With the mirage's roar, its upper shell opened completely, revealing its flesh inside. The flesh was silvery-white, filling the gaps between the shells, and still slowly wriggling, looking disgusting. At this time, in the middle of the silver-white flesh, a pool of blood appeared, and the pool was filled with red blood, and the blood was also flowing slowly, emitting a strong smell of blood.

With the appearance of this blood pool, the miasma above the sky slowly dissipated, and the dark clouds in the sky converged here, accompanied by the chirping of ghosts in the dark clouds, and it seemed that countless resentful spirits were about to rush out of the dark clouds.

The third elder said in a low voice: "It's not good, this is the most powerful blood sacrifice technique in the Demon Dao, according to the level of cultivation of the person who casts the spell, the demon spirits that can be summoned are also different in strength and weakness." With the strength of this mirage, I am afraid that the demon spirits it has recruited are at least emperor-level existences. The little princess is in danger!"

The fourth elder secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Third sister, if you fight for our lives, you must protect the little princess thoroughly, otherwise I will die and will not be redeemed." ”

The third elder said: "Well, when the matter is urgent, we will take action together, and we will fight with our lives to save the little princess." ”

Kang Wansheng on the side was also very anxious, but he thought about it, this was just a test set by the Martial God, how could he really let his heirs be harmed. Maybe at the last moment, Valkyrie will have a way to solve it. So he whispered this idea to the two elders. The two elders also felt reasonable, but in case of a mistake, they would not be able to deal with each other in front of Hua Zhixiao. Therefore, I cheered up and paid close attention to the Du dance in the field.

Du Wu's move just now split a crack in the illusion formed by the mirage, and the pressure felt lighter, but he still couldn't break out of the illusion, but the dizziness of his mind felt slightly better. She also saw what the mirage had done, and wanted to stop it from casting spells, but she didn't know what to do. She knew that the mirage and the pool of blood should be the key, but she couldn't break through the pressure of the illusion at the moment, and it was difficult to step forward to break the mirage's spell. can only wield the Martial God Whip, hoping to completely break the illusion formed by the mirage.

The mirage illusion was split by Du Wu just now, but with the appearance of the blood pool in the mirage's body, this crack was slowly healing, and the entire illusion was like a cover, pressing down on Du Wu. There was an extremely heavy force on the cover, and even Du Wu felt that it was very difficult to deal with it. At the same time, all kinds of illusory scenes in front of him were still flashing, interfering with Du Wu's intelligence.

The voice of the mirage chanting the spell gradually stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky were like thick ink, like a huge block of lead, pressing down on the sky above everyone's heads.

The dark clouds were accompanied by the chirping ghosts, and countless black shadows were thrown into the pool of blood. The color of the blood pool gradually turned from red to black and purple, revealing weirdness and evil.

Slowly, as the black shadow continued to plunge into the blood pool, a phantom slowly appeared in the blood pool. The phantom was extremely illusory at first, only a tall human figure could be seen, and as the black shadow in the dark clouds continued to invest, the phantom gradually solidified, and the outline of the person gradually became clear, and after a while, his face could already be seen, it turned out to be a middle-aged man, and his face was full of contempt for the world.

The middle-aged man looked around and said, "Mirage, you used the technique of blood sacrifice to summon this demon god, what is the matter?"

The mirage replied humbly: "Lord Demon God, this human being is the descendant of the Martial God, the Martial God trapped me here, I have not been able to get out of the predicament, and now the Martial God has sent his heir here, I wanted to eat his heir, but I have been sealed for a long time, and my skill is ninety percent out of ten, and what that woman is holding in her hand is the Martial God's Three Broken Divine Whip, which is extremely restrained to me." My mirage could not bring her to justice. Even my mirage could hardly hurt her. That's why I have no choice but to ask the Demon God to take control, hoping to help me get rid of this human being with the help of the Demon God's power!"