"The first one said, There is no sacrifice...... shall not live forever......"

In the hoarse voice, there is less confusion at this moment.

Thick malice and evil thoughts surged out overwhelmingly at this moment.

Brush!

The moment Shang Yu raised his head and revealed his face covered with dense wounds, a mighty invisible impact force suddenly rushed towards Wang Yan.

This is a rather weird, unguardable terrifying force, the moment this impact force appeared, Wang Yan's hair stood on end, but he had suffered a loss before, and his vigilance in his heart had never relaxed, at this moment at the moment when the strange impact power appeared, Wang Yan almost instinctively leaned back, with a touch of his waist in his hand, a rusty sword had appeared in his hand, and he swiped upwards like lightning.

While!

There was obviously nothing in the void, but the moment Wang Yan's long sword was lifted, it was as if he had collided with something invisible but tangible in the void.

With a loud bang, endless ripples seemed to ripple in the air at this moment.

After a collision, Wang Yan staggered back.

There was already a look of horror in his eyes.

"What is this? Mental power?"

This Shang Yu has a strange ability that can have a huge impact on his spirit.

Wang Yan knew this.

But he didn't expect that this power would be able to interfere with the real world other than the spirit.

If it weren't for his own timely sword, he would have blocked that power.

I'm afraid it's not just a matter of being impacted.

I'm afraid that my whole head will burst open in an instant.

"It's not mental power, what kind of power is it?"

Wang Yan clearly realized that this was not spiritual power.

Although it seems to have some similarities with spiritual mental power, it is fundamentally different from that spiritual mental power.

This power is already above the spiritual power!

Compared with spiritual power, lethality is not a level at all!

"Sacrifice...... You...... Become, sacrifice, send me eternal life!"

A low roar echoed through the dim hall of firelight.

The Shang Yu in a Taoist robe stepped out, and the moment he raised his hand to grab it, a strange and wooden face appeared in the void, and each face was as wooden and weird as a woodcut, like a peeled skin, stiff and weird.

Strange faces appeared in the void, as if they had turned into a large net of human faces, and quickly fell towards Wang Yangai.

At this moment, Wang Yan once again felt a familiar sense of restraint.

Just like the little worm whose body was frozen in amber when facing the head of the medicine peak that day, its movements were stiff and weak, and it was almost impossible to move.

The faces were covered, and Wang Yan wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be in a deep quagmire, not to mention dodging, and he couldn't even move his feet.

The void around him seemed to freeze, confined him to a narrow space.

The faces of the people, wooden and weird, in all directions, the mouths of each face opened slightly, and a great suction force spread out from the faces, gathering together, as if turning into an extremely powerful whirlpool, sweeping towards Wang Yan.

The body couldn't move, and at this moment, Wang Yan, who was stiff in place, felt that the blood in his body seemed to be absorbed by the terrible suction transmitted from all directions, and the blood vessels were swollen and painful, as if the blood vessels in the body were about to burst open at this moment, and all the blood would be absorbed out of the body by the countless faces in the air.

"Open!"

At the moment of crisis, Wang Yan suddenly let out a loud shout.

When the sound of shouting fell, countless ice crystals suddenly appeared densely in the void in front of him, as if turning into a wall of ice spikes, blocking in front of Wang Ember and crashing towards the countless faces in the air.

Bang Bang Bang!

In an instant, a large number of explosion sounds were transmitted, and the needle-piercing wall transformed by ice crystals shattered instantly at the moment of collision with those countless human faces, and the countless ice crystals that were shattered seemed to be absorbed by the human faces, and the wooden human faces seemed to have grown at this moment.

The scene in front of him made Wang Yan couldn't help but show surprise.

Fang Cai's move was a true scripture that he had obtained from Elder Sun's memory.

It is called Wanyuan Palm Ice Dictionary.

I have to say that as an elder-level figure, although this Elder Sun is above the Medicine Peak, he is only the weakest elder.

But the lethality of this true scripture he cultivated is amazing, and between his shots, the void freezes, and the lethality is even far above that of the Blood Demon Killing Sutra.

Now Wang Yan's strength has reached the late stage of the Qi Sea realm.

He really didn't expect that his offensive would be so easily cracked by the merchant in front of him.

However, even though the offensive was so easily broken by this Shang Yu, it still bought Wang Yan a short buffer time.

The true qi and gang qi in Wang Yan's body were steaming at this moment.

The blood rushes along the blood vessels in the body, like the Yangtze River, and when it hits the blood vessels, there is an amazing sound of "bang-la-la".

"Break it for me!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, and there were wisps of sweat steaming up above his head.

With his roar.

The strange force that restrained him in place and couldn't move at all was finally forcibly reopened by him!

Whoa!

It was clear that there was nothing around, but the moment he broke free from the invisible restraint, there seemed to be the sound of countless glass shards falling around him.

