2927 Ghost Clan

Style: Heros Author: Xiao ShiyimoWords: 2268Update Time: 24/01/19 05:49:24
There are one thousand and eighty blood-colored stone pillars. Mysterious runes are all over the surface of the stone pillars, and ferocious faces can be seen. They are from all races, most of which are human race.

These blood-colored stone pillars appeared in crowded places, and a large number of monks rushed out of their residences. Most of them were from the lizard tribe, and some were affiliated races of the lizard tribe.

The ghostly faces on the surface of the blood-colored stone pillars let out bursts of shrill screams, and spewed out streams of gray light, covering the monks. When these monks touched the gray light, they screamed in agony, and their bodies exploded and turned into blood. The fog and blood mist were swept into the blood-colored stone pillars by the gray light, making the blood-colored stone pillars more and more dazzling.

There are hundreds of millions of monks gathered in the entire Tianli Mountain Range, most of whom are in the Qi Refining Stage. There are members of the Lizard Clan, as well as the Sable Clan, the Blood Frog Clan, and the Thunder Mantis Clan.

Yifeng did not give up on these women, children, the old and the weak. While shrinking his troops, he moved a large number of women, children, the old and the weak back to the Tianli Mountains, in name only to dispel the concerns of the frontline soldiers and let them fight to the death.

The Lizard Tribe has been properly arranging them, and now they want to squeeze out the last bit of their value.

"Senior Yi, spare your life! We did not betray the Lizard Clan!"

"Eighteen generations of my ancestors have served the Lizard Clan! There is hard work without merit! You can't treat us like this!"

"We work hard for the Lizard Clan, you can't kill us!"

"Clan leader, we are the same clan!"

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These monks begged for mercy one after another, but Yifeng ignored them.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling loudly spread throughout the Tianzhu Mountains. A large number of monks were killed, and the blood-colored stone pillars lit up with dazzling blood.

Tianhe Sword Master's face darkened, his sleeves flicked, and a flying sword with blue light flowing unsteadily flew out.

After a clear sword cry sounded, the blue flying sword suddenly became brighter, and tens of thousands of blue sword energy swept out, heading straight for these blood-colored stone pillars.

With a pinch of the Gongxiao Technique, a golden light rose into the sky and turned into a golden shadow of Yaksha, the aura flickering non-stop.

The phantom of Yaksha opened its mouth and let out a piercing strange roar. Wang Changsheng and others were dizzy and collapsed to the ground. Their whole bodies were limp and they could not use any strength.

A golden sound wave swept out and headed straight for the blood-colored stone pillar.

Wherever the golden sound wave passed, mountains exploded, smoke billowed, and a large number of houses were destroyed.

The ghostly faces on the surface of the one thousand and eighty blood-colored stone pillars seemed to come alive, and they spurted out streaks of blood and rushed forward.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the blood light was smashed to pieces. The blue sword light hit the blood-colored stone pillars, leaving behind terrifying sword marks. The golden sound waves passed by the blood-colored stone pillars, and thick and long cracks appeared on the blood-colored stone pillars.

Soon, the runes on the bloody stone pillar brightened, and the scars quickly disappeared, as if they had never disappeared.

One thousand and eighty bloody stone pillars each shot out a thick beam of blood light. One thousand and eighty blood beams hit the void. The void shook violently. Ripples visible to the naked eye emerged out of thin air. Then, the void tore open. Come, thick and long cracks appear, and there are more and more cracks.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and a blood-colored vortex of 100,000 feet appeared in the sky, and the sky turned blood-red.

The entire void was twisted and deformed, as if it was about to collapse.

The blood-colored vortex rotated rapidly, and figures emerged one after another, as if something was coming.

"Stop him quickly."

Tianhe Sword Master's tone was urgent. He pinched his sword skills, and the blue flying sword suddenly swelled with blue light, turning into a blue rainbow and slashing towards the bloody vortex.

