Wu Da Ye killed the person who slept alone with a big stone on his back, unwilling to take care of the barbecue in the woods next to him, and scolded a junior just now, and lost all the gifts. Ba Shen roasted a large piece of meat and walked up.

"Brother Wu, we are all people who have seen big storms, and we have not been scolded eight times out of ten, so why care about other people's eyes. We are useless, we admit it, the road of cultivating immortals, can go step by step. ”

Ba Shen persuaded a few words, and when he saw that Wu Da didn't care, he put the meat on the stone surface, sighed, and went back to roast the fire. Wu Da Ye killed the perceiver and left, quietly stretched out his hand, and took the barbecue away. Afraid of seeing it to Ba Shen, he took out a piece of cloth and covered it on his body, which was an invisibility cloth that could separate the breath. This is his best magic weapon, hiding alone and secretly eating dragon meat.

As a poor little person, he lives so humbly and spinelessly.

In fact, he no longer had the courage to practice, even if he begged God to love him once.

The bright moon rose, the mountains and forests were frosty white, and two white shadows flew through the air.

The people around the fire, the merry spirit wine dragon meat, two white shadows quietly fell to the canopy. These are two saint realm monks with high mana power, people are standing on the top of the canopy, but the bright moon can't shine their shadows, silently without shadows. Only by cultivating to the realm of saints and cultivating the transformation of the primordial gods can you have this kind of supernatural power.

Although it is a human being, the ontology has been introverted and virtualized, but in fact, it is also a primordial god, and the heaven and earth cannot observe the essence, and further will become an immortal.

The two Saint Realm powerhouses silently shot out a legal net and covered everyone in the woods. Xia Daye killed everyone, was shocked to find a change, fought hard in the net, attacked with magic weapons, and slashed the magic net with a sharp sword.

How do you think that this magic weapon is very powerful, and it has never been able to break through the predicament, and there is no shouting breath. A man standing on the canopy of a tree conjured a large bottle in his hand and cast a spell. The vial spewed out mana and took the net and the man inside.

The thief in the canopy captured a hundred and thirty people, and his eyes looked into the mountain temple again, and his eyes penetrated the wall and saw a man sleeping in the apse.

"There is another one in the temple, who is full of blood and energy------ seems to be a mortal. ”

"Forget it, mortal blood has no spiritual power. Only the blood of the monks will make the sacrifice useful. ”

The bright moon was like water, a cold wind blew through the treetops, and the two white shadows disappeared at the same time.

After Wu Da ate the dragon meat at night, his ears were psychic and heard someone talking outside, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. After a long time, there was no movement again, and I looked up and looked out. The heart suddenly became angry, only the fire remained, and everyone ran away without a trace.

I thought again, it seems that I was plundering the big devil to make a blood sacrifice, I deserve it, this group of dead bastards. scolded the minibus in his heart for not having righteousness, and only gave a piece of meat. He covered his head with an invisibility cloth again, and slept with his head in a huff.

The two white shadows flew extremely fast, and in a moment they traveled thousands of miles away, landing in a valley to the north. Behind this valley is the mountain, the sand hands on both sides, and the sinking hole in the middle, which seems to be the appearance of a big throne, and is the feng shui of a cemetery.

The two people fell, and there were already two people who arrived first, a handsome young man, who looked like a woman, and there was a hint of demonism on his face. The other person is a little longer and mature, and his appearance is also good, and the two are father and son.

"How many monks have you caught?"

The elder who arrived first opened his mouth to ask, lifted the treasure bottle in his hand, and smiled on his white face.

"My father and son caught four hundred. ”

The saint called Zhongda Night Kill took out the large bottle and looked at his companion behind him, both of whom had a little smug on their faces. Say:

"Tian Da Ye Kill, your methods are too poor, Nan Da Ye and I have better luck, a total of 600 monks have been caught, 200 more than you. ”

Tian Da Ye Kill's face was gloomy, and the bewitching son next to him was called Qing Da Ye Kill, and his pink face also changed color.

This group of them are all characters of the Thousand Killing Alliance, Zhongda Night Kill, Nanda Night Kill, and Tianda Night Kill, all of them are great monks in the early stage of the Saint Realm. The cultivation of the Qing Dynasty Night Killing is slightly worse, and it is still in the middle of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

This time I came here to raise enough spiritual blood for the monks to open the tomb of the ancient saints underground.

