Jiang Chuan was presiding over the battle formation with all his might, and his spiritual power was colluding with the battle array, and the Dragon Bird Array was also cutting into the round formation of the Yama clan. At this critical juncture, something happened.

At this moment, after Jiang Chuan was stabbed with a dagger, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and his essence and blood were like an hourglass, converging towards the bloodthirsty knife on his back, making his breath suddenly wilt.

"Bloodthirsty Knife!" Jiang Chuan's head flashed with the name of the dagger.

The dagger in Jiang Shiming's hand is not an ordinary dagger, but a divine weapon produced by the Divine Clan, called the Bloodthirsty Knife. This knife is bloodthirsty, it can devour the monk's essence blood in an instant, if the monk's cultivation is low, the essence and blood of the whole body have been sucked dry by this bloodthirsty knife at the moment, and it has become a human dry.

Jiang Chuan endured the pain, turned around suddenly, raised his palm and slapped it, seeing that Jiang Shiming was about to be killed in his palm.

"Daddy!"

At this time, Jiang Shiming raised his head and called, his eyes shining.

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment, Jiang Shiming in front of him, the edges and corners were not yet clear, and he could vaguely see what he looked like when he was a child, and his mind suddenly fell into a trance.

Taking advantage of Jiang Chuan's trance, Jiang Shiming stirred the dagger in his hand, and then turned around, like a slippery loach, pulled out the bloodthirsty knife, and flew out ten zhang away.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Chuan endured the pain and didn't make a sound, he turned around again and saw that Jiang Shiming had slipped to the edge of Yan Mo Tower.

"Daddy, isn't it painful!"

Jiang Shiming's eyes were red at this time, his face was hideous, the spider on his face was getting longer and longer, the two tiger teeth at the corners of his mouth were getting longer and longer, revealing them like wolf teeth, and Jingjing saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Daddy, you must be in pain, haha!"

Jiang Shiming's voice became deeper and hoarse, like a lone wolf, and the saliva at the corners of his mouth was already ticking, and he had been completely demonized at this moment.

"No!"

Seeing Jiang Shiming's demonization, Jiang Chuan's heartache at the moment was even worse than the pain on his body. Among several children, he favored Jiang Shiming and made him the youngest son, who would inherit the title of King Liang in the future and bear the burden of the prosperity of the Jiang family in Qingchuan.

At this moment, his favorite eldest son has been demonized.

As Jiang Chuan was injured, Jiang Shiming was demonized, the Dragon Bird Array lost its host, and immediately dispersed, Yan Molou saw this, seized the opportunity, and slaughtered on a large scale. Blood flowed from all sides of the altar and slowly seeped into the cracks around the altar.

And Jiang Shiming handed the bloodthirsty knife to the priests around the altar, and knelt in front of the altar.

"Okay! everything is in the plan, the essence blood of this high-level warrior of the human race! And together with the essence of the hundred people in the battle array, it is the key to awakening the Hades Ancestor this time!"

The priest threw the bloodthirsty knife into the altar, and the bloodthirsty knife was thrown into the altar, feeding back the essence and blood of the river. At the same time, the blood in the cracks around the altar also flowed along the cracks towards the altar, and climbed up the altar, staining the altar with blood red.

Blood jumped and burned on the altar like flames.

Seeing everything in front of him, Xiang Huainan's face turned pale, and Jiang Chuan was seriously injured, causing the situation to take a sharp turn for the worse. And Jiang Shiming's demonization is inseparable from him.

A while ago, Jiang Shiming's demonic power entered his body, and the boiling blood demonic power cursed around the eight veins, and he was responsible for the diagnosis and treatment. In the diagnosis and treatment plan, he had a disagreement with Feihua Gu Huazhujun, and finally after testing the medicine, the City Lord's Mansion chose his treatment plan.

Now it seems that his healing has completely failed, Jiang Shiming has been demonized, and at this moment he is prostrate in front of the altar, and he has been enslaved by the Protoss.

"Yes, yes, that fat man, how about that fat man?" Xiang Huainan was in a state of mind at the moment, he didn't believe that he had failed, he resisted this Yan Motie's attack, and turned his head to find Lan Yangzheng who he had healed.

When he saw Lan Yangzheng, Xiang Huainan was completely dead, only to see that the blue fat man was also demonized like Jiang Shiming, and the original white and pure fat man had turned into a fluffy fat man with spider hair.

