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That magical voice originates from the depths of the heart, it is a kind of awe for the strong, and it is also a kind of secret art of divine soul control, which makes people worship from the heart, in their hearts, the owner of that voice is the god on high, worship him can get eternal life, and dedication to him is to express their loyalty. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some disciples from big families and powerful forces and masters of the older generation of the Transformation Realm all have life-protecting treasures on their bodies, so the moment that voice sounded, spiritual power automatically appeared on their body surface, protecting them from bewitching that voice.

Even so, the creature in the Blood Demon Mountain was too powerful, and what those people did completely enraged him, and his voice pierced their defenses like a sharp arrow, straight into their primordial spirit.

Yes.... My head hurts!

Some people desperately resisted and drove away the voice in their heads, but in this way, the pain in their minds was unbearable as if they had been pierced by steel needles, and the original spirit was also attacked, and the stabbed was much darker.

"Sister, be careful!"

Lin Qianwen bit her lips tightly, holding a green umbrella, and moved to Zhan Siyun's side with difficulty, pulling her closer to the light mask, a wisp of green light sprinkled from the umbrella and drilled into the latter's body, visible to the naked eye, a wisp of black mist like catkins drilled out of Zhan Siyun's body.

The wisp of black mist that drilled out of Zhan Siyun's body changed into various faces from time to time, and he demonstrated to the light umbrella with sharp fangs, however, that light umbrella was obviously not ordinary, and a wisp of green light shook gently like a willow leaf, sweeping the wisp of black mist and turning it into nothing.

Zhan Siyun was covered in a cold sweat, his peerless face was already full of horror, his face was pale and terrifying, and he already regretted coming to the Hanging Island.

The Sky Splitting King was covered in a strong flame, moving forward with difficulty, and it could be clearly seen from the firelight that his whole face was distorted, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to roll down from his forehead, and then evaporated into a white mist by the flames, dissipating into the void, obviously, he was trying to persevere, and the voice in his head was fighting tenaciously.

As for Yan Sicong, although he also had treasures to protect himself, he was not as lucky as the Heaven Splitting Xiao Wang, he was controlled by that voice, and he kowtowed three times in one step, and worshiped at the Blood Demon Mountain.

Dou Ning also has a treasure to protect himself, and he is still making the last struggle, and his little face, which is still a little immature, has long been submerged in sweat, and his face is pale and terrifying, as if he has just crawled out of the grave.

Zhan Siyun and the four of them all had elders who followed them, either explicitly or covertly to protect them from harm, however, that voice was pervasive, and it was difficult for them to protect themselves, let alone expect them to be able to help the four of them avoid the catastrophe.

At this time, the gap between Zhan Siyun and Zhuge Ming was revealed, although they did not do it directly, it was also a contest of strength. Zhuge Ming didn't have anyone to help him, the sun and the moon emerged from his left and right shoulders, enveloping him, no matter how weird the voice was, but he couldn't get close to him, he couldn't hurt him.

As for the black-clothed 'Yunfei', he was not affected in the slightest, he did not use any defensive spiritual skills, nor did he use the treasures of his body, the black-clothed clothes fluttered in the wind, and his long hair moved with the wind, as if a young god had descended, looking down on the struggling beings who were struggling to survive.

Some monks are determined and are still fighting hard, not wanting to become the blood food of the creatures in the Blood Demon Mountain, but in this way, their suffering has increased exponentially, some of them roll on the ground with their heads in their hands, and their wailing voices are hoarse, and some of them can't bear the severe pain, so they have to cruelly choose to cut off their heads in order to be freed.

And their blood was devoured by the creatures in the Blood Demon Mountain, and became his blood food, but he hated the blood of those people very much, and felt that the grade was extremely poor, and there was no way to compare it with the blood in Yun Fei's body, and even gave birth to disgust.

I don't know how many years that creature has been suppressed, maybe it has been a long time since he tasted fresh food, even if he showed disgust, but he still devoured the blood of those people, as for the corpses of those people, they dried up in an instant, and turned into a dried corpse.

At this time, Yun Fei was not having a good time, the voice in his mind was like a wave, superimposed layer by layer, even if his mind was as firm as a rock, but it was still affected, because he was the first to bear the brunt, and the power was more than twice as fierce as that of other monks.

His fists were clenched, the muscles on his arms bulged one by one, the green tendons were exposed one by one, and the same was true on his neck, his teeth were about to be crushed, but he still couldn't get rid of the voice in his head, and he even used the thunder and lightning to ward off evil spirits to no avail.

Blood flowed out of his ears, then blood from his nostrils, then blood from his eyes, and finally blood from the corners of his mouth.

But the trend of his upside-down flight did not stop, like a stone, falling towards the hanging island, and the Blood Demon Mountain was also falling, its speed was faster than when the black-clothed 'Yun Fei' controlled it, and it was no more than a zhang away from the top of Yun Fei's head, and if he got closer, the huge mouth in the Blood Demon Mountain could swallow his entire person into it.

