Chapter 177 The Demon Suppression Hall began to descend and fell heavily to the ground!
The door inside opened, and countless disciples dressed in black flew out.
There are so many, there are countless!
Each of them had serious expressions and different cultivation levels, but the chilling aura on their bodies reached into the sky.
Lin Qing's eyes widened and she was shocked.
He knew that most of the disciples of the Demon Suppression Hall had been locked up, and now he thought it was those disciples who had not discovered the problem yet.
Just this part, there is already so much,
“The foundations of the three major sects of the Demon Clan cannot be underestimated.”
After that, there was also a steady stream of demon monks, more than the monks in the Demon Suppression Hall.
A rough count is in the tens of thousands.
This shocked Lin Qing. He didn't expect that after tens of thousands of people were killed by the devil's thorn vines, there would still be so many.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the Monster Clan that paid special attention to this operation, or whether the Monster Clan was already so powerful that a random team could reach such a large scale.
Opposite these monks, there was countless black fog, and densely packed corpses began to crawl up from the Longevity Pit.
Each of their bodies was broken and their faces were pale, but they had cruel smiles on their faces and a sinister murderous aura on their bodies.
It made some of the monks in the Demon Suppression Hall feel frightened.
Especially the clothes they wear are the clothes of the previous generation or even previous generations of demon-suppressing hall disciples.
This made some Demon Suppressing Hall disciples feel particularly ridiculous.
After going through all kinds of hardships to reach this far north, they didn't expect that the enemy was actually the corpse of their ancestors, which was hard for them to accept.
"Children, kill them and let them return here. They belong here originally!" the tall man began to roar.
At the same time, his body suddenly lifted up and became extremely ghastly.
He looked at the Mahayana people in front of him, pulled away the flesh and blood sticking to the corners of his mouth, and smiled.
"Demons, come and meet your ancestors!"
The next moment, the core area of Wanshou Keng began to stir.
One after another figures strolled out of the mist, and when they passed through the black mist, they reappeared in this world.
The four demon masters present all changed their colors, their eyes were full of horror, and their breathing was rapid.
Below, there are six majestic figures, standing together two by two.
He is clearly the ancestor of the three major sects of the Demon Clan!
Moreover, it is not that kind of unknown person, but the kind of person in charge who has held power for countless years!
Zhen Yaotian looked at the tall old man with complicated eyes, "Master, why are you here?"
His expression was complicated. His master had reached his end of life and left the sect after handing it over to him, saying that he was looking for an opportunity for a breakthrough.
But everyone knows that this is just to leave a dignified death.
And his master never came back, and it has been tens of thousands of years.
When everyone thought he was dead, he actually reappeared and stood on the opposite side of the demon clan.
The same is true for the supreme Mahayana of the other two sects, with complex expressions and ancestors of their sects below.
He also left the sect before his death, seeking opportunities for breakthrough.
I didn't expect to appear here today. "How about it? Why don't you kneel down and worship when you see the elders from the past?"
The tall man smiled, and there seemed to be ridicule in his empty eyes.
Zhen Yaotian's breath was erratic, his eyes were firm again, and he held the Nine Heavens Divine Spear in his hand with a solemn expression.
The next moment, a dazzling stream of light rushed into the sky! At this point, the gods in the Nine Heavens Divine Spear are the first to awaken! A terrifying coercion filled the world, and the other two people showed no signs of weakness and began to revive the gods one after another! In the demon territory thousands of miles away, everyone felt an overwhelming oppression that seemed to end their lives.
Zhen Yaotian looked at Zhen Zhenjie, "Go back to the Demon Zhen Palace and keep an eye on those disciples."
Of course he was talking about the heretics. Zhenjie nodded and disappeared.
Zhen Yaotian's aura was solid, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes suddenly! "kill!"
"kill!"
Following the orders from Zhenyao Tian and Qinglong, the disciples and monster beasts below began to charge.
Three breaths later, he collided with the overwhelming corpses! It's just that the current scene is a little weird.
While shouting to kill, the other side remained silent, but the fierceness of the fight was beyond the expectations of the monsters and demons.
In the sky, six figures appeared next to the Bone Throne, standing there together with the tall man.
Zhen Yaotian's eyes narrowed, and he rushed out first, heading straight for the tall man!
"Haha, my own family still needs to be dealt with by my own family!"
Bang, a figure was knocked out. It was the previous palace master wearing the costume of the Demon Suppression Palace.
A wound appeared on his body from top to bottom, almost cutting him off.
There were also streaks of divine light left at the wound, the power of the immortal weapon, so terrifying! The same is true for the rest of the Mahayana of the demon clan, entangled by the ancestors of the sect!
Although with the help of immortal weapons, even one versus two can completely gain the upper hand.
The three Mahayana demon clan members looked directly at the tall man.
Qinglong let out a breath, and his huge cold eyes showed violence, "It's your turn. As long as you are dealt with, Wanshou Pit will not be a concern."