Before the Age of Immortality, the cultivation of the ancient saints was already the top powerhouse of this immortal realm, and they were equivalent to the true immortals of this world. Immortals of this kind of cultivation will naturally not really die. Leaving this tomb, preserving the true body of the Holy Body, hiding a large number of immortal treasures, it can be regarded as a post station for reincarnation. As long as the immortal soul returns in reincarnation, it can have a large number of cultivation resources and return to the extreme realm in the new era.

The saint of the Thousand Killing Alliance found this divine tomb, and it was also the back hand of the immortal soul, which experienced a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation and awakened in this life. However, this immortal soul sensed that there had been a great change in the Heavenly Dao in this world, and he was unwilling to kill a large number of beings to get cause and effect. Only then did he make a play, luring the people of the Thousand Killing Alliance, grabbing the blood sacrifice of monks everywhere, so as to open the tomb of the god hidden deep underground.

"According to the agreement, after the blood sacrifice is successful, the treasure is obtained, and whoever sacrifices more will take more. Kill every night, you won't regret it, will you?"

Nanda Night Kill said the words of the contract again, although they are all the same family, but the treasures of the ancient saints are too tempting. No one wants to do anything in vain, after all, it is a matter of killing people, and it is necessary to kill many people, and it is very necessary to make contracts with each other.

"Among the ten treasures, we will take six, and you will divide them into four, and the immortal cultivators will say the truth. ”

Zhongda Night Kill said another sentence, saying a few words like the law, and the tone was heavier. Killing and bewitching sons in the big night, they don't dare to argue more, and the monks who contribute less than the other party are not bad, and four is not bad.

"As the two uncles said, I admit it. ”

The generation of the big night kill in the family is lower than the middle night kill and the southern night kill, and the Qing big night kill has to call the two masters. It's just that he is arrogant, and he keeps looking at it coldly and doesn't say a word.

The floating soil on the tomb of the saint god has been submerged in its original appearance for tens of thousands of years, and there is no way to see the underground situation.

The four monks flew up to the sand hands around the mountains on both sides, and together they used their mana to bombard the acupuncture base in the middle. The dirt was turned over and over by the mana plow, and the floating mud and gravel twenty feet deep were cleared. Qing Da Ye Kill rolled up his sleeves, emptied the mana, and pushed those mud and stones out of the mountains and forests. The four of them saw the tomb of the saint and god hidden in the depths, revealing below.

"Found it, what a big grave. ”

Zhongda Night Kill endured the excitement in his heart, and flew down first, Nanda Night Kill, Tianda Night Kill, and Qing Night Kill, all followed.

The tomb of the god has two layers, the center is a round tomb, and in front is a circular platform, which is a whole black boulder excavated. The four of them cast mana again and polished it on the circumferential platform, polishing it until it was shiny, revealing a formation. This is where the sacrifice takes place, and the monk's spiritual blood needs to be infiltrated into it, and the blood array leads to the tomb below. As long as there is enough sacrificial spiritual blood, the tomb can be opened.

In the middle of the night, he knocked down the treasure bottle, and a net erupted from the inside, trapping the monks caught by the two fathers and sons, all of whom were already unconscious.

"Four hundred monks, there are no mortals who have abandoned the number, please count them by the fourth uncle. ”

"Well, I can trust my nephew. ”

Zhongda Night Kill hehe smiled, Tian Da Night Kill said yes, pointed out the mana, and took back the treasure bottle of everyone in the net. Reciting a spell in his mouth, the treasure bottle shook several times in his hand, and immediately shook all four hundred monks into thick blood. The vase flew out of his hand and flew to the circumferential platform, turning its mouth downward. A line of blood leaked from the vase and poured into the sacrificial array. The spiritual blood stained the red array, and it did not overflow, but it all penetrated. After a while, the entire array began to sink, forming a hole in the round platform.

"Sacrifice your blood. ”

Kill in the middle of the night.

The Great Night Killer poured down the vase and dropped out a large net containing six hundred living monks. His treasure vase is a low-level middle-grade magic weapon, and if a living creature is put into the bottle, it will not die, which is significantly higher than the treasure bottle killed in the night. Hundreds of monks worked hard in the net to break the trap.

Qing Da Night Kill, but he couldn't trust the two uncles, and approached the legal net in person, one by one.