"Oh no!"
"No!"
"No!"
In the bloody light, Ning Yudao's six evil spirits formed by absorbing the seven sins and seven emotions all over his body let out a miserable scream.
But no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't break free from the shackles of the blood.
There is a deep evil hidden in that bloody light, which is most capable of infecting magic weapons and magic weapons, let alone a few illusory and unreal shadows?
In just an instant, Ning Yudao began to slowly disappear in the bloody light.
Just like when Xuan Xing was in school, the teacher picked up the blackboard and erased the useless writing, from the feet to the waist and back, to the neck and head.
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, Ning Yudao had been swallowed by this mouthful of the altar.
Immediately, amid the blood and light, An Qisheng heard a low murmur:
"what do you want?"
An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the bloody light of the altar lightly:
"what do you have?"
Sitting in the mountains for nearly two years, he not only used the magnetic field to hone his body and deduce the way forward, but also gained a more and more thorough understanding of this world.
The heaven and earth of the Emperor's Heaven Realm and the Human Realm are filled with countless qi machines.
in,
There are five poisons in heaven: Tao, Buddha, demon, ghost and evil.
There are seven human sins: greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and lust.
These inexplicable qi machines are all rooted in the aura of heaven and earth, or the poison of the aura of heaven and earth itself is passed on to them, or it may be precisely because of their existence.
The aura of heaven and earth is poisonous.
In his opinion, the evil spirit of resentment is no different from the Taoist spiritual power and the Buddhist spiritual power, so naturally it cannot scare him.
Hearing An Qisheng's response, the altar fell silent, as if a monotonous program had been stuck.
After a long time, the cold magic voice sounded again:
"Everything."
"Everything?"
An Qisheng was amused by this big talk.
How dare you say that there is everything in an altar left by a different evil path?
Even when the evil ways had not been destroyed, they did not dare to say such big words.
"You have everything, then..."
An Qisheng turned his eyes and said calmly:
"I heard that the Lord of the Netherworld has a strange book that governs the cycle of life and death. Do you have it?"
boom!
The altar shook suddenly, the blood mist rolled, and the demonic sound was somewhat distorted:
"Insufficient sacrifices!"
"Not enough? Then I will make up for it for you!"
An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his hands. As soon as he thought, a strong wind suddenly rose in the cave, dust was swirling, and the lights suddenly started to sway.
But what is invisible to the naked eye is the resentment and evil energy that fills the world, and the evil thoughts that have escaped from all the spirits are pouring back in!
An Qisheng is an expert at capturing spiritual imprints. He condenses Qi seeds. After the three flowers gather at the top, he has a deeper grasp of the various qi mechanisms in the world. At this time, with a thought, the mountains here are surrounded by wind and clouds. .
Amid the roaring wind, this place was filled with swamps, and countless evil spirits dissipated from the miasmatic mountains rolled in.
Through his guidance, pour it into the altar.
Buzz buzz~~~
The altar shrouded in blood mist suddenly began to shake crazily after being stimulated by this, and faintly, the sound of countless howling ghosts seemed to be heard in it.
And then it spread, coming out of the cave and echoing in the mountains.
For a time, the countless beasts lying dead in the mountains were all frightened and trembling.
Many villagers in that village were also horrified. The villagers who were slaughtering wild boars in the moonlight even lost their swords and knelt down to pray.
The old villager was full of energy. He knelt down and shouted, asking the villagers to push out the 'sacrifice'.
It turns out that tonight is the day they offer sacrifices to the 'mountain god'. Because of this, they have been waiting late at night, just waiting to offer the 'sacrifice' before dawn.
"It's just a mountain god or a ghost! You idiots, why don't you let me go!"
"Let us go quickly!"
Several carts pushed several young people with their hair tied up to the end of the village.
Li Changyu felt extremely aggrieved and kept cursing.
Unexpectedly, despite his good intentions, he wanted to eliminate demons for them, but instead he was plotted against him.
"Brother Li, we are in trouble this time! But where righteousness lies, why should we fear death? I just hate these fools for listening to the ghosts!"
A young man shouted and cursed:
"It just so happens that I died and turned into a ghost. I must kill you idiots together with that monster!"
"Yes, they are all ghosts, we are so scared!"
A short young man also gritted his teeth, his body was shaking so much, but he still refused to give in.
The villagers were so frightened that they didn't even have the attention to pay attention to these "young heroes".
They have lived in the mountains for a long time, but they have never seen such a terrifying scene.
It was as if all the demons and ghosts in the world had come to life!
Huhuhu~
In the underground palace-like cave, the dark wind became more and more turbulent, and the entire cave seemed to be alive. The relief murals on the cave wall began to glow with a tragic red light, as if they were coming to life.
The movement of the altar was unprecedentedly violent. The blood mist rolled, sometimes turning into ghost faces, sometimes turning into monsters, and it let out a scream that was louder than the previous one.
"Master, I'm a little scared..."
The yellow dog's tail stood up, looking at the altar as if facing a formidable enemy, feeling terror.
"Don't be afraid."
