God of Killing

Tianyin Ancient Tomb.

After more than a year of management by the Ghost Pattern Clan, the dilapidated place that used to be filled with graveyards has been completely transformed.

Deep in the underground that should have been dark and damp, there are now exquisite pavilions standing there. Those pavilions are covered with strange runes, and the lines are like earthworms, which are extremely complicated and strange.

Those pavilions are not particularly tall, and the highest one is only a few dozen meters. However, the material of the pavilions is very strange, like eerie gold and iron, giving people a cold and sinister feeling.

The pavilions are widely distributed, as if they follow some kind of heaven and earth principles and have wonderful uses.

In the far distance of the pavilion, a group of dilapidated tombs can be vaguely seen. The restrictions and barriers in those tombs seem to have been transplanted, and there is no fluctuation in power.

Two sages from the Ghost Pattern Tribe were performing worship rituals using ancient rituals at an altar filled with profound Yin energy. Thousands of corpses of human warriors were scattered around the altar, which was full of Yin energy.

Wisps of gray-white gas-like energy radiated from the corpses of those human warriors and poured into the altar.

There was a snow-white spike on the altar, and the tip of the spike was shining brightly, constantly releasing a strange cold air, as if it was connected to something.

Not far from the altar, a group of strong men from the demon clan stood with their hands behind their hands, looking at the altar with attention.

Among the major alien races, the Ghost Pattern Tribe is the best at the power of the soul. The altars they build have a similar function. They can cross the boundaries of space, collect ancient souls from outside the territory, or establish contact with them.

The two sages of the Ghost Pattern Tribe waited until the mysterious Yin energy on the altar was strong enough, and then suddenly released the Yin Talisman Scripture, using the Yin Talisman Scripture as the source of power to activate the altar.

A cloud of gray mist emerged from the altar, lingering like a dense mist. Under the illumination of the gems above, it showed a strange light of color.

Groups of clouds in the form of souls slowly condensed out of the mist. Their true appearance could not be seen. They could only roughly make out their shapes and identify what kind of creatures they were.

The soul clouds were changing one by one. After a while, they floated up to the sky from the altar, wandering hundreds of meters in the sky, slowly rippling out weak fluctuations.

Bao Ao, Boruo, and Gudasi, the three powerful demon clans, looked happy when they saw the wandering clouds floating, and hurriedly captured them with their souls.

The three of them were all powerful men in the True God Realm, and their souls had already matured. Such a move caused strong soul tremors, which made many members of the Ghost Pattern Clan in the Tianyin Ancient Tomb unable to bear it and had to evacuate.

The soul fluctuations coming from the void gradually became more violent. The clusters of soul-like clouds were swimming around, and they were gradually attracted by the souls of the three violent people, and formed a wonderful connection with them.

The three Bao Ao suddenly sat down, closing their eyes and saying nothing, as if they were communicating with their souls.

The two sages from the Ghost Pattern Clan were moving the altar, looking a little nervous.

The gray-white energy on the human corpse next to the altar was rapidly consumed. After about half an hour, all the gray-white energy had completely disappeared.

When the two sages of the Ghost Pattern Tribe saw such a situation, they did not dare to think too much and hurriedly put away the Yin Fu Sutra. They also withdrew all the power that poured into the altar.

The three Bao Ao people who closed their eyes suddenly woke up with annoyance on their faces.

"Lord Baoao, it's not that we don't help, it's just that we don't have enough strength." Comoro, the sage of the Ghost Pattern Clan, smiled awkwardly and clasped his fists repeatedly, "If we can find a few sacrifices who have reached the third level of the gods, Soul, this altar can run for a little longer, but now, it still doesn’t work.”

When Bao Ao faced Shi Yan, he was as gentle as the breeze and drizzle, with a warm smile. However, when he faced Comoros, who had reached the second level of the True God, he was extremely sinister and violent. There seemed to be something hidden in his dark eyes. Endless anger, "Comoros, the price we paid is not small, is this what you do?"

Comoro smiled bitterly and repeatedly begged for mercy, "Master Baoao, give us a little more time, up to three months, and we will definitely satisfy you. After three months, our altar will definitely be able to let you and the demon gods from the ancient times, A ray of connection between souls.”

Bao Ao's pupils narrowed and he was silent for a while.

Como [***] laughed endlessly and kept reassuring.

"One month, I only give you one month." The violent aura was gone in vain, and his temperament became as gentle as water. "After one month, if you can't satisfy me, then our previous agreement will be cancelled. You accept Spit out whatever you put down, do you understand?"

Comoro nodded repeatedly, not daring to argue, and agreed: "Okay, just one month. After one month, I guarantee that you will have a soul connection with the ancient demon god."

"Very good." Bao Ao laughed, stood up, and said calmly: "I have wasted a lot of time, so let's say goodbye. Remember, you only have one month."

