Click, click, click.

The sound of the river surging became louder and louder, as if it was right in front of him, and the sound of cracking kept coming from the space above Mo Han's head.

"Stop him, don't let him show it, or everyone of us here will die!" Yin Zhao had never seen the fate of Huangquan, but as the great prince of the Xuanye Kingdom, he had seen too many secrets that others did not know, especially about the Killing Blade.

In addition to the news that everyone in the outside world knows, the Killing Blade also has a total of seven moves. These seven moves are referred to as seven kills, and each kill is infinitely powerful and domineering.

The seven moves recorded in the historical books, one to seven kills, are: blood falling to the earth, fate falling to the Yellow Spring, flowers blooming on the other side, soul returning to the underworld, vitality plundering, soul devouring, and annihilation.

Yin Omen didn't know how many kills Mo Han could perform, but no matter how many kills Mo Han could perform, he was unwilling to try. According to historical records, the Yellow Spring is to summon the Yellow Spring River in the underworld to come to the world, and wherever the river flows through, everything will sink into the river and turn into ashes.

Sha Yuwei took the array plate in her hand and quickly came to Zhou Yingyi's side, didn't care about what happened behind her, shouted "go" to Zhou Yingyi, and flew outside the altar first.

Not far from the edge of the altar, not far from the Blood Sacrifice Light Curtain, Sha Yuwei stretched out her hand and threw the array disc in her hand towards the light curtain.

Boom.

The array disc shattered in response, and one by one the array talismans flew out of the shattered array disk, colliding with the light curtain of the Blood Sacrifice.

Zizizizi.

As if water was poured on a red-hot piece of iron, the light curtain of the Blood Sacrifice appeared a blank hole under the action of one array after another, and then this small hole continued to expand.

The Blood Sacrifice Array is placed on the altar of the Xuanye Kingdom, and there is a steady stream of power to support its operation. However, the array that Sha Yuwei used to break the Blood Sacrifice was limited, and when the old array plate was all gone, that is, when the Blood Sacrifice returned to its original state.

"Let's go. Sha Yuwei looked at the hole that appeared on the light curtain of the Blood Sacrifice barely enough for a person to pass through, shouted and quickly left with the group.

Long Sheng, the lord of Qingli Country, glanced at Mo Han who was standing in the air, and finally quietly followed Sha Yuwei and his party and left quietly. His daughter Long Zheng, or the righteous daughter Long Zheng, told him when he left that if Mo Han was in trouble in the back, let him try his best to help Mo Han if he could. Long Zheng didn't tell him the reason, but he always remembered it, and he was willing to help this boy who rose like a comet.

Long Sheng's help to Mo Han has always been hidden under the water, and no one even knows that he is on Mo Han's side except himself. Long Sheng felt that many people were already standing on the bright side, and he hid it, which might have an unexpected effect. At this time, seeing that Mo Han arranged for all the people on his side to leave, leaving him alone here, Long Sheng faintly thought of something and decisively chose to leave.

Yin Zhao's shouting did not have the effect he wanted, Xi Nan, Ji Jia, Dongfang Hong, and Dugu Maohuo were all trading with him, not to help him, to put it bluntly, they were here to take advantage of the fire to rob and take the sheep.

In their consciousness, Mo Han, a cultivator in the Jindan stage, couldn't make any big waves no matter how powerful he was. Although Mo Han had proven his strength before, they still felt that it was mainly Nangong who was careless.

The space above Mo Han's head had been completely shattered, and a huge black hole appeared out of thin air, and the bubbling river water flowed out of the hole, converging into a river several meters wide.

The water in the river is a deep earthy yellow, and the cold breath is rushing towards you, and the white bones of some various animals float in the river.

In an instant, the temperature on the altar seemed to drop several degrees, and a cold breeze quietly blew. Except for Mo Han, everyone else couldn't help but shudder.

The spirit weapon of the Yin Omen, a spear of primary five forgings, and even the crippled beast soul of the same pangolin sealed inside, had faintly reached the level of a spiritual treasure. At this time, he flew up in the air alone, and the power of his whole body was completely injected into the spear, stabbing at Mo Han's head fiercely.

Mo Han stood in mid-air, wearing a dark red armor condensed with killing intent, a wide river above his head, and his cold gaze looked down on all the people on the altar, as if a killing god was pressing on everyone's hearts.

Yin Omen's full force blow, before the gun arrived, the fierce murderous aura had already rushed in front of Mo Han.

Mo Han looked at the yin omen rising from the ground, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't care about the murderous aura coming from the Yin Omen Spear, stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it on the head of the Yin Omen Spear.

