"Ahh No! ”

"No!"

"Don't!"

In the blood light, the six yin ghosts formed by Ning Yudao's body absorbing the seven sins and seven emotions let out a terrible scream.

But no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't break free from the shackles of blood.

There is a deep evil hidden in that blood light, which can infect the magic weapon the most, let alone a few illusory and unreal shadows?

In just an instant, Ning Yudao in the blood light had already begun to disappear slowly.

It's like when Xuanxing went to school, the teacher picked up the blackboard and wiped away the useless handwriting, from the feet to the waist, to the neck, and the head.

It seems that there is no time in the blink of an eye, and this altar has already 'swallowed' Ning Yudao.

Immediately, in the midst of the blood, An Qisheng heard a low murmur:

"What do you want?"

An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the blood light of the altar lightly:

"What do you have?"

After meditating in the mountains for nearly two years, he not only used the magnetic field to refine his body and deduce the way forward, but also his understanding of this world became more and more thorough.

The heaven and earth of this Emperor Heaven Realm and the Human Dao were filled with countless qi machines.

thereinto

There are five poisons in the sky, Tao, Buddha, demons, ghosts, and evil.

There are seven sins, greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desire.

These inexplicable qi are all rooted in the aura of heaven and earth, or the 'poison' of the aura of heaven and earth itself is transmitted to them, or it may be because of their existence.

Heaven and earth aura is poisonous.

In his opinion, the resentment of yin qi is no different from the Taoist spirit and the Buddhist spirit machine, so naturally he can't be frightened even more.

Hearing An Qisheng's response, the altar suddenly fell silent, as if a monotonous program was stuck.

After a long time, the cold magic voice sounded again:

"Everything."

"Everything?"

An Qisheng was amused by this big remark.

The altar in the rudder left by a strange evil way, dare to say that there is everything?

Even when the evil path has not been destroyed, he does not dare to say such a big thing.

"If you have everything, then ......"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered, and he said lightly:

"I heard that the Netherworld Lord in the Netherworld has a strange book that controls the cycle of life and death, do you have it?"

Rumble!

The altar shook suddenly, the blood mist rolled, and the magic voice was somewhat distorted:

"There are not enough sacrifices!"

"Inadequate? Then I'll make it up for you! ”

An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands, and in a moment of thought, the wind suddenly rose in the cave, the dust was scattered, and the lights suddenly swayed.

And what is invisible to the naked eye, the resentment and yin qi that fills the heavens and the earth, and the evil thoughts scattered by all spirits are poured in!

An Qisheng is an expert in capturing spiritual imprints, Qi seed condensation, after the three flowers gather at the top, the grasp of the heaven and earth is deeper, at this time, the mind moves, and the mountains here are gathered for it.

In the midst of the howling wind, countless yin and evil qi escaping from the swamps and miasma mountains rolled in.

Through his guidance, it was poured into the altar.

Buzz ~~~

The blood-mist-shrouded altar suddenly shook wildly after this stimulus, and faintly, there seemed to be countless howling voices of powerful ghosts sounding in it.

And then spread, from the cave, echoing in the mountains.

For a moment, the countless beasts lying in the mountains were all frightened and trembled.

Many of the villagers in that village were also shocked, and the villagers who were slaughtering wild boars in the moonlight even lost their swords and knelt down in pray.

The old village was in high spirits, kneeling and shouting, for the villagers to push out the 'sacrifices'.

It turned out that tonight was the day for them to worship the 'mountain gods', and because of this, they waited late at night, just waiting for the 'sacrifice' to be offered before dawn.

"What a mountain god, a ghost! You idiots, don't let go of this hero! ”

"Let us go!"

A few carts pushed a few young people with big ties to the village.

Li Changyu was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and he couldn't stop scolding.

Unexpectedly, with some good intentions, I wanted to get rid of the demons for them, but I was plotted instead.

"Brother Li, let's plant it this time! But where righteousness lies, what is the fear of death? I only hate these fools for listening to the words of ghosts! ”

A young man shouted and scolded:

"It's just right, Lao Tzu died and became a ghost, so I have to kill you idiots along with that demon!"

"Yes, it's all ghosts, we're afraid of a fart!"

A short young man also gritted his teeth, his body trembled and swayed, but he still refused to admit it.

The villagers were so panicked that they didn't even bother to pay attention to these 'young heroes'.

They had lived in the mountains for a long time, but they had never seen such a terrible sight.

It's as if all the demons and demons in heaven and earth have been revived!

Huhuhu~

In the dungeon-like cave, the yin wind became more and more turbulent, and the entire cave seemed to be alive, and the relief murals on the cave wall began to glow red, as if they were about to come back to life.

The movement of the altar was even more intense than ever, and the blood mist rolled, sometimes turning into a ghost, sometimes turning into a demon, and letting out a terrible cry that was higher than a louder.

"Master, I'm a little scared......"

The yellow dog's tail stood up, and he looked at the altar as if he were facing a great enemy, and felt terror.

"Don't be afraid."

