After counting, more than five hundred general-level abyss beasts actually lost dozens of them in this attack, and after being crushed into minced meat, even if they have a strong recovery ability, what is the use?

The blood shadow was furious, but there was nothing he could do, this time, there were a total of five king-level abyssal beasts to cooperate with the action, among them, the mountain king's combat power was the most terrifying, with thick skin and thick flesh, infinite strength, and several special abilities, whether it was a single fight or a group fight, it was a hegemon-level existence, and now he couldn't think of what tricks to use to deal with it.

Being on the first floor of the abyss, there is a space barrier, and at this time, the owner cannot be contacted, and he can only take one step at a time.

After suffering such a big loss, the abyssal beasts all shrank their heads and shrunk their heads, where did they dare to swagger in pursuit, and their speed immediately slowed down.

Xiang Yang was not in front of them at this time, and after these abyssal beasts left far away, in the pile of rocks, those flesh and blood suddenly wriggled and seeped downward, and disappeared without a trace in a short time.

Deep underground, a huge space appeared at some point, and a sacrificial altar stood in it.

Originally, this altar was not far from the manifestation period, and there were still six zhang left, during this time, Xiang Yang collected a lot of genetically deployed creatures, and bled and fed every day, and at this time, he got the essence blood of dozens of general-level abyss beasts, and the height of the altar was finally close to a hundred zhang, only a few feet away.

On the pedestal of the altar, after Xiang Yang exploded three ancestral dragon nodes in a row, he cut his wrist, and with the drops of essence blood that exuded a faint fragrance and a little bit of golden light sprinkled down, the entire sacrificial altar suddenly shone brightly.

Inside, the sea of blood had turned into an ocean, and blood-colored chains were dense across the horizontal, and a small dragon soul was locked in the center, shrinking there lifelessly, motionless.

As streams of blood-colored brilliance poured down the chain towards it, the dragon soul grew more than ten times in an instant, the faint shadow turned from faint to thick, and pieces of delicate scale armor appeared on its body, and even black clouds were already wrapped under its four feet.

Suddenly changed, the Dragon Emperor suddenly came to his senses, twisted his teeth and claws, and the blood chains beside him instantly collapsed, and even the chain became much narrower and longer, as if it was about to break free from the chains and rise into the air in the next moment.

However, before it could be happy, blood-colored runes flashed in the air, overwhelmingly pressing down, and finally almost turned into a blood cocoon, wrapping it layer upon layer...

The Dragon Emperor looked at it in a daze, and wanted to cry without tears in his heart, this is the first time? Every time he sees a glimmer of hope to get out of trouble, he is severely suppressed again, Lao Tzu is also a master close to the immortal level, wow... You're just kidding me?

Xiang Yang couldn't take care of his mental health problems, and he was still diligently drawing the Liling Array with his essence blood, one after another...

The sacrificial altar and the sacrificial soul are symbiotic relationships, and the evolution of the altar will naturally allow the sacrificial soul to get great benefits, in the face of a master of the level of the Dragon Emperor, how can there be the slightest negligence?

Half an hour later, the sacrificial altar finally broke through a hundred zhang, and the dragon soul in the center of the sea of blood had completely turned into an entity, except that it was countless times smaller, it was no longer the slightest difference from the original demon body of the Dragon Emperor, but the Liling Array drawn by Xiang Yang had also exceeded a hundred, directly obliterating the last glimmer of hope of the Dragon Emperor.

It's so ruthless... If it weren't for Xiang Yang's body being too strong, and the medicinal effect of the Tianlong Miaoyin Pill had not been completely digested, if it weren't for someone else, I was afraid that he would have already died of blood loss.

But there are also benefits, now, the sacrificial altar has exceeded 100 zhang, it is estimated that due to the disappearance of the Heavenly Dao, there is no heavenly calamity, and it is easy to enter the manifestation period.

And so many subordinate spirit arrays, at least in a short period of time, the Dragon Emperor can no longer afford to turn over any storms, and this sacrificial altar is still firmly in control.

Looking at the giant object in front of him, Xiang Yang took a deep breath, took out a few pills to recover his strength, and then, summoned an abyss beast from the Qiankun Ding clone, directly smashed his limbs, and opened a few bloody holes on his body, and threw it on the pedestal.

As drops of essence blood seeped in, a blood-colored halo gradually flowed around the altar, and then blood-colored chains quietly poked out, turning into tentacles and directly inserting into the wound of the abyssal beast.

Time passed quietly, and in the midst of that halo, a brown stone pillar appeared.

Totem manifestation.

By the time the halo had dissipated, the abyssal beast had become a pile of dry bones, and on the pedestal, the totem pole had already taken shape, two feet high and two feet thick.

"The level of this abyssal beast is still a little worse, this totem pole is only at the level of a magic weapon, and even the ability to manifest is very ordinary..."

Put away the totem pole and carefully observe the meeting, Xiang Yang was slightly dissatisfied, it was a leader-level abyssal beast, and his own combat power alone had exceeded the power of the totem pole, so wouldn't he lose money?

However, it seems that this account can't be counted like this, after all, those abyssal beasts can be subdued by no one except themselves, and the totem pole as a magic weapon can be used by everyone, and in the future, those monks under their own hands will have one, and this combat power will increase exponentially.

What's more, there are not many others in this abyss, and the abyssal beasts have, not to mention the leader level, even if there are many general levels, there is no shortage of materials at all.

The remaining space in the clone of Qiankun Ding is now limited after stuffing the wreckage of the starship and the sacrificial altar, and so many abyssal beasts can't be brought out, so it is better to directly manifest into totem poles.

Thinking about this, Xiang Yang was in a good mood, but now the abyss beasts in the Qiankun Ding clone are all genetically deployed creatures, and it is a bit of a waste to use them to manifest totems, so he is not in a hurry.

Put away the sacrificial altar, directly smashed a big hole with the Ruyi golden hoop stick and drilled out, a little on tiptoe, the whole person turned into a light smoke, and swept away along the canyon.

Calculating the time, two or three hours have passed, but with the Mountain King by his side, the sea beasts should be fine.

Now in his eyes, that general-level abyss beast is a magic weapon, and it can't be missed.

However, if you want to manifest the totem, you need living creatures, and you can't kill them directly, you have to think about how to get them all in your hands.

He acted alone, and the speed was staggering, and it only took half an hour to get back.

Hundreds of miles later, there was a commotion in front of the canyon, and a huge figure fell from the cliff next to the canyon.

In order to leave a good impression in front of the boss of his own 'husband', the king of the mountain is really hard...