Chapter 60: Blood Sacrifice to Ten Thousand Ghosts

"It's over"!

Lin Feng's face turned pale for a while.

He wanted to break free of his imprisoned body, but now, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

It seems that there is an invisible force that imprisons him!

"Is this the strength of a powerhouse in the Yin and Yang Realm?" Lin Feng had a wry smile on his face.

The methods of this green-robed old man were too weird, and he had no way to resist them!

This person is Bai Xuantian's master!

If you fall into the hands of this person, you are afraid that you will die and die, right?

Rustle rustle......

The footsteps came from far and near, and the green-robed old man walked over and looked at Lin Feng coldly, "There are really a lot of means, no wonder Bai Xuantian will die in your hands."

"I want to know, how did you know my whereabouts?". Lin Feng said with a gloomy expression.

"It was Li Merson who told the old man". The green-robed old man said gloomily.

"Law Enforcement Hall Grand Elder Li Mosen?". Lin Feng said in surprise.

"What? Do you think it's incredible? Li Mosen is a spy planted by the demonic forces in the True Martial Kingdom, but it is hidden very deeply, and no one knows about it."

The green-robed old man pursed his lips, he seemed to feel that Lin Feng would definitely die today, so he didn't hide these things.

"It seems that the Orc Empire's attack on the True Martial Kingdom is also a hindrance from you people in the Demon Dao." Lin Feng said hatefully.

The green-robed old man sneered and said, "The power of the Demon Dao is pervasive, so powerful that you can't imagine that the Dongjun Shenzhou will be the Demon Dao sooner or later!"

"It's in your hands, admit the killing, and do it now."

Lin Feng said coldly.

The old man in the green robe burst out with a burst of eerie laughter and said, "Wouldn't it be a pity to kill it?"

As the words fell, the green-robed old man grabbed Lin Feng and rose into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

......

Smack.

The green-robed old man led Lin Feng into the depths of a volcano, where the magma was boiling and the temperature was scorching.

"What are you bringing me here for?". Lin Feng looked at the green-robed old man with a gloomy expression.

"You'll find out later."

The green-robed old man sneered, only to see his hands pinching each other again and again, and one after another the magic duels were smashed into the boiling magma.

A loud bang rang out.

Immediately after, a pitch-black giant dome ten meters high and five meters wide rushed out of the magma and suspended above the magma world.

On the giant tripod, there are demons, evil spirits, fierce beasts and other terrifying existences, exuding an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

A large amount of demonic energy poured out from the Demon Ding.

"Wow"!

At the same time, inside the Demon Ding, there were constantly sharp and piercing screams, and the sound was really terrifying, like ten thousand ghosts screaming terrible.

Lin Feng's face turned slightly pale and said, "What is this?"

The green-robed old man smiled, "This seat borrows the earth fire of this place!

"Magic Weapon?". Lin Feng was slightly moved, it was said that the magic weapon refined by the Demon Dao was even more powerful than the "magic weapon" refined by the righteous Dao.

Many magic weapons possess extremely strange abilities.

However, refining magic weapons is very complicated and difficult, because magic weapons are against heaven and harmony, so refining magic weapons is easy to be counterattacked.

The more powerful the magic weapon, the more likely it is to be counterattacked.

"That's right, this seat is refining the Soul Devouring Banner, in order to refine the Soul Devouring Banner, this seat has spent countless efforts in the past eight hundred years, haunting all over the Three Thousand Prefectures to find young monks with strong bloodlines but no background, and then slowly cultivated, and when the time comes, they will use them to sacrifice the Soul Devouring Banner with blood"!

The green-robed old man said gloomily.

Lin Feng's expression was indifferent, and he said, "It seems that Bai Xuantian is the one you cultivated to sacrifice the Soul Devouring Banner, and he is not your apprentice at all!"

"Truly"!

The green-robed old man smiled and said, "A registered disciple is also a disciple!

Lin Feng rolled his eyes wildly.

What is the theory of this green-robed old man? Nima is asking for someone else's life to help you with a blood sacrifice weapon, is this a help?

The green-robed old man continued, "This seat has collected nine thousand nine hundred and nine souls, originally Bai Xuantian was the last, and it seems that he will soon reach the standard of being able to sacrifice blood, but he died in your hands, but it doesn't matter, the old man sees that your bloodline is more than a hundred times stronger than Bai Xuantian, and it is better to use you for blood sacrifice."

As the words fell, the green-robed old man grabbed Lin Feng and flew towards the Demon Ding in the magma world.

"Open it for me"!!

The green-robed old man slapped the furnace suddenly, the lid opened, and endless demonic qi poured out from it, and a sharp and piercing cry resounded, as if ten thousand ghosts were roaring, endless ghosts were permeated, and the ghosts wanted to rush out of the demon ding.

"Old turtle, the master won't let you go if you're a ghost", Lin Feng cursed.

"In the hands of this seat, you don't even have a chance to be a ghost"!!

The green-robed old man sneered and directly threw Lin Feng into the Demon Ding.

The next moment, the lid is closed!

Lin Feng felt that it was dark.

The surroundings are extremely gloomy, and it is as if I have fallen into an infinite purgatory.

"Fire in the center of the earth, come out"!

The green-robed old man shouted loudly, pinched his hands, and saw that in the depths of the tumbling magma world, a flame rushed out, enveloping the magic tripod, and it was burning.

Some refiners will take the same risk of refining a flame as the alchemist, but most refiners will not refine the flame themselves, because the refiner is still different from the alchemist, the alchemist must have flames, otherwise he cannot become an alchemist, and the refiner can use the flames of the outside world, and all kinds of flames can be borrowed, such as the core fire in the depths of the magma world.

Within the Demon Ding, Lin Feng felt that the temperature began to rise.

He was getting hotter and hotter, and it felt like his body was going to melt.

"Damn, this grandson wants to refine me"!

Lin Feng's face was extremely gloomy, and he blasted towards the Demon Ding with a punch.

Bang!

But the spirit pattern on the Demon Tripod directly flew Lin Feng out, this Demon Tripod was too strong to break it at all.

The temperature inside the Demon Ding had risen sharply, and Lin Feng was already sweating, and if he continued like this, he would have to be wiped out by the refining.

The Demon Ding turned fiery red, the temperature was amazingly high, Lin Feng was finally able to see the scene inside the Demon Ding, only to see that above the Demon Ding, there was a pitch-black magic flag suspended, and the magic flag was surrounded by demonic energy, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura, it must be the soul devouring banner that the green-robed old man said.

"Whew". Suddenly, a sharp and piercing cry came from inside the Soul Eater Banner, and then, a dense group of evil ghosts rushed out from the Soul Eater Banner, and those evil ghosts, extremely hideous, all slaughtered towards Lin Feng.

"I will eat your flesh and drink your blood." The dense demons directly submerged Lin Feng.

Hearing the roaring sound of those evil ghosts in the Demon Ding, the old man in the green robe let out a gloomy laugh, "Eat, eat, eat his flesh little by little, drink his blood slowly, under this inhumane torture, he will have endless resentment, these resentments are integrated into his Yuan Shen, when the person dies, the Yuan Shen will not die, but will become a demon like you, when the time comes, this seat will collect 10,000 evil ghosts, Soul Devouring Banner, and it will be successfully refined."

Thinking that the Soul Devouring Banner was about to be successfully refined, the green-robed old man trembled with excitement.