"Okay, my sister is also tired, so let's hurry down. Xun Qiu looked at the little guy who was lying in Xiao Yelan's arms and didn't want to leave, and said helplessly, and was about to reach out and pull it off Xiao Yelan's arms.

Woo!

The little guy bared his teeth at Xun Qiu, looking like he was about to bite, and obviously did not want to leave such a wonderful place to sleep.

Xiao Yelan was provoked by this scene to laugh, her body shook slightly with laughter, and the fullness of her chest was also turbulent.

Xun Qiu sighed helplessly, he could only rely on this little thing, now he was only afraid that when he saw Wan'er or Yingying, this little thing should not be occupied like this, otherwise it would be better not to adopt it and simply throw it away.

I thought I had picked up a cute and powerful little guy, but I didn't expect this little thing to be smart and cute at the same time, but it was also a little pervert.

"I'm telling you, when I see the other sisters, you can't be like this anymore, or I'll lock you up. Xun Qiu glared at the little one, trying to make himself look terrible, and said to the little one in a threatening tone.

Xiao Yelan glanced at Xun Qiu, and said coquettishly: "Even eating the vinegar of a small animal is really a pervert." ”

Xun Qiu felt wronged and said, "What's wrong with me." ”

The little guy looked at the two bickering, his eyes rolled mischievously, and then he actually put a paw on Xiao Yelan's upright left chest, and then looked at Xun Qiu with a very provocative gaze, like a demonstration.

Xiao Yelan couldn't help laughing, and Xun Qiu had no way to take this person and beast, so he simply ignored them and walked forward alone.

The two of them and the strange beast passed through the statue of the god of killing, and just as they were about to leave, the peak of the mountain where the stone statue of the god of killing was placed suddenly began to shake violently.

Thundered!

There seemed to be a sudden earth-shattering explosion at the bottom of the mountain, Xun Qiu looked towards the bottom of the mountain, and found that cracks appeared there, and these cracks spread rapidly after they appeared, and soon spread to most of the mountain.

As the cracks spread, the mountain began to sink, and in almost a few breaths, the mountain of more than 50 zhang was cut by a third. Those soul clans who were kneeling in front of the mountain also realized that the situation was not good, and they all looked up, their faces full of fear.

A roar came from nowhere, and then the soul clan kneeling in front of the mountain all let out a piercing roar towards the sky.

The soul roared and filled the whole world, bursts of incomparably terrifying energy fluctuations, diffusing from those thick soul qi masses in the sky, Xun Qiu and Xiao Yelan looked up, and found that a layer of rolling black clouds appeared in the sky, and in the depths of that cloud, there was a huge dark red shadow constantly rolling.

These three mountains were preceded by square altars the size of a thousand zhang, all of which were made of white bones, and a mighty and eerie aura surrounded the altars. There were thousands of soul clans on each of the three altars, and there was an old man in a dark red robe at the front of the altar on the left, an old man in a black robe on the middle platform, and a green robe on the right.

As the mountain where the God of Killing was placed began to collapse, the Soul Clan on the altar corresponding to this mountain roared even more wildly.

They were still kneeling on the altar, just raising their heads and roaring, and the dark red robe priest in front of the altar who was holding a black rod, which seemed to be presiding over the sacrificial ceremony, screamed wildly, as if reciting some strange incantation, and the black staff in his hand danced wildly, drawing dark red mysterious spells on the altar.

Xun Qiu and Xiao Yelan saw that as the soul clan sacrifice accelerated speed, the black light spots that emerged from the soul clan's body on the altar became more and more intense, and these black light spots changed into mysterious and ancient symbols in mid-air, like spell marks containing evil energy, and then all drilled into the stone statue of the killing god.

These evil spells turned into a long black river that poured into the head of the stone statue of the god of slaughter.

This is clearly an ancient and evil energy inheritance ritual.

Bang!

The mountain on which the stone statue of the Killing God stepped completely collapsed, but the stone statue of the Killing God that was more than 100 feet tall did not fall, but stood in the air, as if an invisible energy was dragging him back.

This scene made countless soul clans bow frantically.

The black clouds in the sky became more and more dense, and in addition to the huge dark red shadow in the black clouds, it seemed that there were endless murderous spirits condensed in the void, and they looked down from above the black clouds, enveloping everything under the black clouds in their endless ferocity.

The old sacrificial black rod on the altar shook, and a dark red light curtain suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, and three shadows of two people, one beast appeared on the light curtain, and two of the figures happened to be Xun Qiu and Xiao Yelan.

