At this time, countless arms had rushed out of the ink pool, like giant pythons rolling towards the two of them, Zhan Feng snorted coldly, and the Ninth Demon Flame lingered all over his body, and the countless black arms continued to rotate and merge around the spiritual fire, gradually transforming into a huge black cover, and the black light generously covered Zhan Feng in it.

Pu'an's body was also shrouded in a black shroud, like an airtight cage.

At this time, the black arms in the Nine Shadow Flags had all been pushed out of the banners, and a whispering spell sounded in Yan Wuchang's mouth, and a terrible ghost cry came from the Nine Shadow Flags, followed by more than a dozen hideous-looking ghost heads surging out from the banner and rushing towards the wandering black arms.

And Yan Wuchang was still hanging his head at this time, his long hair was scattered without wind, and the spell in his mouth was getting louder and louder, and those ghost heads rushed faster and faster, rushing past Pu An and Zhan Feng.

"Boom!"

Yan Wuchang raised his head suddenly, a pair of eyes suddenly turned into a turquoise color, and with his angry shout, the dozen or so ghost heads suddenly burst open, rushing towards the black light shield on Pu'an and Zhan Feng, and instantly wrapped the black cover, gradually turning into two black balls of light full of ghosts.

"Blood-stained netherworld, rock-shattering!"

Yan Wuchang's blue eyes looked eerie and terrifying, his face became extremely crazy, and he kept shouting these eight words in his mouth.

The sound waves surged back and forth in the air, hitting the wall and catapulting back, and the shouts of the entire space became denser and louder, and it didn't take long for it to be like thousands of people shouting together.

"Blood-stained netherworld, rock-shattering!"

With this huge sound wave. All the black arms above the inkpool changed into black mist and began to spread around the room, and the demonic energy rose into the sky, and the remaining black liquid in the inkpool also flew into the air. It wandered and shuttled as fast as those black fogs, and in an instant it filled the entire room.

And the two black soul balls that wrapped Pu'an and Zhan Feng began to shrink inward!

"Bloodstone Demon Clan, Blood Soul Unity!" Yan Wuchang let out a loud shout and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood into the air.

The blood melted into the black mist, and the black mist in the sky suddenly contracted into a ball of rapid contraction, and then suddenly dispersed in all directions. Gradually transformed into forty-eight three-meter-tall demon souls, and after these demon souls were formed, they did not pause at all, and roared again and again. Rushed towards the forty-eight stone statues around them.

"Bloodstone Demon Clan, Return to the Netherworld!" Yan Wuchang shouted again.

After several weeks of circling around the statue, the spirits turned into forty-eight thick black threads and shot into the center of the statue's eyebrows. And disappeared in a flash.

After the Demon Soul returns to its place. The stone statue's eyes flashed red, and it actually "clicked" to move.

Yan Wuchang was overjoyed, the green in his eyes was even more serious, the index finger of his right hand quickly stretched out into his mouth, and he bit it suddenly, and then flicked his wrist towards the black ball of light, and two drops of essence blood were thrown onto the black ball of light.

"Broken!"

With this shout, the forty-eight stone statues "Bang." Bang, bang" began to walk towards Pu'an and Zhanfeng. His hands were slowly raised, and the stone sword in his hand shone with an eerie cold light.

"Hahaha, my bloodstone puppet Dacheng, you two will die!" Yan Wuchang erupted in a crazy laugh. At this moment, the two of them were imprisoned by their own soul binding technique, which could not help but imprison the monk's body and absorb their soul power.

If you lose your soul power, you are like a walking corpse, no matter how strong your mana is, you can only close your eyes and die. These two people have been imprisoned for more than a cup of tea, and it is estimated that they have lost their minds at this moment.

Yan Wuchang was very proud in his heart, as early as in the previous square, he found the words of the Bloodstone Clan, and his heart moved, there is a technique called "Soul Demon Call" in the Nine Pyloric Gate, which can be used to wake up the Demon God, the Demon God is the original god of the Demon Clan, this Bloodstone Demon Clan is known as one of the ten ancient demon clans, and the demon spirit in the clan is extremely powerful.

Although after tens of thousands of years of silence, it is absolutely impossible for the demon god to dissipate, that is to say, there must be a demon god in this square, he pretended to stain the spiritual eye pillar with blood at that time, just to summon the demon god, but he never thought that he was disturbed by Zhan Feng, and he had to be teleported here with the two of them.

As soon as he arrived here, he raised his eyes and looked at the stone statues around him, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, these stone statues are definitely puppets made by the Bloodstone Demon Clan, and the activation of ordinary puppets requires a primordial god or a yin soul, and the activation of these bloodstone puppets must require a demon god.