The blue fat man had already run from the crowd to the altar at this moment, his fart was pouring in and he stepped on the ashes that fell out of the copper furnace, and there was a piece of ash printed on the sole of his shoe, like a smile, like a skeleton.

He is like Jiang Shiming, prostrate on the ground. Looking at Yang Jun again, the person who was healed by Hua Zhujun was safe and sound at the moment, and there was no sign of demonization.

"No~"

Xiang Huainan screamed in pain, his heart was like ashes at the moment, it turned out that he was not only defeated by the Huaqing Lord, but he was also defeated by Huazhujun, the daughter of the Huaqing Lord.

His mind was in a mess, and the evil tiger martial spirit in Xiang Huainan's body shook for a while, and the spiritual power on his body flickered brightly and darkly, and the spiritual power was on the verge of collapse. Seeing this, Yan Motie seized the opportunity, the sword light flew, and with a wrong body, Xiang Huainan cut a deep wound on his abdomen, dripping with blood.

Xiang Huainan, who was injured, was completely unaware of the pain, but kept muttering in his mouth: "No, no, impossible, impossible ......"

Although Jiang Chuan's heart hurts at the moment, but the matter has come to this, he is the first to calm down, he saw Xiang Huainan's situation, he was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted:

"Brother Huainan, wake up!"

Jiang Chuan shouted violently and woke up Xiang Huainan.

Xiang Huainan woke up in shock and looked around, at this moment, the Yama tribe was blessed by the altar and was slaughtering.

When the dragon sparrow formation broke, all the children were counterattacked by the formation and were seriously injured, and Sha Qima was forced to retreat by Yan Motie.

Xiang Huainan turned his head to look at Jiang Chuan and smiled miserably:

"Brother Jiang, I'm sorry!"

Xiang Huainan, with a germination of death, said to Jiang Chuan, and then threw the long sword into the sky, and his hands quickly sealed:

"Burn my blood and burn my spirit, worship as a sacrifice, evil tiger, tiger descend!"

The spirit of wolf smoke, billowing up, the heart of death, piercing the black fog, Xiang Huainan's spirit, like white light, pierced the black smoke above his head in an instant.

"Roar!"

As soon as Xiang Huainan's spell fell, a huge white-fronted evil tiger appeared behind him, this was his martial spirit, and the essence came out, and the white-fronted tiger was eye-catching, he burned his qi and blood, sacrificed his own flesh and blood, and summoned the martial spirit.

Xiang Huainan, who was burning qi and blood, had a ruddy face at the moment, his robe was hunting, and his spirit was flying, he laughed, jumped into the air, and recopied the long sword he had just thrown in his hand.

"Boiling Heaven Yin Thunder Sword!"

The silver bottle burst into the sword light, and the thunder on the white jade platform made lightning and thunder.

The white-fronted tiger roared, and a hungry tiger pounced on Yan Motie's soul, and the two huge monsters fought together; at the same time, Xiang Huainan flew and cut into Yan Motie's side, the long sword was like lightning, and the aura was surging like thunder.

Yan Motie was caught off guard, and his body was pierced by Xiang Huainan's long sword several holes on the spot, and he was covered in blood. Yan Motie wanted to fight back, but at this moment, Xiang Huainan's strength had increased a lot, and he had no power to fight back.

Yan Molou was on the side, and when she saw that Yan Motie was injured, she was not in a hurry, she just needed to watch Jiang Chuan now, so as to prevent him from fighting the trapped beasts and destroying the altar.

As long as the door of the priesthood is opened, the situation is irreversible.

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

The three priests around the altar, muttering incantations in their mouths, knelt in front of the altar, their hands quickly sealed, and the Dao Mystic Law Seal was printed on the altar, and the sound of humming incantations was not loud, but it sounded in everyone's ears, like a magic sound.

After the incantation sounded, the bright red essence blood burned uncontrollably on the altar, and then the essence blood burned out, and from the altar crawled out of the blood threads, the blood threads intertwined, hooking a giant heart.

"Bang~, Bang~,......"

The heart on the altar was beating slowly, and the beating sound was like the sound of a big drum, which shook everyone's hearts, causing everyone to be confused with their blood and blood, and their true qi was chaotic.

