Chapter 621

Chu is a vast country with boundless territory. Beyond the extreme West is the vast sea. There are many islands. Several of them are connected with each other end to end. They look like a carp, so they are called carp islands.

Between the islands, it's probably the place where carp's eyes are. There's a small island several miles around. But it's amazing that there are so many mountains on this small island. Dozens of mountains are piled up together. They rush to the sky desperately. It's so overwhelming that they can't help but feel that the island will be overturned.

Under the ancient trees and vines between the mountains, the old ghost frowned tightly, and looked at the horrible cave that went straight to the bottom of the ground.

A stone pillar is drilled out of it, pointing straight to the sky, and the rough surface is covered with years of erosion traces, which has obviously existed for a long time.

Between the fringes on the surface of the fuzzy stone pillars, the strands of blood extended upward, drilling all the way into the top of the pillars, sitting on the skeletons with knees crossed, like a "blood vein" interwoven on the pale bones.

Because of the existence of this "blood line", the skeleton gives a sense of being still alive, as if it had been exposed to the heaven and the earth for many years for some reasons and suffered the invasion of wind and rain.

"God blood is less and less..." The old ghost's head murmured, and his eyes were cold and overcast. There was a trace of fear that could not be concealed.

Fan Buyu was killed, and the divine blood continued to decrease. He felt the smell of death again, too heavy to breathe.

He turned around and left. Soon, the aborigines on the carp islands received a reminder from the elders of sacrifice. The evil gods were about to get out of the trap. To maintain the continuity and inheritance of the ethnic group, large-scale sacrifice must be started to suppress the evil gods with the power of blood and flesh.

All the tribes on the islands, who lost their laughter in a moment, are entitled to sacrifice themselves. They must be young men and women. They hold their children, kneel in front of their parents, bow deeply, stand up and leave. Their faces are full of sadness and firmness.

This is something that no one can avoid in the ancient tribal years. As long as parents and children can live, they are not afraid of death.

One by one aboriginal men and women, under the guidance of sacrifice, came to the stone pillar with full face of piety, and jumped down after worshiping. The big holes in the ground, like the mouths of open monsters, devour them all without leaving any trace.

The old man looked at what happened coldly. Although the role of "breeding" was getting smaller and smaller, it was the only way for him at present. If he can successfully kill the emperor outside Jidu, how can he face such an embarrassing situation.

"Damn it!"

Curse a sentence, the old ghost turned around and left, "feeding" will take a while, he can't do more delay here.

How wonderful and grateful it is to live. We must give full play to the value of every second. We can't waste half a moment.

Two months later, the "breeding" finally ended. At the cost of the lives of millions of Aborigines and most of the carp islands, the trend of decline in divine blood finally stabilized.

At the same time, the old man was relieved, but he could not really feel relaxed. He was very clear that this "steady" state could not last too long.

The aborigines on the island can't make a second sacrifice in a hundred years. During this time, they must find other ways to improve the production of divine blood.

Fan Buyu died half a year ago. He was always calm. I think he was too cautious. Maybe it's time to return to the land of gods and demons.

Looking around the boundless sea, a man and a woman walk on the waves. Where they pass by, the water surface is calm for a moment, just like a flat mirror.

You Ji took his arm and looked puzzled. "I have evil power all over the world, but I can't find the trace of the old ghost. How does your majesty know that he is hiding here?"

Qin Yu smiled and said, "it is the message sent to me by the God of hunting."

You Ji frowns, "the God of hunt? What kind of force is this? How can I not know? "

Qin Huan explained, "the God of hunt is not a real organization strictly. It is a combination of many scattered practices, but it has a very high threshold for joining, receiving services such as assassination and news purchase."

You Ji crinkles her nose, "Your Majesty is to say, I am not qualified now, do you know the news about the hunting God?"

Qin Huan couldn't help shaking his head He and Youji are very careful. They don't even know their deeds, but they are still controlled by the hunting God. In terms of intelligence, at least, there is not much time for the powerful hunter.

This time, the information about the old ghost head is that the God of hunt is willing to take the initiative to release Qin Huan. Although it's called the God of hunt. It's said that no one in the world can't be killed to undertake any business. However, there are some restrictions, such as the magic way emperor.

