Requiem Mountain, the top of the mountain.

As soon as the faint aura of the holy beast appeared, the faces of the Night Clan changed in unison.

It turns out that this is the case, and it is no wonder that the path to the top of the mountain is roaming with thousands of dead souls, and it is difficult to reach the top.

At the top of the mountain, the three-headed holy relics only had heaven and earth consummated, and they were powerless to resist the combined suppression of power and contract spirits.

This - just appearances!

The altar is sealed with the incomparably precious Pure Holy Blood, which is taken from the body of the Holy Fetus, and has an inseparable and important connection with vitality, lifespan, and rank.

Such a treasure is useless for ordinary creatures.

Because they do not have the qualifications to absorb refining, they will only explode and die if they swallow it rashly, and they will not get any benefits.

But if the bloodlines are close, or there is overlap in ability.

Once the essence of blood is extracted, a drop of blood can reshape the foundation and achieve a true rebirth.

"They're ...... now Equivalent to the Holy Parent?! ”

The night smoke was frightened, and he was extremely embarrassed to avoid the rubber palm of the little monkey master.

Inadvertently stepping on the miasma of the scorpion demon, the boots forged from the tough animal skin rotted rapidly, forcing her to throw away her shoes and socks regardless of her image, and the contract spirit carried her on her back.

"No, although they are closer, they still need to go through the process of ascension in order to ascend to the Holy Throne."

Ye Mo maintained her usual composure, and with a shout, the beast herd led by the nine-clawed bear charged.

The oncoming little monkey man sneered, crossed his arms to block, and let the wild beast tide collide head-on.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

As if thousands of troops were marching quickly, the moment of collision, the little monkey master's body showed an unnatural twist, like a raised sharp corner, unloading more than ninety percent of the impact force.

The remaining Yicheng has no practical effect on its suddenly soft Q-bomb body.

"That's it?"

"Wasn't it arrogant just now? In the blink of an eye, how did the form flip? ”

The little monkey master who got carried away hid a knife in his smile.

The cricket girl, who moved to the dead corner of its back in an instant, kicked her legs hard, and the circle-like pointing sound wave covered the back of the little monkey's head.

"Master, I'm alert!"

The little monkey didn't look back, but his neck suddenly stretched out, easily avoiding this sneak attack.

Then, its feet also became longer, like two pythons out of a hole, sweeping across the three-hearted cicadas on the other side.

The three-hearted cicada, which was accumulating strength, was forced to interrupt the spell casting and had to flapp its wings and flee.

"How can this be, absorb the energy of the pure holy blood, and further enhance the potential, I think, why is there such an amazing increase in combat effectiveness?!"

Nighttooth was confused, he had been standing in the corner, and although he had not been killed by the astonishing turn of events, it was the suppression of his blood, which had caused his contract spirit to fall into confusion and fear, and this feeling of being on the verge of losing control was not pleasant.

"It is precisely because they have just been absorbed that during this time period, their combat power will surpass the rank."

Ye Yun opened her lips and teeth lightly, and as she moved quickly, a trumpet-shaped energy substance condensed on the top of her head.

Then, after charging for three seconds, as the pores of the whole body gradually opened, Ye Yunruo took a deep breath and sang loudly.

"Ahh

Circles and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, from point to surface, turned into ripples and rippled layer by layer.

Ye Hanjun couldn't hear anything clearly, but the little monkey suddenly covered his head, and his face was full of impatience.

"It's noisy! It's noisy! Shut up the master! ”

"Isn't it just sonic skills? I also have one, sir! ”

"Roar!!

The "Sound of Fury", which had been used once before, exploded again.

This time it was not an order of magnitude at all, and the area that the little monkey master's blood basin mouth was facing, like a wild beast bursting through, and the rock melted from solid to gaseous, and with a roar, the ground was devastated.

"Ahem!"

Ye Yunruo's complexion suddenly turned from white to pale, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and the coldness in the depths of her eyes deepened.

"Can't be wrong, this is equivalent to immeasurable combat power!"

"In this way, the wine demon and the scorpion demon are roughly similar."

"Ye Mochou don't worry, although he has not yet reached the realm of full consummation, and the battle across the big rank is also accompanied by danger, but after all, he has the power of the S-level, and with the support of the Abyss of Destruction, it is indeed possible to defeat the non-aggressive type of wine demon."

