And the next moment, there were unknown mystical runes on it, which were not big, but dense.

At the same time, countless five-colored points of light appeared around Ye Chen's body, and one by one moths threw themselves towards the Xinghai Pearl.

With a "poof", the silver thorn that Xinghaizhu pierced into Ye Chen's palm suddenly became longer in a flash of light, and the originally spherical Xinghaizhu also shone under the purple gold light, wrapping Ye Chen's entire palm and arm.

It was as if it was connected to Ye Chen's arm, and the position of his palm turned into a sharp blade.

The blade shimmered with silver light, and the surface was as smooth as a mirror, but in the center of the blade, there seemed to be a row of strange and abnormal purple-gold runes, a total of five, arranged in a straight line.

All these changes in Xinghaizhu made Ye Chen a little dumbfounded.

However, at the same time as this sword appeared, the blood light array outside seemed to be stimulated by something, and after the earth-shattering loud noise, the entire magic circle and the black hole in the middle shook violently, and then suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, Ye Chen, who was in the black hole, only felt that the vague scene around him appeared, and what he saw was full of blood-red color, and then he felt a whirlwind of the sky.

Ye Chen, who was frightened, almost subconsciously raised his arm and slashed out a sword directionlessly!

I don't know how many thousands of miles away, on a huge altar with a fishy aura that soars to the sky, shrouded in blood-red mist, more than a dozen figures stand on it, and at the feet of these people, there is a huge magic circle, at this moment, the magic circle flashes with bright red blood light.

If you look closely, you can find that the shape of this magic circle is the same as the blood-colored light array that appeared above Ye Chen's head before.

Underneath the altar was a lake filled with blood-red liquid, and the size of the lake was so large that it could not be seen from afar.

The most important thing is not this, but the white skeleton floating on the lake, of different races, different sizes, densely packed all over the lake, giving people a creepy feeling,

"Ahh Impossible, what about things! Treasure of Chaos! I've sensed its presence, and I've summoned it back, but it's gone. A frightened and unusual voice suddenly came from the mouth of someone on the altar, looking incredulous.

"Is it that Murong Daoyou is mistaken, the newly appeared Chaos Treasure is not in my Demon Calamity Continent region, in this case, it is normal to not be able to summon this treasure with the Blood Sacrifice Technique." A faint woman's voice also sounded from the altar.

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman dressed in palace clothes, but there was a pair of five-colored wings on her back, indicating that she was not a human race, and from her words just now, there was obviously a hint of schadenfreude.

"Mrs. Jing! The summoning of the magic circle just now was presided over by me and Brother Murong together, and through the power of the blood sacrifice, I did sense the existence of the Chaos Treasure Slashing Immortal Sword, but when I teleported back, something seemed to have gone wrong, and it suddenly disappeared on the way, could it be that this sword has been psychic and can cut through the void on its own? Another man spoke suddenly.

This person has a golden horn on his head, shining with golden light, representing his identity as the overlord of the Horn Touch Continent, the Horn Touch Clan.

And the person who spoke at the beginning had a pair of fish bubble eyes, and his skin had a piece of scales, like fish scales, this person was the overlord of the sea tribe in the sea, but at this time, the middle-aged man of the sea tribe obviously had a bit of anger on his face.

"Whether there is really a treasure of chaos or not, naturally only the two Daoists who preside over the magic circle know, and we are just ordered to cooperate with the two Daoists." An old man wearing a Taoist robe and also having wings on his back said lightly.

He held a dragon-headed cane in one hand, and did not hide the irony hidden in his words, as for the rest of the aliens with different shapes, although they didn't say anything, but the eyes that looked at the young people of the Horned Touch Clan and the people of the Sea Tribe were also a little unkind, but the young man of the Horned Touch Tribes did not answer anything, but looked at each other with the Sea Clan, and the lips of the two moved slightly, but they did not make a sound, and they actually talked secretly.

Seeing these two people so unscrupulous, the faces of the aliens on the Demon Calamity Continent present became more and more ugly.

