Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The devil smiled grimly, showed Bai Sensen's teeth, and then read a sentence to the altar. At the same time, he waved with his palm, and a sword light suddenly shone in his hand, followed by a sad scream.

Ye Feng heard it. It was Xiao Shaolong's voice.

Xiao Shaolong's cultivation was not weak, but under Chu Haiyu's sudden sneak attack, he couldn't afford to fight back. He resisted the devil's two swords, the third sword and one sword through his heart, and immediately died.

Xiao Shaolong was killed with a sword. Chu Haiyu quickly drew a rune on Xiao Shaolong's face with her fingers. Then she slapped his body into the black bottomless pit. At this moment, a strange magic light suddenly burst out, making the surrounding scene more terrible.

"There is no transmission array at all!"

"We were deceived. The little devil has a bad heart..."

"Paralyzed, I knew the devil sect thieves were not kind, so I fought with them."

In this way, the righteous martial arts have noticed something wrong and burst into drinking one after another. However, it was not until this step that they found out whether Chu Haiyu was interested or not. It was obviously too late.

After several explosions, the moon demon Saint also shot quickly. Several martial artists of the right way were involved by her palm power. Under the full attack of such a great master, most martial artists in the right way had no chance to resist. Their bodies fell into the pit and were killed into mud by the black surging magic gas in an instant.

The strange magic light became particularly bright, excited from the dark bottomless deep hole, accompanied by bursts of incomprehensible Brahman singing.

"There's nothing wrong. The holy thing is here. You need more blood essence sacrifice. Give it to me and kill it!"

Seeing this scene, the devil Chu Haiyu's lips seemed to be murmuring to himself, but the joy on his face was not concealed.

The people in the right way crowded into a group. Although they were angry and cursed, they were intimidated by the violent means of the devil and the moon devil saint in a short time, and no one was willing to come forward at all.

"Do it, if you don't make concerted efforts to fight back, we all have a dead end." Duan Mingkong in the crowd shook his arms and shouted, his eyes sweeping around.

People of the demon sect, is this to drive them out of the righteous martial arts, and then use their blood essence to open this altar and get what exists in the bottomless black hole?

"Black snake!"

He and Fu Chuanwei looked at each other, raised their cuffs, suddenly shot a dark thing, and flew to the face of the moon demon saint with incomparable speed.

In an instant, Fu Chuanwei gathered his strength, clapped seven or eight palms continuously, and launched a fierce attack on the nearest blood robe messenger.

"Nine palaces and eight poles, sweep the universe!"

The powerful palm power aroused, so that the blood robe messenger had no time to stimulate the defense array, and the light of the array weakened slightly, and the surging magic nightmare vine sent out a bleak roar, and the momentum soared.

Duan Mingkong knew that he was not the opponent of the devil and the holy daughter of the moon. The black light released was a dark horned snake. The black snake on the ground level is more poisonous than iron and stone. It is what he relies on to protect his life. But now at this juncture, he can only break his arm to protect his life.

Domesticating this black snake has paid a great price, but if you can save your life, it will be worth it.

At the same time, several first echelon experts fought back with all their strength, including a poisonous monster. Even though the devil Chu Haiyu and the moon devil saint are extremely powerful, they are not likely to win them in a short time.

Of course, Chu Haiyu didn't pay attention to these warriors. What made him afraid was that once the blood robe emissary couldn't control the defense array, which led to the growth of magic nightmare vine absorbing the vitality and fertilizer here, it would be very troublesome to take things.

So at this juncture, Chu Haiyu can only take over the fierce palm power of Fu Chuanwei for the blood robe messenger first.

With such a short pause of one or two breaths, Duan Mingkong himself had taken off the cover of the defense array and jumped into the air.

"Crackling", a magic nightmare vine root beard followed, and broke Mingkong's backhand to clap a palm. The vitality contained in this palm immediately made the magic nightmare vine stronger.

However, after all, the evil nightmare vine wrapped around quickly slowed down a step. A branch stretched to Duan Mingkong's feet, but it became his stepping stone. Duan Mingkong's toes were a little, and the figure flew away from the high platform.

When his feet fell on the steps, a familiar scream suddenly came to his ears.

When Duan Mingkong turned back in horror, he was shocked to see that Fu Chuanwei, the great master who was not under him, was shocked by the devil's palm and fell out of the range of the defense array with blood in his mouth.

"Hiss..."

Numerous evil nightmare vines attacked from all directions. Some pierced Fu Chuanwei's body, while others tightly entangled him.

The strong player in the first echelon was immediately submerged by the fire red branches, and his face showed an extremely frightened expression. His whole body was dissolved and corrupted like a popsicle.

Before a few breath, the tall and burly body melted into invisibility.

At the same time, the fiery red vines in that place all exuded the enchanting luster of ruby, and grew to a height of seven or eight feet. Undoubtedly, the violent breath steaming out was more than several times richer than before.

Duan Mingkong was terrified. No matter the life or death of the righteous martial artist on the high platform, he jumped down the steps and hurried towards one of the corridors. The figure soon disappeared in the dark.

On the high platform, Chu Haiyu, the devil, frowned when he saw someone fleeing in disorder.

Only he knew that if he wanted to break the altar of the demon ancestor and finally make the holy thing come into being, he must sacrifice the blood essence of 24 virtual realm masters who met his requirements.

And Duan Mingkong is obviously one of them. If he runs away, it means he can't afford this number and can only offer the blood essence of 23 righteous disciples.

The altar of the demon ancestor must be opened, and the holy things of the demon clan must also be obtained.

In this way, it means that he must kill a blood robed messenger to fill the sacrifice gap.

After all, the blood robe emissary is an expert from the eight sects of the demon sect, and before, some blood robe emissaries who have different views on him have been intercepted by Chu Haiyu with various excuses. The eight here are basically all confidants of the original sect of the demon yuan sect. With him, Chu Haiyu is not cruel enough to kill these lineages.

At the moment, the wisest way is to catch Duan Mingkong