The sound of the surging river became louder and louder, as if it was right in front of him, and the sound of cracking kept coming from the space above Mo Han's head.
"Stop him, don't let him show it, otherwise everyone here will die!" Yin Zhao has never seen death, but as the eldest prince of Xuanye Kingdom, he has seen too many secrets that others don't know.
, especially about the killing blade.
In addition to the information that everyone knows about the SesshÅblade, there are seven moves in total. These seven moves are referred to as the Seven Kills, and each kill is infinitely powerful and extremely domineering.
The seven moves recorded in historical records, from one kill to seven kills, are: blood falls to the earth, life falls to hell, flowers bloom on the other side, soul returns to the underworld, life plunder, soul devouring, and annihilation.
Yin Zhao didn't know how many kills Mo Han could perform, but no matter how many kills Mo Han could perform, he was unwilling to try. What Mo Han was performing was the second kill among the seven kills - Death. According to historical records,
It is recorded in the book that the fate of falling into the underworld is to summon the underworld river water to the world. Wherever the river flows, everything will sink into the river water and turn into fly ash.
Sha Yuwei took the array plate in her hand and quickly came to Zhou Yingyi and others. She didn't care about what happened behind her. She shouted "Go" to Zhou Yingyi and took the lead to fly out of the altar.
Not far from the edge of the altar and the Blood Sacrifice light curtain, Sha Yuwei reached out and threw the array disk in her hand towards the light curtain.
Bang.
The formation disk shattered with a sound, and each formation symbol flew out from the broken formation disk, colliding with the light curtain of the Blood Sacrifice.
Sizzle.
Like water poured on red-hot iron, a small blank hole appeared in the light curtain of the Blood Sacrifice under the action of each formation talisman, and then this small hole continued to expand.
The Blood Sacrifice Array is placed on the altar of Xuanye Kingdom, with a steady stream of power supporting its operation. However, the talisman used by Sha Yuwei to break the Blood Sacrifice is limited.
When all the formation disks disappear, that is when the Blood Sacrifice returns to its original state.
"Let's go." When Sha Yuwei looked at the hole that appeared on the Blood Sacrifice Light Screen, which was barely big enough for one person to pass through, she shouted and led the group of people to leave quickly.
Long Sheng, the leader of the Qingli Kingdom, glanced at Mo Han who was standing in the air, and finally quietly left behind Sha Yuwei and his party. His daughter Long Zheng, or righteous daughter Long Zheng, was leaving
He always told him that if Mo Han was in trouble later, he would try his best to help Mo Han if he could. Long Zheng didn't tell him the reason, but he always kept it in his heart, and he was also willing to help this young man who rose like a comet.
Long Sheng's help to Mo Han has been hidden under the water. No one even knew that he was on Mo Han's side except himself. Long Sheng felt that many people were already on the bright side, so he hid
It might have an unexpected effect. Seeing that Mo Han had arranged for everyone on his side to leave, leaving him alone here, Long Sheng vaguely thought of something and decided to leave decisively.
The ominous shouting did not have the effect he wanted. Xi Nan, Ji Jia, Dongfang Hong, and Dugu Maohuo all made deals with him. They were not here to help him. To put it bluntly, they were here.
Those who take advantage of the situation to rob others.
In their minds, Mo Han, a mere Golden Core cultivator, could not make any big waves no matter how powerful he was. Although Mo Han had proven his power before, they still felt that Nangong Li was mainly careless.
The space above Mo Han's head had been completely shattered, and a huge black hole appeared out of thin air. Gurgling water flowed out of the hole, converging into a river several meters wide.
The water in the river was a deep khaki color, with a cold air blowing towards you. There were some white skeletons of various animals floating in the water.
In an instant, the temperature on the altar seemed to drop several degrees, and a cold breeze blew quietly. Everyone except Mo Han couldn't help but shiver.
Yin Zhao's spiritual weapon was a primary five-forged spear, which even contained the incomplete soul of a pangolin, which had vaguely reached the level of a spiritual treasure. At this time, he flew into the air alone, and his whole body's strength was completely injected into the spear.
He stabbed Mo Han hard in the head.
Mo Han stood in mid-air, wearing dark red armor condensed with murderous intent, with a wide river above his head, looking down at all the people on the altar with cold eyes, as if a god of murder was weighing on everyone's hearts.
Yin Zhao struck with all his strength, but before the gun could reach him, his fierce murderous aura rushed in front of Mo Han.
Mo Han looked at the Yin Zhao rising from the ground with an evil smile on his lips. He didn't care about the murderous aura coming from the Yin Zhao spear. He stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the tip of the Yin Zhao spear.
