Holy of Heaven

Chapter 167 Sacrifice to the Evil Ghost
The corpse was lying crooked, and the ground was covered with blood and broken flesh.

Green shirt, imperial magic sword.

Chen Han always had a faint smile on his face.

These people are all people who deserve to be killed, so he will not have the slightest mercy.

The killers in black began to retreat...

They looked at the young killing god, and a fear began to spread from the depths of their souls, and it had quietly spread to the whole body.Fear is like a plague, spreading rapidly to everyone...

Trembling, panic, fear...

Every black-clothed killer's face is covered with such expressions.

Chen Han glanced at his feet, there were many tokens scattered there, all of which were iron plates.He is the lowest-level assassin in the Tianthorn Pavilion, and only has the strength of the warrior realm.Then there are bronze medals, silver medals, and five gold medal killers.

Boom boom boom...

Chen Han raised his head slowly and followed the voice to look over.

He saw a millstone.This huge stone millstone was turning slowly, and a trace of thick blood slowly flowed from the exit.The dripping blood flowed along the trajectory that had already been drawn, sketching out a cruel portrait.

It is the gold medal killer of Tianthorn Pavilion who handles all this.

"What are you afraid of, give it to me!"

"There's only one of him...kill him."

"As long as my living sacrifice is completed, it will be easy to kill this kind of guy."

The gold medal killer in front of the mill shouted loudly.

He was grabbing a crying virgin boy and shoving it abruptly into the edge of the millstone.Accompanied by a miserable cry, the virgin boy was crushed abruptly by the millstone...

Living sacrifice!

The smile on Chen Han's face gradually cooled down, and the killing intent on his body became deeper and stronger.

He could even feel the Shura's evil spirit in his body crazily agitating, as devilish whispers kept ringing in his heart.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"These guys don't deserve to be human..."

"Kill them all, leave no one behind..."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Han clenched the Yumo Knife tightly.

These hateful killers!

boom!
Chen Han strode forward, jumped up suddenly, and rushed straight to the altar on the high platform.The power under the rage was vividly displayed at this moment.Just the momentum of the legs when bouncing, the entire ground collapsed, and the whole person rushed out like a whirlwind.

A burst of golden light swept across.

The Yumo knife waved wildly in front of him, forming an impenetrable light of the knife.The indeterminate saber energy swept across the entire underground palace in an instant...

All the killers affected by the saber energy turned into lumps of meat under Chen Han's anger.

"kill!"

Chen Han opened his eyes angrily, staring at the gold medal killer on the high platform.

"Stop him, stop him!"

Under the panic, the other party had already panicked, and no longer had the previous composure.While calling for help, his hands were still pushing the millstone.

The blood painting is nearing completion.

This is a very strange painting. It depicts an extremely ferocious demon with its fangs bared.The viscous flesh and blood coagulate quietly, as if the demon in the painting is absorbing the soul contained in the blood.

"Hmph, the light of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon!"

These bronze medal killers only have the strength of martial arts masters... how can they withstand Chen Han's attack.In addition, Chen Han was offended by Tianthorn Pavilion's behavior of sacrificing living people, and he didn't hide his strength at all.

One knife forward.

The power of the magic knife formula pushes the true essence, burning forward like a golden flame overwhelming the sky.It was like a piece of golden sunlight, it moved forward, silently, rocks cracked, walls collapsed, and killers in black all rolled their heads to the ground...

Moving forward from the passage, this knife actually made the originally crowded underground hall suddenly empty.

Today, there are only a dozen or so people left in the entire hall.

Even the three gold-medal killers were not able to survive the blow just now.And these surviving guys have no ability to resist.They were already trembling with fright, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"You are left!"

Chen Han narrowed his eyes and looked at the high platform.

This gold-medal killer is probably the owner of the Skythorn Pavilion... I never thought that he would know such an ancient ritual.

This is a demon!

Even before the catastrophe of the heavens, it was a very hidden and cruel sacrifice.Through the souls and blood of living people, summon the devils in the Nine Nether Realms.However, this ritual has been lost long ago, how could a small Heavenly Thorn Pavilion Master know about it?
"Hahaha...Chen Han, do you think you have won? You have to pay for your stupid behavior..."

The pavilion master burst out laughing.

With the completion of the blood painting, a transparent black phantom in the painting is slowly emerging.This phantom is three to four meters high. Although it is blurry, one can vaguely discern the hideous and ugly face of the other party.After a burst of laughter, it was as if a huge suction force had been generated from behind the pavilion master, forcibly sucking this phantom into his body.

Almost instantly, the pavilion master's body suddenly doubled in size like an inflated balloon.The clothes were all shredded, and the exposed skin was red like fire.The black hair also instantly turned green, and the canine teeth protruded, biting into the upper and lower jaws...

A bloodthirsty aura burst out from his body.

Chen Han couldn't help but gasped.

Even after tens of thousands of years, the summoning of evil spirits is still so evil!
Just by paying the price of blood and soul, you can get a power that is several times stronger than before... No wonder, even in this life, there are many people flocking to it.

"How, are you scared?"

The pavilion master looked at Chen Han with a condescending gaze, and his eyes were full of satisfaction that could not be concealed.This kind of power is really too powerful, fully twice as strong as before.The red skin all over his body exudes a stone-like touch, and it is even difficult for ordinary swords to damage half of it!
"This is the power of evil spirits, a power unmatched by mortals. If I can summon the twelve demon gods from the Nine Netherworlds, the entire Tianyuan Continent will be in the palm of my hand."

"You are a mortal, you can only worship. Otherwise, there is only one dead end!"

The pavilion master growled.

There was a sound like wind and thunder in the roar, shaking the whole hall.

He took a deep breath, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared in his nasal cavity. All the blood on the ground seemed to be pulled up by an unknown force, converging into a dark red blood flow, flowing along his body Nostril inhalation.Every time he inhaled one point, he felt that his strength had increased by one point, and his body size had also increased by one point.

After a while, a giant with a height of three meters suddenly appeared in front of Chen Han.

But Chen Han just looked at him quietly.

Disdainful.

"Chen Han...you dare to look at me with such eyes, I'm going to cut off your eyeballs and crush them to pieces." The pavilion master was stimulated by Chen Han's gaze, and immediately roared angrily.

"Is this the power you get after summoning the evil spirit?" Chen Han said lightly.

"What did you say?"

"It's really quiet!" Chen Han raised the corner of his mouth, and there was an undisguised killing intent in his smile. "If you only have this ability, then you will... die!"

(End of this chapter)