Chapter 182 181. Magical use of natal chart, the era of dark natural disasters begins (8.3K words - please subscribe)
Looking down from the statue of the Heavenly Lord, the demon boy's bloody mouth was covered in the sacrificial formation.
This sacrificial formation was arranged with the help of the ruined, dead black energy just now, and even Long Yinghai couldn't escape from it.
The demon boy looked at Song Yan and thought: "Do you want to save people? Or rob them?"
Song Yan shook his head and recalled: "Neither saving people nor robbing them."
As the saying goes, "Man perishes for money, and birds perish for food." But don’t people stop seeking wealth and birds stop looking for food? Of course not. This just tells you that if you ask for anything, there will be risks. You need to be responsible for yourself. If you can't bear the risks and die halfway, you can't blame anyone.
The black light shimmered, exuding a breath of death. The wind moved slightly, lifting Song Yan's black hair and his face that was uncertain.
The demon boy asked again: "Then what are you doing here? Are you asking for these ancient true spirit remnants of jade?"
As he spoke, he murmured in his thoughts: "That's right, you and I both need to possess other people's souls in order to cultivate mysteries in order to devour all living beings.
If cause and effect is not bound to the soul, it will not be able to exert much power.
Only when the realm is strong can the soul be strong. These true spirit residual jade are really important to you.
Now, take it, I've got enough, I don't need any more. ”
Song Yan looked at the fussy demon and instantly understood his intention: to delay time!
The relationship between the demons is not much worse than that of the Demon Sect. The main character doesn’t trust anyone else, and now the demon boy naturally doesn’t trust him either.
So while the demon boy was eating, he started talking "what he thought was nonsense".
Suddenly, screams came from the sacrificial array.
Long Yinghai and others grabbed the casual cultivator and used it as a shield, trying to break out of the thin black film covering the sacrificial array. However, as soon as the casual cultivator touched the black film, he accelerated the speed of the sacrifice. His whole body turned into smoke and dispersed, and he screamed "Ahhhh" in a shrill voice. There were friends nearby who tried to save him, but they were also captured by Ye Congfeng and the Divine Tiger King, who followed the same pattern and tried to break the formation.
But, everything is in vain.
The power of this underworld sacrificial array far exceeds the previous "Lihuo Gathering" and "Ice Coffin Xuansha".
Song Yan's peripheral vision glanced slightly, but he was indifferent.
He has seen this cruelty of "a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist".
However, in this situation now, his level is quite good, so he is not in that game, but in another game.
He has things he needs to do.
The time he was waiting for had not yet come, and the demon boy wanted to delay time again, but he was very interested in the "nonsense" the demon boy said.
So, Song Yan asked: "What is true spirit residual jade?"
The demon boy was stunned, and then said: "You don't know?"
Song Yan chuckled and said, "Let's talk about it."
The demon boy happily rambled on, so he said: "In ancient times, this true spirit jade was the same as the mysterious jade, which was necessary for cultivating the occult. The latter enhances the realm, and the former assists in cultivation. Both are indispensable."< br>
Song Yan said: "Then how come these true spiritual jade disappeared from the world? Why are they still here?"
The demon boy pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "I don't know much about this kind of thing, but I heard that it seems that because a fifth-level cultivation world nearby was destroyed, the energy of the underworld spread out, thus infecting Arrived at many fourth-level mystical realms in the surrounding areas
Here? In ancient times, a catastrophe in the underworld caused the light of the true spirit to slowly disappear. This was called the era of true spirit extinction.
This era of true spirit extinction is not unique to the fourth-level mystical world, but is something that every infected spiritual world will encounter.
As for why there are residual jade of true spirits here, it is naturally because the era of true spirit extinction has destroyed most of the light of true spirits, but there are still some remaining, and they are just born now. ”
Song Yan listened to these unfamiliar words and glanced in the direction of the sacrificial array.
The sacrifice array was in chaos. The weak ones were dead or injured, but the strong ones were still persisting.
