Chapter 40: The Spirit of the Witch King

Liangchen only felt that his eyes were dark, and when he opened it again, his eyes were dark red, and a fishy cave appeared in front of him.

The slightly oppressive colors of the cavern and the occasional smell of blood wafting through the air were a little uncomfortable.

I don't know what material the walls are, and the crimson hedron sometimes has a black spot, as if it is the color of blood that has been precipitated for many years.

The deep marks crisscrossed the wall, some like paw prints, some like sword marks, and there were pits of different depths dotted in between, which should have been formed by a huge bombardment.

Seeing this, Liangchen was vigilant, he cautiously walked forward, only a dozen steps, and the cave turned and his vision suddenly widened.

There is a large hall in sight, several statues stand in the middle, the statue looks hideous and ugly, like a person is not a human like a demon or a demon, the shape is different and the posture is strange.

The statue was covered in scars, either with broken arms or missing hands, most of them were broken and dilapidated, and must have been devastated after many battles.

Several statues are facing a formation in the center of the main hall, the formation is simple and ancient, covering an extremely wide area, and there is a square well in the center.

The square well is no more than the size of a person hugging each other, and the runes on the side of the well are full of flowers, and various patterns spread away, forming a six-pointed star shape.

There is a black stone trough at each of the hexagonal tips, and at this moment, there are a few people sitting on the side of the stone trough, it is the Yuejiazhi Sect who entered the inheritance cave before, and the last to enter Yuan Lintian and Bailing are also among them.

The two of them had serious expressions and sluggish expressions, but they didn't seem to be in serious trouble.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Liangchen suddenly felt a little surprised, and he didn't know what was going on.

He hurriedly walked behind Yuan Lintian, but saw that one of his arms was stretched out in the stone trough, and a bead of blood on his wrist was like a broken thread pearl was dripping, and the other corners were all like this.

Among the six mangs, the white bells each occupy one corner in the sky, and the Zhizong Mu Chao and the white-robed people are divided into two corners, and several people are holding their fists with one hand to control the blood dripping, only the scene on the side of the blood eagle is slightly terrifying.

I saw nine blood babies sitting on the edge of the stone trough in front of him, and there was a blood line on their wrists, dripping blood non-stop.

Although the blood baby is not big, it contains a lot of blood in its body, and I saw ten blood lines dripping constantly, and it overflowed from the stone trough after a while.

The blood flowed all the way down the runes, crawling all over the runes and then flowing to the central square well, and finally fell into the well of unknown depth, making a dingdong splashing sound.

After doing everything, several blood babies all looked wilted, and it seems that this spell casting is extremely costly!

In this way, there are six mangs on the field, and the four families occupy the five corners, and the stone trough where there is no one has already been filled with blood, and it is flowing along the runes on the ground at this moment, and I don't know whose blood is pouring it.

As far as the eye can see, most of the runes on the ground have been dyed red, and only the white bell and the sky are still a little missing.

Yuan Lintian saw Liangchen enter the cave, the light in his eyes flashed, a trace of joy appeared on his face, and his heart suddenly felt much more relieved.

"Are you alright?" asked Liangchen as he walked up to his side and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that the loss of qi and blood is huge!" replied in a low voice.

"They didn't make a move on you?" asked Liangchen.

"The evil baby old man was about to make a move, but the Blood Eagle sacrificed two times one after another, and the eyes were a little difficult. It may be that he was afraid that he would not be able to activate the ground formation with the strength of the two families, so he didn't make a move. Yuan Lintian replied.

"I see!" Liangchen nodded, his eyes swept over the complex runes on the ground, only to find that this formation was not only complicated, but also extremely powerful, and with what he saw now, he couldn't see through the formation at all.

"What kind of formation is this, it takes so many people's blood to activate!"

"It's a little weird!"

He watched so many people sacrifice with blood together, and he was secretly terrified.

After a stick of incense.

A voice resounded on the field:

"If you want to get infinite power, you have to pay the greatest price!"

"Do you want endless life and infinite power?"

The melodious voice echoed in everyone's ears like a magic sound, and the voice full of temptation made Liangchen's heart tremble.

"Do I also have the right to obtain this witch king's inheritance?" he thought in his heart, secretly guessing.

"Only those who know how to give and have a sincere heart can get the inheritance!"

The voice came again, and this time Liangchen found that the sound seemed to come from the well, not to himself.

"You have proven your dedication with your blood, and this king will make a choice based on your efforts!"

With these words, Liangchen realized that the two runes of Yuan Lintian and Bailing had all been stained red with blood and began to drip into the well.

A burst of white gas rose from the well, and the face of a kind old man emerged.

The old man's beard is white, his face is kind, his upper body is quite clear, and the lower body is mist-like, as if it is a wisp of spirit left behind by the witch king's departure.

The spirit of the witch king glanced at the few people standing around, and a trace of relief appeared on his face,

"It's been 300 years!

"This king has already ascended to the immortal realm, and he left the mantle in the hope that the people of Wujiang can have less conquest and more peace, and put their minds on cultivation, so that there can be more people who have ascended!"

"Today you were able to break into this place, and you opened this. . . The Soul Returning Array has summoned this king, and I will choose one of you to be the inheritor of this king. "In the mist, the old man's voice was like a heavenly sound, and the eyes of several people were shining brightly!

"Of course, as the inheritor of the witch king, you must have a sincere heart, so this king will ask you a question, if you can satisfy this king, you will get all the inheritance of this king. Are you ready?" asked the Witch King Spirit with a solemn face.

Hearing the question of the Witch King's spirit, several people nodded their heads again and again, while Mu Chao and the white-robed man looked at each other, as if exchanging glances.

The Witch King's spirit soul gaze swept over everyone's faces, and finally looked at the Blood Eagle, and said with a smile: "This time the soul gathering, you are the strongest, so I will ask you first." ”

When Blood Eagle heard this, his heart suddenly burst into flames, and he nodded again and again.

"Listen well..... the Witch King's soul mouth opened and closed, but the voice gradually became smaller until it was inaudible, I don't know if it was a sound transmission technique or a sound insulation technique.

The Blood Eagle looked stunned at the question, seemed a little surprised, and then fell into deep thought, and after a moment he spoke.

The old man nodded, but he didn't see any expression, and then turned his head to look at the white-robed man.

The white-robed man even occupied a seat alone, and painted a corner of it with blood as a charm.

"It's not that you have to have a pure yang body, could it be that he is still a pure yang body?!" the others all speculated.

After a few moments, the white-robed man finished answering, and the spirit of the witch king asked Mu Ran.

When asked about Bai Ling, she hesitated, but her eyes were focused on the sky, but her face was red when she answered.

After everyone asked, a melodious voice sounded in Yuan Lintian's ears:

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