Yin Omen is now the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and his full blow, not to mention Mo Han who is just a golden pill, even if he is replaced by a cultivator in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, he must also pay great attention to it, otherwise if it is not good, it will capsize in the gutter.

Seeing Mo Han standing still, and very disdainfully stretched out a finger to resist his full force, Yin Zhao showed a slight smile on his face, and even said in his heart that Mo Han was "beyond his strength".

But it wasn't until one of Mo Han's fingers landed on the head of his spear that the omen noticed that something was wrong. In the imagination, the scene where Mo Han was pierced by a shot and blood gushed out did not happen.

A soul-deep chill struck the spear's spearhead, causing Yin Omen's soul to tremble, as if he had been in the freezing cold for an instant, and he was even half a beat slower to think.

Immediately after that, his proud spear appeared in his gaze, the first crack appeared, followed by the second, the third, and in the blink of an eye, his spear was full of cracks, and it collapsed in an instant.

Yes, the spear of the omen is directly collapsing.

"Get out!" Mo Han shouted, turned his fingers into fists, and slammed them on Yin Omen's brain.

Due to the strange cold effect of the previous soul-freezing and the collapse of the spear, Yin Zhao was defenseless, and Mo Han's punch really landed on Yin Zhao.

When the omen was still in the air, three mouthfuls of blood spurted out one after another, and the breath of the whole body immediately withered, and the whole person felt several years older.

Boom.

The omen fell heavily on the altar, and a large mouthful of essence blood spurted out again, his face was pale, and he couldn't stand up from the ground for a long time.

There is a huge secret room under the altar of the kingdom of the night, and in the middle of this secret room is a small altar that is exactly the same as the altar of the country, the only difference is that the size is different.

Around the small altar was a small pool filled with scarlet liquid. If you look closely, these liquids are all blood, some monsters, some people, some livestock, all kinds of blood.

Strangely, the blood blended perfectly, not only did it not smell of blood, but it exuded a strange fragrance, and it was this altar and this pool of blood that provided all the power needed for the blood sacrifice.

The pool of blood was also a square pool, with a pipe made of unknown material above each of the four corners, and the pipe was bubbling out of the pipe with the same scarlet liquid as the one in the pool.

Looking down one of the pipes, you will find a platform that is not too small and not too small, and behind the platform is a wall, and a black iron gate on the wall is tightly closed, and I don't know where it leads.

There was a tea table on the square platform, and the tea on the table was cold, and there was not the slightest heat coming out.

"As the saying goes, tea should be drunk while it is hot, it will hurt your body if it is cold. You've been brewing this cup of tea for several hours, why don't you drink it yet?" a young man at the tea table played with the ring in his hand, looked at the old man opposite and whispered.

The old man's face was full of ravines, and he was dressed in black, and he could faintly see a black dragon embroidered on his clothes. Maybe he was really old, with gray hair all over his head, and even his body seemed to exude an aura of death, even though he was already a mid-stage cultivator, he was still old.

"I don't know what you mean, didn't we cooperate well before, why did you want to stop me from making a move tonight?" The old man is none other than the Emperor Yin Chuan of the Xuanye Kingdom, and he is also the only guardian of the Xuanye Kingdom who has broken through the Spirit Stage.

Sitting opposite the Yin River is the mysterious person who suddenly descended on the Withered Leaf Continent a few years ago.

Our cooperation has always been smooth, but you unilaterally think it. Think about it, since we came to this continent, how much have you done, how much have you done, and how much has it met our minimum requirements? No, not a single one. You are the lord of a country, and you have lost your trust in us so much, how can you let us continue to cooperate?"

In this dim space, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find four old men standing around the young man and Yin Chuan, any of these four old men have the cultivation of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Being, at this time they completely seal the four corners, as long as Yin Chuan dares to move, what will be ushered in is death.

"With my strength, I could turn you all into puppets, but I don't, I need a group of reliable collaborators, not collaborators like you. So when the omen found me, I didn't hesitate to choose. And it is also his will to trap you here. Although the young man's words were full of anger and dissatisfaction, his whole face was calm, and his tone was not subdued, as if he was telling a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning.

At this moment, the entire altar suddenly shook violently, and large stones fell from it.

"Childe, be careful. A stone that fell from above happened to fall towards the place where the young man was, and the old man standing behind him stepped forward, caught the stone with one hand, and in Yin Chuan's gaze, turned a large piece of stone into nothingness.

"Take him with you, it's time for us to go out and meet this little friend of ours. The young man stood up as if nothing had happened.