The surging demonic power was completely released, triggering the movement of the formation. Suddenly, purple-blue light pillars rushed into the sky from under the earth one after another. Among them, the nine thickest light pillars showed a rich purple color, which was strange and evil.
All the light pillars formed a huge array in the sky, and the light almost enveloped the entire city. The human captives and the beast tide formed by low-level monsters were all enveloped.
"Refining."
The Black Flame Lion Demon Lord shouted, and purple light filled the air. Wherever he passed, human captives and low-level monsters turned into blood in the light.
Tens of billions of humans and low-level monster beasts let out painful wails, one after another, and finally disappeared completely. The blood and water gathered together, turning into a huge sea of blood that was hundreds of thousands of miles away.
The eight demon saints looked at this scene indifferently, without any change in their expressions. On the ground in front of them, a jade pillar was erected, and a sea of blood formed. A blood line on the jade pillar grew rapidly upward, and soon reached its peak.
The jade beads on the top of the jade pillar erupted with intense blood light, and a purple six-pointed star could be faintly seen emerging from the jade beads.
"The human race in a huge city, plus so many low-level ethnic groups, finally got the blood essence that meets the conditions. This time, we demon race will definitely overthrow this Canglong Continent."
"Lord Youlan, it will take about ten years to inject the blood spirit. Do the Three Saints have any other arrangements?" asked an old man in red robe. This old man in red robe had apparently hunted down Han Mofeng.
Litian Demon Saint.
"The Star Realm has just opened. It is not the time for us to do something big. The order given to me by the Three Saints is to continue dormant. There is no need for us to intervene in other matters for the time being." You Lan said.
Outside the formation light curtain of the Blood Refining Nine Nether Formation, separated by a towering city wall, the demon king's army of the Yilong Mountain Range is entrenched on the ground, densely packed, like huge houses, sleeping. In the sky, the demon king's army is entrenched.
The demon emperor's army in human form lined up in an array, looking at each other from a distance, looking at the sea of blood in the array.
There are also thousands of demon kings performing their respective duties, commanding the army of demon kings and demon emperors. Such a force is no weaker than an ordinary giant city. Of course, this assumes that the semi-saints and spiritual saint monks are not counted.
In the center of the formation, a mustard space was opened by a powerful force. The sea of blood turned into steaming mist and poured into the mustard space. The diffuse blood mist was pulled by the invisible force and flowed towards the depths of the mustard space, finally entering
Another world.
...
Starry Domain, the city behind the Gobi Desert, in front of the temple.
Han Yi walked along the way, killing countless stone lives, and finally arrived in front of the temple half a month later.
I don’t know what kind of stone it was built from. The temple is majestic and majestic, exuding a sense of nobility and holiness that makes people feel ashamed.
"call."
Han Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the turbulent spiritual power in his body gradually calmed down. Although he never encountered half-life-level stone life again, existences at the peak level of spiritual masters continued one after another, and sometimes even dozens appeared at a time, which made
He put a lot of effort into it.
"I wonder what kind of treasures there will be in this temple?" Han Yi said to himself as he looked up at the ocher-red temple.
"Could there be an artifact hidden inside?"
Han Yi stepped onto the stone steps and climbed up step by step. Suddenly, the earth trembled, and the temple rose up from the ground, thousands of miles into the air. Han Yi almost lost his footing and fell down.
He stabilized his body, the spiritual light came out to protect his whole body, Can Mo took his hand, and the Beidou Tiangang Sword floated beside him. In an instant, he was ready to face the enemy.
"roar--"
The roar came from below, low and long, as if it came from the ancient times. Han Yi flew out of the temple steps and was tens of thousands of miles away before he could clearly see the tip of the iceberg of the giant beast.
It was not a stone life, but a huge turtle-shaped monster that was tens of thousands of miles away. The temple was actually lost on its back.
The old turtle is covered in green gray, with dragon horns on its head, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and a pair of golden eyes, like the dazzling sun, emitting a stunning light.
"Who, come out?"
Han Yi suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction. The ground exploded, and a embarrassed figure shot into the air. The ground rumbled and collapsed toward the back, and a faint powerful wave spread in the ground.
"As expected of a turtle, just moving his feet can pose a fatal threat to me." The man had a rough face, carried a very broad long knife on his back, and exuded a fiery and violent aura of flames.
After the rugged man finished speaking, he turned to look at Han Yi. He felt the aura on Han Yi's body and frowned.
"You are actually able to come here with your early cultivation level, Spirit Master. Which force are you a disciple of?"
"It seems that I asked you first." Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. The rough and arrogant man's cultivation had almost reached the peak of the spiritual master. The sense of oppression that emanated from him invisibly made Han Yi feel frightened.
"Lin Yan, a disciple of the Sword Saint Sect in the Lower South China Sea."
"South China Sea Sword Saint Sect." Han Yi's heart moved. This sect has been inherited for more than tens of thousands of years. Its power in the South China Sea is second only to Iron Eagle Castle. There are two Spirit Saint monks in the sect, which is very scary.
