to this person.
Yi Yun couldn't help but laugh: "Of course I don't care, because you can't walk out of here alive. While you still have a chance, use that mouth of yours and say more."
Yue Wangjian's expression darkened. Yi Yun was too harsh. In this situation, did he still think he had a chance?
At this time, Jian Wuming's eyes flashed and he said, "Yue Wang Jian, what you said makes some sense, so just swear it."
If it can avoid causing any trouble, Jian Wuming will naturally not refuse.
Yue Wangjian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and crushed the blood curse in his hand, turning it into little bits of blood and flying into his body.
Seeing that the blood curse had taken effect, Jian Wuming nodded: "In that case, go over and input your vitality into the formation and do something."
When King Yue Jian heard Jian Wuming's words, he was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, senior Wuming!"
Jian Wuming casually cast a spell, and Yue Wangjian immediately felt that his body was free again.
Yue Wangjian suppressed his excitement and glanced at the people around him who could not move.
These people either looked at him with hatred or despair.
And Lie Jiaojiao screamed even more sternly: "Senior Brother Yue, save me! Save me! Please! I don't want to die yet!"
"Junior sister Jiaojiao, I'm sorry, there is only one blood curse scroll, and I really can't do anything about it." Yue Wangjian spread his hands and said with a smile.
Even if he still has the blood curse scroll, it is impossible to use it on Lie Jiaojiao. This woman is really too naive.
"Don't worry, you won't die so soon." Jian Wuming said at this moment.
Lie Jiaojiao had just shown a look of resentment because of Yue Wangjian's words. When she heard Jian Wuming's words, she suddenly became excited again: "Senior Wuming, please let me go. I admire Senior Wuming very much. I..."
"You better not be too happy too early. I just said that you won't die so soon. It is now in the final stage of preparing to merge with me. You need to taste every step and use all the absorbed energy for your own use. Then it will
It's the next one's turn." Jian Wuming said slowly.
Lie Jiaojiao's body stiffened, and her lips kept trembling. Isn't what Jian Wuming said about digestion? Once the blood demon bone digests the last person, it will immediately swallow her!
And this digestion time may be a stick of incense, or it may be in the blink of an eye. During this process, the strange black shadow was still floating towards her, and had already arrived in front of her!
Almost face to face with the black shadow, Lie Jiaojiao was forced to see clearly the true appearance of the black shadow. The black shadow was almost translucent, as if it was composed of many black mist. Although it did not
The five senses are different, but Lie Jiaojiao can feel its gaze, which is a gaze that makes people feel chilled from the bottom of their bones.
At this moment, Lie Jiaojiao suddenly saw a face on the black shadow's face without features, which was the warrior who had been sucked dry just now. His face showed pain, and his mouth was open, as if he was howling.
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"ah!"
Lie Jiaojiao was so frightened that she screamed, but she was fixed there and couldn't hide at all, so she could only watch.
The warrior's face slowly passed through the black shadow's body and was submerged in the black mist.
However, soon, many more faces appeared in the black shadow's body, including those who had died before.
The body of this black shadow is not made of black mist, but human faces!
With so many human faces forming its body, this blood demon bone absorbed the flesh and blood essence of countless people to become what it is now.
And she, Lie Jiaojiao, was about to become one of them.
Yue Wangjian's scalp felt numb after seeing it, and he immediately began to inject vitality into the formation.
"Go with all your strength." Jian Wuming said calmly.
As soon as Jian Wuming opened his mouth, Yue Wangjian dared not hold back. He continuously poured his own vitality into the formation.
Boom boom boom!
Yi Yun's sword light crisscrossed the formation. Seeing the sword light coming, Yue Wang Jianyi felt a slight palpitation in his heart, as if the sword light was about to fall on his head.
Seeing Yi Yun's attack, the warriors all had expectations in their hearts.
If Yi Yun could break through the formation, then they might still be alive.
Even Lie Jiaojiao looked at Yi Yun expectantly at this time.
The next moment, the sword light struck the thin curtain.
The thin screen flashed with a faint red light, seemingly without power, but it completely blocked the sharp sword light and had no impact at all.
The palpitating feeling of Yue Wang Jian immediately disappeared, and now Yi Yun was just a toothless tiger.
The rest of the warriors, including Lie Jiaojiao, all looked extremely disappointed.
"Yi Yun, you should just wait for death, why waste your energy?" Yue Wangjian mocked.
As Jian Wuming spoke, the entire formation began to move rapidly, and streaks of blood were drawn out from the ground. The blood seemed to be filled with painful souls.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt horrified. If you guessed correctly, these painful souls were the geniuses from various forces who had come to the ancient battlefield to experience!
Jian Wuming has stayed in the ancient battlefield for thousands of years. He has brought here again and again those geniuses who come to the Tomb of Demon Gods in search of opportunities, and uses their blood essence to water and nourish this demonic land.
At this time, the power of these resentful spirits was concentrated by the formation, and their attack target was none other than Yi Yun!
Jian Wuming naturally wanted to deal with Yi Yun first, and then deal with the others. For everyone, Yi Yun was the only hope. If Yi Yun died, they would all be doomed.
Seeing the evil forces gathering together, Yi Yun pondered slightly and put away the Fantasy Snow Sword.
Um!?
Seeing this situation, everyone's hearts sank. Why did Yi Yun put away his sword? Even if he was outmatched, he wouldn't give up.
"Have you finally accepted your fate? Let's turn it into a blood demon bone sacrifice!"
Jian Wuming laughed wildly, but at this moment, a mysterious rune suddenly lit up on Yi Yun's chest, emitting a dark gray light, like a gray moon.
Yi Yunxu held the runes on his chest, and wisps of gray energy escaped. As soon as these gray energy appeared, the blood energy and resentful spirits floating around were squeezed by the gray energy and shattered one after another. Even this space was filled with gray energy.
The air pressure shook violently, as if it was about to burst.
Hongmeng Qi!
"Huh!? This is..."
Jian Wuming suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in his heart. At this moment, Yi Yun had already stretched out his hand, and all the energy in his body converged towards the rune. The terrifying evil energy burst out, and a gray light erupted from Yi Yun.
Clouds fly out of your fingertips!
This is the power Yi Yun obtained in the Temple of God's Fall. He used the ancient token to gather a large amount of Hongmeng's energy, turned it into a mark, branded it on his chest, and used the Hongmeng Destruction Law to strike it out!
"Whoosh!"
The gray light penetrated all the painful souls and hit the thin curtain heavily.
When he saw this gray light, Yue Wangjian felt a stronger palpitation in his heart than before.
When Jian Wuming saw this gray light, his heart skipped a beat. His eyes dropped, and he was about to cast spells on the array.
But the gray light was so solid that it was only a thin strip as thick as a finger. It seemed to have condensed the power of the universe, which was simply unmatchable.
boom!
A loud bang suddenly came, and gray light set off a terrifying Hongmeng storm.
Yue Wangjian stood in the formation and felt his head buzzing. Then waves of ghost pain came, and a large number of innocent souls were extinguished and disappeared in the gray storm, completely turning into nothingness.
Jian Wuming, who was the medium of the formation, snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood.