Xiao Yan also recognized Tong Ming when he heard the words of the blood lord.

He also turned into a yin corpse, and his thoughts were the same as Tong Ming's, and he also planned to blend into the yin corpse carrying the coffin, approach the main altar of the Ten Directions Blood Sacrifice, and destroy it.

His support is the Xuanwu Order.

Yes, just as Tong Ming turned around and looked at the blood lord after being recognized by the blood lord, Tong Ming noticed the coffin-carrying corpse behind the blood lord, and the yin corpse stone on his forehead was also black, so Tong Ming guessed that it was Xiao Yan's incarnation.

In just a moment, Xiao Yan had his own judgment: "Tong Ming is by no means a brave person, he dares to venture into danger, he must have something to rely on, his reliance is likely to be another ancestral secret talisman, enough to kill the ancestral secret talisman of the blood god son Yuan Shen clone, and the ancestral secret talisman that is definitely stronger than the power of the Xuanwu Holy Fire." Then let Tong Ming go in and destroy the main altar is more likely. ”

So, Xiao Yan winked at Tong Ming slightly.

Tong Ming understood.

The two determined their respective division of labor in a speechless tacit understanding.

This is the current scene, Xiao Yan suddenly made a move and attacked the blood lord.

The blood owl struggled frantically under the scorching of the Xuanwu Order and screamed wildly, Xiao Yan pressed it to the ground, and pushed the Xuanwu Order into his body...... In such a scene, the surrounding coffin-carrying corpses were indifferent, these low-level Yin corpses had extremely low spiritual intelligence, and they were insensitive to the outside world, and they only knew how to act mechanically according to the original instructions.

Soon, there was not much left of the coffin-carrying corpse in the teleportation circle.

There was only one Yin Corpse Cave disciple who was in charge of manipulating the teleportation array, the fifth layer of the Qi refining period, his face turned pale with fright, he leaned against the rock wall and trembled for a while, and finally mustered up his courage, as if he wanted to rescue the cave master blood lord.

Tong Ming stopped him.

"Activate the circle, immediately. Tong Ming drank the order.

The disciple looked at the yin corpse in front of him, only to feel that his head was dizzy for a while, and he was inexplicably frightened, he couldn't figure it out: "The yin corpse can actually speak." ”

At this time, Tong Ming was in the form of a yin corpse, tall and powerful, with a hideous and gloomy appearance, he held the blood yin coffin on his shoulder with one hand, and pointed to the activation device of the teleportation circle on the side cave wall with the other hand, and a coercion was released.

Tong Ming, who was in the triple condensation stage, was already an irresistible existence in front of the disciples of the fifth layer of the qi refining stage.

The disciple trembled and complied.

At the last moment when the teleportation circle was activated, Tong Ming clearly saw that the blood owl had stopped struggling, and there were raging flames coming out of his chest and abdomen.

Tong Ming casually turned into a second-grade poison arrow talisman to kill the disciple of the Yin Corpse Cave, and then he ran a few steps to catch up with the team carrying the coffin and refining the corpse in front, continued to pretend, and walked forward.

There was a short and fat master of the foundation building period, leading a group of corpse soldiers and corpse generals, hurriedly came, passed by Tong Ming and their corpse refining bodies, and rushed to the teleportation circle.

Tong Mingqi, who was in the form of a yin corpse, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he estimated: "Xiao Yan killed the blood lord, and then was sent back to the Xuanqi Sect by the teleportation array, it shouldn't be a big problem to escape with his cultivation during the foundation building period." ”

In this way, Tong Ming is alone.

Go deep into the Yin Corpse Cave, destroy the main altar of the Ten Directions Blood Sacrifice, and save the 100,000 cultivators in Danyang City...... "Can I do it?" Tong Ming had doubts, but he was more determined: "It's useless to think too much, do it." ”

Carrying the coffin and refining the corpse, one by one, walked along the winding cave for a while, turned a corner, and suddenly opened up.

The hundred-zhang altar stands impressively.