He asked again: "Why was he born at this time?"
The demon boy was happy to continue explaining with his colleague.
He thought for a while and said slowly: "Of course it's because the next era has arrived."
Song Yan asked: "What era?"
The demon boy said: "The dark era of natural disasters."
After speaking, he said with a ferocious smile: "The creatures from the underworld seeped into the sea of suffering, thus triggering the soul threshold. This is just the beginning.
The emergence of these ancient tombs now means that the underworld energy in the underground can no longer be suppressed and has slowly seeped out from the ground. This underworld energy will turn dead objects into underworld creatures, although these underworld creatures are very weak. , but it cannot be ignored.
In order to suppress the energy of the underworld, heaven and earth will create a large number of earth energy eruptions, volcanoes, tsunamis, earthquakes, and all kinds of sleeping monsters will be awakened, all in order to suppress the energy of the underworld.
Oh, right. There will also be space cracks. Once the cracks open, everything around them will be pulled into the unknown void and shattered into pieces!
But it's no use!
When I was in another cultivating world, I was just a little evil person. I was lucky enough to grow to where I am now, and I came to this cultivating world again. This time, I want to become stronger and become a higher level demon. ”
Shocking words flowed out from the mouth of this demon boy.
Almost instantly, Song Yan saw a bigger world, a wider space, and a deeper danger.
However, he has experienced many things, and even though his heart is in turmoil, he will not be easily shaken.
If there are not many lies in the words of this demon boy, it means that the world he is in is not the only one, but only the fourth level of mysticism.
A higher-level fifth-level spiritual realm nearby was destroyed.
The destroyed fifth-level cultivation world is filled with underworld energy and underworld creatures. These underworld existences will penetrate into the surrounding area.
When it penetrates here, the environment of this world begins to gradually deteriorate.
The era of true spirit extinction means that the monks in this world can no longer practice more powerful mystical arts.
Now, as the energy of the underworld seeps in, an era of natural disasters is about to break out.
The era of natural disasters is the counterattack of heaven and earth against the energy of the underworld. It is also a hell for ordinary people and a nightmare for monks.
As for the demon, since it has no soul and only has evil thoughts of cause and effect, can it flow from one mystical world to another through the sea of suffering?
In this way, the sea of suffering does not only exist in one world.
The purpose of the demon is to seize the body and descend, sacrifice and devour it to become a higher-level demon, and then go to the next world?
Many thoughts flashed through Song Yan's eyes as he looked thoughtful.
Whether it is the age of dark natural disasters is easy to verify, because if it is true, he will be able to see it soon.
But now, he has more important things to do.
Seeing his thoughts, the demon boy seizes the time to continue to devour the vitality in the sacrifice array. He has set up an ambush here for a long time just to devour this large wave of creatures, thereby increasing his strength, and then attack the divine infant at the edge of the void decades later. territory.
Use evil thoughts to haunt the soul and control the host. When the host becomes stronger and the soul becomes stronger, then hunt the common people to feed the evil thoughts. If the world is destroyed, then give up the host, drift along the sea of suffering, and try your luck to reach the next world.
This is the devil.
Song Yan glanced in the direction of the underworld sacrifice formation.
The loose cultivators have all been wiped out, but they are nothing but water. The real main course is Long Yinghai, Ye Congfeng, and the Divine Tiger King in the middle stage of Zifu
The demon boy devoured faster and faster.
Only by absorbing these three people can his trip be considered a real success. The previous ones are not worth mentioning at all.
As for Long Yinghai, Ye Congfeng, and the Divine Tiger King, they had to resist the sacrifice while also resisting the devouring of the demon boy. Their strength was rapidly being depleted and they became weaker as time went by. Even though the demon boy was no longer in charge of the formation at this time, they were like frogs no longer struggling in boiling water, unable to escape.
Song Yan looked away, his eyes sparkling.
The time he had been waiting for had arrived.
At this moment, the demon boy suddenly took the initiative and said: "You must be the demon monk who learned the true meaning of lies in this world, right?"
