After the distinction of the Cursed Sea Altar, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood at the top without giving up!

Then, according to the fact that they were separated by the Cursed Sea Altar, the people began to inspect the Cursed Sea Altar from low to high.

The first person to ascend the altar was a mid-Emperor monk named Yu Haidong.

Yu Haidong is a big man in a white robe, and he is from an intermediate sect of the Feather Wing Clan.

Yu Haidong is in the Huayu Sect, and he is also a young demon with a big name, he has killed a lot in his life, and his evil spirit is not weak.

Standing under the giant pillar, Yu Haidong took a deep breath, and the evil qi around his body dispersed, and slapped his palm on the giant pillar.

In an instant, thousands of crystals lit up on the giant pillar!

"Three thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine points...... It's a good evil spirit, but it's a pity that this son's Dao heart is too weak, and although there are many killings, he is not a good material for cultivating the Killing Dao at all, and he is not the person I have to wait for!" a middle-aged man in the void muttered to himself.

As soon as the man's words fell, a sinister aura that was several times stronger than Yu Haidong's evil qi suddenly poured out from the giant pillar, turning into a piece of blood light, which would drown Haidong.

Under this ferocious aura, Yu Haidong's eyes gradually became blood-red and invaded by the aura.

Yu Haidong felt a pain in his chest, took a few steps back, and suddenly knelt on the ground, coughing up blood.

After the palm of his hand detached from the giant pillar, the evil qi and blood light that poured out also disappeared immediately.

Yu Haidong looked at the giant pillar with a wry smile, he knew that he couldn't get his three thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine points.

The score is related to the number of kills in life. It is necessary to look not only at the number of killings, but also at the gap in the cultivation of those who kill and those who are killed.

Often skips the level of killing, and the score is naturally extremely high.

If you rely on the cultivation of the middle stage of the True Emperor to slaughter mortals, you will kill tens of billions of billions, and there will be no points.

No one paid any attention to Yu Haidong anymore, and then another person came out of the crowd, this person was called Xiao Donglin!

It was also a thin young man who had cultivated in the middle of the True Emperor and ascended the altar, pressing his palm on the giant pillar.

This man lit up a total of 4,728 crystals, but unfortunately, he couldn't withstand the evil aura of the giant pillar.

The results of this round are zero......

Then came out of Mobid, Zaranch, Hong Beiyuan and others......

There were thirty-five masters in a row, but none of them could withstand the evil aura of the giant pillar's backlash, and the results in this round were all 0 points.

The thirty-sixth person who ascended the altar was a young scribe.

After the green-clothed scribe ascended the altar, he did not reveal all the evil qi, only released a small amount of evil qi, and lit up a thousand crystals.

It's not that the young scribe can't light more, but if he lights more, he probably won't be able to withstand the backlash.

There is little evil qi released, and the evil qi that backs up is within the range of his bearing.

"This son is smart, and he knows how to make trade-offs, although a thousand points are less. It's better than zero. The Void Man nodded.

There was a precedent for young scribes. Many of the references have followed the same example and have not released their evil qi with all their might.

As a result, some people lit 1,200 crystals, some 900, and some 1,500, and most of them got points.

Although the score is small, it is much stronger than the previous zero-score party.

It's just that in this way, it runs counter to the meaning of the existence of the Cursed Sea Altar.

Yuwen Juyuan looked indifferently at the references, who were ready to take a trick before they ascended the altar. Then he was afraid.

And what they are cowardly is the killing they have committed, and the evil spirit accumulated along the way.

Such a cowardly approach before a fight is to take advantage of the bloody curse cave, what future can it have?

For those who are cowardly before fighting, the Dao heart is naturally not strong.

Those who dare not face their own sins, the Dao heart is naturally not strong.

Yuwen Zhouyuan spread out his palm, looked at his white palm, and frowned.

This palm looks clean, but in fact it has long been stained with blood and sins.

Along the way, Yuwen Zhouyuan has waded through too many blood seas and committed too many murderous karma.

Yuwen Juyuan never runs away from the sins he has committed, and he will not kill someone and then give someone another charge, so that he can feel at ease.

Yuwen Zhouyuan he killed, not because of evil, he did not kill. Not for good.

There is helplessness in the world, how can a sentence of good and evil be clear!

As a monk, once you embark on the path of monasticism, you must be prepared to kill and be killed!

Finally it was Uwen Joowon's turn.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at his palm, and scenes of blood sea enmity echoed in his mind.

Yuwen Juyuan forgot to look at other people's results, and when he woke up, he found that it was his turn.

Standing next to him were Yu Chi Ziming and Yu Baihe, both smiling bitterly.

"Yu Chi Ziming lit up 12,598 crystals, and Yu Baihe lit 7,530 crystals. It seems that he knows that Yuwen Zhouyuan has been wandering and has not paid attention to the results of himself and others, Yu Chi Ziming explained.

Both of them went with all their might, released all the evil qi, and finally resisted their respective evil qi backlash.

Their Dao hearts are not weak, they are all temporary choices, but it is a pity that they met Yuwen Zhouyuan in this big competition.

"Aladarau, I hope you will surprise your majesty once again. Yu Chi Ziming exhorted.

"I go up to the altar not to light the crystals. The purpose of this altar is not to light the crystal. Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were sometimes clear, sometimes dazed, and gradually, he felt a sad atmosphere from this altar of the cursed sea.

