Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

While several people were discussing, someone found that the smashed stone gate behind him had recovered, blocked the entrance of the cave, and was unable to go out. They were anxious and talked about it. The monks didn't know why, so they all looked at Chu Yilun, the king of the state of Chu.

To his surprise, Chu Yilun burst out laughing and flew into the air. He came to the middle of the sky. His yellow robe whirled out and threw it aside. His right hand pinches the Jue, the surging spirit power emanates from the body, as if is casting some kind of magic.

I had prepared in my heart for a long time. The thunder family and the fire family retreated, knowing that this was to arouse the blood sacrifice. All of a sudden, a magnificent and frightening aura came down from the sky and poured into Chu Yilun's body. Chu Yilun's body began to expand rapidly. In an instant, it became more than twice as big. His blood vessels burst, his muscles swelled, and his face was twisted because of pain, which made him look very ferocious.

Everyone was shocked, especially the fire and thunderstorm. They both know that Chu Yilun's cultivation, based on the early cultivation of the golden elixir, could not bear the great spiritual power. What is it? Is it still a blood sacrifice? Even if it's a blood sacrifice, it's not so painful. It's on the edge of explosion.

Before their thoughts were over, they heard a bang. Chu Yilun, who had been in good condition before, actually burst out. His body was divided into 108 pieces of flesh and blood, shot at 108 directions and landed on the ground. His blood seeped into the faint array trace on the ground, and it seemed to be alive. It gathered from 108 directions along the array line to the middle.

A strong fear surged into everyone's heart. Huo Zhenping opened his mouth in shock and said in a trembling voice: "this, this is an extreme blood offering technique. No, all of us have become sacrifices!"

As soon as his voice fell, a blood light rose from the whole cave floor. Everyone found that they could not move their feet. It seemed that there was a strong suction force that deeply attracted them to the ground. Moreover, the spiritual power in the body poured out and quickly flowed to the ground through their feet. The rising red fog wrapped their bodies. Everyone felt that the power was gradually disappearing, The vitality is gradually stripped away and integrated into the blood fog. Fear, wailing and despair fill the whole cave!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Some friars with weak cultivation can't stand the full and agitation of spiritual power, and burst their bodies one by one. Their blood melts into the blood fog, making the blood fog more viscous, dense and full of blood. The death of countless people brought endless fear to the surviving monks.

The fire flattened and the thunderstorm tried to get off the ground. However, under their feet, the blood of the dead monk turned into countless tentacles, tightly wrapped their legs, and stretched out a drag force to drag them to the ground. Huo Zhenping was desperate. He knew that he was doomed this time. He took out a messenger flying sword in a hurry. He only had time to write a sentence: when the Chu family hurt me, the whole person was drowned by the thick blood. In a moment, a good person disappeared, as if he had never been to this cave. The same end was thunderstorm, the highest cultivation among all monks People, it seems, have been given special care.

LAN Tianyu looks at Zhou Guangyuan not far away. He is full of hatred in his heart. He has never hated a person so much. If it wasn't for him, he and his younger martial brothers would not have come to such an end. He would have killed the thief even if he was afraid of death. Thinking of this, he doesn't hesitate to sacrifice his flying sword. With one sword, Zhou Guangyuan's head will be cut off, and then he will be swallowed by blood with a smile!

The flying sword, which was sacrificed by Huo Zhenping, was like a headless fly, bumping and flying around. Because there was no way out, it lost its spiritual power. Finally, it fell into a corner. I don't know how long it will take to be found. The blood on the ground came to life and turned into countless red tentacles, pestering all the surviving monks. More than 5000 monks screamed and wailed. Finally, it was melted by the red blood of Chu Yilun and turned into a huge blood cell. The blood cell rolled and puffed out black smoke, leaving all the monks' blood essence reduced to a size of three feet, with dazzling blood And strong vitality, rolling down to Chu ling'er's carriage in the middle.

Chu ling'er's eyes closed, her body flat, suspended in the huge blood cells, seemed to be sleeping in the past. Seeing this, Feng Yimo is creepy and cold on his back. He feels extremely sad and indignant. The Chu family even uses the blood essence of more than 5000 monks to perform blood sacrifice and soul summoning. It's too inhumane. He's about to recover his divine sense. Suddenly, a silver shadow falls from the sky and plunges into Chu ling'er's body. Chu ling'er's body trembles without any reaction. The whole cave was silent, only the sound of the thick blood cells flowing.

At this time, Feng Yimo finally remembered another function of Tianxiang Doukou pill, that is, it can make people fall into coma and deep sleep. Only when the soul power of the sleeping people is weakened and the thinking is not active, the people who come to the silver figure can better repel the soul of Chu ling'er and perfectly combine it with Chu ling'er's body. This is a very rare art of mind lowering, When Chu ling'er wakes up, Chu ling'er is no longer the original Chu Ling, which is similar to seizing and giving up.

However, this kind of spirit subduing skill is the usual way for the monks in the upper world to descend to the lower world. It can not only keep all the memory of this person completely, but also keep all the spells completely, which is better than giving up. Moreover, the more the number of sacrificial offerings, the more spiritual the essence and blood are, and the higher the rank of the monks who come down. As a carrier, it must be a rare psychic metaphysical body!Wind Yi Mo hit a cold war, no longer want to stay in this place, regardless of Ling Ya's opposition, drag her, turn around and go.

In the palace of the state of Chu, the ancestor of the Chu family looks at the flash of blood in the distance and sighs. He knows that the blood sacrifice has already begun, and his grandsons and granddaughters should no longer be there. But for the sake of the great cause of the whole shadow clan, sacrifice is inevitable. In 20 years, the former shadow clan will return to its glory, and there is no need to shrink in the small Chu Kingdom This is the long cherished wish of more than ten generations of filmmakers! In order to fulfill this long cherished wish, more than 300 people died before and after the shadow clan and quietly built the spirit subduing array. It has been more than 300 years. Once the spirit subduing is successful, a silver shadow master will land in the world, and no one will be able to defeat him at that time! The whole Hongming mainland will be under the rule of the shadow clan, and all the Xuanyin sect, Baizhi sect and Qitian palace will crawl under the feet of the shadow clan!

The shadow clan is divided into gray shadow, black shadow, purple shadow, Silver Shadow and gold shadow, corresponding to the periods of Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying and spirit transforming. However, its combat effectiveness is far higher than that of the same level. In ancient times, the shadow clan was born as a puppet control. They could quietly invade the body of any friar of the same level and turn the friar into a puppet of the shadow clan when he was not aware of it. Therefore, they were hated by human friars. Because all the monks controlled by the shadow clan can't be distinguished from the normal people. Only when they fight with each other and their mana is about to be exhausted can they show their flaws.