His lips are very red and his eyes are very bright.
What is the true meaning of lies?
Could it be that there are many kinds of demon monks?
The thought flashed away, Song Yan nodded with confusion in his eyes, and said: "I am indeed just born, what about you?"
The demon boy rolled his eyes, smiled, and said: "Me too, but I didn't get the true meaning of lying and can't confuse people's hearts. I got the true meaning of stealing, so I am keen on treasures and can find this ancient tomb in advance. , so as to set up an ambush here.
Hey, since you and I are so destined, why don't you wait a moment, and when I finish eating, you and I can swim together arm in arm and sit down to talk.
Among the demons, those of the same kind are the closest and should help each other the most. You and I are both demonic monks, so we should be close to each other. ”
Song Yan turned to look at the direction of the sacrificial formation, and suddenly said: "Forget it, I have obtained the True Spirit Remnant Jade this time, and I am satisfied. Let us meet again if we are destined."
After that, he walked directly to the jade statue of Zhenling beside him, as if he wanted to put the jade statue into the storage space and then leave.
A flash of anxiety flashed in the eyes of the demon boy, and he took the initiative to speak again, laughing and saying: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? How about I give you one of the remaining three in the sacrificial array?"
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Song Yan was surprised and said: "How can that work?"
The demon boy smiled and said: "We are a family and we eat from one plate. Just don't find it objectionable."
Song Yan said: "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
The demon boy stopped his big mouth and made room for him.
Song Yan thought, and a giant face suddenly appeared in front of him. He opened his mouth and sucked hard, directly towards the demon boy. While the giant lips were slightly opening and swallowing, he spat out another mouthful of flying sword light in the opposite direction. The sword light was as sharp as a rainbow and stabbed towards the demon boy suddenly.
But the demon boy seemed to have expected it. His hand had been raised at some point, and he caught Song Yan's sneak attack flying sword with just two fingers.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
The cordiality and friendship before were instantly wiped out.
But it feels natural and there is no sense of violation.
The devil boy said faintly: "I thought you would take one bite before you do it again."
Song Yan smiled and said: "Isn't this a test of your strength? If you don't have enough strength, I will take it all by myself. Why do I need you to take a bite?"
The demon boy's eyes lit up and he smiled: "That's right. What about now?"
Song Yan nodded and said: "You are very good. Then you eat the big portion and I eat the small portion. If I hadn't taken action this time, you might not have succeeded. So, it's not an exaggeration for me to take a bite."
After saying that, he put away his huge mouth and slowly turned towards the direction of the sacrifice formation.
The demon boy kept staring at him until he was really aiming in the direction of the sacrificial array.
But at this moment, Song Yan quickly turned his head and swallowed the demon boy in one mouthful. With a flick of his tongue, another flying sword shot out.
The demon boy took action almost at the same time. He thrust out his fingers and grabbed the flying sword.
The air froze for a moment, just like before.
The two people who obviously gave up took action again in an instant and reached a balance again.
The demon boy sneered: "Is this interesting? Why not wait"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong strange emotion suddenly appeared in his heart.
It's obviously the same scene, but everything seems to be different.
With a move of his five fingers, Feijian and Song Yan in front of him were instantly destroyed into ashes.
"Dummy!"
"How is this possible?"
The demon boy's pupils were constricted, and his heart was filled with disbelief. Firstly, the dummy was changed in front of him, and secondly, it didn't even recognize that it was a dummy before taking action!
This is incredible to the extreme.
How could a majestic demon not be able to identify the real person and the dummy?
Isn't this a big joke? !
Its pupils tightened because it felt the real murderous intent, which was behind him.
The demon boy didn't dare to neglect, and quickly closed his huge mouth. He didn't care about swallowing the three people for a moment. He grabbed a black mark from the void with his five fingers, rushed forward, and smashed the black mark behind him at the same time.
boom!
The black mark is extremely powerful, violently crushing the murderous intention behind him.
