"Damn it!" Hongsaki realized that he had been tricked, and his face became gloomy.
Mengluoluo continued to taunt: "Are you unhappy? Come and hit me, a third-rate thing like you. If I use two hands, I will lose!"
"You!" Hongsaki was furious and stood up forcefully. Regardless of his injuries, he wanted to fight Monroro to the death.
"Kensaki, step back." At this time, Da Siming spoke.
Hearing Da Siming's words, Hongsaki glanced at Meng Luoluo hatefully, but still refrained from taking action and retreated.
Meng Luoluo curled his lips and said: "Tch, that's too cowardly."
Da Siming took a few steps forward and his eyes fell on Yan Nan and Meng Luoluo.
Yan Nan's lips curled up slightly and he said, "Are you finally going to take action yourself?"
Da Siming said: "It seems that there are some true immortals in the underworld who are not bloodthirsty."
Yan Nan frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Da Siming smiled inexplicably and said: "The murderous guys should be trapped to death now."
Yan Nan said: "Don't say something I don't understand. Now you have only two choices, commit suicide or be killed by me."
"You are very strong." Da Siming said, "Unfortunately, you are not strong enough."
Yan Nan said: "It is true that I cannot be invincible among the true immortals, but I am more than enough to deal with you, because there is only one true immortal who can defeat me, and that person is not you."
Da Siming was not angry and had no intention of taking action. He just asked suddenly: "Aren't you curious about what this altar is used for?"
Yan Nan said calmly: "It is full of dirty infant spirit resentment, and it will definitely not be used for any good things."
"Then I'll let you take a look." Da Siming laughed and immediately waved his hand. Immediately, his men brought over several young children, both boys and girls, all around three or four years old.
Da Siming came to these young children, touched their heads lovingly, and nodded with satisfaction: "The bones are good."
Immediately, Da Siming gave his men a look.
His subordinates understood the situation, and under Yan Nan's watchful eyes, he skillfully threw the children into the altar.
Blue flames rose up, and along with several screams, the children instantly turned into ashes. At the same time, a pure power flowed into the forbidden fairy formation at their feet, and the forbidden fairy formation bloomed with light. Immediately it dimmed again.
Yan Nan just looked at him and didn't stop him. He just said: "You are so cruel. These are the descendants of your heavens."
"Cruel?" Da Siming's tone was extremely cold, without any emotion at all. "As a creature of the underworld, don't you find it ridiculous to say the word cruel?"
Yan Nan said: "We are cruel to our enemies, but no matter how cruel we are, we will never treat our own people like this, let alone children. Do you, a vicious guy like you, have the qualifications to mock me in the underworld?"
Da Siming said: "Since you are so kind, why don't you save them?"
Yan Nan said: "I will not save the enemy, no matter how pitiful they are."
Kindness does not equal stupidity.
Foolish people will not die well.
Da Siming looked at the forbidden immortal formation at his feet, which contained unimaginable terrifying power, and he murmured in a low voice: "It's not enough."
Yan Nan frowned and said, "What did you say?"
Da Siming did not respond, but suddenly said: "With the experience of previous failures, I found that young children are good nourishment."
nourishment?
Yan Nan was confused after hearing this, and her brows couldn't help but frown. She felt that a huge conspiracy was going on, and a chill spread from the bottom of her heart. "Why did you kill these children?"
Da Siming completely ignored Yan Nan and just said to himself: "However, using young children is still too slow, so I have been looking for better nutrients. The hard work paid off, and I finally found it."
Yan Nan quietly took a few steps back. She suddenly felt that things were not that simple, so she was ready to leave at any time.
Da Siming's eyes shone brightly and he said: "The best nourishment is... the immortal."
Meng Luoluo scolded impatiently: "Hey, what are you talking about? Can you say something we can understand!"
Da Siming suddenly laughed wildly and said: "Thanks to your arrival, my plan for so many years can finally come true. Today, I will let you witness this shocking scene with your own eyes!"
After saying that, Da Siming suddenly raised his hands and pointed in the direction of the altar.
Suddenly, Yan Nan was keenly aware of a certain aura, turned his head suddenly, and looked towards the altar.
Immediately afterwards, a crystal clear and extremely bright immortal corpse slowly emerged from the altar.
This immortal corpse exudes an ancient aura, with mysterious and strange runes flowing all over its body. It is enduring and powerful enough to make people feel suffocated.
"This is..." Yan Nan's eyes were full of shock, as if she had seen something incredible, because she sensed an aura from this body that should not appear in the True Immortal Sacrifice World.
The breath of the Immortal King!
Da Siming said enthusiastically with his eyes wide open: "This is the body of the Immortal King, the body of the Boundless Immortal King."
Yan Nan was finally shocked and said in shock: "How come the body of the Boundless Immortal King is in your hands?!"
Da Siming said in a contemptuous tone: "What I want to do is not something you can understand."
Yan Nan is worthy of being the eldest lady of the Yan clan. She quickly calmed down the shock in her heart. Murderous intent burst out in her eyes. The development of the matter has been far beyond her control. At this time, she must kill this big commander first, otherwise there will be consequences. Unthinkable.
Almost instantly, she made her decision.
"Hell Eye!"
Yan Nan stretched out her left hand, and in her palm, an eye exuding the aura of hell suddenly opened. This was one of the Yan clan's most powerful methods, the Hell Eye.
Da Siming looked at Yan Nan calmly.
"Hell's Gun!"
The powerful power of hell burst out from the eyes of hell, and a terrifying aura filled the air. The power of hell continued to pour out and condense, and an indestructible spear suddenly took shape.
Yan Nan had no intention of holding back. With a wave of his hand, the hell gun turned into a black light, as if it could destroy everything, and shot toward Da Siming with a roar.
"kill!"
Yan Nan planned to kill him with one strike!
"This is the first time I have seen Sister Yan Nan have such a strong murderous intention." Meng Luoluo looked at the terrifying hell gun and couldn't help but shudder. If he faced this gun himself, he would definitely die.
Seeing that the spear of hell was about to penetrate Da Siming's body, just when the tip of the spear was less than an inch away from Da Siming, his figure disappeared out of thin air.
This blow failed.
