Chapter 16: She's Alive
These eight sarcophagi, occupying eight places, are set up as eyes for those who have blood without borders. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info then uses an iron coffin made of ancient meteoric iron, and imprisons it with two inscription iron cables, which is a very vicious seal.
"You have laid such a vicious array, with my dearest blood as the eye, and it has cost me thousands of years."
"You cut off my eight veins, and lock my throats, you are my grandson, so that I have no seeds!"
"I was just plotting to kill your wife, and you did this to me. They all say that I am a demon, and you are a hundred times more ruthless than a demon, a thousand times! ā
The blood is boundless, the hair counts down, and the face is hideous. He stretched out his hand and clenched his fists, looking up to the sky and screaming, wanting to send out the depression in his heart.
The whole altar, the wind rose and swept everything. Whirring came and rolled up the sarcophagus.
There is a sheepskin scroll that floats out from the bottom of the sarcophagus. Blood Wujiang snorted coldly, flicked the blood-red robe, the wind stopped suddenly, he stretched out his hand to that place, and the sheepskin scroll was grabbed by Blood Wujiang in his hand.
He spread his hands and looked inside, his eyes flickering, his body trembling, his hair fluttering.
Hahaha!
"What retribution, retribution!" Blood Boundless wept and laughed.
The huge bone demon stood beneath the blood-red mountain range, and the red cloud tapped on the bone demon's shoulder, and jumped onto the altar in the middle of the mountain range.
Hongyun's face was cold and expressionless, standing next to the altar square.
After a while, two more figures stood next to the red cloud. The latest chapter of Hei Yan Pavilion has been uploaded
Blood Wujiang looked at the three of them and walked forward. He looked at the expressionless and unaware people, and muttered, "The daughter of the old man can actually obey the call."
Blood Wujiang stretched out his hand and put it between Hongyun's forehead, touched it lightly for a moment, and said, "It turns out that the natal stone is missing." ā
He turned his head to look at the two people next to him and muttered, "Red clouds, falling rain, flat waves." ā
"What kind of conspiracy are you!"
"Back then, I calculated that in this world, no one was under my control, even the Qingtian Guanguan Lord, he defeated me."
"But you're the only one I can't count."
Blood Wujiang looked lonely, his face was fair, very beautiful. He was slender, as bewitching. When I looked at it, I thought it was a beautiful woman, muttering in a low voice.
"Since it can't be counted, then I'll kill it!"
With a flick of the Blood Boundless robe, he sat on the Skull Throne, bursting with red light, spreading to the entire Emperor Garden!
At this moment, the demons rose up and began to hunt the monks.
On the cliff face of the Scarlet Mountains, a woman was crawling towards the altar.
She is like a vigorous spirit monkey, lightly rubble, one step and three times, very vigorous.
The blood on the skull throne was boundless, and his pupils were cold, and he glanced towards the edge of the cliff. A boulder next to it, broken in two, rolled down from the side, and smashed into the climber.
The woman did not panic when she saw the boulder falling, and took out a token from her bosom.
The token glowed with a hazy light, and it was directly smashed by the boulder. The woman smiled coldly, stepped on the gravel, and leaped to the edge of the altar square.
Blood Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand was on the railing, half-lying down, just quietly looking at the woman who stepped forward.
No, the token in the woman's hand, to be exact.
"Father is right, you are still alive." The woman spoke.
Hahaha!
Although Blood Wujiang smiled, his face was cold, and the cold in his eyes became more and more intense.
"Back then, you ruled the two sides of the Maha, and you were admired by countless people. And you have no last resort, and the ability of God is even more among the top three in the world. With the glory of his body, he can be called the ancient emperor. But you have a thirst for killing, and there are countless people you slaughter, so some people call you a demon. ā
The corners of Blood Wujiang's mouth raised slightly, he snorted coldly, and said with a mocking face: "Little doll, you hold the Maha Order, what exactly do you want to do, you might as well say it directly." ā
"I want the treasure of my clan!" The woman spoke.
"That item has long been lost, and I don't know where it went!" Blood Boundless opened his mouth and raised his head, leaning back on the throne.
"No way, my father said, it must be you." The woman retorted, very unconvinced.
Blood Wujiang pinched the blood robe and put it down gently, his hand supporting the seat railing, and stood up his whole body. He lowered his delicate feet and stepped back on the ground.
Shout!
A figure turned into a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the woman's body.
The bloody face gradually approached the woman's beautiful face, he stretched out the back of Bai Xiu's hand, gently stroked the woman's face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and snorted coldly: "Seeing that you are holding the Maha Order, I will spare your life for the time being, I am bloodless, I disdain to lie, and I don't like to hear doubts." ā
"You are from the Maha lineage, I can't imagine that it is you who will win in the end. Let's go, before I change my mind. ā
The woman knew that the person in front of her could really kill her. So her beautiful eyes were like autumn water at this time, and she looked carefully at the blood for a moment.
The woman retreated to the cliff, she looked at the secluded stream under the cliff, and then looked back at the blood boundless, and suddenly, said: "Blood demon, there is still one person left in your vein." ā
The blood was boundless, his face changed, his whole body trembled, and he said, "Who! ā
The woman stepped out and flew down the stream, and a voice came, saying, "Her name is Ziyan, but she can't remember anything now." ā
"She, she, she's still alive. Great, hahaha, great. "Blood is boundless, incoherent self-talking.
There were tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, and they were bloody tears. He was half-kneeling, his long blood-red hair covering his face.
"Yan'er, you must have suffered a lot and sinned. I'm sorry for you. ā
Hahaha!
Blood Wujiang raised his tear-stained head, raised his arms, smiled bitterly, and said, "After all, you won." ā
He wiped away his tears, sat down on the Throne of Bones again, and said to the three people who were still in the altar square: "Red Cloud, you go to the Hall of Bones." When it rains, you go to bury Dragon Valley. Pingbo, you go to the water abyss. Meet the monk, kill! ā
"Yes!"
The three of them replied with expressionless faces, then turned and left the place, disappearing.
At this time, he slowly opened his palm, and a transparent sphere appeared in his hand, and he reached out and stroked it gently.
"Maha Yimai, why are you looking for you?"
The transparent sphere, every time it is touched by Bloodless, a strange word flashes and floats in it.
"What is this character, is it the oldest Maha?"
"Now that Maha is asking for it, it must be extraordinary."
"Does it have something to do with that thing?"
"Since Yan'er is still alive, maybe this performance domain is my capital to get Yan'er back."
Blood Wujiang came to the sarcophagus of the two people, and he gently picked up one of the bodies.
However, the moment the body was picked up, the face was rotting inch by inch, and the blood and bones were melting, and they were about to turn into dust.
Seeing this, Blood Wujiang hurriedly put his body back in the sarcophagus, and the rotten body gradually returned to its original state.
Then his brow gradually faded, and he muttered, "Sure enough, as I expected." ā