The demon boy turned his head slightly, and with his peripheral vision, he saw a group of human figures dissipating into white mist.
‘A dummy again? ! ’
‘Did I admit my mistake again? ’
‘How could I admit my mistake? ! ’
After he finally settled down, there was another strong murderous intention in the direction he was charging forward.
The demon boy stared with all his strength, stared seriously, and no longer stared carelessly. But this time he saw clearly that the person who took action for the third time was the demon who helped him.
‘Do you think I have no means to cheat me out of the treasure? ’
'Hey, I'm not the weak demon monk who has mastered the true meaning of stealing, but the demon monk who has mastered the true meaning of killing! ’
‘Hey hey hey’
"Die!"
The body of the demon boy surged, turning into several feet, and he smashed forward with a rumble of punch. Mysterious energy and thoughts were stirred into a vacuum by this punch. If a monk cast a spell in front of him, the spell would be shattered by this punch.
boom!
The violent force bombarded Song Yan who was rushing forward.
A full blow is like hitting cotton.
The cotton spread out and turned into wisps of white gossamer, spreading out to the surrounding area.
The huge figure of the demon boy froze, and the entire ancient tomb began to collapse due to his punch.
The majestic and revered statue of Tianzun was completely shattered and turned into pieces of rotten stones that could be piled on the pit, while the mud and rocks from high places began to pour down.
The demon boy felt a little hairy, and he asked: "You are not a demon monk, what are you?"
No one responded.
The atmosphere was depressing to the extreme.
The demon boy suddenly said sincerely and hastily: "If you were not a demon monk, there would be no reason for us to fight. The demons would either grow by themselves or devour similar demons. Maybe you were really just born, so these things don't make sense to me now." I told you.”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a breath.
The demon boy's pupils tightened and he suddenly stopped. He turned sharply and pulled out the afterimage. He smashed the vacuum of profound energy with one punch and threw it in the direction of the breath. At the same time, he took back the big black seal with his other hand and gathered it like a strong bow. Okay next hit.
boom!
The punch landed at the end and hit the black-haired boy.
The boy exploded into white mist again.
The demon boy was still holding the big black seal in his left hand, but it was nowhere to be found. He looked left and right, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Unexpectedly, it couldn't find any trace of Song Yan.
The demon boy couldn't help but think: 'Where is he? He kept avoiding me and did not confront me head-on, which meant that he was not sure of victory. He was just trying to consume me and make me panic. Then give it a try! ’
But at this moment, in the darkness, a bewitching lip suddenly moved, and a faint laughter came out from the collapsing ancient tomb.
"I'm here."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon boy had already taken action.
The white mist exploded again!
Another calm laughter sounded from the other side, "Boy, why can't you hit it accurately?"
boom!
The demon boy took action again.
He had to take action because the murderous intention shown by the other party was real.
The white mist continued to explode. Song Yan's laughter sounded from another direction: "Here, it is here!"
The demon boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and this time he felt another mysterious aura outside the direction of the sound.
Therefore, he suddenly threw the black seal in his hand and smashed it in the direction of the sound, but he turned into an afterimage, dragging the crushing power with one punch and smashing it in the direction of the obscure aura.
Punch down!
The obscure aura exploded and turned into exploding white mist.
Wherever the black seal fell, white mist also exploded.
However, this time it was not over, because all the forces in this world seemed to have found a leader, and they all charged together with that leader.
It was a finger that pointed out from the darkness in an instant, turned into a shadow, and pointed roughly at the forehead of the demon boy.
In the flash of lightning, the demon boy tilted his head slightly, and the finger pierced his left eye.
Ka.
Bang bang!
His left eye exploded, but Song Yan's sneak attack using the power of "one step to reach the sky" to mobilize the power of heaven and earth failed to kill him, not even piercing the back of his head.
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Bang!
The exploding eyeballs were scattered everywhere.
The demon boy was startled and hurt, and he took action wildly, pouring out his strength like crazy in the direction of the finger.
