"Little beast!" The moment the head flew up, a hideous smile actually appeared on the face of the Yan Ren King, "Do you really think that I didn't find out that you secretly condensed a clone!"

Before the words fell, his head fell on the even larger "Abyss Altar" first.

However, at this moment, in front of his body, the seal of his hands was also completely completed at this moment.

"Supreme being, I will sacrifice the life of this lowly ant, pray sincerely, and pray for the return of a more powerful 'blood sacrifice' power, the 'Great Sacrifice Technique', to sacrifice the body!"

The Yan Ren King, whose head had already landed on the ground, did not fall into silence at all like before, and his body immediately fell into silence, and he was still exhaling like a rainbow.

And his "Great Sacrifice Technique" was not actually to sacrifice the two golden battle axes, but as if he had expected Meng Siao to perform a sneak attack, he actually made a special trip for him!

At this moment, Meng Siao, who was holding the Dragon Yin Sword, was standing on top of this even larger "Abyss Altar".

This is the only condition for being sacrificed by the "Great Sacrifice Technique".

In an instant, as soon as the voice of the Yan Ren King fell, a cyan flame rose out of thin air from the altar, and immediately enveloped Meng Siao's whole body.

"Hahaha! Little beast, you probably didn't expect that after my head was cut off, my physical body did not fall into silence immediately, and I could continue to maintain the performance of this 'Great Sacrifice Technique'!"

His flesh had turned, and he lifted his head on the ground in both hands, and then, like that, it was replaced on his neck, which was still spurting blood.

At this time, Meng Siao noticed that both his head and his monk's body were entangled in a blood-colored mist at this time.

The blood-colored mist seemed to have some special link between his severed head and his body.

It was precisely because of the existence of this blood-colored mist that the King of Yan was able to suddenly counterattack and directly hit this "Great Sacrifice Technique" on his body.

At this moment, the cyan flames had completely enveloped his body.

This cyan flame seemed to have the absolute power to incinerate all qiē into nothingness, and it was simply irresistible.

Even his Chaos Spiritual Flame could not play any role in resisting in the face of this cyan flame.

Seeing this, the Yanren King laughed more and more cheerfully.

He felt an unprecedented smoothness, drenched in joy and heartiness.

However, at this moment, Meng Siao, who saw that he could no longer resist this mysterious cyan flame, threw the dragon sword in his hand in the air in a volley.

The Yan Ren King, who was still laughing, immediately suffocated his laughter.

He suddenly realized something, and in an instant he turned back.

Then, he saw that the Cun Zài, who he regarded as Meng Siao's clone, stretched out his hand and copied it, and he had already caught this yellow-level spirit soldier, and then rushed, grinning, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"You're the deity?!" In just a moment, the Yan Ren King had already understood.

He turned his head sharply to look at the "Meng Siao" who had been sacrificed by him, and until this time, this doppelganger, which had been completely engulfed by cyan flames and could no longer resist, revealed his true face as a "clone".

The body, which was completely condensed by spiritual power, could no longer maintain its human form under the burning of this cyan flame at this time, and gradually turned into a ball of chaotic spiritual power.

The hideous smile on the face of the Yanren King instantly turned into a hideous ferocity.

"You can actually fool my eyes!" He turned his head suddenly, his eyes seemed to be about to choose someone to devour, staring at Meng Siao who was grinning toothily, his brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he finally said word by word, gritting his teeth, "It's the power of the 'Great Reincarnation Technique'! I didn't expect you, a mere ant, to really go through the **** luck, and not only got a fragment of the artifact of the soul clan!"

Meng Siao still maintained his bright smile, but his heart moved slightly because of this sentence.

"The Great Resurrection Technique, the Great Reincarnation Technique, the Two Origin-level Great Dao Techniques, even in the Great Thousand Universes, are all dreamed of by countless people!" "The Yan Ren King said hideously, "I can't imagine it, because the battle between the Soul Clan and the hundreds of millions of immortals in the Three Realms Universe back then was cheaper than you lowly ants in the Small Thousand Universe!"

As he spoke, he paused suddenly, raised his hand with a palm, and without looking at it, he slapped directly behind him in the air.

A clangling sound that only occurs when metal is struck, and at the same time as his palm is slapped, it reverberates far away from the altar.

The next moment, a black figure flew out diagonally, directly crashing into a wall a hundred feet away.

"Little tattered puppet, you also want to do bad things for me?" King Yan snorted very sarcastically, but his eyes didn't look at the God of War puppet that he slapped into the wall with a casual palm, still staring at Meng Siao, "No wonder you always look confident! It turns out that you got two, or even more than two artifact fragments of the soul clan! However, this is just right!"

A chilling smile appeared on his face again: "As long as you sacrifice these artifact fragments on your body! Even if I launch this 'Great Blood Sacrifice' in advance, I will definitely be able to exchange it for enough strength to make me the 'Great Witch' who truly dominates the Three Realms Universe in ancient times!"

Meng Siao frowned slightly.

Not because of the words of the Yan Ren King, but because he had just blasted away the powerful power of the God of War puppet with a casual palm!

The body of the Yan Ren King only has the cultivation level of the middle and late stages of the Zhou Tian Realm, to be honest, if the two are put right one by one, Meng Siao doesn't think that he will be the opponent of the God of War puppet at all.

Whether it is strength or physical strength, a God of War puppet who has reached the peak of the Emperor Rank and is only one step away from the Spirit Rank, and a Zhou Tian Realm monk who does not have a Spirit Treasure Spirit Soldier above the Spirit Rank in his hand, unless it is someone like him who has the strength to kill the strong Leapfrog Rank, otherwise, the victory rate can definitely reach one hundred percent!

And the Yan Ren King, in the previous battle, did not show any combat power beyond the Zhou Tianjing monks at all.

However, just now, with a casual palm, he blasted the God of War puppet away without resistance.

Moreover, this boom flew directly out of a distance of 100 zhang, and directly into the wall!

Yan Ren King, how could his strength suddenly rise to such a terrifying level?

Meng Siao's gaze once again fell on the blood-colored mist wrapped around the body of the Yan Ren King.

The head was cut off, and the body was not only in silence, but still able to move freely, plus the power that suddenly increased by nearly dozens of times at this moment-

This qiē obviously has an absolute relationship with this blood-colored mist!