This title represents the position that the God of hunting dare not touch. Of course, no one can afford to kill the emperor.

Between the sky and the sea, a mountain appears at the end of the line of sight. As the approach continues to extend downward, it becomes more and more thick, until several islands end-to-end emerge and are located on the sea.

You Ji sipped the corner of her mouth and said softly, "is that it?"

Qin Huan nodded, turned around, smiled and touched her hair. "Don't worry, just stand here and wait for me to come back."With a flick of the sleeve, the sea water rises automatically, forming a water ball to wrap Youji.

PATA -

the water ball falls into the sea and disappears.

Take a breath, Qin Huan faces the islands and strides forward. The invisible breath comes from his body, communicates with heaven and earth, and touches the regular lines.

So the wind between heaven and earth gradually rises, the sky above the head has no clouds, but gradually becomes dark, as if the light has been banished.

The invisible Qi machine covers the whole islands. The monsters running in the mountains and forests all sob and shiver to the ground. Among the aboriginal tribes, the priests who embarked on the road of cultivation stared up one by one, and their faces were quickly pale.

Shua -

in the palace, the old man opened his eyes suddenly and his face was full of rage!

No reason is needed. Intuition tells him that what is coming at this moment is to kill fan Buyu. How can the other party know about this?

But now it's meaningless to think about it again. The old man took a deep breath and his eyes were clear. If in other places, he will not hesitate to escape, but the carp islands are his root, if here is destroyed, he will surely die.

That is to say, there is no retreat today, he can only fight!

Deep inspiration long body and rise, the old ghost first step, the figure has appeared in the Hulu islands above, eyes sharp to the horizon.

A young man with white hair is now walking on the waves of the sea. His robe is rolling in the wind. His strong momentum is gradually consistent with the heaven and the earth.

"The emperor!"

The old ghost lost his voice and exclaimed.

Qin Huan said lightly: "I'm not healed. I'll use you as a millstone to temper my will to survive the disaster."

Raise one's hand and clench one's fist, the heaven and earth suddenly shake, the violent force is like the river, "boom" sweep out.

Line of sight forward, the sea suddenly separated from it, forming an abyss!

The old ghost roared, "devil emperor, if you let me go, I would like to join the devil kingdom for the holy palace to drive."

Press your hands forward, the black fog comes out, condensing a thick barrier.

Dong -

the sound is dull and loud. The black fog suddenly sinks in, and then the power bursts out, tearing the fog into pieces, rolling and disappearing.

The figure of the old ghost's head went back, and his face was pale, but his eyes were very bright, full of ecstasy and disbelief.

When the emperor comes in person, he will never be bored to make fun of him. The old ghost head also feels the fierce killing intention from this attack, but the attack is strong, but it is far from the level that the emperor should have.

It's true! The emperor is really hurt!

Like fan Buyu, the old ghost head immediately made up his mind that no matter what price he paid, he must kill the Emperor today. This will be their best chance to change their fate in this life.

He turned and rose to the sky.

Qin Huan frowned. He didn't expect that the old ghost would react like this. He made a move to catch up with him.

In the sky over the carp islands, two blasts were heard in succession, and the violent sounds and waves seemed to roar like thunder.

Swallowed millions of aborigines in the big hole, suddenly came out a, depressed and excited breathing.

At the top of the pillar, the bones on the surface of the white bones are intertwined with "blood vessels". At this moment, they open their mouths and make a silent howl.

The body near the old ghost's head exploded in the mid air and turned into a mass of scarlet blood gas, which was absorbed by the skeleton in a blink of an eye.

Viscera, flesh and blood, hair A scene in which bones are raw and flesh are made into living people, which is completed in several breaths.

At the moment, there is a middle-aged man. His body is very tall and strong. His eyebrows and eyes are open and close, and his spirit is rising.

I bow slightly and salute with one hand touching my chest, "please allow me to officially introduce myself. I'm Wei Zongyuan, born in the royal family of the great Wei Dynasty. Unfortunately, I have lost my ancestral face over the years and have to go incognito. Your majesty should be the only one in the world who knows my origin. If I am killed by your majesty today, please set up a monument for me and leave my real name. Of course, if Wei kills his majesty by chance, he will collect the body for you. "

Qin Huan nodded, "I promise you."