There is a Blood Demon Mountain suppression above, but the God of War Monument below, Yun Fei is caught in the middle, if no miracle happens, even if he is not suppressed by the Blood Demon Mountain, he will be pierced by the God of War Tablet, because the pressure from above is too great, and manpower cannot compete with it at all.

"No, if you continue like this, you will definitely die!"

Yun Fei is very clear about his situation, and he also knows very well that the more critical he is, the more he must be calm, the more he must calm down, only in this way can he find a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

The Thousand Illusion Hand unleashed its hand, turning into a giant hand and slamming upward, even though he knew that the Blood Demon Mountain was extremely hard, he had to do it, because its speed was getting faster and faster, and it was already less than six feet away from him.

The black-clothed 'Yun Fei' stood in the air, looking at all this lightly, he didn't make another move, because there was no need for this at all, under the suppression of the Blood Demon Mountain, Yun Fei could be said to be certain to die, and since the Blood Demon Mountain was able to take the initiative to attack, it must be that the creature in it had awakened, he didn't want to anger that creature, it was really terrifying.

Since he didn't attack himself, he wasn't affected by the sound, there must be a reason for this, he really wanted to understand clearly, in his mind, even if Yun Fei was killed and couldn't get his physical body, as long as the creatures in the Blood Demon Mountain could give him some benefits, maybe it would be a good opportunity.

As soon as he thought of this, a smug smile appeared on the face of the black-clothed 'Yun Fei', if Yun Fei died, the thorn in his throat would be pulled out, and from now on, he could become an independent individual, and there was no need to think about the fact that there was another person in this world who had the same face as himself.

"Tsk, don't waste your efforts, this mountain has been refined into the power of the five elements, and it is nourished by the blood of the gods and demons of the heavens, you can't shake it at all. As long as you obediently become the blood food of the ancestor, the ancestor promises not to kill you!"

The creatures in the Blood Demon Mountain opened their mouths, as piercing as the cold wind of the number nine, and no one would have thought that there would be such a terrifying creature on this peaceful and quiet hanging island that was worshiped as a god by the mountain and sea realm.

Fortunately, he can't get out of the Blood Demon Mountain, and the entire mountain and sea realm will become a human purgatory, and all the monks will become his blood food and become his slaves.

Yun Fei didn't speak, and fought against the powerful magic sound in his mind with all his heart, because of his shot, the speed of the fall was even faster, originally he was only less than five feet away from the Blood Demon Mountain, but because of his shot, the distance was widened a little.

Burst!

Yun Fei couldn't stop his downward trend after all, and with a soft sound accompanied by severe pain, he smashed firmly on the top of the God of War Monument, piercing him.

The blood flowed down the God of War Monument, all the internal organs were pierced, and some were even broken into pieces, none of the bones in the body were intact, all of them were broken, and the bones of the spine were also broken into several pieces, the severe pain was several times more violent than when the thunder and lightning were tempered, even with Yun Fei's tenacious heart, he couldn't help but snort, and his face kept twitching.

No one knows the origin of the God of War Monument, in addition to being able to test a person's potential, no one knows if it has other uses, and some people have rummaged through ancient books to find out its origin, and finally they can only give up helplessly.

It is said that the four supremes of the God of War Palace once personally visited the island to find out the root of the God of War Monument, and exhausted all means, but in the end they found nothing.

Not only them, but even the old monsters that have not been out of the five mountains for many years, the heads and brains of those big forces want to explore and understand, but unfortunately, until the end, they can only conclude that this is just a stone tablet with the ability to protect and test a person's potential, and has no other effect.

However, at the moment when Yun Fei was pierced through his body by the God of War Monument and hung on the top of the stele, and the blood soaked the body of the stele, the God of War Tablet that had stood on the Hanging Island for tens of thousands of years suddenly trembled, and the original blue-black color instantly receded and turned into colorful light.

The colorful light bloomed, looking like a treasure from the bottom up, hidden in the clouds, the monks below the hanging island were sensational, they were all attracted by the colorful light, and some even began to use the transmission notes to summon the masters of the family to come.

This kind of vision has never appeared before, and the monks waiting under the Hanging Island have their eyes blazing, knowing that they have no ability to land on the Hanging Island, but they also have to try, wanting to land on the island and seize the opportunity.

They didn't know that the hanging island had become a purgatory on earth, and the moment the colorful light bloomed, phantoms emerged from the God of War Monument, they were not mighty, nor tall, medium stature, but they were dressed very plainly, some people wore animal skins, and some people had leaves wrapped around their waists to block the most ** parts.

They were like ancient ancestors who came across time and space, looked up at the suppressed Blood Demon Mountain, and a compassionate look appeared in their calm eyes, and they immediately formed a circle, sat down, and chanted words in their mouths, like a sacrificial ritual in ancient times.

Seeing this, the creatures in the Blood Demon Mountain were like facing a great enemy, and their terrible roar shook the clouds in the sky, and the monks of the Hanging Island also suffered because of this, and some of the monks who had cultivated to be weak suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and the realm of purgatory began......

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