After the words fell, Qinglong rushed out first, followed by White Tiger, and the huge phoenix was suspended in place, ready for a fatal blow at any time.
"Haha, this lowly race has now begun to talk shamelessly." The tall man waved his hand, and the black mist below dispersed, revealing the white food inside.
The body of the demon clan Mahayana who rushed over froze, and his pupils shrank violently!
Below, there are countless monster corpses, and they are trampled under the feet of countless human corpses.
It seems to be filling the Wanshou pit.
At this time, a faint red light appeared in the eye sockets of a huge white bone dragon head! Pieces of white bones flew over and began to gather with the dragon head. In just an instant, a huge dragon formed, soaring straight into the sky, heading towards the huge green dragon.
In front of this huge white-bone blue dragon, the demon clan's green dragon seemed to be underage, and its thousand-foot-long body seemed extremely small!
A huge white tiger followed, leaped into the sky, and roared, scattering the clouds above.
Its size is more than a circle larger than the bones of the demon clan.
Then the phoenix showed up, too.
In this way, the three Mahayana demon clan members were also restrained, and the tall man could have his hands free again! But he didn't take action in time, and just sat on the Bone Throne, meditating quietly.
Looking at the bloody battlefield below and the demon clan Mahayana fighting further and further away, he looked incomprehensible.
In the Demon Suppression Hall, Lin Qing stared at the battlefield in front of him with wide eyes and exclaimed.
"The Forbidden Land is actually so strong. It seems that the previous alliance of the three tribes did not cause any damage to them."
At least from the news he heard from the Five Elements Sect, these Mahayana people who suddenly appeared did not participate in the war at that time.
But, judging from the current scene.
Although Wanshou Keng has great momentum, it will be defeated sooner or later.
With three immortal weapons in hand, the demon clan is invincible!
Although the three top Mahayana opponents were facing off against their ancestors, the three Mahayana attacks were merciless, without a trace of hesitation, and they hit the target with all their moves!
As long as the bodies of the six Mahayana men are dealt with, the war will naturally end.
As for the fight below, it looked fierce, but in fact there were not many casualties.
Just because those corpses looked stupid and didn't know how to cooperate with each other, they were always defeated by the demons and monster monks.
Even the demon clan, which has always been known as fighting on its own, also showed a cooperative method that amazed Lin Qing.
It turns out that food is only relative. Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed.
Wanshoukeng's decline was fully visible, but the tall man was still as steady as a mountain, and he didn't know what backup plan he had.
The outside is full of top-notch Mahayana. The Demonic Thorn Vine dare not go out, and his consciousness does not dare to spread.
It would be terrible if he was discovered.
So his mind swept away and he looked at the imprisoned Demon Suppression Hall disciples, and he was suddenly stunned.
Pupils dilated slightly, "What is this?"
On the huge platform at the bottom of the Demon Suppression Hall, all the bound disciples have been moved here and scattered in different corners.
And a huge array appeared on the platform.
The formation diagram was very complicated, and even he couldn't figure out what it was for.
All I know is that the arrangement of this formation is quite mysterious.
The disciples sat cross-legged on top of the formation, as if they had lost their minds, with dull expressions on their faces.
Under their bodies, there are deep pits three inches deep into the ground. They are intricately connected and form a formation pattern.
Jinsuke stood in the center of the formation, quietly watching the formation being carved.
"Is this the Demon Suppression Palace's back-up plan?" Lin Qing muttered silently to herself and continued reading.
But as time passed, his expression gradually changed.
After the formation was completed, a faint red light emitted for a moment, which seemed to indicate that the formation was about to be activated.
At this moment, the dull-looking disciples of the Demon Suppression Hall raised their right arms! Just when Lin Qing was confused, the next scene almost made him scream in shock!
The next moment, those disciples threw out a burst of spiritual power! Cut off their right wrists together! In an instant, blood spurted!
Those people did not stop their movements, but placed their hands in the grooves of the formation and let the blood soak into it.
Even though he had seen countless bloody scenes, Lin Qing was shocked by this horrifying scene and held his breath.
He had a new understanding of the demon clan.
As expected of an extremely cruel demon clan, this hand can cut at will! However, what is the significance of this move of the Demon Suppression Hall?Do you want to completely solve the hidden dangers of the sect?
Blood flowed gurglingly, and soon the red color spread along the formation.
Countless bloods are converging with each other and slowly forming a formation. And Jinjie, who was in the center, watched all this quietly without any expression on his face.
It wasn't until the blood gathered at the formation eye at his feet that he slowly raised his right hand.
puff!
Palms dropped and blood donations spurted out!
But unlike others, his blood is black.
In an instant, the wind surged, and the red in the array was infected by black!
A black formation that seemed to have been carved on the ground appeared.
Only then did Lin Qing see some clues. "Is this a blood sacrifice?"
(End of this chapter)