God of Killing

According to what Ming Hao said, Xuanshan successfully stole the origin of the ancestral planet of the gods and summoned extraterrestrial souls. Unfortunately, something happened in the middle. The extraterrestrial souls swallowed up the memories of the ring spirits and killed Xuanshan.

When everyone looked at the blood pattern ring again, their expressions turned cold and they were secretly frightened.

Xuanhe's expression relaxed slightly after hearing Minghao's explanation, and he frowned and remained silent.

Ming Hao glanced at his side, the ghost in his eyes was quietly rippling with soul fluctuations, and a voice sounded in the consciousness of many people, "Everyone else, please leave here!"

The restraints on Liana were lifted. She first bowed gratefully to Shi Yan, and then looked at Torre.

Shi Yan knew that what Ming Hao was going to say next might be of greater importance, so he nodded, and secretly used Yicheng Xingli to support Torre and bring him to Liana.

Lianna and Torre left immediately.

At the same time, Randolph also walked away at Ming Hao's signal. Before he left, he quietly glanced at Shi Yan, as if he was curious about Shi Yan's status.

Because Shi Yan didn't move.

Soon, the surrounding warriors from all departments dispersed and moved away. Ming Hao blinked and a soul penetrated into the closed island below. The fleshy barrier of the island suddenly lifted a corner, and he walked straight through and entered the island below.

Xuan He, Frederick, and Shi Yan landed unceremoniously, and immediately the fleshy membrane barrier of the island was closed again, isolating the four of them from the outside world.

"Allow me to seal it temporarily."

Ming Hao suddenly sat down. The white bones beside him were blown by the wind like a forest, and a strange whistling sound came from the place.

Shi Yan, Xuan He, and Frederick all looked at him silently.

Suddenly, blurry ghosts flashed out from the endless void, passed through the dark barrier, and fell directly onto Ming Hao's head.

Shi Yan's color changed in shock, his mind was shaken, and he showed a look of fear.

Those vague ghosts, like the strange souls incarnated by Ming Hao, all have Ming Hao's life magnetic field and mystical fluctuations. They are similar to the blood river condensed by the Xuan River. The ghost souls are simply countless. I'm afraid. There are billions of them.

The ghosts are cold and cold, and they all have independent consciousness of life. They fill the sky of the dark island one by one, which is extremely spectacular.

Every ghost is a Minghao, an incarnation of his soul, and has the exquisite meaning of soul control. Billions of ghosts gather together, covering the sky and the earth, and the overwhelming soul fluctuations are like the depths of the Nine Nether Realm. Like a mysterious forbidden place that absorbs living souls.

Billions of ghost souls gathered together, gradually evolved and condensed, and piled up into a soul altar.

The physical body occupied by Ming Hao was now extremely weakened and could only act as a microphone for Ming Hao to make sounds for him.

Ming Hao's altar, which was piled up by billions of ghosts, quickly took shape, and a vast and profound aura of the ocean of souls filled the air from his altar.

His altar, like the final destination of souls in the sea of ​​stars, is extremely mysterious and strange, and has a strong attraction to souls.

His altar is integrated and slightly blurry, making it as difficult to see clearly as his main soul.

Suddenly, countless mysterious symbols condensed by souls floated out from his altar. Those symbols were like irregular soul lines, which faintly merged into various complicated and detailed pictures of heaven and earth. They contained the ultimate truth of the mysteries, making Shi Yan feel like he was in the mysteries. Source of illusion.

Each of the wonderful pictures of heaven and earth contains the breath of Ming Hao's life and soul. If they are purely woven by Ming Hao's consciousness, they are endlessly mysterious.

Those strange pictures all fell towards the blood pattern ring, like countless fine nets, binding the blood pattern ring layer by layer.

If you look at it carefully, you will find that on the surface of the blood pattern ring, the blood patterns are creeping strangely, forming a ferocious and fuzzy little face. That little face is the transformation of the ring spirit.

It noticed Ming Hao's seal, roared silently, struggled fiercely, trying to break free from the blood pattern ring, and wanted to fight Ming Hao.

The ferocious and fuzzy little face was made of blood streaks. It was extremely weird and evil. Just taking a glance at it, Shi Yan felt slightly shaken and felt a kind of creepy uneasiness.

It seems that that little face is an extremely evil creature that wants to destroy and swallow everything in the world.

Ming Hao's soul altar rippled with waves of mysterious fluctuations, and layers of strange pictures came flowing in. They were wrapped in the blood pattern ring, making the little face of the ring spirit struggle gradually weak.

The seal that lasted for half an hour gradually ended. Ming Hao applied a total of tens of thousands of different strange seals to cover the blood pattern ring, so that the ring spirit was tightly restrained and could no longer move.

The weak connection between the Ring Spirit and Shi Yan was completely severed, and he could no longer sense the slightest trace of the Ring Spirit's existence.

Ming Hao applied tens of thousands of seals, and the soul altar shrank significantly. The altar changed slightly, like black clouds blown away by a hurricane, suddenly split into countless black smoke, and then dissipated again, returning to different star fields. The forces that secretly dominate the major star regions.

The warrior whose body was temporarily taken away by him suddenly regained his vitality, and there was still a ghost in his eyes.

Ming Hao did not leave just yet.

