Shangsang's kendo robe flew suddenly, his breath was gloomy, and the wind around him was fierce, and even the sky began to be gloomy.

He knotted the seal in one palm, and saw that at the spiritual bone on his chest, two divine patterns suddenly swam out, one red as blood, and one as ink as a divine soul.

And in the gloomy sky, I don't know when a strange altar appeared, the two divine patterns as red as blood and ink as a soul were frantically absorbed by the devouring power of the altar, and the altar that absorbed the divine patterns gradually condensed into a sacrificial sword with sacrificial power and invisible and shadowless.

"The gods are recorded as a lesson, the pious ones of the nether realm, Shangsang, are now sacrificed with blood and divine souls, please summon the sacrificial sword!"

With a flick of his fingers, the seal flew out, and the world seemed to turn into a hell on earth in an instant, and countless wandering spirits and grievances appeared madly, wailing towards the sword of the altar that came from hell.

"Stop him! The power of the sacrificial sword must drink blood to exert its power, and then he will kill innocents indiscriminately. ”

The first to react was the wind returning to the clouds, and he joined forces with Yunli to cast the Fengyun Divine Code and turn over the wind and clouds. The sky was surging as if the entire sky was about to collapse, and the indescribable wind and clouds were mixed together, trying to shatter the altar that Shangsang had sacrificed with the blood-colored divine pattern and the divine soul divine pattern.

The Fengyun Divine Code is extraordinary, in just a few days, it has allowed Feng Guiyun to successfully break through the realm from the Inscription Realm to the Cave Heaven, but the time is still short, and the two of them have only tasted the skin when they join forces, and the wind gathering clouds are only slightly slowing down the speed of the formation of the sacrificial sword at this moment, and it has not changed the evil sacrifice of Shangsang who is sick and drinks blood.

The Qianfeng Sect is slightly inferior to the three major sword sects, but it is also a disciple of more than 1,000 ...... As the sacrificial sword on the altar in the air became longer and longer, in the major palaces and caves of the Qianfeng Gate, a blood-colored red light suddenly appeared, and at a glance, the entire Qianfeng Gate was like countless blood mountain passes gushing, and the hundreds, thousands of blood-colored red light seemed to drain a body, and was swallowed up by the sacrificial sword from all directions, screams and wails echoed through the heavens and the earth, and one by one innocent Qianfengmen disciples fell without knowing it.

"Daoist friends are indiscriminately sacrificing swords in my gate, is this to destroy my Qianfeng Gate?"

The three strongest people in the Qianfeng Sect who had reached the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm saw that the sect was instantly silent in a bloody and wailing, and they couldn't care so much anymore, and they all opened the cave heaven that was about to be consummated, and the three rounds of the cave heaven overlapped, holding the heart of defending the sect to Shang Sang.

"Is the Cave Heaven imprisoned? Hmph, compared to the Mixed Yuan Realm Cave Heaven that cultivated the Spatial Boundary Wall, it is inevitably too weak!"

Shang Sang was single-minded, and a starlight in the center of his eyebrows was victorious, shooting out, exploding in the sky, turning into a round of incomparably clear Cave Heaven with a space boundary wall, and he was sheltered within a radius of ten thousand zhang around him.

"Boom ......"

The cave heaven of the three late stage grandmasters of the cave heaven realm suddenly collided with the mixed yuan cave heaven of Shangsang, and above the sky, there were terrifying energy ripples, and Chu Muyun could even see that the space could not withstand this kind of power, and cracks began to appear.

"Shangsang, you can't leave today!"

Chu Muyun's hands froze, and the breath around him was as cold as a glacier and snow field in an instant, his eyes were cold, and his face was like an ice peak. An extremely cold artistic conception spreads out in all directions.

"Whew!"

A fierce cold wind suddenly howled in front of the Qianfeng Gate, the cold wind was like a knife, dull, as if the wailing and misery were covered, only the non-stop cold wind swept the empty field like bones.

