The supreme crazy concubine defies the world

Chapter 602 Blood Sacrifice Excalibur

The Ghost Emperor Youming glanced back and forth on the Heaven Punishing Sword with his chin in his hands, and finally, as if he had thought of something, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, once Tian Zhu comes out, all gods and demons will be killed! This Tian Zhu sword has drunk a lot of blood. Since we can't pull it out, why not use blood to awaken its ferocity, maybe there will be unexpected joy!"

"Blood sacrifice?" Palace Master Brahma raised his eyes.

The Nether Ghost Emperor pushed his chin: "Isn't there ready-made blood?"

While he was speaking, he moved, and the person flew over like a big eagle. As soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed a man. The man was caught in his hand even when he resisted, and he was lifted onto the stone platform.

A gust of hot blood spewed out, all sprinkled on the Heaven Punishing Sword, and was instantly absorbed, but there was no other reaction from the Heaven Punishing Sword.

The Youming Ghost Emperor frowned: "It must be your blood that stinks!" The man was thrown far away like a rag doll.

His eyes flicked through the crowd again, and Huo Lie and the others, who were still angry just now, suddenly woke up at the cold death, and everyone became trembling.

That guy is a murderous devil, and they can kill them if they say they kill them. They have no place to reason.

His eyes swept over one by one, and finally landed on the only woman.

"Beautiful woman, blood must be sweet!" Ghost Emperor Youming smiled treacherously, and flew to catch her, but Xuan Mingye moved faster and stopped in front.

"Xuanluo Mingdi?" The Nether Ghost Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.

"In terms of blood, is there anyone more noble than the four of us? Nether Ghost Emperor, if you waste any more time, this space will collapse, and even if you let out all their blood, you won't be able to bring back the Heavenly Punisher Sword!" Xuan Mingye's eyes Cold and stern, he just looked at the Nether Ghost Emperor like this.

"Xuanluo Mingdi is right. The Heaven Punishing Sword is not an ordinary sword!" In short, Yun Luoyi's blood is too low-level to be effective against the Heaven Punishing Sword.

The Ghost Emperor Youming looked at Xuan Mingye, then at the Emperor Xumi who spoke just now, and smiled coldly: "Okay, let's try with our blood, if it doesn't work, even if I use their blood, I will pile it up!" A little reaction!"

"Haha, in order to save time, let's inject blood at the same time!" The Brahma Palace Master laughed.

"Okay, anyway, our blood is special, so we're not afraid that we won't be able to tell the difference!" The Nether Ghost Emperor twisted his neck and said.

The four stood on one side, looked at each other, and then each sacrificed a drop of blood.

Different from everyone's blood, their blood glowed with a magnificent light, which was really beautiful, and it could be sensed that the blood seemed to carry huge energy from a distance.

Is the blood of the strong all different?
Yun Luoyi was surprised, and then stared at the Heavenly Punisher Sword as closely as everyone present.

The Heaven Punishing Sword that had absorbed the blood didn't respond at first, but in the next moment it was covered with golden light, and the entire sword body suddenly separated from the stone platform, turning into a stream of light and flying upwards.

"No, the Heavenly Punishing Sword is going to run away, chase after it!" Heavenly Emperor Xumi exclaimed, rose up from the ground, and chased after him, but just when his hand was about to touch the Heavenly Punishing Sword, the Tianzhu But the sword head turned, turned to another direction, and then flew randomly in the air.

"Hmph, the Heaven Punishing Sword belongs to me!" Ghost Emperor Youming stopped in front of him, and he was about to copy the sword in his hand.

However, a burst of energy burst out from the Heaven Punishing Sword, and it charged towards the Nether Ghost Emperor fiercely.

"What?" The Ghost Emperor Youming was frightened and angry, and retreated repeatedly to avoid being injured.

(End of this chapter)