"Ye Aobai, Ye Buqun, and we are bound to fall into a bitter battle, and we are often between life and death."

Ye Yunruo's voice is no longer as thin as a mosquito and fly, and the sweet and pleasant sound quality is like coming to the nature of birds and flowers, which is easy to immerse yourself in, rather than subconsciously ignoring it.

Ye Han Jun is solemn, he has qualifications and super-spirituality, and the results of his judgment are more accurate than Ye Yunruo.

At this time, the three Holy Relic Veins were all in a state of "Holy Blood Madness".

According to common sense, the most conservative strategy is to avoid a fight and wait patiently for the boiling blood to cool and subside.

But by doing so, they may escape.

Once you escape from Requiem Mountain and enter the tomb of Shura, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and if you want to catch it again, it may be more difficult than turning the sky.

"Boom!"

Gotayu's eyes flickered, and the giant shield golem stood in front of the Night Cold King, and the huge shield was like an iron city wall.

The rubber palm that the little monkey master slapped finally touched the opponent, and he could no longer sweep away as he wanted.

"Hey, that stupid big guy over there, can you be smarter!"

"If you cooperated with the master, we would have killed this group of people a long time ago!"

The little monkey master scolded, but he still couldn't summon the help of the scorpion demon, and he was so angry that he snorted smoke in his nose.

Its perception is very keen, and its current enhanced state is time-sensitive, and if they don't break through in time and fight blindly, they will only get into trouble again.

But the scorpion demon who was beaten just now and had no power to fight back was red-eyed at this moment, and the only reason he had was devoured.

On the other hand, Ye Buqun and Ye Aobai are miserable.

The rotten skull of heaven and earth is divided in two by scissors and pliers.

The black shark crocodile king, the tyrannosaurus dragon, and the tyrannosaurus are all in a state of broken tails, dripping blood, and screaming constantly.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

The little monkey master glanced at it, completely dispelled the idea of advancing and retreating together, and instead used his "rubber feet" to leap thousands of meters high.

The oncoming giant shield golem, like a jumping goat, made it jump over at once.

"It's going to escape? So decisive? ”

Ye Mo stopped the charge and looked surprised:

"As long as you can hold it back and hold on until Big Brother Mochou triumphs, it will still be a turtle in an urn."

"But if we escape at this time, with the flexibility of its rubber body, we can't stop it at all."

"That's fine."

Ye Yunruo looked at the place where the blood lock was broken, and her cold gaze was the same as always:

"That way, we'll have enough men to support those two aggressive guys and work together to take down the Scorpion Demon."

"But what Brother Mochou meant just now...... It seems that he wants to take down all the three holy relics, and he doesn't want to give up any of them. ”

Ye Xun bit his lip, and looked at the back of the little monkey master farther and farther away with some unwillingness.

"The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and the two holy relics, one of which is still prepared by him, should be satisfied."

If Ye Yun ignores it, it is a matter of personal life and death, and the young emperor's order can also be used as a deaf ear, so there is no need to pay special attention.

"Brothers and sisters, I'm here to help you!"

At the moment of galloping, the little monkey master just probed down the mountain, and suddenly shrank back with an ugly face.

The passage down the mountain was blocked by all the undead of Wu Yang.

There was a wizened figure in a cloak, silently at the center of the wave of the undead.

When he looked up, the little monkey master didn't see a flesh and blood face, just a pale skeletal head, and a swaying emerald green soul fire.

"It's Ye Buyi, and he has also entered Requiem Mountain!"

Ye Xun exclaimed, first dumbfounded, then overjoyed.

It would not be surprising that any young king came here, even if it was Ye Hanjun.

But Ye Buyi is different, he is an A-level "necromancer"!

Such a position is best suited to fighting in a cold and bitter place, where countless corpses are often buried, which can be called upon as his servants.

Needless to say, Requiem Mountain is full of floating undead as far as the eye can see.

The wind blows in the ears, bringing the weeping of the dead.

But in the eyes of the necromancer, this is a place of pilgrimage, a paradise where souls burn!

"Boom!"

The "Corrupt Knight", who evolved from the Festering Knight, rules over tens of thousands of revenant souls and follows the example of Yemo to charge.

The "Immortal Corpse Demon", which evolved from the undead corpse demon, changed the nature of melee combat and strengthened the movement speed of the undead army with a revenant spell.

The "Jinling Bone Demon", which evolved from the Rotten Bone Demon, is shining with golden light, like a holy lord in the army, holding a giant bone sword and stepping on the coffin board, with a monstrous momentum.

"Boom-"

The "Dead Bone Vortex" continues to open, and in distant places, there are still dead souls who keep coming, and then merge into the army, at the mercy of the night cloth.

The little monkey who wanted to leave the top of the mountain retreated again and again, and was gradually forced back.

"Damn, you humans are even more demonic than us demon beasts!"

The little monkey master who was so angry that he scolded was another angry voice, and the soul at the front disappeared in an instant.

But it didn't work, there were too many undead, and the vacant slots would be filled in no time.

It was only a very brief interval, and around the top of Requiem Mountain, there was a forbidden area imposed by the night cloth clothes, and the surrounding souls of the dead made it impassable.

"Hahaha, Buyi's rank doesn't seem to be as good as mine, such a fish-in-water posture has a bit of a heroic posture!"

Ye Buqun, who was holding a rib in his hand, sprayed blood foam, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

Ye Aobai, who was unruly in the early days, but also had the temperament of a literati and inkman, was now carried by the "three-in-one head" composed of a bloody skull, a rotten skull, and a rock skull, and one thigh was tattered and hung weakly in the air.

"Good...... Very good......"

"This king likes this ferocious look, this scorpion demon...... It will be the king's bag! ”

"Hey, how old are you?"

Ye Buqun gasped, turned around and scolded, without a bit of concession.

"Brothers, don't worry, if you have a fate, you don't invite yourself, if you don't have a fate, you can't ask for it."

"I'm the main attack, you cooperate, first put these two holy relics in the town of the terrier

"Hey, now you're the boss here, you tell us, we'll do it."

Ye Aobai spit out a broken tooth, and the face smeared with blood overflowed with madness in his bones.

"I ......"

Ye Buyi shook the soul fire, and just as he wanted to clarify the direction of the attack, the soul fire jumped violently, as if he was suddenly frightened.

"Boom!!"

Another golden light rushed into the sky, and the undead ice that it touched disintegrated, and wisps of soul smoke rose up.

The mountain peak under everyone's feet shook again, and in the center of the original three altars, another golden altar rose from the ground.

"The fourth altar?!"

Ye Mo lost her composure, and her straight eyes were full of disbelief.

"How many Holy Relic Veins are sealed in Requiem Mountain?"

Ye Yunruo was also confused, and her eyelashes fluttered gently, telling the unrest in her heart.

"No, this one is more dangerous!"

In a flash, Ye Hanjun saw the other party's form.

He didn't have time to launch the qualification appraisal, but he suddenly jumped his temples, which was enough to show the severity of the crisis.

"Whew!"

A cloud of red mist fell from the sky, exploding like fireworks.

Night tooth, night smoke, night group, night arrogant, night Yunruo, and night Hanjun were suddenly pulled into a chaotic world, reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, bowing their heads and not seeing their toes.

A second ago, there was a roar of dead souls in my ears, a trance, and the surroundings were suddenly quiet.

The darkness that almost wants to devour people's hearts, wrapped in the cold wind of the most yin and evil, erodes the flesh and blood over and over again.

"Guagua? Flower candles? ”

Ye Hanjun called twice, and his face changed drastically.

It's not the real world, he's pulled into a fantasy!

What he maintains is the dominant state of Agifra, what kind of mental impact can form such a crushing offensive?!

"Boom!"

A dull bell rang, the darkness receded, and a miniature sun suddenly appeared in the sky overhead.

Night Hanjun suddenly looked up, and a ball of fireball that rotated at high speed cracked in the middle, revealing a void hole.

Endless heaven and earth energy surged from all directions, and the fireballs gradually became violent, so the sea of fire set off seemed to burn the entire world into nothingness.

"Nirvana...... Artillery? ”

Ye Hanjun, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, had chapped lips and a chill in his back.

