An Qisheng intends to try it out. What secret method can be exchanged for many ghosts that were spit out by the yellow dog before?

"The offering is enough... to replace it."

Amid the low murmur, the natural runes on the altar suddenly shone with a faint red light.

An Qisheng's divine intention rose to the highest point, staring at this scene.

In a vague way, he could feel a slight fluctuation spreading.

This fluctuation is so subtle that even with his grasp of the magnetic field, he can only feel the most insignificant fluctuation.

If you want to find out the secret of its operation, you will know how far it is.

Huh ~

In just a few blinks of fingers, the light on the altar had dimmed.

What followed was a red wooden bead the size of a thumb, similar to a Buddhist bead, but it looked a little gloomy, as if it had been soaked in blood.

An Qisheng pinched the bead, and his tentacles were cold, and a fierce aura rushed into his body.

The Blood Sea Shura Sutra, the rest of the chapter.

The words flowed through my heart, and An Qisheng frowned slightly. This was another evil method, and the cultivation process was extremely cruel.

First, you must use a secret method to peel off your human skin and then refine the entire blood body to become a blood shadow condensed by the essence and energy, so that the blood shadow can be warmed up.

Until you achieve your natal life.

At that time, when facing an enemy, you must open your arms and rush over, immediately pass through, swallow the soul and blood, and not be afraid of thunder, lightning, water and fire, and the flying sword cannot be restrained.

Until the blood shadows increase, the final combination can be called the Shura body, and the scatter can be turned into a sea of ​​blood.

However, this is just a broken chapter, only the part of receiving the talisman, not even the warmth chapter, let alone the natal and soul.

"Take a hair, and a little more... and it's a thousand times exchanged. No wonder this strange evil Taoist wants to exchange for the low-level Dharma-level practice secrets, rather than the classic-level..."

An Qisheng glanced at the evil Taoist thoughtfully. The scarlet ghost fire in the bone-shaped sockets was unsteady and stared at him coldly.

At this time, he naturally knew that the evil Taoist could open up seventy-two great techniques that directly lead to the soul. It was not that he was so great that he was, but that he was cruel enough, sacrificed enough, and exchanged so many secret techniques.

How cruel is this to replace a thousand times?

Even if most of it is consumed in the universe replacement, the original owner of the Star Sky Tower, who replaced the altar, is a cruel person.

The kind that needs to peel and cramp, and squeeze the internal organs into oil!

In exchange for a complete method of "Tao" level of practice, it may not be enough to sacrifice the entire evil path.

Therefore, he will find another way.

He is also a smart person.

Bang bang ~

The Yi Xie Zhenren looked at the altar and couldn't help but beat the ground hard, gritting his teeth with hatred.

"The classic secret technique is indeed unique. If you are expected, you have obtained this secret technique, right?"

An Qisheng crushed the red wooden beads casually and looked at Yi Xie Zhenren lightly.

Only then did Yi Xie Zhenren realize that he could speak:

"Who are you?!!"

He could not believe everything he saw.

I have been exploring this altar for nearly a year before I grasped the secret and tried to sacrifice.

This Taoist in white clothes understood as soon as he got started?

"Let me guess that there should be a Blood Sea Yaksha technique below the Blood Sea and the Dao of the Underworld?"

An Qisheng glanced at Yi Xie Real Person indifferently.

Since he has obtained the spiritual imprint of Yi Xie Zhenren, he naturally knows his experience.

It’s not just the Blood Sea Shura Sutra?

The advanced version of the Bone Man's magic also has the Bone Man's magic path!

The so-called seventy-two evil methods by the strange evil Taoist are on it, and there are seventy-two secret teachings at the level of the Tao!

Unfortunately, with the mechanism of this altar, if you want to obtain these seventy-two secrets, you may have to sacrifice the blood and souls of the living creatures in the world.

"How do you know?!"

The true man Yi Xie was completely shocked and could not calm down with his state of mind.

Blood Sea Mingjun said that he had not even collected all the remaining chapters of the remaining chapters, and he almost forgot about them. Does this person actually know?

"It is very useful to keep this treasure in your body, but you only use it to replace some evil methods. As both the soul, you are far inferior to the true person of God's will."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Although evil laws are moving forward quickly, they will attract backlash from the world if they are too evil.

It’s ridiculous that this strange and evil Taoist man can only replace the methods of the right path, but it is too ridiculous.

Tao, Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil are all rooted in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is no difference.

Huh ~

As he thought, An Qisheng ignored the shocking gaze of the Yixie Zhenren, and with a casual move, he tore his lower body off directly.

"ah!"

This time, the evil Taoist suddenly let out a shocking scream.

His soul was sealed among the bones by An Qisheng. At this time, the bones were torn apart, which was no less than half of his soul.

Even if his soul achieves such pain, he can't bear it at this time.

Huh ~

The cold wind rolled in the mountains again, covering the top of the mountain.

The yin evil spirits were like a torrent and flowed backwards into half of the white bones torn by An Qisheng, and the rest were flowed backwards into the body of the evil Taoist.

The white bones that were visible to the naked eye were suddenly pitch black, and the surging evil was compressed between them.

In just a few moments, the bones actually grew again, and soon, two split skeletons.

Under An Qisheng's operation, two independent and complete skeletons have become.

The screams of the evil Taoist stopped abruptly. Looking at the actions of the Taoist in white, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.

Under his gaze, An Qisheng tore the half of the skeleton that had grown up and stuffed it into the altar.

The altar was obviously the size of a palm, but it swallowed the white bones.

"A soul is a constant stream of replacements."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Yi Xie Zhenren and responded to the whispered question on the altar:
Chapter completed!