"This soul, drawn by Xuan Shan, came from nowhere. It killed Xuan Shan and created Hasen of the Charteris family. It was supposed to be preparing to seize Hasen's divine body. It had been secretly preparing. Until When it was deserted, it was fused with the Blood Pattern Ring by Shi Yan, which continued to swallow the original Ring Spirit and replaced the Ring Spirit. He found that Shi Yan had inherited the secret of swallowing, so he abandoned Hazen and regarded Shi Yan as a new one. Target……"

"It is obviously a guy with endless desires. When it was secretly observing and preparing to seize Shi Yan's body one day, it saw a hand bone of its owner. It completely fused the ring spirit. It compared many secrets of its owner. We also need to be clear. It regenerates new ideas. It wants to gather the master's remains and directly settle in the master's body, eliminating the long process in the middle and directly reaching a terrifying height."

Ming Hao narrated again.

"Why don't you satisfy it? It swallows the memory of the Nazgul. If it can successfully use the bloodthirsty bones to truly exist in a physical form, and with its understanding of the secrets of bloodthirsty, it... will be an excellent successor. , it seems that Xuanshan really succeeded. He successfully found an excellent successor for Bloodthirsty. This successor devoured the ring spirits and killed Xuanshan. He wanted to take away my body and the remains of Bloodthirsty. , it seems to be a more suitable successor than me, don’t you think so?”

Shi Yan's expression moved slightly, and he followed Ming Hao's words with a strange look in his eyes.

"If it didn't kill Xuan Shan, didn't swallow the original ring spirit, but directly replaced Hassen, I would let it determine the position of Lord through a battle with you according to our previous arrangement, but now, it will never Maybe!" Ming Hao shouted.

He looked at Xuan He and Frederick, and suddenly said: "Xuan Shan is my best friend, and the original ring spirit in the master's ring was transformed by my ancestor of the Underworld Royal Family! How can I allow it to do whatever it wants!"

Xuan He and Frederick's eyes changed, and they said in unison: "Your ancestors?"

Shi Yan was also stunned.

"One hundred thousand years ago, the first generation of strong men from the Celestial Demon Clan, the Immortal Demon Clan, the Underworld Royal Clan, and the God Clan entered the wasteland side by side. You generally all know this. My ancestors from the Underworld Royal Clan were also buried in the wasteland. The icy blue light shield outside the wilderness today is the evolution of my ancestor's first world and soul altar." Ming Hao said.

"Isn't that light shield the condensation of all the souls of your ancestors of the Underworld Royal Clan? Well, that's what that guy said to me. He also said... the sacred mountain is formed from the bones of the ancestors of the undead demon clan. This blood sword is for the ancestors of the undead demon clan. The spine is tempered." Shi Yan suddenly interrupted.

Ming Hao looked at him and said: "My ancestor's first world and soul altar turned into a light shield, but the main soul lost its memory, turned into a weapon spirit, and merged into the blood pattern ring. That sacred mountain, that blood sword, it didn't lie. , is indeed transformed from the bones of the immortal demon ancestors."

Xuan He, Frederick, and Shi Yan all looked extremely solemn. The topic had reached this point, and a matter that had troubled them for many years had reached a critical point that they had to talk about.

Where does bloodlust come from?

He holds a blood sword and a blood pattern ring. The blood sword is tempered by the bones of the ancestors of the undead demon clan. The ring spirit inside the blood pattern ring is also formed by the main soul of the ancestors of the underworld. From this, it can be seen that bloodthirsty has been There should be significant gains within the wilderness.

However, the desert will only open every ten thousand years, and every time it opens, people from the four major races will go there. The secret books of the four races record the details of the opening of the desert several times, but there is no mention of bloodthirsty.

This means that every time Ten Thousand Years is opened, bloodlust is not included.

Then how did he enter the wasteland, how did he obtain the remains of the ancestors of the undead demon clan in the wasteland, and refine the main souls of the ancestors of the Underworld Royal Family to become the weapon spirit of the blood pattern ring?

This is a mystery.

"Ten thousand years after the death of the master, I used all the power I could to secretly investigate the matter and wanted to know the origin of the master. Now, I have made an astonishing discovery and a bold speculation." Ming Hao Youyou said.

The three people in Shi Yan were shocked. They concentrated all their attention and listened with all their hearts.

The origin and identity of bloodthirsty has troubled all major races and forces for thousands of years. No one can give a reasonable explanation so far. The powerful people who exist today are all enthusiastic about this unsolvable mystery.

No one is exempt.

"What amazing discovery? What speculation?" Seeing Ming Hao sorting out his thoughts but not saying anything, Frederick couldn't help but shouted.

"Ten thousand years ago, we took refuge under the master one by one. In addition to the mysterious and powerful master himself, who gave us a strange and mysterious inheritance, there is also a key point that cannot be ignored, that is, we all sensed from the master that let We have a very friendly atmosphere, which cannot be expressed in words. I asked Gru from the God Clan, Jado from the Sky Demon Clan, and you Xuanhe yourself. You all said that you had the same feeling as me. Do you still remember? ?" Ming Hao looked at Xuan He.

Xuanhe nodded, "I remember that I did ask about this. I also communicated with Xuanshan at that time, and we must have noticed the friendly aura from the master. That aura made us walk towards him naturally, Being close to him, thinking that he will not harm us, making us feel that we can trust him, the feeling... is indescribable."

He recalled the past and confirmed Ming Hao's words.

(To be continued)