"Did you make a move?"

Luo Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction of Cangyou City.

Most of the incense in his hand had been burned, and he was waiting, waiting for the other party to make a move.

The dragon vein here was originally spiritual, but the so-called blood sacrifice array of the people set up by the other party was against the existence of heavenly principles, and the dragon vein here naturally could not allow such a yin and evil existence to do things on himself, so if he wanted to set up the array, he had to cut off the dragon vein.

As soon as the dragon vein is broken, it will enter the stage of self-protection, that is, the state of suspended animation, until the sea changes in the world, and there is a chance to let the broken parts heal again, or form a new dragon vein body, it is possible to wake up.

And what Luo Chen has to do now is to reconnect with the body of the dragon vein and awaken the spirit of the dragon vein.

Now that the dragon vein is broken and reconnected, the other party will definitely not give up, so Luo Chen needs to wait for the other party to strike first before he can make corresponding countermeasures.

Suddenly, he felt a large amount of blood steaming up from below.

It's not the kind of bloody qi full of resentment, but the spiritual blood qi that has been transformed by the dragon vein.

Luo Chen didn't know that these blood qi were the blood essence that seeped into those blood pools.

Is this a feedback?

Luo Chen laughed, channeled these blood qi into his body, and transformed it into his own qi and blood through the transformation of Chi Youba's body.

The blood and qi below continued to bubble out, and Luo Chen's comers swallowed them all without refusal. He found that these blood qi also contained a large amount of spiritual energy, and rushed into Luo Chen's dantian in one go, making his "Tao Te Ching" run on its own.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Wangwu watched the blood essence in the blood pool decrease little by little, and his heart was like a knife. An upright coffin gradually revealed its bloody face.

He looked up at the sky, and half a moon had already been eaten by the wolf.

"Forget it, let's start! Whether it can be fulfilled depends on the destiny of heaven!"

Zhou Wangwu made a move, and four jade plaques engraved with runes flew out, circled around him, and then turned into a streamer and flew to the stone tablet in all directions, submerging into it.

The coffins that had fallen to the ground due to the tremors of the mountain stood up instantly, and blood continued to seep out from under tens of thousands of coffins, and these blood flowed down the original ravines, without seeping into the cracked cracks at all.

At this time, a large number of bubbles kept coming out of the blood pool, as if they were boiling.

Zhou Wangwu raised his head, the light of the bright moon became more and more dim, and the starlight around him became brighter.

The starlight fell, and a few of the tens of thousands of coffins below suddenly began to tremble.

"Bang bang bang!"

More and more coffins began to tremble, but it was clear that they were coming in a certain rhythm. Then a large amount of black gas came out of these coffins, and then was absorbed by the obelisk tablets in all directions, and after a while, the four stone tablets were enveloped in black gas, but the dark red lines in them emitted a bright red light.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhou Wang's mouth hooked an arc.

It's almost there, it's almost there.

His gaze fell on the pool of blood in the middle of the square, where was a coffin made of pure gold!

Lying here is the ancestor of the Blood Knife Sect, Mo Yi, who is said to belong to the same era as that peerless demon, and has reached the peak of Jindan.

"Hehe, that fool Mo Jingnian, do you really think that my Burial Heaven Gate will be so kind to help them resurrect the ancestor?"

Zhou Wangwu stared at the pure gold coffin in a daze.

"Soon, I will personally refine a real blue-eyed flying zombie!"

His expression began to distort, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes.

His thin face and high cheekbones made him even more terrifying in the dim moonlight.

"As long as the bright moon returns, it will be the moment when Qingmu Fei is born!"

Then he glanced at the figures in dark red robes around the square, and he couldn't help but frown.

There are a total of twelve deacons of the Void Dan Realm and two elders of the Xuandan Realm.

He narrowed his eyes and said loudly, "Please join the Blood Sword Sect disciples!"

"Elder Zhou, what do you mean by this?"

The two elders sensed something was wrong and asked.

"Due to the damage to the leylines just now, a lot of blood essence has been lost, causing your ancestor to be unable to wake up for a while, so you need to contribute some of your essence blood. ”

"This ......" Everyone hesitated, obviously unable to judge the truth of what the other party said, and they were all stunned for a while.

"Hurry up, if you don't hurry up, if you miss this opportunity, your ancestors may be relieved, and there will be no chance of resurrection. ”

Zhou Wangwu urged eagerly. The look is as real as it gets.

Seeing this, the four elders said, "All the deacons do what Elder Zhou says!"

Twelve Void Pill Realm monks entered the formation, and Zhou Wangwu asked them to cut through their palms and then pressed their hands down on top of a random bronze coffin.

Soon, the faces of the twelve people turned pale, but Zhou Wangwu's face did not change in the slightest, and he turned to the two elders and said, "It's not enough, it seems that the two elders still need your help." ”

"This ......" The two were obviously unhappy, after all, once something happened to the two of them, the situation would completely fall into the control of the Burial Heaven Gate.

"Hehe, if the two of you don't want to, you can only wait for the return of the Mo City Lord to make a decision, but if your ancestor has any accidents during this period, I can't blame me. And without the help of the two, these twelve people are afraid that they will also be sucked dry, is this what the two want to see?"

After spitting out the words, Zhou Wangwu looked at the two, the two glanced at each other, and finally nodded and stepped into the formation.

Seeing this, the hidden smile on the corner of Zhou Wangwu's mouth finally stopped hiding and was unscrupulously revealed.

He turned his gaze to the southwest and said, "Elder Liu, you take the three deacons to clean up the stray hair in the southwest, and you want to destroy my big array, I want to see its head!"

"Yes!"

The four black-robed monks then turned and headed southwest.

As soon as the four of them left, there was a bang in the back mountain.

Mo Jingnian inserted a huge copper pillar embraced by three people into a spring, and the copper pillar was full of dark red blood lines, which were exactly the same as the lines on the obelisk.

"Poof!"

A strong wave of qi overturned it, and Mo Jingnian spat out four mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Let's go!" After Mo Jingnian saw the copper pillar firmly inserted in the spring, he waved his hand and said, "Look at how you did that week." ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, a mutation protruded behind him!

Luo Chen opened his eyes the moment the Broken Dragon Pillar was nailed into the spring.

"Six steps down is six heavens, six steps down, the dragon soul is in its old form!"

Luo Chen held high the three incense sticks that were about to be burned and took a step.

This step fell, and another jade plaque was shattered.

"Aang!"

Immediately after that, a loud dragon roar sounded, and it was heard in this valley.

With this dragon roar, the broken dragon pillar that had been inserted into the spring was violently thrown out by a huge force, and smashed into Mo Jingnian's back, although he was a Jindan monk, he was far from being the opponent of the dragon vein spirit, this pillar hit him, and instantly shook his internal organs into displacement, and a mouthful of blood spit out, suffering a lot of internal injuries.

"Door master!" The surrounding monks exclaimed.

On Luo Chen's side, the seventh step has not yet been taken, and the four figures carrying the coffin on their backs are approaching from far to near.

"Seven steps down is the seven heavens, seven steps down, the hidden dragon turns over!"