The South Pole met the North Pole, the magnets came together, the whirlpool of crazy rolling and dancing was stranded, and began to hook up with the crack in the sky, and the wolf hooked up with the embarrassment, and the honey blended with oil.

Huge whirlpools connected the heavens and the earth, one connected to the small altar that swirled wildly, and the other entered the honeymoon stage with the ravine, leaving only the middle, the soft figure towering in the air, the thick body hovering and twisting in the air, inhaling the demonic qi from all directions, and finally sending it to the altar below.

The sky trembled, the cracks trembled endlessly, and a touch of rich blood penetrated through the cracks, burrowing into the whirlpool, and the black figure of the mad demonic energy was dyed vividly. Wisps of red stained the swirls red, and the blood drew long lines on the dragon-like body, and the blood that flowed through the long lines spread outward along the lines.

The waterfall cascades down a funnel-like whirlpool towards the shining altar.

Black and red were intertwined, blood and demonic energy were mixed, and the canopy seemed to be completely torn apart, and streams of blood and blood curtains hung down, pouring on the whirlpool, flowing in the funnel, and frantically pouring towards the altar.

At the beginning, the altar was not in a hurry, it rotated rapidly according to its own laws, its small figure was drowned in thousands of millimeters of light, and it suddenly swallowed the blood, tasted the fishy sweetness of the blood, and the fragrance of the vitality of life, the altar exploded, without the urging of the bone demon, without the acceleration of the seal, it spontaneously spontaneously spun wildly, gulping and devouring the blood that fell from the sky.

The altar spontaneously accelerated and rotated, the bone demon was startled, the fingers that were frantically pinching like wheels stiffened for a moment, the slightly drooping eyelids were raised, and the eyes looked at the altar sharply, dazed with surprise.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't there something wrong with Lao Tzu?"

Two thoughts appeared in an instant, first doubting, and then seeing the blood falling from the sky, the heart contracted violently, as if someone had grabbed it to death.

"It seems to be really breaking into Louzi!"

The blood is poured back, the demonic energy is rolling, the blood waves are surging, this is not the main thing, the main thing is the long river behind him, as if he got a piece of soup from the blood poured from the sky, absorbed a wisp of blood, devoured the infinite life vitality, as if he was injected with the power of raw rice, and the undercurrent under the rippling river surface of the microwave surged.

The silent abyss was no longer calm, and wisps of sword light shot out from it, going up and down the river, wandering on the surface of the river in two directions, sweeping all the way, suppressing the waves of the great river.

Heavy, tens of millions of catties of gravity weighed heavily on his heart, his eyes were swept away, and his gaze towards the altar was very complicated, with a little surprise in his solemnity.

The moment the bone demon turned his head, the altar had changed, and the altar shrouded in thousands of millimeters of light appeared in his eyes, the small altar, a layer grew out of thin air, and there was an extra small step, under the steps, the white jade was still the same, and the upper layer was full of blood, full of weird evil.

"Evolved?!"

Surprise and surprise occupied the entire sight, the mind paused for a moment, a trace of hesitation, and the altar once again added a layer out of thin air, and the small was instantly replaced by the heavy, and the same blood was filled.

The bone demon retracted his thoughts, organized his language and wanted to describe the scenes he saw in front of him one by one, searching his intestines and scraping his stomach, one word after another appeared in his mind, but he always felt that he lacked something, and finally he couldn't perfectly describe the altar in front of him.

At the bottom layer, the white jade is still the same, transparent inside, full of water, the second layer of blood is faint, full of crystal, like blood jade, crystal clear, the third layer, the blood color is a little mixed, red mixed with a trace of ink, it looks like it is not as good as the first layer of water, nor as good as the second layer of crystalline.

This is the best description chosen from thousands of words, and it can only describe what you see in your eyes.

Thoughts rise and fall, instantaneous, blood and water pour out, without stopping, just like this, the altar grows a layer again, the blood is mixed, and a layer grows on the third layer full of a trace of ink, this layer, like an absorber, sucks out the ink in the third layer and incorporates it into its own system.

The third layer, full of red light, crystal clear and full of extraordinary, the lower layer, as if it has also been swallowed by the fourth layer, the faint blood color dissipates, revealing the same material as the first layer, bright and translucent, people can't help but like it at a glance.

