Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

There is only one thatched hut in the middle of the valley.

Four old men sat cross-legged around the thatched hut. Judging from their aura, they were clearly the kings of the Nightmare Clan!However, the faces of the four of them at this moment are slightly haggard and tense.One of them looks somewhat similar to Rong Bin, so he must be his uncle.He sighed, and said: "Cough, I hope the ancestor can tide over the difficulties this time and lead our clan to go on."

"Don't worry." An Wei said another person: "The glory of the Nightmare God will always shine on us."

Old Rong smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Night God? Hehe, I'm afraid he has forgotten us a long time ago. Otherwise, with his combat power comparable to Qingluo Shenjun, how could he just watch me being suppressed and sealed? !"

"This……"

The other three were speechless.

If Ye Ning was here, he would definitely be surprised to hear this.It turned out that someone from the Nightmare Clan actually became a god-lord and lived in that fairy world.You must know that even in the fairy world, any god is a hero, calling the wind and calling the rain, omnipotent.As long as you don't provoke the five heavenly emperors, the gods are immortal!

The four were silent.

About an hour later, suddenly a burst of blood-red light shot out from the ground, and penetrated the entire hut.

Elder Rong was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, protect the law! The ancestor has reached a critical moment!"

The other three did not dare to be negligent, and each spit out the nightmare spirit of their own destiny, which turned into a four-element array of boundless heaven and earth, skillfully assisting the red light, providing continuous power.

Hundreds of feet deep under the thatched cottage.

Don't be fooled.The ground was hollowed out, about ten miles square, and the four walls were paved with red rock and blood stones, shining brightly; in the middle was a mile-long deep pool, in which a layer of black ointment-filled liquid was shallowly accumulated, exuding strange medicine Fragrance; there are four thick and thin columns around it, and the whole body emits red light, which penetrates the upper soil and reflects on the thatched cottage.

Withered Wood was naked, sitting cross-legged in the black ointment.

He was chanting words, and the black liquid around his body swirled strangely, gradually converging into strands of black lines, depicting mysterious patterns.After about a stick of incense, the pattern became clearer and clearer, and it turned out to be a statue of a god with a green face and fangs!

If Elder Rong could see all of this, he would definitely recognize that this statue is the portrait of the Nightmare God enshrined by the Nightmare Clan!

The red light of the surrounding columns is getting stronger and stronger!

Slowly dripping into the medicine pool, wrapping around the statue of the Nightmare God!As if the god had come to life, he grinned and made an ancient and deep sound.

Dead Wood was overjoyed, he never expected that the record in an ancient jade slip was actually true, allowing him to successfully connect with the Nightmare God in the Immortal World!He threw himself into the black liquid, and said respectfully: "The dead tree of the Nightmare Clan, welcome the Nightmare God!"

The idol twisted slightly, as if the body fabricated by the elixir was too weak for him to bear.After a while, he opened his eyes, stared at the dead wood, and said slowly: "The black forbidden medicine, sacrifice to each other honestly. Do you know that if you do this, you will sacrifice 5000 years of life to the god?"

The dead wood was lying on the ground, not daring to move.The light glance of the god statue gave him an irresistible power, which is the power of a god.He said piously: "Nightmare God, my family is at the end of life and death, I hope God will have mercy."

Feeling the surroundings a little, the statue said in surprise: "This is the Qingluo Continent?! Yes, there are indeed people left here by this god, but their blood is weak, and they were almost forgotten."