This sense of sadness is rarely felt by anyone.

Only monks who have really faced the slaughter, who have been in the sea of blood for a long time, who are physically and mentally exhausted, but who have to fight, can feel this sadness!

Walking up to the altar step by step, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood under the giant pillar, closed his eyes, and did not stretch out his hand for a long time, pressing on the giant pillar.

One stop is a day!

In my mind, the killing scene repeatedly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan stood on the altar, and a day passed, as if he became one with the altar!

"Strange, why is this Aladarao delaying the lighting of the crystal, what is he doing?"

Only a few old monsters above the peak of the True Saint could faintly see that there was a natural Dao essence gradually condensing on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body!

And only the middle-aged man in the void knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was doing something that few people could do!

Morich's eyes were wide open, like camel bells, and he was extremely excited, he saw a more perfect Yuwen Zhouyuan!

Yu Chi Ziming looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan in disbelief, his silver teeth clenched, and there was only one sentence that swirled back and forth in his heart.

"Stripping Cause and Effect...... He can really do it! This kind of thing can't even be done by a True Saint mid-stage master! Why can he do it!"

The middle-aged man's gaze in the void was suddenly unprecedentedly solemn, and he did not hesitate to open the altar of the cursed sea, just to see the scene of someone peeling off the cause and effect!

No, not only does he want to see Yuwen Joo Yuan strip off cause and effect, he also wants to see another interesting thing!

Except for the Cursed Saints and the Great Elder of the past generations, no one knows about one thing!

That thing is more difficult to do than to strip the cause and effect! That is what the middle-aged man in the void wants to see!

"If he can really do this, my Blood Curse Cave will not be sealed in the Cursed Land because of this! There is still a possibility of continuation!" the middle-aged man said to himself with eagerness in his eyes.

1 day, 2 days, 3 days......

Yuwen Zhouyuan stood on the altar and stood against the giant pillar for ten days!

Yuwen Zhouyuan, his eyes were clearly closed. But it was as if he could feel the desolation of the entire Killing City, the desolation of the entire Cursed Land, and the desolation of the entire starry sky of heaven and earth!

That sadness is a helpless sigh once you enter the world of cultivating immortals, and it is difficult to turn back.

That sadness is the self-examination and self-injury of entering the sea of curses and cultivating in the immortal demons.

Yuwen Zhouyuan vaguely felt that above this cursed sea altar, there was an entrance that led to a small world.

That small world is the realm of curses.

In the realm of the cursed there are monks and mortals, and mortals and monks are born in the same realm, and there are few disputes with each other.

It was as if a voice was telling Yuwen Zhouyuan that the Blood Curse Cave existed. It was meant to protect the people of the Cursed Realm......

It was only to protect these people, so there was a bloody cave......

No one wants to be a demon as soon as they are born, and no one wants to curse the world and stain the world with blood as soon as they are born.

To protect the Cursed Realm. The blood-cursed cave monks kill like hemp.

This altar is not only to enhance the evil qi of the blood-cursed cave monks, but more importantly, it is to help the monks of the cursed sea cave to free cause and effect and wash away their sinful karma.

This altar is not dedicated to heaven or earth, but to the souls of the monks of the Land of the Damned!

All grievances. It will all end with death, and the clouds will disappear.

Finally, Yuwen Juyuan opened his eyes, and his eyes were as clear and bright as the stars of the Big Dipper.

Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that at this moment, he seemed to be one with the altar.

Yuwen Juyuan spread out his palms. I feel that at this moment, I have an indescribable mystical power.

Suddenly, a great power emanated from the altar and blessed Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that he was a little shorter. The appearance is a little weaker.

He has changed back to the appearance of his youth, and his cultivation seems to have disappeared in an instant!

But Yuwen Juyuan didn't panic, his eyes were still calm, as if he knew what was going to happen next.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the giant pillar quietly, and after a long time, the blood-colored figures of several innocent young men walked out of the giant pillar.

Most of these Blood Shadow Boys are the second and third layers of True Qi cultivation, the leader is named Yuwen Yuntian, and the cultivation is the fourth layer of True Qi.

Yuwen Yuntian and others once framed Yuwen Zhouyuan, and was finally abolished and expelled from the family, but later Yuwen Zhouyuan actually crossed the level to kill Yuwen Yuntian to take revenge.

Several Blood Shadow Youths looked at the young man Yuwen Zhouyuan with a look of resentment in their eyes.

The young man Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his finger a little, and several blood shadow youths immediately turned into blood light and dispersed, submerging into the body of the young Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "You framed me, hurt my body, and the grievances of the year will be written off!"

At this time, the others gradually came to their senses.

They didn't know that Yuwen Zhouyuan was stripping off cause and effect and washing away their sinful karma, they just vaguely saw that the scene that appeared on the altar represented that Yuwen Zhouyuan had killed people with extremely low cultivation.

"This son is really ruthless!" exclaimed some of the old monsters.

Who hasn't been weak? Who hasn't cultivated step by step from the first layer of True Qi?

The light on the altar flashed, Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure was slightly taller, and his cultivation was also raised to the fifth layer of true qi.

In the midst of the giant pillar, a True Yuan Great Perfection monk stepped out, it was Yan Junsheng, a disciple of the Enlightenment Sect who had plotted against him, Yan Junsheng tried to take him away with an injury that day, but in the end he was fused by Yuwen Zhouyuan!!