The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Song Xing stretched out his arm and drew nine ancient seal characters out of thin air outside his body. Each character is mysterious and unique, containing the great ways of heaven and earth. It seems to represent the two qi of ice and fire in the world. At this moment, the nine ancient seal characters quickly drew out mysterious sealing runes at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dark iron chains, densely packed in circles, completely sealing the void around the battleship.

In the void, a fiery red flame suddenly appeared. The flames burned, making a hissing sound, and waves of blazing temperature swept out like a tide. Turn the entire void into a furnace. Wherever the flame passes, space is distorted. Dark cracks appear. In this area, a red sky suddenly appeared.

Thick frost chains poked out from the void, each one fully ten meters long. Once entangled, even the Yang energy can be frozen and even the Yin soul can be strangled.

Song Xing took a step forward and waved the halberd in his hand again. Suddenly, he saw a ball of fire emerging from the halberd. The fireball transmitted intense heat. As soon as it appeared, he immediately saw the nearby people. The ghosts screamed and disappeared in the burning smoke.

As the halberd was waved, the chains of ice and fire continued to shatter, explode, shatter, and turn into nothing.

Song Xing stepped towards the void step by step.

Everywhere he passed was cleared.

"Damn it, you despicable human being, how dare you break the blood curse of Guihe like us. If I don't kill you today, I will never be a ghost again." The ghost commander let out a ferocious roar.

All he saw was that the ghosts were crushing their blood vessels one after another, and blood was spilling out like a fountain, dyeing the blood river red. One after another, the resentful spirits soared into the sky, turned into blood, and poured into the Ghost River, causing the Blood Curse of the Ghost River to be restored again.

But Song Xing was invincible along the way, and every ghost soldier was torn to pieces by the halberd and turned into blood mist. How could he stop Song Xing? He was forced step by step, getting closer and closer to the altar.

"Human race, die!!"

When a ghost general saw it, his eyes suddenly turned fierce. He held a ghost sword in his hand, roared, and struck Song Xing with one strike.

"court death!!"

Song Xing narrowed his eyes, and struck the halberd in the air. Thunder raged on the halberd, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. It hit the ghost sword in the ghost general's hand on the spot. The halberd and the ghost sword collided with each other on the spot. Sonorous and crisp. Arcs of electricity shot out from the armor, making the entire sword tremble.

The ghost general spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a meteorite, hitting the ground and killing him on the spot.

"kill!!"

Song Xing didn't hesitate at all, holding his halberd and striding over.

"Damn human race, you can never leave alive today."

"Blood Pool Ghost River!!"

Countless ghosts roared.

Suddenly, all I saw was that on the Huangquan Road, there were waves on the blood pool. The blood in the blood river was rolling. Pieces of blood bubbles emerged from the blood river strangely. In the blood bubbles, there were ghost figures wandering around, wailing sadly. Voice. This scene is too terrifying.

The blood river boils, the blood bubbles burst, and endless wronged souls gather, turn into blood, and pour into the blood river continuously. The blood bubbles turn into lotus-shaped petals, floating in the blood river. This lotus flower is constantly swaying like a living creature. Then, blood-filled mouths appeared out of thin air, and demons pounced on them.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Song Xing could feel the danger in the blood pool and chose to withdraw without hesitation.

There were so many wronged souls in the blood river that they were overwhelming. The number was really astonishing. Countless demons rushed over and left countless scratches on Song Xing's armor. Even on the armor, huge gaps appeared, and blood flowed out.

This is truly a mountain of bones and a sea of ​​bones.

In the underworld, all living creatures will be restrained by the blood curse.

The purer the blood, the greater the pressure, which is a kind of shackles carried in the blood.

Blood is the essence of blood that is born in the mother's fetus among thousands of lives. There are too many impurities in it. A drop of blood contains too many things, many of which are irreplaceable. The thickness of the bloodline determines the innate potential of the heir born. The purity of the bloodline and the aptitude of the heir make it easier for him to practice various techniques. Understand various magical powers. Song Xing shouted coldly, and a blood line appeared between his eyebrows. In the blood line, a vertical eye appeared, and in the vertical eye, there was a layer of blood-colored treasure. Two divine rings emerged from this precious pupil, exuding boundless majesty.

The blood eyes opened, and in an instant, Song Xing saw that a number of ferocious bloody ghosts appeared beside him. These ghosts were all connected to him by blood. The scary thing was that these ghosts were all condensed by resentment. The pain and resentment they endured before death were all transformed into ghosts. They became extremely terrifying beings, attacking the body crazily.

A very terrible curse.

Under the eyes of the bloodline god, a famous ghost collapsed directly.

But similarly, under the attack of these fierce ghosts, Song Xing's body also suffered trauma. His armor was torn, countless claw marks appeared, and blood marks appeared on his skin. The body trembled slightly. Looking a little embarrassed.

"What a terrible curse."

Song Xing's face was solemn.

He discovered that his body was decaying rapidly and seemed to have been caught in some unknown curse. Difficult to escape.

"Hahaha, human race, this is the Blood River Blood Curse. These blood slaves are your fate. You will never escape the control of our undead kingdom. Today, you must die."

The handsome ghost stood on the river of blood and laughed wildly.

This scene has long been caught in his eyes.

He felt indescribably comfortable, which was the ability he was most proud of.

As long as the Blood River is in hand, no matter how powerful the person is, there is no way they can escape from the Kingdom of the Dead unless they are strong enough to crush the Blood River. Otherwise, there is no way to break through the confinement of the Blood River and escape from the Kingdom of the Undead.

This is also the reason why he dares to act recklessly outside Huangquan City.

This is his territory, his home ground. No one can take away their own territory.

"Hmph, it's just a country of the undead. It's still far from being able to trap me."

Song Xing snorted coldly, with a decisive look in his eyes.

All he saw was that the war spear was waving, and a vast and majestic will swept out in the surroundings in an instant.

The war spear swept across, directly smashing into pieces the group of blood slaves that rushed towards them. The body was completely shattered. A golden divine light bloomed from the war spear, crushing all those resentments into pieces.

Among the bloody lotuses, evil ghosts rushed over again.

Each one has a mysterious level of power.

But the trajectory traced by the war spear seemed to have invisible power. The moment these ghosts touched the war spear, they shattered directly and turned into ashes without even the slightest room for resistance. Completely disappeared.

"kill!!"

Song Xing was merciless and moved quickly towards the ghost commander to kill him.

The halberd in his hand was swung, and each halberd was powerful and powerful. With an indomitable and domineering will, he was invincible and unstoppable. On the halberd, a bright divine light flashed. This is the concentration of fighting spirit. Exploding infinite power. Wherever it goes, even a mountain peak will easily crumble and shatter in front of the halberd. Under the war spear, countless flesh and blood exploded one after another, turning into a rain of blood. (End of chapter)