"Don't worry, don't worry, as soon as you leave, I will wander around the Wuhun Palace." Comoro said, patting his chest.

Bao Ao nodded with satisfaction and said calmly: "By the way, I will keep that little guy named Shi Yan that you have seen before. If you encounter him, don't touch him, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"A human race?" Commorro frowned.

"Um."

"Although I don't know what purpose Master Baoao has for keeping him, but since you have told me, I will naturally do it."

"Then I'm waiting for your good news."

Bao Ao took Boruo and Gudas and left straight away. After leaving the Tianyin Ancient Tomb and arriving at the desolate plain, Bao Ao frowned and said to Boruo and Gudas: "You guys go there. The Endless Sea, the Third Demon Realm and the Fourth Demon Realm are there. The tribesmen there should also have come out. You have gathered them. Our second Demon Realm has been activated, and it must have broken down long ago. Remember, pay attention to me. We need the materials needed to unseal the entrance to the First Demon Realm. Not only do we need to contact the ancient demon god inside, we must also prepare sufficient materials to break the seal."

"Don't worry, sir, we will gather them." Gudas laughed, "There are fewer masters in the Third Demon Realm and the Fourth Demon Realm, so it is impossible for the Gu Family to be active there. This time our Gu Bao Family will definitely be able to control those who appear. The tribesmen were unified."

"As soon as possible, the Gu Jie family is coming soon. If we let them open the first demon realm first, all our efforts will be wasted." Bao Ao snorted and seemed quite unhappy when he mentioned the Gu Jie family.

"clear."

...Ancient Corpse Cemetery.

In the desolate wilderness, there are countless huge tombstones, and the tombstones have dark entrances, leading to the palace below.

According to legend, the ancient corpse cemetery is a strange place inherited from ancient times. Every tombstone that can appear in the ancient corpse cemetery has an extremely powerful owner. There is another world under the tombstone. It is said that under the largest tombstone, there are even many... An underground space the size of an ancient city.

A tombstone with countless strange pictures of zombies.

Corpse Mountain, Corpse Sea, and the Corpse Tribe clansmen from the Endless Sea finally arrived after traveling tens of thousands of miles.

Two members of the Corpse Clan, Corpse Mountain and Corpse Sea, stopped at the entrance to the huge tombstone, knelt down with the Corpse Clan's unique etiquette, and called out in the Corpse Clan's language.

For a long time, a strange soul vibration came from the mouth of the tombstone.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​corpses trembled, showing an expression of surprise. They stood up hurriedly, and led the following corpse tribe members into the entrance of the tombstone.

...Bei Lang Mountain.

Cao Qiudao, Fan Xiangyun and others lived in seclusion here, hiding in the heart of the mountain, and did not dare to go out easily.

In the nearby mountains, shrill screams can be heard from time to time, and the heart-stopping roars of monsters can be heard, which is extremely terrifying.

Originally, Mangu was planning to go out and hunt some monsters to satisfy his hunger, but Cao Qiudao stopped him. He just said, "Two of the monsters outside are at the peak of the eighth level."

Mangu immediately ceased his activities and stayed at the mountainside peacefully.

"Will that guy Shi Yan abandon us? If so, wouldn't we be asking for death if we stayed here so stupidly?" Fan Xiangyun looked at the teleportation array in front of him and ate fruits in boredom. Sigh.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" Cao Qiudao looked blank and glanced at her casually, "If you can come up with a better way, I can follow you. As long as you can keep everyone alive, any way can be done, you say Tell me."

Fan Xiangyun was stunned for a moment, and then said weakly: "I know nothing about the land of China."

"That's okay." Cao Qiudao snorted, "I heard Shi Yan say that the Guangming God Sect has strong men in the True God Realm. Even this sect has become such a wasteland. What can we do?"

Fan Xiangyun became silent.

"Continue to wait. From the current point of view, this is the most correct approach. Don't wander outside if you have nothing to do, otherwise our position will be exposed and lead to disaster." Cao Qidao sighed and said helplessly.

Everyone looked sad, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly, showing a deep sense of helplessness. They didn't know when the end of this hopeless situation would come to an end.

..."That's it. Our two tribes can only do this for the time being. Master Yan, I hope you can let our two tribes survive." Yi Mu led the way to an area with extremely dense ancient trees and pointed ahead. The trees with no visible gaps whispered to Shi Yan.

Shi Yan nodded silently, "Don't worry, as long as I live, I will naturally arrange for you properly."

"Master Yan, please come inside." Yi Mu forced a smile, "The Commander-in-Chief must have sensed your arrival and has opened the entrance to the barrier. We can go in directly."

"Yeah." Shi Yan felt a little sad in his heart and was a little afraid to go deep. He didn't know what a desolate scene he would see after the barrier.

"Owner……"

Before entering, the sad calls of Yi Tianmo and Kaba had already sounded.

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(To be continued)