However, all came to nothing.
The ancient tomb collapsed even more severely.
The three people in the sacrificial formation were struggling to break through the formation while watching this scene of fighting in stunned silence, feeling chilled in their hearts.
The smiling and calm voice sounded again.
"Boy, are you okay? No, I'll come."
The demon boy was like a trapped animal, covering his injured eye with one hand. Although the flesh and blood had been forcibly healed, the severe pain and damage were still there. He shouted: "Come out! Come out if you can!"
Laughter echoed.
"Okay, I'll come out right away."
The next moment, the laughter became cold and severe.
"Kill you!"
A black shadow suddenly appeared in the distance, murderous intent bursting out!
The demon boy took action again, roaring and waving his black mark at the charging figure.
boom!
The black shadow exploded and turned into soft white mist.
The demon boy stayed on the spot, a feeling of powerlessness arising from the bottom of his heart.
Suddenly, laughter sounded again somewhere.
"Do you feel useless?"
Then, laughter emerged from another place.
"You are really useless."
Then, the laughter turned into scolding.
"Waste!"
"You waste!"
"Waste!"
The demonic sound penetrates the ears and tears the hearts of people, causing the thoughts and thoughts in the heart to expand a hundred times a thousand times.
The demon boy tried his best to observe his surroundings while trying his best to resist the demonic sound.
Song Yan's whole body was bathed in shadow.
This was the first time he really used his own secret technique to fight, and he didn't expect the effect to be good.
The magic sound penetrates the ears, hiding the soul, transforming the soul, imitating the soul
This demon is definitely not a demon monk who has mastered the true meaning of stealing. His flesh and blood power is extremely powerful. Song Yan even feels that if he fights head-on with physical strength alone, he will not be able to defeat this demon.
A thought suddenly came into his mind: 'This is the Demonic Monk from the Ancient Purple Mansion Realm! He must have a way to improve his body-refining realm! ’
As soon as this thought came out, all kinds of greedy thoughts came to my face.
‘Swallow him! ’
‘Swallow him! ’
‘You must swallow him! ’
At this moment, the demon boy gritted his teeth and shouted: "I won't play with you anymore!"
After saying that, he flew out and left the ancient tomb in an instant.
But the next moment, he was suddenly horrified because he felt a familiar breath coming toward him.
That's himself! ! !
A fist with the power of shattering the mysterious thoughts came towards his face.
'Fake! ’
'Fake! ’
The demon boy roared in his heart, but he couldn't ignore it at all and had to fight with all his strength.
boom! !
The huge waves rolled, and the demon boy's fist fell as expected. The dummy that came from the opposite side was completely shattered and turned into white mist, blending into the white clouds here.
The demon boy suddenly turned his head, glanced around, and saw a black shadow hidden in the clouds not far away.
"Found you! Die!"
The demon boy rushed over and smashed the black shadow into pieces.
The black shadow turned into white mist again.
The laughter of "Jie Jie Jie Jie" sounded at this time.
"Trash, what's the point of living like a trash like you?"
The demon boy looked around in horror. For a moment, it seemed as if the black-haired boy was everywhere around him, but not anywhere.
He fled away quickly again.
But no matter where he escaped, the voice followed him. If he really regarded the other party as a dummy and ignored him, the other party would hit him for real.
During this period, he used various means, but to no avail.
After one day and one night, the demon boy completely collapsed.
And laughter and murderous intent were already emerging around him.
He was unable to cope, both physically and mentally exhausted.
He has never seen such a tough monster.
He landed on a barren hill and gasped for air. It wasn't until a figure came out of the dust and looked at him with a smile that the demon boy asked: "What are you?"
Song Yan did not answer, but turned into a giant face, opened his huge mouth and swallowed the demon boy in front of him.
A sharp look suddenly flashed in the demon boy's eyes, and a beam of terrifying energy shot out from his palm and violently penetrated Song Yan. This is his bottom line!
Song Yan exploded, but there was still a wisp of white mist.