The eyes of countless soul creatures instantly looked in the direction where the two of them were.

Woohoo!

The old priest of the soul clan roared wildly after seeing this scene, and countless soul clans rushed towards this side like locusts.

"Qiankun is full of water!" Xun Qiu instantly raised his energy to the extreme, his palm pressed forward, and suddenly the earth within a range of more than ten miles cracked, and the turbulent water rushed into the sky, instantly turning into an ocean, and those souls were swept into the huge waves before they could get close.

The endless ocean was surging wildly, the three altars were all submerged, and nearly 10,000 soul clans were all shrouded by the waves in an instant, and the sacrificial ceremony was also terminated.

Magic is different!

Xun Qiu secretly exclaimed, and couldn't help but think of how powerful the predecessor who had flooded the soul domain for thousands of miles with one move.

But Xun Qiu then discovers that things are far from being as simple as he imagined!

When he launched the Qiankun Water Flood, the endless soul shadows on the black clouds in the sky had already gathered towards the idol of the Killing God, and the idol of the Killing God seemed to have been replenished with energy and began to shake continuously.

It's about to wake up!

Xun Qiu's face was shocked, although he could guess that this stone statue was not the real body of the Killing God, but if he had the energy blessing of the Killing God, even if it was one or two percent of the energy, I believe it could easily destroy him.

What is the god of killing, that is the fierce god of 10,000 years ago, the deputy god who is famous for his ferocious killing, even if all the immortal gods in the 10,000-year history of the continent are included, its combat power is enough to rank in the top twenty.

At this time, the souls that were not killed under the cover of the waves came out through the water one after another, and after these soul clans were reduced by seven or eighty percent, the rest were all people with extraordinary strength.

The old priests on the three altars got together, and Xun Qiu found that these three old guys were actually all Venerable-level cultivators.

These three old priests have lived for five or six thousand years, and they have been guarding here since the last realm war, responsible for collecting the power of the three gods, hoping to awaken them.

In the past thousands of years, the three old priests have started from the original souls, and have become the sacrifices that preside over the sacrificial ceremony step by step, and their cultivation has also made great progress, although they are not born to fight, so they do not have the title of Venerable, but those Venerables with titles are difficult to be their opponents.

The soul creature believes in the Soul Ancestor, and the Soul Ancestor is one of the two deputy gods under the Hades God Cangdi, so the Hades God Cangtu and the other God of Killing have also become the objects of their worship. In the last realm war, all the three gods were killed, but their energy was scattered in this vast soul domain, and they thought day and night that one day they would gather the energy of the three gods and lead them back out of the soul domain and occupy heaven and earth.

"What now?" said the priest on the left, dressed in blood-red sacrificial robes.

"Now that the sacrifice is underway, and the Lord Killing God has already shown signs of awakening, it is absolutely not okay to interrupt the ritual like this. The priest on the right said.

"But it takes the strength of the three of us to keep the sacrificial ritual going, and we can't do it. ”

The shorter priest in the middle thought for a moment and said, "We will continue to preside over the sacrifice, and at the same time attach some of our power to the body of the Killing God, and let him help us kill the invaders." ”

With that, the three old priests sat in a triangular volley, and the three streams of dark red, dark green, and black energy emerged from their bodies, and then joined together, condensing into a three-color energy, which was injected into the idol of the killing god.

At the same time, the three old priests also lit up with black points of light, and these black points of light turned into strange spell marks, like a black river, which continued to pour into it from the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Killing God.

The black clouds in the sky had already shown signs of dissipating, but at this time, they condensed again.

"Second and third, we all use ninety percent of our strength to maintain the sacrificial ceremony, and allocate one percent of our strength to the Killing God and kill the invaders!" The old black-robed priest in the middle roared, and more black points of light appeared on their bodies, and these black points of light condensed into a spell and turned into a larger stream of black energy, which was injected into the body of the Killing God from the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

As soon as each priest successfully gathered the three-colored energy from the chest of the Killing God, the four arms of the Killing God began to shake, and then he took a step forward in the air and moved.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the idol of the God of Killing actually began to move, Xun Qiu hurriedly summoned a dark red ghost twenty zhang large, like a dark red lightning, and fled into the distance.

When he flew out of a hundred zhang distance, Xun Qiu instantly felt a very oppressive energy grab him, he turned his head to look, and found that the killing god had already grasped the dark red Netherworld with an arm.

In front of this statue of the Killing God, which is almost a hundred zhang in size and has more than ten zhang in the palm of his hand, the remnant soul of Xun Qiu is really a little small.