The sound of the heart beating, the Yama tribesmen who were still slaughtering the human race just now gave up the battle at this moment, turned around and knelt down in front of the altar, chanting words in their mouths, followed by the three Yama priests chanting incantations, and the different sound rhythm vibrated on the platform of the underworld.

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

Yang Jun was on the side, felt a movement under his feet, looked down, and was almost frightened.

A corpse next to his heels, its mouth open and closed, followed the rhythm, its throat gurgling, and it even recited the incantation.

He looked around, the corpses lying on the ground, their mouths were all there at the moment, one by one, making a sound, very strange, as if they were also chanting along with them.

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

The sound of the incantation became louder and louder, resounding through the sky, shaking away the black mist, and the heart on the altar beat faster and faster, and then a burst of red mist diffused out from the altar, spreading towards the surroundings, and several sect disciples who were closer to the altar had no time to dodge, and were shrouded in red mist.

"Ahh The altar sacrifice method has been opened, and the red mist that devours people has appeared, but anyone who is shrouded in the red mist will die, and the ashes will be annihilated.

"Everyone, all retreat, leave Chenghuang Mountain, leave the underground palace, and return to Yanran City!"

Seeing that it was impossible to do anything, Jiang Chuan immediately made a decision and ordered the people on the Wanghei platform to retreat, and for a while, the scene of the Wanghei platform was chaotic, and the people shouted and neighed.

When Yang Jun saw the prospect, he was shocked and his heart and gallbladder were broken.

"Could it be that this Ancestor of the Netherworld is the real culprit who caused the thousand-year-old Great Sect Wind and Snow Sect to disappear overnight?"

Grabbing the firewood horse on the side, Yang Jun turned over and stabbed the horse's buttocks with a sword. Chai Langju "snorted", it also knew at this moment that the red mist was dangerous, its four hooves were like electricity, and its body was like the wind.

"Whew!" he galloped to the front of the rout, far faster than the other tall horses and horses.

Seeing that Jiang Chuan and Sha Qima were about to retreat, Yan Molou jumped out of the altar and threw himself at Jiang Chuan, while Yan Mo's bronze body and soul held down Sha Qima and made him unable to move.

"The rabbit is in a hurry and bites!" Sha Qima saw that he couldn't get away at this moment, and his heart was furious,

"The spirit is fire, the glorious mantra is mantra, the object is empty, the whirling turtle, the turtle elephant!"

He chanted the incantation, his hands were sealed, and a phantom of the stele turtle floated out from behind him, and Sha Qima used a secret method to transform the martial spirit.

The transformed stele turtle swayed and staggered, pounced on the soul of Yan Mo Tong, temporarily suppressed the soul of Yan Mo Tong, and at the same time Sha Qima pushed his palms and shook Yan Mo Tong at the same time, he jumped out of the battle circle with his strength, did not look back, and fled in a hurry towards the outside of the Wangcheng platform.

When Yan Mo Tong broke the phantom of the stele turtle, he was about to chase Shaqima, and found that Shaqima had disappeared.

At the cost of burning his life, Xiang Huainan summoned the martial spirit, and after severely injuring Yan Motie, he turned around and blocked Yan Molou.

Yan Molou frowned, looked at Xiang Huainan, and said, "I respect you, you get out of the way!

"Haha! My ancestor slaughtered the god overlord Xiang Yu, and once said that he had died as he deserved......"

On the ancestor of Xiang Huainan, there was a war king, named Yu, who was titled the overlord, and was the king of war kings, and there were countless slaughtering gods. In the name of Xiang Yu, the overlord of the Kingdom of God, children can be cured of night crying.

Xiang Huainan's face turned red and he shouted:

"The sky is blue and bloody, and things are like a rush!"

As soon as the words fell, the white-fronted tiger behind him slammed into his body, his body was red, and his green shirt suddenly bulged, as if he was inflated.

"Not good!" Yama Lou was shocked, but behind her was the altar, which made it impossible for her to dodge,

"Round shield!", Yan Molou spread his arms in panic, and his spiritual power rushed out, forming a golden round shield in front of her, blocking Xiang Huainan.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Xiang Huainan's object was like an explosion of hot oil, forming a huge shock wave, which smashed the round shield of Yan Molou at once, blew Yan Molou away, and fell to the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead.