Chapter 969: The Punishment Clan 8

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"The killing war is about to begin, this time, how many demon cultivators can be slaughtered?"

A few respectable people covered in rune birthmarks, looking at the crystal ball in front of them, dense monks are flocking to the altar, there are altars in every place, they will go to a certain place through the altar, and the battle will be carried out there.

"These people are just as sad as we are, they are all pawns!"

"yes......"

Through the slightly open window, on the altar not far away, a Miao Man's figure was struggling in pain in the demonic aura, their faces full of complexity.

Perhaps, this foreign monk has some exceptions, and has gained their recognition and respect, but what is the use of all this, they have watched her struggle in pain for fifty years, but she has always been helpless, isn't it also a kind of sadness?

"The demon lord is coming, the catastrophe is rising, the road of life and death, a thought. ...... Serve...... Master ......"

It is said that this is the last prophecy left by the ancestor of the punishment clan when he was dying, leaving only a glimmer of life for the clan.

The demon lord is coming, easy to understand, the catastrophe started, naturally because of the demon lord, but the road of life and death, a thought, I don't understand, especially the record in the clan, the ancestor seemed to be frightened when he was dying, and seemed to have a joyful expression, and spit out two words when he finally lost his breath, and served the lord, which is puzzling.

It is definitely impossible to serve the demons as the main ones, because they were born to fight with the demons, which is a inheritance from the bloodline.

Or what this worship refers to, no one knows.

"Let's get ready to go!"

Looking at the dense figures on the crystal ball, this sage was a little sad, but he could only choose this way.

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"Hey, hey, hey, hey...... Here, with these living souls, no one can suppress the deity anymore...... If you know that a large number of monks are sent to kill my demon clan every fifty years, and in the end it has become the key to the deity getting out of trouble, wait, the expression, it must be very exciting, hehehehahaha......"

The demonic fog is rolling, and a pair of leisurely eyes are looming, deep and terrifying.

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"An hour later, the altar opened, and the battle began!"

It was heard by everyone, no matter where it was.

It was like thunder that resounded across the earth, but no one knew where the sound came from.

Hearing this voice, Yang Chen frowned, and it was only now that he knew for the first time what the so-called Killing Battle Billboard was.

Not here, then, in the next place, there may be a different way to play.

But he always had a feeling of depression, but he couldn't put it into words.

"The formation is automatically opened, so we don't need to produce spirit stones?"

When a few people around Yang Chen heard this, they were overjoyed, because they didn't need to produce spirit stones.

"Hmph, I don't know how to pretend to understand, if I start it rashly, I don't know if I'm horrified or alive. ”

They blamed the monk for almost killing them, and the monk frowned at this time, and he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Ignoring them, Yang Chen came to the center of the altar step by step, studying the formation again.

There are many mysteries in this formation, he wants to study it, because he is also studying a teleportation array, to send people directly to the Xiaoyao Tower, this idea has been generated for a long time, but it has not been able to be implemented, and now there is a chance, observe it, there is nothing bad.

Although the atmosphere on the altar was not good, it did not cause other incidents because of this, but waited for an hour.

Now that the battle has begun, it is important to stay in the best condition.

The mysterious space, the immortal monument is full of demonic energy, and without the holy immortal monument, it looks eerie and terrifying.

However, the name on it is still faintly visible.

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"Huh? If the clouds are not clouds, if the stars are not stars, it is just a breath. This is the celestial corpse star, the omen of great evil, but it is not the place where my bones are buried, here, not where my calamity is?"

Zang Tianji stood on the altar and looked at the starry sky.

Whether he can see the starry sky here is what he thinks in his heart, and he doesn't know if the starry sky he sees is a secret realm or the outside world.

But at this time, looking at the appearance of corpses and stars in this sky, I know that this trip must be extremely dangerous.

The monks around them were very peaceful at this time, because they knew what they were coming for.

Fight for a place on the top of the charts, so at the moment, no one wants to clash.

Because the voice just now had already told them where the battle was.

Time flies, an hour is so short.

And just as everyone was talking, countless altars shook slightly.

The lines carved into the bluestone began to swim with a force, and then the stone pillar in the center began to glow with dazzling light, and this light flowed like water along the lines that connected the stone pillars, and the whole altar shone brightly.

Where does this formation power come from?

At this time, Yang Chen looked at all this curiously, but no matter how Yang Chen searched, he didn't find where the power came from.

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"Uh-huh, ahhh......h

The demonic energy rolled, and the screams were extremely terrible. The loud sound shook the place as if it were shaking;

"Punish the people, your sins can only be paid for by destruction, woo ah ......"

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Hundreds of altars in different places at the same time emitted a pillar of light to break through the sky, and above the stone pillar of the altar, a crack opened in the space, and the crack gradually widened, and finally, in the midst of everyone's incredulity, it became a pitch-black gate.

I can't see behind the door, but this kind of scene still makes many people swallow their saliva, it's too shocking.

"This ......"

"That's ......"

"Teleportation array?"

"Rush, ......"

Someone rushed in.

And the monks who had not yet arrived at the altar were also desperately rushing to the altar at this time, because no one knew when the teleportation array would be closed. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have a chance again.

So everybody's rushing in a frenzy,

And some people have already flocked in.

The feast of the slaughter is right behind the door, and who else can hold back the restlessness.

Staring at the pitch-black portal that writhed a little like a water curtain, and staring at the pitch-black world behind the door, Yang Chen's eyes flickered.

In his eyes, the black glow flickered, and no one noticed it, including himself.