Chapter 811

When Suli arrived quietly, the armies of these dark tribes had knelt down around the altar at the same moment. In the void, a big blood red tongue appeared with a cry, swept past, and swept away the six racial gods on the altar below.

The ancient famine God who retreated to the distance saw all this again and still felt cold and trembling all over.

This thing summoned from Suli altar is really terrible.

A big mouth opened, swallowed the six dark race gods, staggered two rows of teeth and began to chew.

A lot of divine blood gushed down like rain, and there came a shrill scream and scream.

Suddenly, the passage of time around slowed down, the chewing speed of the big mouth seemed to become a slow camera, and a strange big hand appeared.

This big hand is like a huge clock, connected with five small clocks, like five fingers.

The big hand that shot at Su Li in the sea of the dead appeared again.

This time it did not attack Suli, but patted the big mouth chewing the six racial gods above.

With a "pa", the big mouth exploded, flesh and blood flew, and there was a roar of pain at the end of the void.

The mouth was exploded, and the two rows of teeth inside fell off. Three broken race gods followed.

At that time, he grabbed the three fallen race gods and fled to the distance.

The gods of the other three races were completely swallowed by the big mouth and could not be saved.

At the end of the void, a big hand appeared, because the mouth was broken and the teeth fell off. The existence of the altar summoned anger. A huge anger filled the void and distorted the space.

The big hand of the sky grabbed the time to escape from the distance.

Suddenly, the big hand of the sky slowed down, just like a slow motion. Its time passed slowly, but the speed of the big hand of time was not slow, and immediately disappeared into the dark curtain in the distance.

The ancient god of famine, the dark angel and the dark giant snake saw that even their previous gods had fled. Where did they dare to stay, they immediately turned around and fled back to the dark light curtain behind and disappeared.

The big hand in the sky failed to catch the time, and slowly disappeared into the void. Seeing that the rotten mouth was recovering, Su Li suddenly spit out three energy light clusters.

He stretched out his hand and pointed. He immediately understood that these were three divine objects.

Sacrificing a racial God can get at least one divine object. No one is not excited about this return.

But in Su Li's heart, there was a faint sense of inadequacy.

"It was agreed that unless there was a crisis of life and death, the altar would not be used casually. How could it be used unconsciously."

Su Li looked at the three sacred objects in his hand and felt that he could easily sacrifice the three racial gods with the power of the altar and get the return of the sacred objects. It was like an addiction. It was difficult to restrain his temptation for a moment.

After all, with his current combat power, that is, he is just equivalent to a racial God. It is not difficult to defeat a racial God, but there are too many ways for a racial God to live. It is not easy to kill a god if he really wants to.

Where there is an altar, it is easier to sacrifice directly.

However, the constant use of the altar made Su Li feel a strong sense of uncertainty.

There are three divine objects, one is a spiritual divine object, and the other is a domain divine object containing pure divine energy. It contains a God's perception of the domain of God. It is extremely precious. It can be directly integrated into the domain, enhance the domain and help people break the environment quickly.

The last artifact stunned Su Li.

This sacred object is called Huafan. If it is used consecutively at the end of its life, it will slowly lose its divine power and eventually become a mortal.

For each level of cultivation, you can gain ten years of life.

If Mo yuan is used, with his cultivation level, he will eventually become a mortal, but he can live for at least a few hundred years.

Su Li felt a pain in his heart. Mo yuan was dead, but he let himself get the divine thing. Unfortunately, it was too late.

He crushed the soul artifact, watered it with blood, and began to integrate. With the powerful soul Power Su Li now has, he easily swallowed and absorbed this soul artifact to enhance his soul power.

As for another realm like deity, it is reserved for enlightenment and meditation.

Seeing the dark forces retreating and the holy people from all ethnic groups leaving one after another, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Su Li.

At the same moment, as soon as the surrounding space shook, it was imprisoned, and people outside could no longer see everything here.

This is an old man with snow-white hair and eyebrows. He looks Hefa Tongyan. Although he doesn't know how old he is, he looks in good spirit.

He fell in front of Su Li and looked at him carefully.

Su Li's heart was slightly chilly. The old man seemed to suddenly appear in front of him. He had no sign. This was far stronger than those racial gods.

Suli noticed that there was a Libra badge in the middle of his forehead and knew that he came from the holy court.

"Don't be nervous..." the old man with white hair and eyebrows looked smiling and friendly.

Suli thought I wasn't nervous at all, but she looked at him with a look of vigilance.

Although the other party was the holy court, Su Li was not afraid, especially when he thought of the entrustment given to him by Mo yuan on his deathbed, and took another old God Yuan Yan home. He didn't want him to die in the holy court, which made him instinctively have some resistance to the holy court.

Su Li asked, "who are you?"

"I'm the great Dharma God of the holy court. As for the name, I haven't used it for a long time. The white haired and white browed old man answered him with a smile and said after a pause:" young man, the thing you just summoned with the altar... It's really powerful. I'm afraid even I can't stop it... "

The old man who called himself Dafa God shook his head slightly and said, "but... I know something about that thing... You'd better not use it again."

Su Li's heart moved and said, "do you know the details of it?" even if Mo yuan lived for an unknown time, he didn't know the real identity of the summoned blood red tongue and big mouth. He knew the great Dharma God in front of him?

The smile on the big Dharma God's face slowly disappeared and became solemn. He stretched out a hand and gently touched the goat beard on his chin "You are Su Li. Your name is really thunderous these days. I hear people talking about you almost every day... No wonder I heard that you sacrificed several racial gods in the holy tower. I see. The thing you summoned, if I see it correctly, existed in the air in the past... Although I can't know what it used to be, it fell in the past time and space Yes, do you know what the altar you summoned is? "

Su Li shook his head slightly.

The great Dharma God looked solemn and said, "it's a very old altar for calling the dead, or an altar for resurrection of the dead. It only exists in a very ancient era. I once saw it in an ancient book, but it has been lost in modern times. No one knows the ritual and process of sacrifice."

Listening to the Dharma God, Su Li's face became ugly.

If what Dafa said is true, the real purpose of this altar is to bring the owner of the bloody tongue and big mouth back to life.

"If you continue to sacrifice, it, which should have disappeared in the past time and space, may be resurrected in this era. If it is resurrected, you will become the first sacrifice for its resurrection."

"Su Li, remember, don't use the power of this altar, let alone give it sacrifices. I just hope everything is still in time."