The shadow of Yaksha moved its arms, and with the sound of breaking wind, two huge golden fists flew out. Wherever they passed, the void tore open, and thick and long cracks appeared. The entire void seemed to collapse. .

The ghost faces on the surface of the one thousand and eighty blood-colored stone pillars seemed to come alive. They moved on the surface of the stone pillars. A large number of ghost faces were pieced together and condensed into a huge ferocious ghost face. The huge ghost faces sprayed out a stream of blood and flew high into the sky. go.

The golden wings on Luo Xiao's back flapped lightly and disappeared from where they were.

Wang Changsheng and others noticed something and flew towards the distance one after another, intending to avoid it. The body of Tianhe Sword Master blurred and disappeared into an afterimage.

One thousand and eighty blood lights condensed together, and a huge blood-colored light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering most of the Sky Lizard Mountains, and a large amount of blood-colored flames poured out of the ground.

Wang Changsheng and others were covered by the blood-colored light curtain. They felt a blur before their eyes, appearing in a blood-colored space. The sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling continued, and there were gusts of wind. Below was a sea of ​​blood, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Bu Zhe and others were also trapped by the formation. They never expected that Yifeng had plotted against them.

The void shook and twisted, and a huge blood cloud emerged out of thin air. After the blood cloud rolled and surged, large blood-colored raindrops poured down. After a blur, they turned into blood-colored fireballs.

Yan Ji quickly took out a red shield and inserted a magic spell. The aura of the red shield surged and she rushed forward. At the same time, countless red runes emerged from the surface of her body, and a thick red light curtain appeared.

They all added defense to themselves and cast spells to attack formations.

The sea of ​​​​blood rolled violently, setting off huge waves, and a huge skeleton hundreds of feet high emerged from the sea of ​​​​blood. Countless mysterious blood-colored runes were covered on the surface of the huge skeleton.

The blood-colored runes on its surface were brightly lit, and the blood all over its body continued to flow into its body as if it was guided by some kind of guidance. The huge skull quickly turned blood red, and the black flames in its eye sockets also turned blood red.

"The Mahayana period!"

Bai Xuan's face darkened.

"It's just a magic formation. It's a dead thing after all. Without the control of a Mahayana monk, the power it can exert is limited."

Lin Tianlong said this, and his expression became solemn.

Outside the blood-colored light curtain, the dense blue sword energy and golden sound waves submerged into the blood-colored vortex, disappearing without a trace like a sea of ​​mud.

A group of monks emerged from the bloody whirlpool. There were some gray spiritual patterns on their bodies. Their bodies were more than twice the size of humans. The leader was a burly old man in black robes. The old man in black robes had a round face, small eyes, and a chest. Wearing a string of skulls wrapped in black energy, his body exudes frightening fluctuations of Yin energy, which is slightly inferior to Tianhe Sword Master.

These monks exuded a cold aura and were relatively large, obviously not human.

"Haha, the underworld! Finally the passage to the underworld has been opened."

The mini Nascent Soul laughed heartily and looked ferocious.

"Netherworld tribe? Ghost tribe is the right one."

Tianhe Sword Master said seriously, listening to his words, he seemed to have seen the ghost tribe somewhere.

"The underworld is not an adjacent interface to our Xuanyang world. Even if hundreds of millions of monks are sacrificed with blood, it is impossible for the Mahayana monks from the underworld to easily come to the Xuanyang world. It should be just a clone projection."

Luo Xiao said in a deep voice.

Adjacent interfaces can come and go freely if there are boundary-breaking treasures. Non-adjacent interfaces can go directly to and from each other. Interface teleportation arrays can also be used, but two-way interface teleportation arrays need to be arranged, that is, an interface must be arranged in the Xuanyang world and the underworld. Teleportation array, the lizard tribe obviously does not have this ability. In addition, clone projection can also do it.

------Digression-----

This plot is not easy to write, so writing is slower, and the next chapter will take a little longer.

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