"It's snowing?" Zang Ao, who was in the furnace in the distance, woke up from his recovery at this moment, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw pieces of hexagonal crystal snowflakes, falling silently.

In the next moment, Chu Muyun's low roar attracted his attention: "Second brother, let me take a look at the true Divine Arrow Technique in the Divine Arrow Valley!"

A breath of ancient, majestic divine bow emerged, and when Zang Feng saw it, there was unconcealed heat and excitement in his eyes. The power of the Divine Arrow Clan's bloodline in his body was about to move, as if he sensed the summoning of the Divine Bow, and there were signs of awakening.

Zang Feng's eyes were like fire, looking at the ancient ancestor patterns around the Yi Divine Bow, and he couldn't help but kneel down to worship the back of the majestic shore standing between heaven and earth.

He is not the legendary Yi God who shot down the nine Golden Crows with his bow, but with the blood of the Divine Arrow, he feels that the feeling of holding the Yi God Bow is several times higher than Chu Muyun.

"Again, Golden Crowling Arrow!"

The Yi Shen Bow was really extraordinary in Zang Feng's hands, the nine golden black feather arrows with the Yi Shen Bow were comparable to a holy weapon, and even the sacrificial sword platform that the Fengyun Divine Code couldn't help was actually cut off by this arrow and nine arrows, and hundreds of blood rays were instantly cut off. The sacrificial sword that was about to be born, the sacrificial offering that had lost its fresh blood, had to be fixed on the sacrificial sword platform.

"You can cut off the source of my sacrificial sword, your divine bow, this king wants it!"

At this moment, Shangsang was already completely crazy, although the Cave Heaven of his Mixed Yuan Realm was powerful, but at the same time, he was bitten by three Grandmaster masters of the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm, and it was a little difficult to get rid of it quickly.

Coupled with the cold ice and snow released by Chu Muyun, he felt a trace of cold current soaking his bones, and his movements even slowed down a little.

He had to admit that he had to fight against the three late stage grandmasters of the Cave Heaven Realm with his own strength, plus the Wind Clan Yun Clan Tianjiao who cultivated the Wind Cloud Divine Codex, as well as the young master of the Divine Arrow Valley who held the Divine Bow and had the bloodline of the Divine Arrow, and the Chu Muyun Strange Talent Xuanyuan Technique, which had always made him cautious and had to guard against it, was already his limit.

But with these alone, if you want to take his life, I'm afraid it's not enough!

Since there was a lack of blood to make the sacrificial sword born, he was willing to sacrifice at any cost...... With the most pious attitude, go to the mulberry to worship the sword platform and offer your own blood!

How could Chu Muyun let him get his wish, it was imperative to kill Shangsang today, and there would never be a half-point difference.

As soon as his heart moved, Tianyuan flickered in the center of his eyebrows, one, two...... A series of ten talent Xuanyuan magic divine patterns emerged, turning into a green fairy grass in front of his eyes, and the withered artistic conception of the ten divine patterns suddenly made the Shangsang of the sacrificial sword platform freeze in place.

Snow is still drifting between the heavens and the earth, but the traces of time have twisted and passed on Shangsang's body at a speed invisible to the naked eye......

Chu Muyun didn't know what kind of age his ten divine patterns would bring Shangsang to by the years, and he didn't want to wait for the results, just at the moment when Shangsang's figure was frozen, at the moment when Shangsang's body was drifting uncertainly in the river of his years, Chu Muyun spread his Kunpeng wings.

In the snowy sky, the temperature rose suddenly, and his arms were wrapped around the five golden fires, and a fist blasted out a pillar of fire like a fire dragon, cracking the earth, spreading to the feet of Shangsang, and then like a blooming fire lotus, blooming on the earth, the lotus fire was like a ghost vine, and in an instant, it was crawling all over the cave of the Mixed Yuan Realm.

Shangsang, along with the altar, was already shrouded in his own cave sky, and at this moment, the unfolding earth fire lotus flower set off a round of cave heaven, like the sun scorched by the fire of hell......