Amid the fierce wind, An Qisheng's clothes remained motionless. At this time, he was quietly watching the riots at the altar, with ripples deep in his eyes:
"Today, let me have a good meal for you!"
boom!
A huge roar resounded, and the door to an alien space suddenly seemed to open in the middle of the altar filled with blood.
A figure filled with endless resentment flashed out of it.
"It's a pity that I prepared the body shell for myself..."
While muttering indifferently to himself, a white bone palm protruded from the alien space and clasped on the edge of the altar.
Amidst the blood mist, two scarlet eyes came through.
All kinds of emotions are rolling in those eyes, including all kinds of greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil and desire, which makes people feel chilly. If you are an ordinary practitioner, just one look will make you go crazy.
Infected with his own inspiration.
scare!
The hairs on the yellow dog's body exploded, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it was extremely tense.
With the sound of the skeleton shaking, a tall skeleton walked out of the alien space.
Extremely evil and extremely demonic, with all kinds of evil touching you!
Its appearance seems to be the same as that of the Bone Man Demon, but its aura is completely different.
It is just a white bone, but it gives people a feeling of extreme perfection. Every inch of the white bones makes people feel that it is very perfect. It is a perfect skeleton that has been tempered for thousands of times.
Kakakka~
The moment he appeared, the howling wind and the red light of the blood mist all around him dimmed.
The invisible air currents that are visible to the naked eye are swallowed into the body like a swallow throwing itself into the forest.
Then, in the yellow dog's horrified eyes.
On the thick white bones, blood lines appeared one after another, and then, there were flesh and blood, big tendons, eyeballs, hair...
In just a few clicks of his fingers, the white bones had regenerated flesh and blood, transforming into a naked and majestic body.
That body is incomparably perfect, and the ups and downs of every inch of the line seem to contain the most exquisite mysteries of the human body, naturally exuding a sense of wildness and unrestrainedness.
At the same time, a bloody Taoist robe appeared in the void and was draped on him.
boom!
In an instant, a powerful and evil bloody light burst out from behind him, like a long tail flame pulled by a shooting star, or like he was wearing a long bloody cloak.
Phew~
Amidst the blood and light, he reached down casually, and amid the buzzing and shaking, a small altar rose up from the mottled altar, and he held it in his hand.
"Zhenren Yixie..."
An Qisheng looked at this man indifferently, ripples rising in his eyes:
[Consumption of 928 points of power]
[Yixie Zhenren (911/1095)]
[Original trajectory: Born in the human world of Huangtian Realm, Daqing Dynasty, Taitian Mansion, Liangzhou, he was a serf of a wealthy family when he was young. Because of his extraordinary talent, he was able to practice martial arts. Later, because of his great luck, he met Yu Waiqi Things, embark on the path of spiritual practice...
He is extremely gifted, has unparalleled understanding, and practices extremely quickly. He founded the sect of heterodox sects and occupies hundreds of thousands of mountains. He is a giant of the deviant sect. He has realized the seventy-two heaven-reaching methods among the strange objects in the universe, and combined them to form the deviant sect. ...
Later, there was a great change, and the evil ways were destroyed by people. He cut off his life and hid in the mountains...]
[...In the ninety-seven thousand six hundred and ninety-seventh year of the Emperor's reign, on the eve of the Nether Palace Lord's Festival, he was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi]
This blood-robed Taoist is clearly the leader of Yixie Taoism, Zhenren Yixie!
According to legend, it was destroyed by humans many years ago, but left behind to be reborn in future generations.
At this time, An Qisheng realized why the evil practices of different evil ways were constantly suppressed. This was because the source had not been eliminated at all. Every once in a while, evil practices would be spread among the altars spread across countless mountains and rivers. out.
The real Yixie is hidden among countless altars. If any altar improves, it can be resurrected from it.
However, what An Qisheng cares about is not the deviant Taoist.
But that 'extraordinary object'.
Naturally, there are also extraterrestrial worlds in the Huangtian Realm. However, extraterritoriality and outer world are two completely different concepts.
The former may come from the depths of the starry sky, but the latter is very likely to come from,
Other universes!
"In my calculation, I was born sixty years ago, but unexpectedly it was earlier than expected. It seems that it is your credit..."
The Taoist in blood clothes looked at An Qisheng calmly and said slowly:
"I should thank you..."
An Qisheng looked at the blood-robed Taoist lightly:
"Is the sacrifice enough?"
The blood-clothed Taoist's eyes narrowed and he took a deep look at An Qisheng. He didn't feel any magical power at all. He seemed to be just an ordinary person, but his body was a bit too tyrannical...
It is simply more tyrannical than the dragon beast.
Is this also a human body?
He stretched his arms, slowly adapted to the feeling after resurrection, and gave a slight approval:
"Your sacrifice is good, what do you want? Magical powers, secrets, or magic weapons?"
Looking at the white-clothed Taoist standing quietly, Master Yixie did not make a move. While he was familiar with the demonic body of a white-skeletal man, he was also spying on An Qisheng.
He didn't believe that a person who could resurrect him in advance could never be an ordinary person without magic power.
"That altar of yours is pretty good..."
An Qisheng smiled faintly:
"Just give me that altar!"