His pupils compressed into the shape of pinpoints, and once again he watched the horrific vision emerge from nothing, finally locking onto the center of his brow.

And this time, there was no silence by his side.

Guagua, Flower Candle, Ejifra, Juexian, Goose Daxian - none of them are around.

"No, it's Nightmare Falcon's racial skill Nightmare Return, it's all illusions!"

Panic, fear, worry, helplessness...... All kinds of negative emotions have risen and cannot be suppressed.

A warm energy enveloped the body out of nowhere, and the cold was half dissipated, and the Night Hanjun woke up in horror.

He pursed his lips as he looked at the soon-to-be-formed extermination cannon above his head, his thoughts falling like lightning.

"Nightmare Falcon, a descendant of the Holy Fetus Wings of Terror, has less than one percent of the bloodline of its ancestors."

"And the "Wings of Terror" is said to not be from the Feather Clan of the Near Ancient Universe, but from the more ancient Ancient Universe, that is, the era when the first ancestor was born......"

Ye Hanjun has always been in a state of panic, even if he deliberately stabilizes his mind, this special fantasy space is also intensifying his negative emotions again and again.

He thought of many, many things, and any piece of information he had at hand could prove that the Wings of Terror did not belong to the ordinary Holy Clan.

Among all the holy beasts, this vein did not dare to say that it was at the top, but it was definitely biased towards the upper reaches.

Legend has it that the Nightmare Falcon is just one of several different descendants of the Wings of Terror, and its ability to inherit is quite limited.

But with a glance just now, Night Hanjun was 100% sure that Nightmare Falcon's body was burning with holy blood.

In other words, the Ancestor left the Pure Blood Essence of the Wings of Terror in Requiem Mountain, and the Nightmare Falcon that absorbed this bloodline has the possibility of atavism?

"Boom!!"

The mind was still spinning, but the sky was shattered.

Once again, the flow of time has become extraordinarily slow.

In the suffocating scorching, Ye Hanjun heard the deafening sound of shelling, and his soul was like a glass mirror that was about to be shattered, cracks climbed, and the feeling of brokenness became more and more intense.

The crimson fireball has finally fallen!

It carries the aura of destruction that wants to wipe out all living beings in heaven and earth, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating madly.

Ye Hanjun clenched his fists, closed his eyes suddenly, and reminded himself over and over again that this was an illusion, this was an illusion.

"Boom !!"

The smoke and dust were billowing and the tongue of fire was raging, and the Night Hanjun snorted, opened his eyes suddenly, and the red flames all disappeared.

He returned to the top of Requiem Mountain.

A little closer, Guagua didn't know how many times he released the "Super Purification", and his face was tired.

But it succeeded, looking at the maggot-like wriggling red mist, a large piece leaving the head of the Night Hanjun, it nodded, and the little pride flashed away.

"Are you alright, sir?"

On the side, the flower candles and the goose fairy are all guarding by his side.

There is also the Giant Shield Golem, which also looks like a giant standing there, guarding against attacks from all angles.

"The soul is tired, but fortunately it is fine."

Ye Hanjun spat out a mouthful of turbid gas, and the re-lit Magatama eyes looked into the distance.

Even he was at the mercy of Agifra, and he was pulled into a nightmare all at once.

Ye Buqun, Ye Aobai and others are even more defenseless.

They are used to being arrogant on weekdays, but at this time they suddenly show painful, desperate, and frightened expressions, muttering to themselves in their sleep, and sometimes shaking their hands and feet to make struggling movements, which is somewhat unbelievable.

But Ye Hanjun couldn't laugh at them, Ye Yunruo, who had the power of sound waves and was afraid that her soul strength was a little higher than that of Ejifra, was also pulled into a nightmare.

There is also Ye Buyi, he is a necromancer, and all his life's cultivation is souls, but at this time, he is surrounded by thousands of dead souls, turning into a skeleton body that lacks subjective consciousness, floating aimlessly in the air.

They are trapped in dreams, facing the fear and despair of the past, playing to the death, dying and throeping, in a state of extreme danger.

And the initiator of all this is still flying in the overwhelming red mist, and there are so many shadows that it is difficult to capture its true body.

"Human friend, let me come."

"I have a new piano song, my heart is happy, and I want to share it with you." (End of chapter)