"It turns out that I am a high disciple of the Sword Saint Sect. I am Han Yi, who comes from Tianmu City in the East Demon Territory."
"I've never heard of Tianmu City." The rough man thought for a while and said honestly.
"Tianmu City is insignificant in the Eastern Demon Territory. It's normal that Brother Lin Yan has never heard of it." Han Yi said with a slight smile. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother Lin Yan, you seem to know a lot about the temple here.
Looks like this, do you still recognize this giant turtle carrying the temple on its back?"
"A senior from our Sword Saint Sect once came here, so he left some information. When I teleported into the Star Realm, I happened to be in the Gobi Desert, so I came over to take a look." Lin Yan didn't know anything about Han Yi.
He was on guard, and he didn't know whether he was honest by nature, or whether he felt that Han Yi's cultivation level was too low to pose any threat to him.
"How are we going to deal with that turtle?" Han Yi stared at the turtle solemnly, "In my perception, the aura on its body is completely unfathomable. I'm afraid it can be compared with the Spirit Saint monks.
"
"The turtle's life is long and almost endless. When the Star Realm experienced the Realm War, this turtle may have already existed. It is estimated to be hundreds of millions of years ago. If it were not for the gentle temperament of the turtle, it would not be possible.
I like fighting, and the attack just now was able to completely destroy this Houtu City."
"This is impossible." Han Yi said in horror. Han Yi didn't know how huge Houtu City was, but it took him half a month to fly all the way to the temple. Excluding the time spent fighting,
Time, I must have been flying for ten days.
With his speed, he can fly thousands of miles in ten days. Destroying an area within tens of thousands of miles with one strike is simply a power at the level of a god.
"Hahaha, Brother Han, the Turtle has been cultivating for hundreds of millions of years. It is better than a god even if it is not a god. What's more, the Turtle's attribute is earth, and it controls the power of the earth. As long as it exerts its full strength, it can destroy the city of Houtu with one blow.
, it’s really not a difficult task. After all, the city of Houtu today does not have the power of Queen Houtu to protect it." Lin Yan said with a smile.
"Then we can't enter the temple?" Han Yi frowned after listening to Lin Yan's words.
"As long as you hold the Divine Origin Bead and enter the temple, you will not be attacked by the Turtle." Lin Yan said, turning over his hand and taking out an amber bead.
Han Yi's heart moved slightly. I wonder how many Divine Origin Beads there are in total?
"call out."
While the two were talking, a blue ray of light flew out from the side of the turtle and rushed straight into the temple. The turtle's golden eyes watched the ray of light entering the temple without wavering, without any intention of blocking it.
"Brother Han, let's go too. I think the last Divine Origin Bead should be with you." Lin Yan looked at Han Yi and grinned, showing his white porcelain teeth.
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Han Yi's reply, he flew into the temple with the crimson escape light and the divine source bead in his hand. As expected, the Turtle did not stop him.
Han Yi took out the Divine Origin Bead and followed him.
Before arriving at the gate of the temple, the two of them saw the figure in the blue light, a young man in blue brocade robes who looked to be no more than twenty years old.
"Second Young Master Xiao, the ghost of your Iron Eagle Castle is really lingering." Seeing the young man in blue robe, Lin Yan's face darkened and he said mockingly.
"Brother Lin, what you said is wrong. This city of Houtu is not owned by your Sword Saint Sect. It is only by chance that I appear here." The young man named Xiao said with a smile, looking completely
He didn't care about Lin Yan's ridicule to him.
"Humph." Lin Yan snorted coldly, but said nothing more.
"This brother, I am Xiao Yijie, comes from Tieying Castle in the South China Sea." Xiao Yijie looked at Han Yi and said with a smile to express his goodwill.
"Han Yi in the Lower East Demonic Territory Canopy City." Han Yi also smiled and responded.
"It turns out to be Brother Han, whom I have admired for a long time."
Han Yi secretly laughed. When did his name spread to the South China Sea and be respected by others for a long time?
"Talking lies with your eyes open." Lin Yan taunted again, "Brother Han, you can be careful about this guy. The people in Iron Eagle Castle are all hypocrites and smiling tigers. As long as there is a chance, they will be the first to stab you in the back.
People are them."
Xiao Yijie always smiled and neither agreed nor refuted Lin Yan's words.
"You two, let's open the temple first. I'm very curious about what treasures there are in the Houtu Temple." Han Yi said.
"Yes." Lin Yan stretched out his fingers, and a Divine Origin Bead lay in the palm of his hand.
Xiao Yijie also took out his Divine Origin Bead. On the gate of the temple, invisible power came from the three grooves, and the two Divine Origin Beads flew over by themselves. Seeing this scene, Han Yi flicked his finger and held the Divine Origin Bead in his hand.
The source bead flew out and was directly embedded in one of the grooves.
The three divine source beads were combined, and a trace of pure and sacred divine source power was released, all integrated into the patterns on the door. The illuminated patterns formed a picture of a goddess looking at the moon. It seems that the goddess should