It's absolutely unimaginable and unbelievable, this is in the Yin Corpse Cave of the White Bone Mountain, in the underground cave, such a huge space has been opened up, and the main altar of the Ten Directions Blood Sacrifice of such a scale has been constructed, which is shocking.

Completely composed of gray boulders, the main altar is divided into nine layers, every ten zhang high is one layer, each layer has a circle of platforms, there are two stone steps from both sides up, from the bottom to the top.

Tong Ming, who was standing at the end of this team carrying coffins and refining corpses, looked up slightly to observe the main altar without moving, and his heart was also amazed.

He also noticed that each layer of the main altar was quite wide, and there were many cultivators sitting on it, and they meditated on the spot in groups of three, using their mana to urge various forms of magic weapons, some were transparent crystal balls the size of watermelons, some were pure white pure bottles as high as three feet, some were seven black jade beads flying in the air to form a unique aura, and there were also white skulls.

Tong Ming didn't know any of those magic weapons, but he quickly understood that the role of those magic weapons was: purification.

Refining and purifying essence blood.

Carrying the coffin and refining the corpse up the steps, the blood yin coffin was sent to the first platform, and the disciples of the Yin Corpse Cave took it, opened the coffin lid, put it in place, and there were three groups of cultivators to urge the magic weapon to directly absorb the essence blood in the coffin, and after a period of operation, it was transfused back into the blood yin coffin, and at this time, the essence blood had been reduced by about one-fifth.

This is the first purification.

Then the refining corpse carried the Blood Yin Coffin again and sent it to the second platform for the second purification.

There are five groups of cultivators on each layer who are responsible for purification, and there are even two groups of cultivators sitting in meditation near each group, and every once in a while, they switch with each other, because it is extremely costly to urge the magic weapon to purify the essence and blood, so it must be multiple groups of cultivators to take turns to run, and the replaced cultivators quickly take pills to meditate and recover.

In this way, there were dozens of cultivators on each floor, and there were a total of hundreds of cultivators on the entire main altar who were in charge of purification.

Thousands of refining corpses collected sacrificial essence blood from all over Danyang City, and then transported it back to the Yin Corpse Cave through the teleportation array, where it was purified layer by layer to reach the standard before finally being sent to the top floor of the main altar and injected into the blood pool.

The blood sacrifice of the ten directions, the bloody disaster of the cultivators.

Tong Ming felt that this was very slow.

Following the team carrying the coffin and refining the corpse, each layer was purified one by one, and the process of purification took a lot of time, so, it was very slow, and Tong Ming didn't want to wait.

Because every minute and every second, there are many innocent cultivators in Danyang City who have suffered misfortune.

"Fight. ”

Tong Ming left the corpse refining team and went straight up the stone steps, the rest of the refining corpses were naturally indifferent, and some cultivators also discovered him, he was still in the form of refining corpses, a refining corpse with low intelligence and only knowing how to act according to orders, it was really a very strange thing to leave the team and act without authorization.

Soon, a disciple from the Yin Corpse Cave chased after him and shook the Yin Corpse Bell at Tong Ming, trying to control him.

Tong Ming turned around and smiled at the disciple, laughing so much that the disciple was terrified, no one could stand it, the face of the corpse, the bright smile, how disgusting it looked.

Tong Ming raised his leg and kicked the Qi refining stage disciple down, allowing him to roll down the stone steps.

Then he hurried up, and in a few breaths reached the top of the main altar.

He saw pools of blood.

The blood pool is one zhang square, the blood mother lotus in the center of the blood pool, the huge flower bones are like the belly of a pregnant woman in October, and even the flower bones are still slightly trembling from time to time, as if the fetus is restless kicking in it, obviously, the blood god son conceived in it is close to maturity.

"It must be destroyed. Tong Ming was very clear.

However, before he could raise his left hand to activate the Immortal-level Runic Storm Heart Thunder, he felt a great danger rapidly approaching, turned his head, and was horrified, he saw a Yin corpse flying over, and the Yin Corpse Stone on his forehead turned out to be golden.

It is the Corpse King.