A sneer hung on the corner of the young man's mouth, and then he continued to wait for the unfinished magic array. Countless souls continued to be supplied to the magic array from several magic weapons, but after these souls entered the magic array, they exploded like foam, turning into a trace of the purest soul power to nourish the magic array. As the magic array continued to improve, the excitement in the young man's eyes became more and more intense.

Finally, after a long time, the magic array was finally completed, and the boy walked into the magic circle and began to chant the mysterious spell, and disappeared in place along with the magic array. When the boy and the magic circle reappeared, they appeared in a strange place. It was a small, enclosed room, and it was as bright as day, but there were countless souls screaming, crying, groaning, and groaning. The boy was indifferent to this, and his eyes were focused on the three people in front of him, or monsters.

"It's been hundreds of years, and these annoying guys of yours are here again!" said the house-like monster in the middle, "What do you want to take from here this time?"

"I'm here to destroy the Dao Sutra and the Blood Moon!" the young man said indifferently.

"Really!" The house monster said with an unexpected expression, "Let's go!" and then turned indifferently, and then a corridor appeared at his feet out of thin air. After a short journey, the house monster led the boy into a large hall full of years.

In this hall, there are twelve huge stone pillars, and the stone pillars are full of monsters, and they are hair-making to look at. What's even more frightening is that if you look closely, some of these monsters' eyes open slightly as if they were awakened by their arrival. When he saw the house monster, he slowly closed his eyes, and there was no movement like a stone sculpture. Although the boy had been mentally prepared, he was keenly aware of the scene just now, and the moment those monsters opened their eyes, it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was just a moment, if you weren't led by a house monster, the consequences...

However, this feeling did not bother him for long, because his eyes were already deeply attracted by the scenery in front of him. In the very center of the main hall, seven ancient altars were exuding incomparably terrifying power fluctuations. The fluctuations of these powers were countless times stronger than the magic and mystical energy he usually felt, and these powers were only emitted by those few objects after they were sealed layer by layer.

For the first time, the young man's eyes lost his former self-confidence, could he really get them? Not to mention him, even the house monster beside him looked at those few objects, his eyes were full of deep fear, especially when he looked at the long blade in the center of the hall that was wrapped in red and black light, his eyes only had deep fear. Because he knew that when this divine soldier was awakened, it would be when he would disappear.

Blood Moon!Ancient Divine Weapon, there are too many rumors about it. But no matter how many rumors there are, they have only one thing in common: the blood moon is bloodstained with gods and demons, and the corpses are floating for thousands of miles. It's a synonym for death, ominousness!

And the only thing that can be equal to it is a scripture book, a super-god-level exercise to destroy the Dao Sanskrit Sutra that can be obtained regardless of good and evil. Everything about them is taboo, but even so, there are countless people who want to get them. It's a pity that no one has succeeded for thousands of years! Even the one a thousand years ago, legend has it that he was only fortunate enough to read the first chapter of the Sutra of Destroying the Dao. And it was this single chapter that made a Demon Dao Venerable who ran rampant in the world for hundreds of years.

From full of confidence at the beginning, to a momentary loss of mind, and then the boy quickly calmed down again! He adjusted his mentality, and then took off into the air and went straight to the blood moon. There was determination in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, his hand was holding the Blood Moon Divine Soldier. But there was not a smile on his face, but an infinite fear.

Even though he was accustomed to seeing life and death and killing countless living beings, after holding the Blood Moon Divine Soldier, he instantly felt the memories transmitted from it! Countless powerful beings fell in front of him, and countless souls were constantly roaring and shouting! As if they had found an outlet, they rushed towards him. He felt like he had died countless times in just one moment, and every time a soul entered his body, he would be reborn to death once. And as long as he still holds this magic weapon, such an experience seems to be endless. Even so, the boy still gritted his teeth and persisted!

Time slipped away silently unconsciously, and I don't know how long it took for the young man's face to become completely bloodless, and slowly his body began to dry up as if it had lost moisture. But the young man still didn't let go of the Blood Moon Divine Weapon in his hand, and he still continued to hold on.

I don't know how long it has been, but the boy has long since lost his human appearance and turned into a skinny skeleton. The original black hair has become dull, dull, and pale, and if ordinary people become like this, they would have died a long time ago. But the boy was still alive, because the soul sigil on his forehead still shone with a faint soul power.

Finally, I don't know how long it was, came a sigh from the young man's mouth! Hey, he couldn't go any further, for then he would be dead. At this time, he was no different from a skeleton, but his expression became strange. The young man and just now seemed to be a different person, and said to himself: "Although I have been able to wake up through you, it is a pity that I still have no chance with you!" Then he turned his head and said in an extremely vicissitudes of life: "Destroy the Dao Sanskrit Sutra, this time I am here for the third chapter!"

However, he soon calmed down again, because in his current state, it was impossible for him to contact the Extinction Sutra, and he needed a large amount of flesh and blood essence to recover himself. The young man glanced at the house monster indifferently and said, "Send me out!"

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On the other side, the four daredevils finally woke up from their deep sleep, and they were greeted by two screams!

Chu Liuxiang and Hua Manlou touched the big bag above their heads with painful expressions and screamed, "Why did the master beat us!"

Xiaobao glanced at them with unkind eyes, and said lightly: "I'm happy!

was looked at by Xiaobao's unkind eyes, and the two children subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. What they wanted to say was swallowed back alive. The two of them immediately put on a hippie smile and said, "Master! How dare we! Just be happy!"

Although Xiaobao looked at them with a stinky face, he didn't pursue it anymore. Then he smiled and was very concerned about the two women, and finally relieved himself after making sure that they were okay. Seeing that the two little children are envious, jealous and hateful, the two look at each other, and the deep affection between the brothers is revealed...