The temperature in this starry sky seemed to have been affected by some kind of influence, and it suddenly plummeted.

Wang Yan raised his head suddenly, his dark eyes looked at the phantom above the sky, and at this moment, the phantom seemed to be gradually distorted, faintly, with unclear facial features.

At this moment, the cross-river Longmen carp in the Qiankun pot was dished!

An incomparably bright pillar of light burst out from the Qiankun pot without warning, and the intensity of the attention was already substantial, and it swept out of a distance of nearly three zhang before it stopped.

At the same time, the power of heaven and earth within three zhang of the top of the pillar of light began to gradually converge, and between the twists, it turned into a huge dragon gate carp.

Below the dragon carp, the dark starry sky, strangely appeared layers of snow-white clouds, setting off the dragon carp in the waves-like clouds quietly swinging the tail of the fish, full of a sense of agility.

"The nature of food..."

In the sky, the starlight figure that was constantly flickering and distorting gradually condensed, and at the same time, a cold sound like from the Shura Hell came out of his mouth without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"I feel the smell of my kindred..."The voice continued to come out, and the transfiguration figure was also infinitely condensed, as if it needed a huge amount of energy to transform into real human nature.

"Xuantian Sword... Qiankun pot... Have they all been subdued?" The voice was blank and hollow, and came out again: "Why... They should be mine, getter, die!"

The voice roared, and finally there was a trace of emotional fluctuations, but it was extremely tyrannical, and the roar echoed in the sky, exploding like thunder in this space.

"Sure enough, the demonization is very deep, thousands of years of time, has made him completely lose all his mind, and now in his eyes, he is the Sky Shovel, and the fluctuations of the Xuantian Knife and the Qiankun Pot, he can feel it, after the demonization, he already wants to take all this as his own, or... Demonized!"

Kitchen Spirit frowned, he has experienced thousands of years, and now he has seen through the current situation of the Celestial Shovel at a glance, faintly, this demonized Celestial Shovel, or the breath on Shura Jia Zheng's body, is extremely familiar, all of which makes Chef Ling's heart faintly have a trace of indescribable complexity.

"Such a thick demonic aura..."

Wang Yan frowned slightly, but he didn't flinch too much, his dark eyes looked at the tyrannical figure above the sky, watching the figure gradually condense, and finally, turned into a slender figure that was indistinguishable from ordinary people.

The figure was about forty, dressed in a blood-red robe, with handsome facial features, but because of the three criss-crossing magic patterns on his face, that handsome man turned into a touch of hideousness.

His gaze was also blood-red and hollow, he looked at Wang Yan below, shook his palm gently, and then, when he suddenly spread out, he slapped the huge dragon gate carp formed by the power of heaven and earth beside him.

"Tsk..."

As the Blood Shura palm was discharged, the huge dragon gate carp made a strange sound, and then, distorted, it turned into nine silver-white points of light, and suddenly swept back from the pillar of light, only to instantly submerge into the body of the dragon gate carp in the Qiankun pot below, and at the same time, a strong dazzling light spread out from the body of the dragon gate carp.

The strength of the light made Wang Yan can't help but narrow his eyes, faintly, it can be seen from the dazzling light, there is a silver-white light constantly flickering, and a strange fragrance that fills the sky and earth also overflows from the top of the dish.

"The Yuan Realm also dares to enter this Heavenly Relic Land, and now the Emperor of the Meng Kingdom really has some courage. Blood Shura's eerie voice echoed through the sky, and his smile was extremely piercing.

"But since I'm here, then, let's make the tonic of this Shura, perhaps, absorbing the power of you and the other two major artifacts, I can... Shura is reborn!"

"It seems that even if you want to leave, it will not be easy. Wang Yan spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, and then looked at the kitchen spirit on the side, obviously in the form of the kitchen spirit, the blood Shura may have sensed something, but he couldn't see it.

"Since it's decided, then let's give it a go, I'll do my best to protect your mind, success or failure... And so on and done. Kitchen Spirit nodded, and immediately flicked his fingers, a transparent light suddenly burst out, instantly submerged into Wang Yan's body, at the same time, his figure also blurred a little, obviously this kind of means, for the soul power consumption of Kitchen Spirit's soul is extremely terrifying.

An indescribable warm current emerged from his heart, Wang Yan waved his palm, and the Qiankun pot and the Xuantian Knife were all put away by him, and then, he stepped out, and between the surging of Yuan Li, he sat down in the same place.

"It's safer to put your body back into the sarcophagus. The kitchen spirit muttered, watching Wang Yan's soul body slowly stand up, and the moment he left his body, with a wave of his palm, Wang Yan's physical body suddenly entered the dark sarcophagus as if it had been pulled by some kind of traction.

"I was so self-aware that I even had a coffin ready for the flesh. Blood Shura said meaningfully, and immediately stepped down, his palm suddenly poked out, and with a slight tear, the space in front of him was directly torn apart into a dark hollow.

"There are eight hollows here, all of which are buried places for those who have entered them for nearly a thousand years, and this ninth is for you. Blood Shura's voice fell, and Wang Yan and Wang Yan were swallowed up by the black hole one after another.

"Little one, if you can't make it, you have to come back safely. Above the sarcophagus, the figure of the kitchen spirit gradually distorted, and the dark sarcophagus also disappeared out of thin air.

It's a vast space, and there is no color in the whole space except for endless darkness, and occasionally a palpitating force rages through it.

Wang Yan's soul body stood in it, and in such a state, he could see the surrounding scene even if he didn't open his eyes, but the image that came back in his mind was still a boundless darkness.

And in the darkness, there were nine stone statues that were the same as the stone statues seen in the Holy Maiden Hall before, standing around, enveloping Wang Yan's place in a ring.

"It's a little weaker, but... No matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and the most important thing is that you will have the Xuantian Knife and the Qiankun Pot on you, which is really the best gift from God to me. Blood Shura's voice came out faintly, and in the next moment, the familiar blood-red figure also appeared in Wang Yan's perception.

"I can't wait, let me taste what kind of surprise this weak force can give me. Seeing that Wang Yan was silent, Blood Shura stepped forward, and with a palm with dark fingertips, he grabbed Wang Yan directly.

"Soul Shock!"