Wei Zongyuan got up, "Your Majesty, I'm offended!" He took one step, like millions of mountains falling down, the whole earth and sky suddenly trembled and moaned.

Click -

Click -

countless space cracks appear, and then twist to separate from the space, forming a black long knife in Wei Zongyuan's hand.

Shua -

when the blade was cut off, Qin Huan's body suddenly stiffened, and a feeling of numbness appeared from the center of his brow and spread out rapidly.

What a terrible knife!

He raised his hand and held it forward. In the space shock, countless translucent lines appeared, which Qin Huan grasped and pulled back. So a large bow and shadow appear, transparent lines release countless light points, condense arrows.

Release your hand and shoot out your arrows. It's the rule of heaven and earth. It has the absolute property of tearing everything apart.

In the shocking sound, the terrorist wave blows on the stone pillar. Its surface seems to be covered with corrosion traces, but in fact, it is indestructible. In the "buzzing" tremor, it releases a large amount of pressure to control the collision wave in a narrow range.Wei Zongyuan looked down at the blood hole that appeared on his chest, with admiration on his face.

"The magic body cultivation method of the holy palace can turn the body into a treasure, communicate with the heaven and the earth, and directly mobilize the power of rules. It's really awesome. It seems that I can't kill his majesty with my own strength. "

He looks up, his eyes are calm and crazy, "maybe I will never be me again, or even lose the dominant position of consciousness, but I am still alive and will live forever. In fact, that's enough. In order to live, I can pay any price. "

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wei Zongyuan flew to the top of the stone pillar, half knelt, reached for his hand and pressed down. "Many years ago, I found you, suppressed you, absorbed your blood and survived. I know you hate me deeply, but now is our best chance. You can be free again. I can live on and get what I need. If you like, let go of your strength and merge with me. "

Sound falls, the stone pillar below, unexpectedly in a blink of an eye, appear numerous cracks.

For tens of millions of years, countless times of Aboriginal "breeding" have been carried out, maintaining the production of divine blood, which also permeates this stone pillar with great power.

As the master of Aboriginal blood, if you want to take charge of their life and death, you can naturally use this blood to penetrate and destroy the stone pillars from the inside.

Roar -

the blood evil spirit soars to the sky, forms the cloud pillar in the blink of an eye, connects the sky straightly, the terror, the suppression extremely breath, erupts from it, causes the mind to tremble, despairs.

A howl, all over the cracks of the stone pillars, directly exploded into pieces, the whole body covered with blood skeleton, flying from the ground hole.

It's hanging in the middle of the sky, and there's a burning soul fire in its eyes This flame is pure gold!

Noble and mysterious, it seems to contain all things in the world.

There is an old saying that there are gods in the world. Their souls are gold This is the skeleton of a spirit!

To be able to reverse the limit of rules and continue the life that should have withered, we need to rely on some power beyond the rules.

And the power of the gods is enough to do that!

Even if it's just a god bone, I don't know how many years it died, but it still seems to retain its strong will.

The invisible pressure is like the spring tide, sweeping outward in circles. The place where it passes is the heaven and the earth, all of which should tremble.

The golden fire in the eye socket fell on Wei Zongyuan. It seemed to be considering.

All of a sudden, the golden flame skyrocketed. It was full of bloody bones, showing golden lines.

In the next moment, with these lines as the division, the divine bone is broken into countless pieces.

The broken divine bone loses all power, because it takes all power back to the soul.

The golden soul, like a burning sun, releases the light that can't be looked at directly.

Trance between, it seems to be able to see a towering figure from these lights, he propped up the sky and looked at ten sides.

Whew -

the golden soul flew out and disappeared into Wei Zongyuan's eyebrow.

He closed his eyes and his body trembled slightly. After a few breath, he opened them again. His eyes became light gold. Looking down at his hands, Wei Zongyuan took a few silent breaths and sighed softly in his mouth, "I didn't expect there would be another day of resurrection for this God."

He looked up and looked over Qin Huan. "Humble mortals, the breath on you makes my God feel palpitation. I don't know what it is, but after today, they belong to my God."

In front of him, Wei Zongyuan's consciousness has been expelled and suppressed by some deity, who lost himself Become a god!