The river is surging, the wind is whirling, the sword light is dignified, the wind and waves are chopping, the big river behind him, there is a change again, a wisp of sword light can no longer suppress it, one wave after another, the waves are slapped to both banks, the river in the big river is swept away, the waves are more than ten zhang high, and they are smashed into the abyss where they are crossed.

Relative to the madness of the upstream, the downstream is relatively calm, although it is the same wave rolling, the river is flowing backwards, but it is finally weaker by three percent, hundreds of sword lights converge into a thick handleless long sword, the small sword body is relatively wide on the river, it is simply not worth mentioning.

The sword body released light, faintly illuminating both sides of the river, the light appeared in the dark, becoming a little dim, the sword light passed, the waves were stopped and chopped, and the surging waves became a headless division, smashing down on the surface of the river, splashing thousands of water droplets, but under the suppression of the sword light, it returned to calm.

It is said that it is a wave, but there is not a wave, it seems to be surging, but in fact it is undulating, if it is a river, it is cut off, the downstream is already broken, and there is still a truth in the rootless wood. But it's so weird, the big river is cut off, the upstream is still rolling, flowing downward, to the abyss, the trend is still the same, thousands of rivers are rolling down, not poured into the abyss but do not know where to flow.

Downstream, the river flows flat, traversing the ground, under the calm river surface, the undercurrent is slow, the source of water, but I don't know that the water source from there forms an undercurrent under the river surface.

The altar has grown to six floors, and it is already making slow progress, the top layer is red and black, the lower layer is pale blood, and the remaining four layers are crystal clear, except for the fourth layer with wisps of blood, the others are faintly milky white.

The bone demon's handprint kept moving, but he was reluctant to give up this abrupt opportunity, and his eyes subconsciously looked back, looking at the churning river, and this glance made him have a slight guess in his heart.

"Maybe it's through the Void!"

The sword light slashed out of the abyss, and it only cut off the river of avenues of giant corpses, but it cut the true avenues that existed in the void.

The two are in the same vein, one is self-generated in nothingness, the other is that the projection that is summarized and summarized and condensed in the sea of knowledge, the sword slash also cuts off the projection, and at both ends of the abyss, the projection of the broken head penetrates the abyss and connects with the avenue, and then presents the rootless wood and the source of water in front of him, which is still rolling and flowing.

Outside, the void monsters surrounded the giant corpse, grinning with their teeth, revealing the incomplete jagged teeth inside, and the giant beasts waved their claws wildly, raising their legs and falling between their claws, and vaguely saw a few mutilations in the afterimage.

The giant tortoise opened the corners of its leaky mouth and whined and roared angrily, how could it not be angry? Except for the hard carapace, the rest belonged to the sharp steel teeth, but now, in the face of this giant corpse that it was allowed to eat, one by one, the steel teeth were broken.

The giant bird waved its wings, frantically rolled up waves of qi, and its sharp claws cut at the chest of the giant corpse, except for the sparks that burst out and the claws broke a few, it still couldn't cause any damage to the giant corpse.

There was also a huge mountain of armor piled up, and it was carefully ground against the tiniest finger of the giant corpse, except for the armor worn out layer by layer, and even the weakest layer of oil was not worn out by that finger.

They are struggling hard, for the tender and delicious flesh, for the fragrant blood, and now, not only the first ones, time has passed, and more Void monsters have been used from far away to wrap the giant corpses in layers.

They were like a pack of hungry jackals, surrounding the giant corpse, and let out a roar of rage, full of helplessness and anger.

The whirlpool connected to the rift on the heavenly dome, rolling blood poured out, and in the outside world, the wound at the center of the giant corpse's eyebrows, the blood gushing outward weakened, and the wisps were swept by the surging vortex, rolling towards the sea space.

At first, there was no change, and the monsters were still immersed in their own anger, fighting hard for the food they were gluttonous, until a faint wisp of wind swept by, and the monsters raised their heads blankly, and their huge eyes swept around.

The void is silent, there will be no wind blowing easily, if it is generated, it will be an unusually huge void storm coming, the monsters who are used to the survival of the void early, each of them has experienced the kind of storm that destroys everything, they have a weak spirit, they have a keen intuition, if the storm hits, danger comes, they can predict it early, and can respond, take precautions early, in order to avoid the strong storm.