"Since the first time failed, we will immediately hold another blood sacrifice, now that the blood and qi have not been dissipated, we should be able to do this, as long as the Chaos Treasure is still in your area, the duel will be able to sense it, and the summoning will be successful." The two aliens seemed to have finished discussing, and the young man of the Horn Touch Clan suddenly turned his head and said, his expression a little gloomy.

"One more time? The cultivation that I was waiting for was in vain, the blood sacrifice just now had already consumed most of my spiritual power, and if it was held again, it would consume my original power. The old man in the Taoist costume suddenly clicked the cane in his hand, and made a muffled sound, and the entire altar shook slightly, representing his anger.

"Ming naturally knows that this move is difficult for some strongmen, but no matter how difficult it is, it can't compare to destroying the two clans in half a year, and killing tens of thousands of wild beasts on the Demon Calamity Continent, if you lose the opportunity to get the treasure of chaos because of this, and delay this matter, several Taoist friends can't afford it." The young man of the Horned Tentacle clan narrowed his eyes, but said indifferently.

As soon as he heard this, the old man in the Taoist robe had an angry face, and his body moved a few steps forward, as if he wanted to reprimand something.

But at this moment, a light cough came from the crowd on the side, and then a hoarse voice sounded: "Brother Tian, don't be impatient, the Underworld Friend is here on behalf of the Horn Touch Clan, how can it be unreasonable!" The person who spoke was a hunchbacked figure, but his figure was shrouded in a gray mist, and he could not see his face clearly.

"What Brother said is extremely true, Tian is a little impatient." As soon as the old man in the Taoist robe heard this, his face changed greatly, and he actually stepped back and replied respectfully.

"Do you have anything to say?" The young man of the Horned Touch Clan looked at the person who spoke clearly, and his expression was also frozen, but he immediately asked with a reluctant smile.

"There are indeed some things I want to say, Daoyou asked me to wait for the loss of vitality to help you urge the blood sacrifice again, but this time it hasn't been successful, how about it?. The hunchbacked figure smiled and asked in a cold voice.

"If you can't summon it twice. That means that this thing is really not in this area, and the two of us will turn around and leave immediately, and we will never go back on the conditions we agreed to before! The young man of the Horned Tentacles replied without thinking.

While the young man of the Horn Tentacle Clan spoke, the people of the Sea Clan did not say a word on the side, and seemed to acquiesce to this.

"Good! If you have a Taoist friend, we will help you again, you don't want to be rash, you must do it again. The figure said in a half-commanding tone to the others.

It is also strange to say that the other people of different races did not have the slightest dissatisfaction after hearing this, and nodded silently.

After a while, the surface of the blood lake began to fluctuate, and at the same time, streams of black gas began to appear and condense on the surface of the lake, and at the same time, the sea of blood mist began to roll violently.

And the altar in the center of the blood lake was completely shrouded in a blood-colored light, and there was a faint sound of obscure incantations coming from inside...

After a sharp pain that seemed to tear his head in half, Ye Chen finally woke up leisurely.

He only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and he immediately tried to open his eyes with great difficulty, but found that his eyelids were heavy and abnormal, and he couldn't open them at all.

Ye Chen felt as if he was lying down, and immediately wanted to sit up, but he couldn't even move a finger.

Ye Chen's heart sank, he could barely endure the severe pain, mentioned the remnants of spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness, and hurriedly looked at all aspects of his body, which made him smile bitterly.

Now not only has he lost most of his essence and blood, but he also has no trace of spiritual power in his body.

What's worse is that the cause of the severe pain in the head turned out to be a severe loss of spiritual sense, and there was only one-tenth of it left.

And the reason for all this is just a sword that he inadvertently wielded not long ago.

Thinking of the astonishing situation when he wielded the sword transformed by Xinghai Zhu, Ye Chen's heart rolled uncertainly, and at the same time, he secretly exclaimed luck!

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