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Chapter 580: Towering Altar

The sky was as blue as a wash, and under the vast sky, the figures were scattered in clusters, surrounding a towering altar. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the huge stone pillar where the eight people hugged each other, a circle of soft red halos, like ripples in the water, rippled from the tip of the altar to all directions.

The altar was filled with bloody beast corpses, and all kinds of traditional items that the Demon Gate had observed since ancient times were scattered on all sides.

Below the towering altar are the Purgatory Demon Lord Feng Aotian, the Sword Demon Shi Fenghan and the Heavenly Killing Demon Lord Dugu Annihilation. The fragrance of sandalwood spread out with the soft wind direction, so that everyone in the demon gate who smelled the sandalwood felt a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The people of the Demon Gate who came to Broken Soul Mountain this time were separated on all sides, all of them stood quietly around this place, all of them with cautious faces, and only their eyes occasionally showed a trace of excitement.

When the Broken Soul Mountain invited these people to come, it had already roughly explained the purpose of this Demon Gate gathering, as long as the people from the Demon Gate who came to the training had a positive answer, they came to the Broken Soul Mountain in person.

The Demon Gate of the Western Continent has always been oppressed by the people of the Daomen, if it were not for the strong and proud standing of the three sects of the Demon Gate, I am afraid that the forces of the Daomen led by the three sects of the Daomen would have forced the people of the Demon Gate to hide everywhere. It is precisely because of the conflict between Dao and Demon since ancient times that the hatred of thousands of years has been deeply rooted.

Now when I see the forces led by the three sects of the Demon Gate, I actually plan to shake the reputation of the Demon Gate, and count the new and old hatreds of the past thousands of years.

Even Guan Shengtian and his party from the Demon Moon Valley, who had a problem with Ding Hao, suffered a little loss in the hands of Ding Hao. But he didn't leave either, he still stayed on the Broken Soul Mountain.

The people of the Demon Gate have always been associated with unruliness, cruelty, and murder, and there is usually no threat from the Daomen, and they still fight with each other, never stopping. Now that this kind of opportunity is in front of us, if the power of the Dao Sect is suppressed, it will also have immeasurable benefits for the participating sects.

A plate of scattered magic gates. It has always been impossible to truly unite together, and now that the three holy places of the Demon Gate have come forward to summon them, it is rare to control the disputes between them.

In addition to the joint power of the three sects of the Demon Gate, there is a direct connection with the direct benefits that may appear in the future.

A dragon in the sea covered in scales, with a waist like a bucket, and a few jade talismans pasted on the ugly head of the dragon, were taken by the six children of the Purgatory Demon Sect. He was carried on the altar with a rough body.

After a sword was cut off, the Jiaotou "clicked" and fell on the altar, and the six boys immediately calmly placed the Jiaotou, and the thick Jiao body was also coiled.

After the six boys did this, they bowed down and bowed to Feng Aotian and the others. Fly away on two sides.

At this time, the dragon's blood was unstoppable from the top of the altar, and slowly flowed to the bottom of the towering stone pillar with the carved lines on the towering stone pillar. The pungent smell of blood slowly escaped from the altar. When combined with the sandalwood mist floating around, the pungent smell of blood became even stronger.

The people of the Demon Gate who smelled this fishy smell not only did not show a trace of disgust and disgust, but they were all in good spirits, and their eyes showed a crazy look of excitement and intoxication.

Ding Hao, who was beside a rock, was rushed by the smell of blood, and he also felt as if his heart was pouring into irrepressible ambition, as if no difficulties in the world could hinder him.

He shook his head slightly. Ding Hao mixed this smell of blood with sandalwood, and after wandering around his body, his eyes flashed and he regained his clarity.

At this moment, Ding Hao felt this taste, and it had a hint of invigorating effect on the bloody demon sect people who were hidden in their bones. However, because there are no side effects on the body, and it is an essential part of the Demon Gate ritual. So Ding Hao also took a few more sips. I felt a lot of blood boiling weird.

Towering stone pillars, under the cross-stream of dragon blood. It looks a little more hideous in the solemnity. It's like a handsome man with a bloody scar on his face.

Suddenly, the sect masters of the three sects of the Demon Gate, led by the Purgatory Demon Lord Feng Aotian, inserted the incense in his hand into a curling incense burner in front of him, and then turned around.

Feng Aotian put his hands behind his back, and after looking around, he said loudly like a bell: "Fellow Demon Sects, today my Demon Sect Three Sects invited you to gather in Broken Soul Mountain, just for one purpose, that is, to give those Daomen who have been oppressing and encircling us a bloody blow.

