afternoon. The fighting became more and more tragic, and the audience was even more enthusiastic and shouted. In the group arena, almost all the talented disciples of the major sects stood. The worst is the middle stage of the seven realms. Hundreds of cultivators above the seventh realm stood on the ring. There are only a few hundred intact cultivators in the audience, and there are some cunning guys who are waiting for the people on the stage to run out of strength. Wait for the last hour before dusk before going on stage to pick up leaks. In other words, almost 9,000 cultivators withdrew from the competition. All of this is based on fierce fighting, Only then can these real masters be quickly determined.
On the high platform. Zhang Xuezhou squinted his eyes half-closed, seemingly dozing off, In fact, he is in control of every move of the Huang family. For the battle in the audience, there is no interest at all. He was waiting, waiting for the big ghost king to show up. "Mr. Huang, the poor monk went to see those injured, can we leave temporarily?" Monk Wutian saluted with one hand and asked Huang Yuhong. Huang Yuhong waved his hand when he heard the words: "Go, Mage Wutian, this competition is getting more and more intense, so come back quickly, don't miss the wonderful battle." "The poor monk knows." Monk Wutian bowed slightly, nodded to Zhang Xuezhou, and left quickly. Zhang Xuezhou looked at Monk Wutian thoughtfully. The last time I used the evil god slander method was this six-level mage who caused trouble. It is said that I was injured by my own Magic power. Even if I saved my life, the Realm should have plummeted. Why now, Realm has improved a lot. It seems that there is at least the Cultivation Base of the eight-level late stage. A blessing in disguise? Realm soaring? In the infirmary. None were injured. Monk Wutian stood inside the door. Seeing this, dozens of staff members in yellow clothes immediately knelt down on one knee: "Greetings to the ghost king. Monk Wutian's face was indifferent: "Open the secret door, blood sacrifice cultivator." "Yes, Ghost King Kuimu." Several subordinates immediately opened the floor.
A stepped tunnel leading underground appeared. Kui Mu Ghost King walked down slowly. The entire underground of Xinfa Square has been hollowed out, and mysterious symbols and patterns are engraved on the ground, countless men in black and ghosts are waiting here. The cultivators who were transferred to the infirmary for treatment were all dead at this moment. One by one, their necks were cut and bloodletted, their hearts were gouged out, and the craftsman god was drawn out as the eyes of the grand array of ascending immortals. The blood of more than 9,000 cultivators flows along the carved rune grooves, Countless primordial spirits screamed and wailed: "Monk, you dare to do such a rebellious thing, I will wait for the elders of the master, and I will not let you go." Originally came here to become famous in World War I, but was treated as a sacrifice. Kuimu Ghost King sat in the center of the formation, and smiled lightly: "You should be honored to be a cultivator as a stepping stone on this king's road to immortality. "Fart, you wait, so many of us cultivators were brutally killed by you, I wait for Master Head Teacher, the Elder will definitely go down the mountain to destroy you, and crush you to ashes!" Hearing this, Kuimu Ghost King sneered: "This king becomes a fairy queen in one fell swoop, who in the world is my opponent, and if you and the elders of the master's sect live on meddling, that's all. "If you dare to find bad luck for me, I will destroy all of you!" "Left and right guards, immediately open the big formation, and open the gate of immortality!" The black-robed left protector and the red-robed right protector immediately said respectfully, "Yes, ghost king!" The big array starts, and the light flashes. An invisible barrier directly enveloped the entire Xinfa Square. "Ah~~~" The people in the auditorium suddenly covered their faces and screamed again and again, and countless blood mist floated out from all the pores of their bodies. Some people's souls were even pulled out. Gather towards the central void of the square. "What happened!?" The cultivators who were fighting stopped immediately, and the challengers in the audience also looked up. "Not good, some evil spirits have set up a blood sacrifice array here, they want to take advantage of us when we are weak, and wipe us all out. "Quickly cast a spell to protect yourself!!!" "Pfft~ The blood sacrifice array is sucking my primordial spirit!" An eight-level cultivator felt that the Magic power in his body was unstable, and blood flowed out uncontrollably, Lian Yuan Shendu felt that it was time to expand the aperture, so he immediately meditated in Lotus Position and recited the protective mantra. Seeing this, the other cultivators immediately followed Lotus Position and sat down to cast spells. Countless blood streams and souls were sucked together. A huge blood gate was formed.
On the high platform, Zhang Xuezhou stood up, ·0 for flowers... The blood sacrifice formation has been opened, and the gate of ascension to immortality has appeared. It proves that the ghost king has already acted. Zhang Xuezhou looked serious, and immediately grabbed Huang Yuhong's throat: "Say, who are you!?" Huang Yuhong panicked: "Master Zhang, what are you doing, we have no grievances or enmities. "Now that something like this happened suddenly at the conference, you should quickly find a way to solve it. Why are you bothering me?" Zhang Xuezhou's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I don't intend to talk nonsense with you, Huang Yuhong's family was killed by my own hands, and you still dare to show off your cleverness in front of me. "Tell me honestly, where is the ghost king Kuimu, otherwise I don't mind killing your family again." Mrs. Huang and Huang Sihai looked at each other, got up and ran. ..........0 Seeing this, Zhang Xuezhou said coldly, "Kill them!" Chi Huo and You Ji immediately stepped forward and slapped them to death. Huang Yuhong's legs immediately became weak, and she knelt on the ground: "Master, I am an actor, please don't kill me." "This matter has nothing to do with me. It was the ghost king who caught me, made me have plastic surgery, and asked me to dress up as Huang Yuhong. My life is in his hands. I dare not refuse to listen. Zhang Xuezhou lifted Huang Yuhong's neck and paused every word: "Who is the ghost king, and where is he. Huang Yuhong said fearfully: "Master Wutian, the ghost king has now become Master Wutian, no, Master Wutian has become the king of ghosts, please forgive me..." "Other things, I don't know, I really don't know." Zhang Xuezhou pinched hard, and Huang Yuhong's neck was twisted on the spot: "Trash, what's the use of keeping you alive!" Leaping forward, condensing the void, he roared angrily: "Ghost King Kuimu, show up, I know you are here, don't be that cowardly bastard." At this time, the huge blood gate with a height of 100 meters and a width of 50 meters above the head, Slowly open a gap. A bloody light rose from the sky. The ground burst instantly. Countless men in black and countless ghosts rushed out from the ground. Hundreds of masters immediately jumped into the air to cast spells, stood in the void, looked at the ground in surprise, and shouted: The demon is in the ground!!!” ps: Beg for flowers, beg for evaluation tickets, beg for monthly tickets, beg for rewards, beg for reminder tickets....
