God of Life and Death

However, now Fang Yue is not afraid of any distractions!

As long as this Ming people dare to go to the Heavenly Desolate Country, Fang Yue will dare to copy the Ascension City.

"No! This time, I have to kill Feather City!"

Fang Yue made up his mind again.

I didn't dare to do anything to Ascension City before because I didn't know the depth of it.

Now that he knows, he must be beheading the villain!

"As far as I know, now Tie Yi Hou is recruiting troops and buying horses to go to the Heavenly Desolate Country. It will take about three days to prepare! If you want to deal with Ascension City, you can prepare a little in these three days. If you need us If the Celestial Clan takes action, we will fully support it, of course, this is for the sake of Tianyuandan!"

Princess Yinyue smiled slyly.

They are keeping an eye on the Tianyuan Dan in Fang Yue's hands, which is the key to the complete recovery of the powerhouses in the Middle Ages.

With the passage of time, a large number of powerful people in the Middle Ages woke up, and the demand for the power of the source increased sharply.

Especially the big clan such as the Celestial Clan has a large base of powerhouses, and there are many powerhouses sleeping.

The demand for the power of the source is even greater!

"How much Origin Pill does it take to kill an Immortal Monarch?"

Fang Yue looked at Princess Yinyue and asked.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems in Fang Yue's eyes.

"Look at the realm and combat power! Ten Rank 5 Tianyuan Pills who have just entered the Immortal Sovereign Realm will help you solve one, seniors, 15 to 20! Fifty Rank 5 origins like Tie Yi Hou Dan, we don't accept orders for Wusei's business, because it's not worth it! Of course, if you are willing to bleed and give us the Heaven-killing Blade, we can deliver Wusei's corpse to you tomorrow!"

Princess Yinyue smiled brightly, revealing an innocent smile.

However, Fang Yue smelled a strong smell of blood behind this cheerful smile.

It’s not that we don’t accept orders, it’s just that the price is not enough!

"Prepare five powerhouses at the peak level of the Immortal Sovereign Realm in the Celestial Clan! Each one's appearance fee is two Rank 5 Tianyuan Dan. If they really need to take action, I will convert every point of victory into Tianyuan Dan. Come and make it for you!"

Fang Yue does not fight unprepared battles!

"I'll let the Fang family know when I go back. If there is a shameless person who wants to participate in the war, I am willing to give out a hundred drops of the power of life at the level of Da Luojin fairyland, plus twenty five-turn Tianyuan Dan. Please let the powerhouse of the supreme level in the family take action to suppress it!"

Fang Yue went out of his way!

This battle, it will become his promotion battle!

His source has accumulated enough power of reincarnation.

It is also time to transform these reincarnation powers into powerful combat power and advance to the level of the Great Sacred Realm!

"Playing so big?"

Princess Yinyue showed an incredible expression.

"I want Stud! Win, in this underworld, under the Supreme Realm, no one dares to shoot me at will! If I lose, I just lose some resources and get on this flesh and blood clone! As long as the deity is there, I have a chance to make a comeback!"

Fang Yue dares to gamble!

I just don't know if this Netherman would dare to accompany him to play this game!

Princess Yinyue suddenly felt a little flustered, she was obviously instigating Fang Yue to take action.

But when Fang Yue really made up her mind to fight, she suddenly felt uneasy!

On the second day, Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone seemed to evaporate in the underworld, and no one could contact him at all!

And in Ascension City, there is a real fairyland-level underworld powerhouse!

His name is Aro, and it is said that the sleeping underworld people in the Middle Ages have just recovered!

"Aro! Come here!"

A burly, middle-aged man, the general of the Underworld clan scolded Aro with a bad tone.

In fact, there has never been a shortage of this kind of real fairyland-level minions among the underworld people.

That's right, it's a rogue. Among the ten thousand clans, the real fairyland may be the mainstay, but among the underworld people, the real fairyland is just a rogue!

The heritage of the Ming people is too deep, the real fairyland is as numerous as the hair of a cow, and it is not uncommon at all!

What's more, those underworld people who slept in the Middle Ages were all cowards who were defeated in the past and refused to die for the tribe!

"The ethnic group is reviving an ancient heroic spirit of a strong man, and it needs a lot of the blood of the strong man as an introduction! You happen to be in the realm of cultivation on the ninth floor of the real fairyland, and you can donate your blood to prove your value to the ethnic group!"

A shy smile appeared on Aro's face.

"Such a glorious and great mission, let you do it yourself!"

Arrow's palm was attached to the chest of the middle-aged underworld real immortal.

Before the Ming people could react, there was a big hole in his chest.

A bright red, jumping heart appeared in Arrow's palm, poof, poof, even though it had left the body.

But that heart is still working hard!

"No!"

The middle-aged Netherman roared in a hoarse voice.

He didn't expect that Aro, who had just recovered, could easily take his life.

"I am a coward and a defeated army, but so what? In this world, the strong will always be king. In the past, glory is not important!"