Wang Yan, who had broken free from the shackles, jumped out like a spirit monkey, and instantly withdrew dozens of meters away when the dense human faces were covered.

Bang!

The man's face fell silently, seemingly fluttering, but the moment it came into contact with the ground, there was a huge roar, as if an elephant was stepping, the ground was shaking, and the entire hall was faintly shaking at this moment.

The terrible and shrill screams echoed throughout the hall, and the portal opened in the void, and dense ghosts swarmed out from the illusory portal, making a terrible and piercing cry, rushing towards Shang Yu like moths to a fire.

"Offering ......"

Shang Yu's dark eyes emitted a cold light, like a tiger seeing its prey, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and in an instant, a huge human face appeared behind him.

The man's face opened his mouth and sucked, and suddenly the wind raged in the void, and the countless ghosts seemed to be uncontrollable, and they were sucked into the mouth of the huge face in just an instant.

The human face faintly became a little enlarged, as if absorbing the countless ghosts, adding some kind of power to the human face.

And under the finger of the Shang Yu again, the face that had grown a lot was slowly shrinking in the air.

The next moment, it turned into a thread of incense that was only the length of a hair, and fell into the incense burner in front of the idol.

"What is this?"

Such a strange scene, Wang Yan's eyelids jumped.

Absorb your own offensive and transform it into incense?

This Shang Yu, even if it becomes such a monster, is it still paying tribute?

"Kill!"

Although he was surprised in his heart, Wang Yan's movements did not slow down in the slightest.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the whole person seemed to turn into a cloud of green smoke, and between his steps, he seemed to carry some kind of mysterious trajectory, approaching the Shang Yu in an instant.

This is a supernatural ability.

The name is Zhou Xuyou Tianbu, which was also obtained from the memory fragments of Elder Sun.

This week, there were seven layers, but Elder Sun had only practiced to two levels.

Wang Yan, who had inherited the memory of Elder Sun, naturally only learned two layers of this week's Void Wandering Heavenly Steps.

However, Rao is like this, at this moment, between the steps, Wang Yan's figure is already quite mysterious, although the pace is urgent and fast, but every step is like a measurement, and in the blink of an eye, he is approaching in front of the Shang Yu.

Brush!

Between the raised hands, a black light bloomed, and a sword slashed towards the Shang Yu.

Phew!

The rusty sword slashed down and landed on the Shang Yu in front of him.

However, Wang Yan's complexion changed.

What came from the blade of the sword was not the hard touch of the sword falling on the real thing.

It's a sense of lightness and powerlessness that seems to fall on cotton.

And in the next second, the "Shang Yu" in front of him was like smoke, distorting little by little, and then dissipating into the air.

Afterimage!

This turned out to be an afterimage!

There was a sudden chill behind him, and when Wang Yan's complexion changed, he didn't think about it, and handed out a backhand sword.

Clang!

The rusty sword slammed into a pair of stiff palms.

At the moment of collision, the rusty sword shattered inch by inch.

Wang Ember didn't hesitate, the moment the rusty sword broke, he let go of the only remaining hilt in his hand, stepped around the void, and quickly retreated.

However, the figure in the Taoist robe was like a bone appendage, and it didn't follow an inch.

The two figures chased and fled, and the distance was rapidly shortening.

"This Shang Yu will even travel around the world!"

Wang Yan recognized that the steps taken by this Shang Imperial Court were also Zhou Xuan Tianbu!

And obviously, Shang Yu's mastery of Zhou Xuyou Tianbu is much higher than him!

In a few breaths, the Shang Yu had already caught up with Wang Yan.

"I can't escape!"

An invisible force quickly enveloped Wang Yan's body, and a strong sense of crisis quickly permeated.

Wang Yan's eyes flashed.

Wipe the palm of your hand around your waist.

A rusty sword was held in his hand again.

"Slash!"

A strong sense of crisis made the hairs on his body stand up at this moment.

At the moment when the tsunami-like pressure surged, Wang Yan suddenly stopped, and the powerful recoil force actually stepped on a deep hole in the ground of this hall.

Mark time.

Twist the body.

A sword!

It condensed all his spirit, like a lightning bolt that cut through the darkness.

Swing out!

Phew!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through a scarf resounded in the hall.

Even the rows of bronze candlesticks on both sides of the hall were extinguished by the wind set off by the rusty sword at this moment.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

A moment later,

Phew.

A subtle voice rang out.

A little candlelight started beating again.

In the dim light of the fire.

A tall figure in a Taoist robe still stood in the main hall.

Unlike before, the tall figure had only one arm intact at this time, and there was a deep wound on his body that almost cut him off.

The tall figure was silent, and in the other hand, he carried the neck of a figure and lifted the figure in mid-air.

The figure didn't struggle at all, and had lost its breath.