God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 3691

After putting down the corpse, the five of Nihuang meditated in the air.

each side.

They surrounded hundreds of thousands of corpses.

Afterwards, they jointly launched the blood sacrifice technique.

On the surface, hot mist rose up.

Yue Qingcheng saw it, and unfolded her pupil technique to take a closer look.

These hot fogs were not caused by the blood sacrifice technique.

It seems to be hiding under the surface.

However, the blood sacrifice technique lured them out.

In fact, even if they don't urge them, the hot fog will come up.

Just very slow.

Now, it's much faster.

Nikun said: "Rest where you are. Yinyang Mountain is dangerous, so don't walk around carelessly."

In other words, this blood sacrifice will take a lot of time.

Teams from other realms also began to repair.

However, a blood sacrifice of this scale happened right before our eyes, who would be willing to rest and miss such a spectacle?

Yue Qingcheng sat down cross-legged.

Shang Xie said: "Yue Qingcheng, first prepare your hole cards."

"There are people all around, where am I going to go?"

Shang Xie said: "That's right, let's refine the medicine. Prepare a lot of thunder calamity. Evil cultivators are afraid of thunder calamity. If they are not afraid, then the thunder calamity is not big enough."

For now, that's all there is to it.

But in alchemy in the Yuan Furnace, Yue Qingcheng couldn't perform the alchemy technique.

Only medicine stove.

Fortunately, everything is complete in the Yuan Furnace, except that the refining speed is slower, there is nothing wrong with it.

The blood sacrifice technique lasted for three days and three nights.

However, the changes are small.

After the first day of hot fog, there was blood under the corpse.

There was also blood spilled.

The next day, most of the corpses were soaked in bloody water, and bloody blisters were gushing out.

On the third day, all the bodies disappeared.

turned into a river.

Like this, Yue Qingcheng forcibly witnessed a scene where real blood flowed like a river.

It turned out that there was a river of blood in front of the mountain gate.

Only the river dried up.

If you want to open the mountain gate, you need to restore the blood river.

"The price of opening the mountain gate is not small. Shangxie, why is the mountain gate so open? Yinyang Mountain is the blood god's cemetery. Could it be that it set it up by itself before it died?"

Shang Xie sneered.

"It probably didn't expect that someone would be able to kill it, right? How could there be such a preparation?"

After a pause, it said: "It's possible. It was set up after its spirit awakened. What about opening the mountain gate, bah, this is basically the nutrition prepared for it."

Yue Qingcheng said in shock: "What? The blood god has awakened?"

Shangxie said contemptuously: "Don't worry, its soul will only wake up occasionally. It's so weak, and it's suppressed by Yinyang Mountain. Every time it wakes up, it won't last long. I don't know how many times it wakes up before it completes this small mountain gate."

Yue Qingcheng reminded it, "It's not just the mountain gate. The miasma and the blood boiling are all caused by it, right? The evil, the situation is worse than you imagined."

I don't know how many people in Nihuang know about the blood god, and whether they know that a god was suppressed in Yinyang Mountain?

But they must be guided by the blood god to come here.

In other words, he found a helper!

Someone is helping him!

Yue Qingcheng's sight stopped on the gurgling river of blood.

How much power will this river of blood add to the Blood God?

As the name suggests, the effect of blood on the blood god is probably much stronger than that of spirit stones.

Shang Xie was silent for a while, and said: "It's okay..."

Yue Qingcheng: "Huh?"

Worried about the evil spirits of the common people in the world, is there such an attitude?

Shang Xie said: "Ah, no matter, Wenshui will be refined, the blood god will be resurrected, and there may be other things. There are so many troubles, how can I take care of them. Every day is a day!"

Yue Qingcheng: "..."

It turned out that he gave up on himself.

(End of this chapter)