5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 651 Nine-story Soul Tower!

"This breath!"

The people in the field were all stunned, their eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief.

When the breath just came out before, it gave them a feeling of palpitations, but now only a short moment has passed, and it actually brought them a sense of death crisis.

"Too strong, what exactly is it?"

All the figures stretched their necks to look around, full of surprise and horror. "I won't let you down, next, you will see the background of the soul clan!"

Yao Bin's face was full of fanaticism and madness.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ling clenched his fists involuntarily, his eyes fixed on Yao Bin all the time, wanting to see what cards he could show.

"I use the blood essence of the soul clan as a sacrifice, and sincerely beg for the protection of the ancestors of the soul clan."

In front of everyone in the world, Yao Bin humbly lowered his noble head to the void ahead, muttering softly.

"It's interesting, and there's a ceremony." Leng Yutong pointed at Yao Bin in the air, his eyes flickering, like a curious baby who found a new toy.

"Master." Jiang Ling was speechless, the behavior of this master is really strange.

Jiang Ling himself was afraid of death, but Leng Yutong acted indifferent all day long, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Go ahead, leave me alone." Leng Yutong noticed Jiang Ling's helpless gaze, and replied with a smile.

"Being able to get rid of the attack of the sun-shooting bead is considered a high-ranking person. It is really different. The hole cards he shows are full of expectations."

Leng Yutong's eyes were dull, and his lips moved slightly, making a sound.

"call."

As time went by, fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the onlookers at the scene.

The atmosphere at the scene became incomparably dignified, and the figures seemed like ducks being choked by their throats, feeling a strong sense of suffocation, forcing them out of breath.

"Om."

When the invisible breath accumulated to a certain level, mysterious and simple runes unexpectedly appeared in the void.

Those runes looked like oracle bone inscriptions, and they looked like ghostly drawn symbols. Anyway, with Jiang Ling's experience, he couldn't understand the meaning of those characters.

Leng Yutong looked up vigorously, but couldn't understand the meaning of those runes.

"It doesn't look like the characters of the soul clan, but probably a rune pattern." Leng Yutong muttered softly.

If it was written by the Soul Clan, he could tell it at a glance. Just like before, he easily deciphered the fonts that others couldn't understand, and saw through the fact that the Soul Clan was sealed underground.

Next, Yao Bin's lips squirmed even faster, and a series of difficult and difficult spells floated out of his mouth, as if they were beating on the ancient existence of endless years ago.

"puff!"

Halfway through the incantation, Yao Bin spit out a mouthful of blood again.

With this mouthful of blood spurting out, his face instantly turned pale, and his expression quickly became sluggish. The situation was not quite right.

"It's so hard, that mouthful of blood contains almost half of its energy!"

Jiang Ling could see clearly, and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, feeling incredible.

"Using blood as a sacrifice? I don't remember such a sacrifice method in the Soul Race, what's going on?"

The more Yao Bingjing looked at it, the more puzzled she became.

There can only be two situations in this scene, either Yao Bingjing is not qualified to experience this kind of blood sacrifice supernatural power, or Yao Bin has improved his supernatural power and injected blood himself in order to enhance the power of supernatural power.

It's strange to say that the spurt of blood was absorbed by the void in the blink of an eye, leaving no residue.

Afterwards, the huge space began to vibrate and shake violently, the scene was so scary that Jiang Ling's eyelids twitched, and he felt extremely uneasy.

"What's going on?" Jiang Ling swallowed hard.

He has practiced so far, and has not encountered anything that can frighten him, but the scene in front of him can be said to have broken the precedent.

"Woooo."

Caught off guard, a bone-piercing storm swept out of thin air, whistling past people's heads, making a scalp-numbing sound of air friction.

At the same time, a sinister aura emerged silently, lingering around everyone, surrounding them, and permeating into the body along the pores unconsciously.

Until all this happened, the infiltrated people didn't feel the slightest bit, and they were still staring curiously at the scene in mid-air.

"Not enough, you need to sacrifice blood, or even your soul!"

Yao Bin sensed it for a moment, and suddenly his face changed wildly, revealing a look of mania and restlessness.

His complexion changed for a while, and finally he turned his eyes to the soul clansmen, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised a strange smile: "My trump card must use the blood and soul of the soul clansmen. , naturally have to make sacrifices for the soul clan!"

"My lord, what are you going to do?"

Hearing Yao Bin's words, the group of people swallowed hard and panicked.

"Don't worry, it won't be painful, it will be over soon."

With a wave of Yao Bin's hand, half of a group of soul clan members died instantly, and all of them turned into pure energy and poured into the void.

"What a vicious method!" Yao Bingjing's face was ugly. She didn't expect Yao Bin to be so cold-blooded and ruthless in his heart. Those are all members of the Soul Clan, and he killed them as soon as he said they wanted to!
(End of this chapter)