Yin Zhao is now in the middle stage of Yuanying. With his full blow, let alone Mo Han, who is just a golden elixir, even a cultivator in the late stage of Yuanying must pay great attention to it, otherwise if he does not do well, the boat will capsize in the gutter.
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Seeing Mo Han standing still and holding out a finger with great disdain to resist his full blow, Yin Zhao showed a slight smile on his face, and even said to Mo Han in his heart, "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
But it wasn't until one of Mo Han's fingers fell on the head of his gun that something was wrong. The imagined scene of Mo Han being pierced by a gun and blood spurting out did not happen.
A coldness that penetrated deep into the soul struck from the tip of the spear, making Yin Zhao's soul tremble, as if he was suddenly exposed to the freezing cold of ice and snow, and even his thinking was slowed down.
Immediately afterwards, the first crack appeared in his eyes on his proud spear, followed by the second and third cracks. In the blink of an eye, his spear was covered with cracks and collapsed instantly.
Come.
Yes, Yin Zhao's spear collapsed directly.
"Get out!" Mo Han shouted, turned his fingers into fists, and hit Yin Zhao hard on the forehead.
Due to the strange cold influence that had frozen the soul before, coupled with the collapse of the spear, Yin Zhao was unprepared, and Mo Han's punch actually landed on Yin Zhao.
While the gloomy omen was still in the air, he spurted three mouthfuls of blood in succession, and his whole body immediately became sluggish, making him feel several years older.
Bang.
Yin Zhao fell heavily on the altar, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. His face was pale, and he could not stand up from the ground for a long time.
There is a huge secret room under the Xuanye Kingdom's Altar. In the middle of this secret room is a small altar that is exactly the same as the Kingdom's Altar. The only difference is the size.
Surrounding the small altar is a medium-sized pool, which is filled with scarlet liquid. If you look closely, you can see that the liquid is all blood, including blood from monsters, humans, animals, and all kinds of blood.
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The strange thing is that the blood is perfectly blended together. Not only does it have no smell of blood, but it exudes a strange fragrance, and it is this altar and this blood pool that provide all the power needed for blood sacrifices.
The blood pool is also a square pool, with a pipe made of an unknown material placed above each of the four corners. Scarlet liquid that is exactly the same as in the pool is gurgling out of the pipe.
Looking along one of the pipes, there will be a square platform that is neither big nor small. Behind the platform is a wall. There is a black iron door on the wall that is tightly closed. It is unknown where it leads.
There is a tea table placed on the square platform. The tea on the table has become cold and no heat is escaping.
"As the saying goes, tea should be drunk while it's hot, as cooling it will harm your health. Your cup of tea has been brewed for several hours, why don't you drink it yet?" A young man at the tea table played with the ring in his hand and looked at the old man opposite.
Said softly.
The old man's face was covered with ravines, and he was dressed in black. You could faintly see a black dragon embroidered on the clothes. Maybe he was really old, his hair was white, and even his body seemed to exude an aura of death, even though he was already
He is in the middle stage of spiritual cultivation, but he is still old.
"I don't know what you mean. Didn't we cooperate well before? Why do you want to stop me from taking action tonight?" The old man is the Supreme Emperor Yinchuan of Xuanye Kingdom and the only breakthrough spirit in Xuanye Kingdom.
The guardian of the period.
Sitting across from Yinchuan is the mysterious man who suddenly descended on the Dead Leaf Continent a few years ago.
"Where did Mr. Yin say that? Our cooperation has always been smooth, which is what you think unilaterally. If you think about it carefully, how much have you done since we came to this continent, what we have asked you to do? And what's more?
How many of them meet our minimum requirements? No, not one thing. You, the majestic master of a country, have broken your trust with us, how can you let our cooperation continue?"
In this dim space, if you don't look carefully, you can see that there are four old men standing around the young man and Yinchuan. Any of these four old men have the spiritual master's late stage Dzogchen cultivation. At this time, they will
The corner is completely sealed, and if Yinchuan dares to move rashly, death will befall him.
"With my power, I can completely turn you all into puppets, but I don't have a group of reliable collaborators. I need a group of reliable collaborators, not collaborators like you. So when the evil omen finds me, I won't do anything.
He made a hesitant choice. And it was his wish to trap you here." Although the young man's words were full of anger and dissatisfaction, his whole face was calm and his tone was not ups and downs, as if he was describing something worthless.
A small thing to mention.
At this moment, the entire altar suddenly shook violently, and large rocks fell from it.
"Sir, be careful." A stone fell from above and fell towards where the young man was. The old man standing behind him took a step forward, caught the stone with one hand, and in Yinchuan's eyes, lifted a large piece of stone.
The stone turned into nothingness.
"Take him with you. It's time for us to go out and meet our little friend." The young man stood up, as if nothing happened just now.