No wonder the monk of the Bright Moon Sect didn't believe that the words of the monk of the foundation building period of the Imperial Spirit Sect were too outrageous, and the safest way for him to secretly communicate with several acquaintances was to search for souls, but this move was harmful to the soul of the monk of the foundation building period of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and this method was fiercely opposed by the monk of the Imperial Spirit Sect as soon as it was proposed.

The peak monk of the foundation building period who wanted to get a reward was stunned!

Far east, in a sea farther away from the cultivators of the archipelago, a huge and deep trench is like a demon's death mouth, devouring countless bones on the seabed, and the cold and lonely sea water is mixed with a very special evil aura, and if you pursue this aura, you can find a rare light source at the bottom of the dark trench.

An altar made entirely of the bones of sea beasts the size of giant whales was the size of a city, and the shield that emitted a faint shimmer of phosphorus and fire emptied the sea water and reflected the entire altar was even more terrifying, and countless indigenous monks of the Oriental Islands in strange costumes performed bloody and cruel sacrifice rituals.

Men and women in the prime of life, whose eyes were frightened and frightened, and their bodies were violently struggling with their mouths gagged and bound to the altar, and then rows of chickens wiped their necks like slaughtered chickens and bled out.

The smell of the fish was disgusting to the nose, and the strange lines on the altar were stained bloody.

A very strange power awakened, and the entire altar trembled with a roar. That supernatural power accumulated more and more, and finally converged and manifested in the center of the huge altar into an eyeball the size of a zhang, an eyeball with only the whites of the eyes and no pupils!

Countless blood was consumed by the eyeball, and a third of the members of the sacrifice who did not even understand its threat were shattered on the altar and consumed by the evil thing.

The riots were quickly suppressed by seemingly powerful and powerful men, and the sacrificers who had tried to escape were killed and thrown on the altars.

This group of people who were killed were all monks, even if they were all low-level Qi refining stage cultivators, and the blood essence of their bodies was not something that could be compared to the secular mortals who were originally slaughtered in groups.

The altar was finally satisfied, and some black lines appeared on the miserable white eyeballs and began to swim.

The third-order and second-order monks on the altar could not hide the excitement and excitement on their faces, and one by one they knelt on the ground reverently, staring at that eye with eager hope.

In a short period of time, drops of sticky but very spiritual black beads appeared, like black pearls falling to the ground.

The kneeling crowd chanted unknown scriptures while piercing the skin of the eyebrows with sharp objects, and chased after the black beads.

The aura of these beads was similar to the black-gray liquid of the beast head crystal that Lu Fei had obtained in the blood-colored trial, but it was only more intense.

After soaking the black beads with his own blood essence, he sucked the mixed jet-black blood into the center of his eyebrows, and the second- and third-order monks twitched on the ground in pain.

In a short time, the entire altar was filled with countless screams and groans as if it were undergoing hellish torture, in addition to the terrifying environment.

There are always supernatural things between heaven and earth, and on those indigenous monks of the Oriental Islands who fell to the ground and endured all kinds of torture, they were like the mysterious patterns drawn by the master's skillful hands, one by one, point by point.

Refined, beautiful, but with a mesmerizing magic, it pulls the hearts of those who are not determined in the viewer to sink and sink uncontrollably.

For three days and three nights, about three-tenths of the people stood up, and each of their breaths was twice as powerful as before. Half of these lucky thirty percent have broken through two or three small realms, and one-tenth of them have directly broken through the big realm.

The number of third-order cultivators increased by more than forty all of a sudden, but it was a pity that those who were originally third-order cultivators were not able to break through the three-in-four layer of the heavenly moat, and several of them were stuck at the peak of the third-order order.

The monks on the earth still breathe, they are not dead, but they can no longer be called people.

The scarlet eyes and frenzied true qi showed that these monks, who had forgotten to even stand, had degenerated into demonic beasts. They are the best pets for new demon cultivators!

"So many third-order cultivators, God bless the people of my holy island!" a lean and thin old man with a maximum figure of one meter and four meters shouted almost hysterically, and countless new demon cultivators responded to him. That's right, it's just that in a few days, a large number of elites of the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Force have already turned into outright demon cultivators.

"It's a pity that only 30% of them succeed, and those who fail have no wisdom to speak of and can only be used as consumables. Another monk, dressed in a white robe and wearing a strange high hat, said with some regret.

"Our sacrifice is almost complete, now it's time to go and give some powerful looks to the pigs and dogs in Great Xia who don't know the height of the sky. Thinking about it, as long as you sacrifice a lot of monks' blood, you will definitely be able to create more second-order and third-order elites, which is much faster and stronger than penance. The thin old man replied a little frantically, but he didn't see a faint glow in the depths of his companion's eyes.