Later, when he discovered this ink pool, he could finally conclude that this ink pool was the place where the demon gods had been nourished for tens of thousands of years, but after tens of thousands of years, these demon gods had already lost their wisdom and turned into a pool of spring water.

But the "Demon Soul Call" can wake them all up!

The two people in front of him, a Buddhist monk, a Xuanmen authentic, the power of the Yin Soul is extremely powerful, and if they are used to refine their own Nine Shadow Flags, they can raise the Nine Ghost Flags to a higher level, accommodate thousands of Yin Souls, and the power can be at least three times stronger than now, and when the blood corpse puppets all wake up, these two people will definitely become fish and meat on their own chopping boards, and they can be slaughtered, how can such benefits not make him tempted?

Yan Wuchang measured in his heart, although this Zhanfeng was mysterious, but its mana had obviously only broken through the tenth stage of the Gathering Spirits, and it was not to be afraid to deal with, but the monk Napuan had already been in the Gathering Spirits for many years, and it was estimated that he was close to the Great Perfection.

Therefore, he first pretended to feel the blood stains on the edge of the pool, lured Pu'an to the pool, and then suddenly launched it, capturing Pu'an in one fell swoop, as for that Zhanfeng, his reaction was outrageously slow, and he was also trapped.

Yan Wuchang watched as the forty-eight blood corpse puppets walked into the soul ball step by step, and the laughter in his mouth became more and more crazy and rapid.

Suddenly, someone behind him said lightly: "Donor, why don't you put down the butcher knife?" ”

Yan Wuchang was startled, his body suddenly moved forward, and he heard the sound of "bell" behind him, like the sound of gold and iron colliding, his body twisted in mid-air, and he saw Zhan Feng holding a white flying sword, looking at him coldly, and Pu'an's golden arm was slowly retracted.

Zhan Feng's face sank: "Master, what does this mean?" ”

Pu'an Baoxiang solemnized: "Show don't be a donor, don't kill evil!" ”

It turned out that Zhan Feng noticed that Yan Wuchang had bad intentions, and had already secretly informed Pu'an, the two pretended to be fooled, and Pu'an deceived Yan Wuchang with the Buddhist Gate "Color is the Void Great Illusion Method", but secretly sneaked behind the other party, Zhan Feng slashed out with a sword, and thought that Yan Wuchang's life would be killed, but he was blocked by Pu'an King Kong's body.

Yan Wuchang snorted coldly, but did not speak, and was about to use a spell to drive the blood corpse puppet to continue attacking, when he suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in his brain, and immediately lost consciousness and fell to the ground. As soon as he fell unconscious, the bloody corpse puppets suddenly stiffened and stopped.

Pu'an said softly: "Amitabha, don't be surprised by Lord Wei, you have to spare people and spare people!" ”

Zhan Feng glanced at him, this monk is a bit too benevolent, the immortal cultivation world has always been commonplace to kill, punish and fight ruthlessly, it is really incomprehensible that such a compassionate person can live until now, he thought about this in his heart, but did not speak again.

With a wave of the sleeves of Pu'an's robe, an iron chain bound Yan Wuchang.

"Master Yan Shi has fallen into my Dharma Boundless and temporarily lost his mind, so these blood corpse puppets are not to worry about at this time, it is imperative for you and me to leave here as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Zhan Feng nodded and agreed.

Pu An carried Yan Wuchang in his hand, and the two walked through the gap between the blood corpse puppets, and slowly came to a teleportation array, Zhan Feng took out three spirit stones from his arms and placed them in the hole, the teleportation array immediately emitted a dazzling white light, and he turned to look at Pu An.

"Master, do you want to go with me, or use another teleportation array?"

"I'd better advance and retreat with the donor, so that I can take care of it!" Puan laughed.

Zhan Feng stopped talking, turned around and walked into the teleportation array, and Pu An followed behind him with Yan Wuchang. After a flash of white light, the figure disappeared.

When he opened his eyes here, Zhan Feng was shocked in his heart, there was such a strong aura fluctuation here, he looked at Pu'an beside him, who was also surprised, and obviously felt the abnormality of this place.

As far as the eye can see, there is a tall altar in front of the two of them, the altar is made of white jade, in the shape of a trapezoidal column, and there is a row of steps extending upwards on each side. From a distance, the top of the altar was shrouded in a cloud of white light, faintly revealing a large offering table made of white jade, on which I don't know what it was. (To be continued......)