The demon boy looked at this scene dumbfounded, and then roared in complete collapse.
Song Yan appeared behind him without anyone noticing, and with a wave of his hand, a ray of gray light emerged from the Demon King's evil treasure, which penetrated into the demon's body and dragged his soul out.
Above the soul, the dark monk was about to escape, but was further pulled out by the gray light, tied up tightly, and dragged into the King's Furnace. He threw it into the furnace and started refining.
Under the blazing gray flames, the dark monk was quickly refined.
Song Yan took out the "Zizai Tianmo Diagram" and glanced at the Tianmo Diagram.
On the magic map that day, the originally elegant and elegant immortal in white had a deep luster all over his body, but it was not evil, but gave people a sense of calmness and weight, like a towering mountain. It made people feel that it would be very easy to make friends with such a person. reliable.
Song Yan realized it carefully and felt that the "blank space" of this natal secret technique was working.
Now that the "blank" part has been filled in, his natal secret technique has become more complete.
If the red lips are the "demon sound absorbing the soul", then this body is the "demon body feeding the body".
There was a feeling in his heart that "this ancient body refining realm has enough opportunities to go further."
But unfortunately, he did not get any precise information from the demon monk. He could only vaguely confirm that the information about the "Dark Age of Natural Disasters" and the "Fourth Level Cultivation World" that the demon monk said before was not false. Moreover, the demon monk himself was a monk who had entered the realm of the Ancient Purple Mansion, and there were some secrets in the ancient tomb.
Song Yan put away the corpse of the cultivator from the Ancient Purple Mansion Realm and the storage bag. When he looked inside, he saw that it was filled with "Remnant True Spirit Jade" and nothing else. After he put it away, he remained silent for a while, looking towards the sunset loess and billowing dust in the distance. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, then his face changed and turned into rainbow light and returned to the ancient tomb.
Even though a day or two had passed since the previous battle, no one dared to approach.
The ancient tomb has long since collapsed.
The array cover of the sacrificial array blocks out all gravel and sand.
Long Yinghai's originally pale and cold face was already extremely embarrassed, and his tough body was also fragile. He looked up at the dark aura flowing in front of him and murmured: "How could there be so much aura from the underworld, and how could it be used by others?" Form a formation?”
The Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan has been exploring ancient tombs all year round, so they naturally understand the energy of the underworld.
As for Zhenling Canyu, they are no strangers either.
When other tribes were shocked when they came into contact with the "True Spirit Residual Jade" for the first time, the Long Tomb Ancient Clan had already discovered some "True Spirit Residual Jade" and "ancient cultivation techniques" through the ancient tomb. These exercises were combined with the Dragon Tomb It is the characteristics of the Ancient Clan that make the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan become the most powerful of the Ancient Clan.
It's funny to say that the real talent of the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan is "animal taming". They can completely control monsters and even groups of monsters, thus playing the role of one person as an army.
Long Yinghai's two chariot dragons were controlled by him through his talent. The strength of each dragon has barely reached the Zifu level. But now, in this sacrificial formation, he was isolated from everything and could not summon the dragon at all.
Not to mention the dragon, even summoning the ancestor of the clan cannot do it.
Compared to the predicament caused by the energy of the underworld, the soul threshold is nothing.
But it was the first time for Long Yinghai to see so much energy from the underworld, and it was also the first time for him to see such an exaggerated amount of true spirit residual jade.
He had a vague hunch: a new era might be coming.
But he didn't know what era that was.
The Divine Tiger King was extremely weak and said: "Two adults, let's try our best again."
Ye Congfeng glanced at him and said: "Idiot! If this formation could be broken through strength, we would have broken it long ago! The only way now is to rely on our own strength to support it and hold on as long as possible.
There is so much movement in the ancient tomb here, someone will come here soon. Even if not, counting the time, the Formless Heavenly Lord will arrive soon. ”
The Divine Tiger King collapsed a little and said: "But, I. I can't hold on anymore. I think we should break the formation. Those two monsters might come back!"
But when he said his, neither Long Yinghai nor Ye Congfeng ignored it.
The Divine Tiger King was helpless. Finally, with a scream, his whole body turned into ashes and merged into the sacrificial formation.
Life energy is accumulated in the sacrifice array, seemingly waiting for people to devour it.
But at this moment, Long Yinghai was aware of it and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a figure swiping away the vast ruins and landing in front of the array shield.
Long Yinghai recognized that this figure was the figure he had driven away impatiently to become cannon fodder.
"Who are you?"
Before he finished speaking, a gray light faintly flashed across his eyes.
The light was in the shape of shackles, and it wrapped around his soul for an instant.
"Nine Sons. Demon. Mother!!"
Long Yinghai roared wildly, and he frantically summoned up the power of his soul to fight against it. If he usually could hold on for a while, but now
"Master."
"Master of the Nine Sons Demon Mother."
The end of the exclamation point has been replaced by the most humble voice.
Song Yan glanced at Ye Congfeng and said calmly: "Kill him."
Ye Congfeng was startled and stood up hurriedly.
But Long Yinghai had already pounced on him, pointed out his finger, and penetrated his skull and heart.
Song Yan unfolded the Soul-Destroying Evil Bead, and when he probed and pulled it with the tiger stripes on it like shackles, he sucked Ye Congfeng's soul into the rosary. However, Ye Congfeng's body lost the power to protect him, and he was in the sacrificial formation. Turn into pure life energy.
Song Yan looked at the sacrificial array, remained silent for a moment, then opened his mouth to devour it, swallowing up all the life energy on it.
A strong sense of joy surged into his heart, and he faintly felt that the white-clothed immortal on the "Zi Zi Tian Demon Diagram" was becoming more and more solid, and his demonic voice and demonic body were also increasing. Not only that, there was also a slight change in the blank eyes. Deep silhouette.
Song Yan searched around and spent some time to find the array of the "Underworld Sacrifice Array". He removed the array and put it away, then looked at the underworld energy and tried to store it, but just touched it and it was gone. There was a sense of deathly panic.
As if he was frozen, when he came back to his senses, the energy from the underworld had disappeared without a trace and escaped outside
As if the heaven and earth were angered, one moment the sky was filled with stars, the next moment there were flying sand and rocks, and a strong storm was brewing.
In the ruins of the ancient tomb, the soil was dug deeply, and a stone tablet hidden somewhere was revealed. Some words were engraved on the stone tablet.
Song Yancai realized at a glance that this was an ancient cultivation technique.
But in just one glance, thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and in almost a moment, a red catastrophe had already spread across the sky.
He turned and fled.
Red lightning exploded.
The entire stele turned into powder.
When the rain comes, it is blown wildly by the storm, swept away, and turned into a cross-current sea.
An Li stood in the rain. She was the only audience allowed to see the truth. At this time, the rain wet her hair, and the black and white eyes in her eyes became confused. When Song Yan took her away quickly and put her After telling her some things, she seemed to grow up in one day and became somewhat silent.
A few days later, accompanied by Song Yan, she joined the large force of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who came here to investigate, and entered the flying chariot without anyone noticing, as if the two of them had been in the chariot all along.
The petite female cultivator was as silent as a doll.
Song Yan lifted her up, letting her cute butt press against his legs, and then hugged her, feeling the desire beyond emotion, rippling up and down as the flying chariot swayed slightly.
Suddenly, Song Yanruo felt something and slightly opened the curtain.
Tang Yi reported in Foreign Exchange: "The storm continues in the distance."
Song Yan glanced at the dense black clouds in the distance and said, "Let's take a break for two days before heading back."
Tomb ruins.
A large amount of true spirit residual jade is still there and has not been taken away.
Long Yinghai hunkered down in the wind and rain and recovered quickly.
The order he received was: If you encounter the Ancient Night King Clan or anyone from other clans, take action immediately, severely injure them, or even kill them!
(End of chapter)