Fang Yue's voice lingered in the ears of the middle-aged Ming people.

The eyes of the middle-aged man of the Ming people were furious, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.

However, with the flow of blood.

His life force dissipated, and he fell to the ground.

The faint power of reincarnation diffused from his body.

"How good this is! Dedicating the blood of the whole body is worth more than the contribution of ten underworld people of the real fairyland level, and it is easier to revive the heroic spirits of the ancestors!"

Fang Yue's smile became more and more distorted!

He extracted all the blood in the body of the middle-aged man of the Underworld and sprinkled it on the stone altar in front of him.

The ancient and simple altar seemed to be a silent and ferocious beast. In the blink of an eye, the blood in the body of the man in the underworld was completely absorbed. The stone altar was still clean and tidy, without any stains.

Fang Yue even felt that the altar in front of him was a little closer to him, and it felt like a flesh-and-blood connection!

Fang Yue murdered, took blood, and sacrificed in one go. However, the dozens of powerhouses from the real fairyland and the spiritual fairyland who were present were all blank and dull.

In the Underworld, such killings and disputes are normal.

The underworld people eat the weak and the strong, and only those who survive are valuable!

A Luoqiang, he killed the middle-aged underworld people, which represented his strength.

Among the underworld, he is more suitable for survival than others.

"This altar, I find it interesting! Does anyone want to sacrifice their own blood to sacrifice for their ancestors?"

Aro looked around, the smell of blood on his body was even stronger.

His gaze was like a wolf and tiger, full of fierce aggression.

The surrounding underworld people all felt like thorns on their backs.

"Aro, don't go too far, we didn't provoke you. Before you killed Forrest Gump as your own legitimate defense, but if you killed other clansmen, it would be considered a disturbance. Be careful that this Ascension City can't accommodate you. !"

An old spirit fairy coughed and said, and he silently sealed the wound on his wrist.

Just now, he also sacrificed dozens of drops of blood essence and fell on the altar.

He is also considered the number one figure in the underworld race, and he has some majesty.

Did the underworld people in the Middle Ages want to make trouble as soon as they recovered?

A Luo said: "Senior misunderstood, I just want to sacrifice some blood essence!"

With that said, Aro took a step forward, and he took out a corpse of the Underworld at the level of the spirit fairy and placed it on the altar.

The blood in it was quickly drained by the altar, and even the flesh was drained. In an instant, the fleshy body of a rather abundant Netherworld-level celestial being turned into a human skin.

The old man at the Spiritual Immortal level of the Underworld who was still teaching Fang Yue a moment ago suddenly became silent and did not say more.

There was a different kind of fear in his eyes!

Where did the corpses of the underworld people at the level of the fairyland come from?

Shouldn't this Aro killed it!

The corpse of a Netherman at the fairyland level was eaten and wiped clean.

There was a faint dark golden light on the altar!

The heroic spirits of the Underworld who were sleeping under the altar began to wake up gradually.

The complete sacrifice of this corpse is a hundred times more powerful than the pitiful blood of the tens or hundreds of Nether people squeezed out to him!

"I... long for fresh flesh!"

An old and powerful voice came from the altar.

"Ancestor's heroic spirit is revived!"

"Ancestors need a lot of flesh and blood!"

"Quick, quick, lift up the prepared flesh and blood!"

There was a panicked voice from the crowd.

The recovery of heroic spirits is not the first time in Ascension City. There are hundreds of such altars in Ascension City.

Sacrifice the blood of the Underworld to stimulate the awakening of the heroic spirits of the ancestors, and then dedicate a large amount of the flesh and blood of the powerful people of all races, so that the ancestors of the Underworld can be swallowed and resurrected!

All this is well prepared!

One after another, the corpses of the powerful people of all races were carried up, either complete, or broken, or clean and tidy, or bloody!

In short, these corpses have various appearances, and the flesh and blood essence in them is still intact!

"The heroic spirit of the Da Luojin fairyland level."

Aro said softly.

He could see that the cultivation level of this heroic spirit in its heyday was not very high, otherwise, it would not be revived because of the sacrifice of a mere corpse at the level of spirit fairyland!

"Pity!"

Ah Luo, it was Fang Yue who was disguised.

To be precise, Fang Yue condensed his flesh and blood clone into a projectile, and hid it in the body of A Luo, the just-revived true immortal of the underworld.

He brainwashed Aro with his mental power and completely became his puppet.

In fact, this Aro is really a sleeping powerhouse of the underworld in the Middle Ages, a real fairyland, and he has also cultivated into three real martial arts.

Otherwise, Arro would not be able to easily kill the powerhouse of the fifth floor of the true immortal.

Fang Yue wanted to use the identity of A Luo to infiltrate the underworld people. He could climb as high as he could in three days.

The conventional accumulation of merit is definitely not enough!

Extraordinary times, extraordinary means.

Only by making great contributions in the process of resuscitating the strong can we make him occupy a high position in the Ascension City!

However, how much credit can he have to revive a Da Luojin fairyland of the underworld?