In the midst of the raging wind, An Qisheng's clothes did not move, and he was quietly watching the riot on this altar at this time, and the ripples in the depths of his eyes were flooding:

"Today, let you have a good meal!"

Rumble!

A loud roar resounded, and the middle of the blood-shrouded altar suddenly seemed to open the door to the alien dimension.

A figure filled with endless resentment flashed from it.

"It's a pity that the old man prepared a body shell for himself......."

In the midst of his indifferent muttering, a white bone palm poked out of the alien space and buckled to the edge of the altar.

In the midst of the blood mist, two scarlet eyes pierced through.

There are all kinds of emotions rolling in those eyes, including all kinds of greed, hatred, naivety, hatred, love, evil, and desire, which make people's hearts chill.

Infected with its own spiritual power.

Scare!

The yellow dog's hair exploded, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it was highly tense.

There was a crepping sound of the skeleton trembling, and a tall skeleton stepped out of the alien dimension.

Extreme evil and extreme demons, all evil and body!

Its appearance seems to be the same as that of the White Bone Demon, but its momentum is completely different.

It's just a white bone, but it gives people a sense of extreme perfection, and that inch of white bone makes people feel very perfect, and it is a perfect skeleton that has been tempered thousands of times.

Click~

The moment it appeared, the yin wind whistling around him, and the red light of the blood mist all dimmed.

The Dao Dao was visible to the naked eye, and the invisible air flow seemed to be swallowed into the body by the milk swallow throwing into the forest.

Then, in the shocked eyes of the yellow dog.

On the white bones of the Sensen, blood-colored lines appeared, and immediately, there were flesh and muscles, eyeballs, and hair......

It was only a few flicks of fingers before and after, and the white bones had regenerated flesh and blood, turning into a naked majestic body.

The body is incomparably perfect, and the ups and downs of every inch of the line seem to contain the most exquisite mysteries of the human body, and naturally exude a sense of recklessness and unrestrainedness.

At the same time, a blood-colored Dao robe appeared in the void and draped it over his body.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a strong and evil blood light burst out from behind him, like a long long tail pulled by a meteor across the sun, and as if he was wearing a long blood-colored cloak.

Call~

In the midst of the blood, he casually reached down, and between the humming and shaking, a small altar rose from the mottled altar and was held in his hand.

"Strange Real ......"

An Qisheng looked at this person indifferently, and ripples rose in his eyes:

[Cost of Dao Power 928 points]

[Evil True Man (911/1095)]

[Original trajectory: Born in the Emperor Heaven Realm, the Great Qing Dynasty, Taitian Mansion in Liangzhou, when he was a young serf, he was a serf of a large family, because of his talent, he was able to practice martial arts, and then because of his luck, he had to meet strange things outside the world and embark on the road of cultivation......

His talent is extremely high, his understanding is superb, his cultivation is very fast, he has opened up a different sect of evil Taoism, standing in a hundred thousand mountains, and is a giant of evil Taoism......

Later, when there was a great change, the evil way was destroyed by people, and its self-determination and destiny were hidden among the mountains.......]

【...... In the ninety-seven thousand six hundred and ninety years of the Emperor's Heaven, on the eve of the Immortal Mansion Monarch's Sacrifice, he was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi]

This blood-robed Taoist is the leader of the Evil Dao, a true person!

Legend has it that it was destroyed many years ago, but it left behind a legacy for future generations to be reborn.

At this time, An Qisheng knew why the evil laws of the evil way were repeatedly banned, because the source had not been destroyed at all, and every once in a while, there would be evil laws spread out from the altars scattered all over the countless mountains and rivers.

The evil true people are hidden in countless altars, and any altar can be resurrected from it when it improves.

However, An Qisheng didn't care about the evil people.

It's the 'extraterrestrial thing'.

The Emperor Heaven Realm naturally has an extraterritorial world, but extraterritorial, and extraterritorial, are two completely different concepts.

The former, perhaps from the depths of the starry sky, the latter, is highly likely to come from,

Other universes!

"In the estimation of this seat, there is still Jiazi when this seat was born, I don't want to be in advance, it seems that it is your credit......"

The blood-clothed Taoist looked at An Qisheng unhurriedly, and said slowly:

"The real person should thank you......."

An Qisheng glanced at the blood-robed Taoist lightly:

"Sacrifice, is it enough?"

The blood-clothed Daoist's eyes froze, and he glanced at An Qisheng deeply, but he didn't feel the slightest mana, he seemed to be just an ordinary man, but this specific spirit was a little too strong.......

It's even tougher than the drake.

Is this also the human body?

He stretched his arms, slowly adjusting to the feeling after resurrection, and slightly approved:

"Your sacrifice is good, what do you want? Magical secret method, or magic weapon? ”

Looking at the white-clothed Taoist standing quietly, the evil real person did not make a move, and when he was familiar with the white bone man demon body at this time, he was also spying on An Qisheng.

He didn't believe that a person who could resurrect himself in advance could never be an ordinary man without mana.

"Your altar is good....."

An Qisheng smiled faintly:

"Give me the altar!"