It was precisely because he didn't want to be misunderstood that Leng Xianghan had anger that he shouldn't have. This kind of emotion almost made the high-ranking princess a little out of control.

Hei Yichen stopped and stared at Leng Xianghan, who was thunderous, he didn't quite understand what kind of princess Leng Xianghan had a temper, but now Hei Yichen was so confused that he didn't want to pay attention to what Leng Xianghan wanted to do.

He looked at Leng Xianghan indifferently, waiting for her to go further furious.

Leng Xiang was stunned, the chill she felt from Hei Yichen's eyes was something she couldn't forget in her life.

She was wounded, and her body was completely wounded. She didn't know why she cared so much about Hei Yichen's eyes, and those indifferent eyes pierced her heart like a pair of sharp blades.

Leng Xianghan gritted his silver teeth and said word by word: "Hei Yichen, don't think that I owe you a life and you can do whatever you want, I ......"

Leng Xianghan couldn't say it anymore, she turned her face, quickly passed by Hei Yichen, and fled quickly.

The little phoenix sisters who followed behind Hei Yichen clearly saw a teardrop falling in the air.

Hei Yichen read a chaotic emotion, self-pity, coldness, sadness, hatred, every emotion was so strong that it seemed to be enough to burn the world.

However, he didn't understand why Leng Xianghan was like this, he glanced at Leng Xianghan's lonely back blankly, shook his head, turned around and continued to walk towards the altar on the steps.

Seeing Hei Yichen like this, the big phoenix who originally wanted to scold him for his "flower heart" suddenly didn't know what to say, and she only found out now that Hei Yichen seemed to be suave, but he didn't understand his daughter's heart at all, and he didn't have anything to do with the disciple at all.

The altar exuded a dense aura, with a heavenly might, which made the white-haired powerhouse have an instinctive fear, and his whole body tensed against the inexplicable fluctuations.

Hei Yichen stared at the altar, his heart was extremely touched.

There were many treasures on the altar, and this was the sacrifice of the people this time. However, under the treasure, Hei Yichen vaguely saw a pile of complete skulls and bodies, which had long been calcified, and had lost his agile Shenxi.

Those are the bodies of ancient divine beasts with amazing strength, and the bodies that can be identified seem to be Qingluan, Nine Infants, etc., these ancient divine beasts, if you send one at random, you can step on the lower realm with one hand, and destroy the heavens and the earth with your hands. And now, these divine beasts were actually used as sacrifices and placed on the altar, and it was not one, it was a group of ancient divine beasts!

Hei Yichen took out a box, placed it on the altar, burned incense, and worshiped three times reverently.

The white-haired powerhouse has been paying attention to the sacrifice offered by Hei Yichen, but it is just a box!

Who knows, after the incense is lit, a divine power floats out of the box, slowly blending into the formation quilt, directly causing ripples to spread on the formation, and the cracking sound of "gurgling" is more obvious, and the cracks are dense and frightening.

"What's this, what is this? Why is the divine power so terrifying? The white-haired powerhouse asked in horror.

Hei Yichen was shocked in his heart, but he said lightly: "I don't know what it is, it's just a magic power box, it can't be opened, and it just happens to be used for sacrifice." ”

This is one of the gifts given to Hei Yichen by the desolate Jedi "that man", which should belong to a broken god box, according to "Lao Hei" guess, this god box may be a "living spirit god box", which can store living beings and be immortal forever. It's a pity that this god box was seriously damaged, Hei Yichen and "Old Black" couldn't open it, and the Chaos Tower couldn't refine it, but I didn't expect it to be placed on the altar, but the divine power was sucked away, and only an empty box remained.

The white-haired powerhouse looked at Hei Yichen's eyes, revealing a trace of greed: This kid can't be underestimated, just take out a random thing and show his divine power, he must have a lot of good things on his body.

Hei Yichen directly ignored the gaze of the white-haired powerhouse, he stared at the formation that had been rippling, and felt that the formation might shatter and turn into powder at any time.

The most obvious were the Yin spirits in the distance, who had already retreated far away, but at this time they swept away like a gust of wind, and did not stop at all.

Hei Yichen stood on a high place and shouted loudly: "Everyone step back and leave the range covered by the formation, the formation is very likely to collapse at any time." ”

The white-haired powerhouse also felt bad, he hesitated for a moment, but hurriedly put a halberd with a broken handle on the altar, and then followed Hei Yichen down the steps, retreating into the distance as quickly as possible.

Ripples brought up the void, flooding with layers of astonishing air currents, like whirlwinds and like aura, sweeping in, sweeping everything wherever they went.

"Hurry up!"

Hei Yichen didn't expect the ripples to come so fiercely, urging the owner of Liu Zhuang and the others to quickly dodge in the distance.

The screams rang out, and the scene was in chaos, and everyone scrambled to flee, and continued to play supernatural powers to fight against the ripples that attacked.

The altar suddenly trembled, and the earth began to crumble, as if the world was apocalyptic, and everything suddenly fell into a shattered world, the earth was spurting fire, and the plants and trees withered.

Hei Yichen found that the "culprit" came from the altar, where a ripple of divine power was formed, and the divine power roared, like a god descending from the earth, those divine powers were in the earth-shattering waves, like leaves in the wind without any power, and people were as small as a grain of sand, shattering the formation, crushing everything, and crushing the bodies of many people, turning this piece of heaven and earth into a hell in an instant.

Although Hei Yichen came down from the altar and was the last group of people to step on the ground, the altar was on one side, and Hei Yichen took people to the side to dodge, just avoiding the frontal impact of the ripples, so the loss of personnel was not very serious.

The white-haired strong man has always been suspicious of Hei Yichen, so he followed Hei Yichen without moving, and at this time, he also took a few people to follow Hei Yichen closely, and also escaped the catastrophe of heaven and earth this time.

However, all of them were swept away by the violent ripples, and were injured to varying degrees, some coughing up blood, others only slightly.

The white-haired powerhouse was the fastest runner, and his cultivation was extremely high, but he was only slightly injured.

Hei Yichen walked last, and was also swept to his back by the invisible ripples, and the rock-solid muscles of his back cracked a long gap, causing internal injuries, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was unstable. Fortunately, he avoided the most powerful violent ripples, otherwise even if he was an immortal peak cultivator, he would be wiped out in an instant.

The few people who had been following the white-haired powerhouse had ripples in their hearts. At the beginning, when everyone opposed the white-haired powerhouse, because the white-haired powerhouse was the leader of their pulsatilla group, they did not have a strong antipathy, but now, they finally saw the direct huge contrast between the white-haired powerhouse and Hei Yichen.

The white-haired strong man is the pinnacle of immortals, and in this catastrophe, he still cares about the lives of others and only cares about his own life, causing the fall of several younger generations of the Pulsatilla clan who are slightly weaker. And Hei Yichen, even if he was just a Xuan Shen, escorted all his team to safety, and no one died, only he himself was the most seriously injured.

This contrast made them begin to complain vaguely in the hearts of the white-haired powerhouse.