For thousands of years, the Daomen forces led by the three sects of the Daomen have always suppressed our Demon Gate, and under the slogan of 'Eradicating the Demons', how many of our fellow sects have been destroyed by the Daomen. It's as if all the righteousness between heaven and earth has been occupied by the Dao Gate, leaving us no room for a glimmer!"

"Blood debts must be paid in blood, our three sects have never given up fighting with the Daomen from beginning to end, for so many years, our three sects of the Demon Gate have been conscientious, and they have always wanted to take revenge, this time to invite you to come, it is necessary for you to come together with our three sects, the blood of the people of the Daomen, to worship the heroic souls of the Demon Gate who have died in battle for so many years!"

Sword Demon Shi Fenghan also nodded in the same way, and said in a deep voice: "Instead of letting the Dao Gate run rampant, it is better to rise up and use the blood of those people in the Dao Gate to lay the way for our Demon Gate to rise again!"

The sect master of the three major sects of the Demon Sect, just like this, you say a word, and I say a word. Coupled with the bloody smell of the dragon's blood and the smell of sandalwood just now, the righteous indignation driven by the people of the Demon Gate who were already stirring in their hearts seemed to be eager to fight to the death with the people of the Daomen immediately.

Beside Ding Hao, Feng Xingran also clenched his jade fist tightly, and it seemed that being so provoked by Feng Aotian and the three of them also aroused the anger in his heart.

Bumped Feng Xingran, who was looking angry, with his shoulder, Ding Hao looked at her jade face with a smile, and said in a low voice, "What are you excited about?"

Seeing Ding Hao speak, Feng Xingran turned his head and said quietly: "According to what my father said, my mother's death is also related to the people of the Daomen Sect. If it weren't for the continuous suppression and destruction of the Daomen, my mother would not have gone so early!"

His face darkened, Ding Hao shook his head and sighed, and said comfortingly: "Don't think about it, since ancient times, the battle of Dao Demons has never been broken. The battles between the chaotic cultivators were sometimes more brutal than the battles between mortals. Because of the long life of a cultivator, as long as there is one hatred, it is possible to have a great war for generations, or even thousands of years. Some things are unavoidable, and we have to look at them a little bit. ”

Nodding, Feng Xingran said indifferently: "I naturally know, and now the Dao and Demon are fighting, not only because of the conflict of the exercises they are cultivating, but also because of the increasing scarcity of cultivation resources. As long as you enter the ranks of cultivators, if you want to cultivate diligently, you will inevitably need many external factors, which is convenient for the warm spring and cold winter between heaven and earth. Daddy, they are going to fight with the Daomen this time, and this aspect is the biggest factor!"

Showing a smile of relief, Ding Hao said: "It's best if you can think like this, whether it is our Wuji Demon Sect, or a group of Demon Sect sects including the Demon Moon Valley, if you say that the strength is naturally inferior to your three Demon Sects, but if you don't have any interests, it is impossible to gather all of them here with the righteousness of one Demon Sect."

In the final analysis, it is still those Dao Sect forces that occupy most of the cultivation resources, and with their own strength, it is simply impossible to get some cheap from those Dao Sects, and only by following the footsteps of the three sects in the Demon Sect can they get a piece of the pie!"

Nodding indifferently, Feng Xingran said in a low voice: "I naturally understand, otherwise, if you damage one of the 'Moon Spirits' in the Demon Moon Valley, they would have left the Broken Soul Mountain in anger a long time ago." ”

After thinking about it for a while, Ding Hao pretended to smile unintentionally and asked, "If one day I have a conflict with your Purgatory Demon Sect because of interests, what will you do?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xingran's face was flustered, his starry eyes looked at Ding Hao anxiously, and he said urgently: "Why do you ask this, what kind of conflict will there be between you and my Purgatory Demon Sect, you and your father are both people with big vision!"

Sighing secretly, Ding Hao shook his head with a dry smile and said, "I'm just asking casually, you don't have to take it seriously." I think with the close cooperation between the two of us, there should be no conflict of interest!"

Showing a reluctant smile, Feng Xingran nodded and said, "It should be like this, this kind of thing will not happen to our two sects, otherwise Xingran will not know which side he should help!"

No longer answering, Ding Hao looked at the sect masters of the three sects of the Demon Sect who were talking about it, and they also had ambitions in their eyes that were difficult to hide, and no one could say how they would develop in the future!