"Ah! No!"

"No!"

"No!"

In the blood light, Ning Yudao's six ghosts, which were formed by the seven sins and seven emotions, made a tragic and shrill cry.

But no matter how hard they struggle, they cannot break free from the shackles of blood.

There was a deep evil hidden in the blood light, which was the most invasive magic weapons and weapons, let alone a few illusory and unreal phantoms?

In just a moment, Ning Yudao in the blood began to slowly disappear.

It was like when Xuanxing was in school, the teacher picked up the blackboard to wipe away the useless handwriting, from his feet to his waist and back, to his neck and head.

It seemed that there was no time in the blink of an eye, and this altar had already "swallowed" Ning Yudao.

Then, in the blood lingering, An Qisheng heard a low murmur:

"What do you want?"

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bloody light of the altar indifferently:

"What do you have?"

Having been sitting in the mountains for nearly two years, he not only used magnetic fields to cleanse his body and deduce the future, but also became more and more thorough in his understanding of this world.

This Emperor Heaven and Earth is filled with countless auras.

in,

There are five poisons in heaven, Tao, Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil.

People have seven sins: greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desire.

These inexplicable auras are all rooted in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or the "poison" of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth itself, and it may be because of their existence.

Only the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is poisonous.

In his opinion, the evil spirit of resentment was no different from Taoist inspiration and Buddhist inspiration, so naturally he could not be scared even more.

After hearing An Qisheng's response, the altar suddenly fell silent, as if a monotonous program was stuck.

After a long time, the cold magic sound rang again:

“Everything.”

“Everything?”

An Qisheng was amused by the big talk.

How dare you say that there is anything in the altar in the branch left by a strange evil way?

Even when the evil path has not been destroyed, I dare not say such a big talk.

"Since you have everything, then..."

An Qisheng's eyes turned and he said lightly:

"I heard that the Nether Palace Lord in the Netherworld has a strange book that controls the cycle of life and death. Do you have one?"

boom!

The altar suddenly shook, the blood mist rolled, and the magic sound was a little distorted and distorted:

“The offerings are insufficient!”

"Insufficient? Then I will make up for it!"

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back. As soon as his mind moved, a strong wind suddenly rose in the cave, dust rolled over, and the lights suddenly swayed.

And what is invisible to the naked eye, the evil spirits filled with resentment and evil spirits that are scattered by all spirits come back!

An Qisheng is an expert in capturing the spiritual marks. After the Qi seeds are condensed, the three flowers gather together, and the grasp of the various qi in the world is deeper. At this time, when the thoughts move, the mountains here gather together.

As the wind whistled, the storm was everywhere, and countless evil spirits scattered in the miasma mountains rolled in.

Through his guidance, he poured back into the altar.

Buzz ~~~

The altar covered in blood mist suddenly trembled wildly by this stimulation, and faintly, countless sounds of howling ghosts sounded in it.

It spreads with it, revealing from the cave and echoing among the mountains.

For a moment, countless wild beasts lying in the mountains were frightened and trembled.

Many villagers in that village were extremely shocked. The villagers who were slaughtering wild boars in the moonlight even lost their swords and knelt down and prayed.

The old village was in high spirits, kneeling down and shouting, shouting that the villagers would push out the "sacrificial gifts".

It turned out that tonight was the day they worshipped the "mountain god". Because of this, they were waiting late at night, just waiting for the "sacrifice" to be presented before dawn came.

"What mountain gods, ghosts! You idiots, don't let go of this hero!"

"Let us go quickly!"

Several carts pushed a few young people in large ties to the village entrance.

Li Changyu felt extremely aggrieved and kept cursing.

Unexpectedly, after having a kind intention, he wanted to eliminate the devil for them, but was plotted against him instead.

"Brother Li, we have fallen this time! But where is righteousness, why are you afraid of death? I only hate these fools who actually believe the words of ghosts!"

A young man shouted loudly:

"It just so happened that I became a ghost when I died. I had to kill you group of fools and the demon!"

"Yes, they are all ghosts, we are afraid of nothing!"

A low young man also gritted his teeth, his body trembled and started to sway, but he still refused to admit defeat.

The villagers were frightened and didn't even have the heart to pay attention to these "young heroes in the world".

They have lived in the deep mountains for a long time, but have never seen such a terrifying scene.

It was as if all the demons and ghosts in the world had resurrected!

Huh huh huh ~

In the cave like an underground palace, the wind was getting more and more violent, and the entire cave seemed to be alive. The relief murals on the cave wall began to emit a miserable red light, as if they were about to come back to life.

The movement of the altar was unprecedentedly violent. The blood mist rolled, sometimes turning into a ghost face, sometimes turning into a demon ghost, making a shrill cry higher than another.

"Master, I'm a little scared..."

The yellow dog's tail was up, and he looked at the altar like a great enemy, feeling the horror.

“Don’t be afraid.”

In the midst of the storm of the cold wind, An Qisheng's clothes were still moving. At this time, he was quietly watching the riots on the altar, and ripples appeared in his eyes:

"Today, I'll give you a good meal!"

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the blood-swept altar suddenly seemed to open the door to the alien space.

A figure filled with endless resentment flashed out of it.

"What a pity that I have prepared for myself..."

While talking coldly, a white bone palm poked out from the different space and clasped on the edge of the altar.

In the blood mist, two scarlet eyes came through.

The emotions in his eyes were rolling, including all kinds of greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desire, which made people feel disappointed. If an ordinary practitioner, he would just take a look and become possessed by the devil.

Invaded his own inspiration.

scare!

The yellow dog's hair exploded, like a cat with a trampled tail, and was highly tight.

With the sound of shaking the skeleton trembling, a tall skeleton walked out of the alien space.

Extremely evil and extremely evil, all evil is the body!

Its appearance seems to be no different from the White Bone Demon, but its momentum is completely different.

It is just a white bone, but it gives people a sense of extreme perfection. That inch of white bone makes people feel very perfect, and it is a perfect skeleton that has been tempered thousands of times.

Kakka ~

The moment he appeared, the whistling cold wind and the lingering blood mist and the red light of the lingering blood mist dimmed.

The airflow that is visible to the naked eye seems to be swallowed into the body by the milk swallow.

Then, in the horrified eyes of the yellow dog.

Above the thick white bones, blood-colored lines appeared, and then there were flesh and blood tendons, eyeballs, hair...

In just a few snaps of fingers, the bones had regenerated with flesh and blood, turning into a naked and majestic body.
To be continued...