Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1431 Who is in the blood sacrifice

"Boom..." Everyone rallied to attack, and with the roar, the barrier gradually broke open!

really broke?
Chen Xinghe frowned, in his feeling, there should be no breakthrough so quickly, why did it break through at this time?
"No, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon. We don't want to go there for the time being." Chen Xinghe frowned slightly, with an intuition in his heart, the breakthrough just now was not real, and someone did something like him.

"Aren't the two fellow Daoists going?" Gui Yi was eager to try.

"If you want to go, fellow Daoist, even if you go there, as far as I am concerned, I always feel that something is wrong." Chen Xinghe said lightly.

"Okay! Thank you, fellow Daoist, for simplifying the big formation. If there is still a chance to meet, you can sit down and learn about Zen and enlightenment together." Gui Yi couldn't wait any longer, and as soon as he finished speaking, it turned into a light and shadow and pierced into the sky.

Chen Xinghe and Houtu Niangniang stood together, watching the figures soaring in the sky, and sighed that this kind of scene is really spectacular. Mahayana monks are rarely seen in Daqian World, who would have thought that they are full of eyes at this moment.

"People die for wealth, birds die for food, and monks are fighting for that first-line opportunity, so they have to do this." Empress Houtu felt this way.

"I'm afraid that I won't get anything in the end!" Chen Xinghe looked up at the sky, suddenly frowned, and said solemnly: "Sure enough, there are ghosts!"

The bloody light lit up in the crack of the barrier, getting thicker and heavier. At a certain moment, it could no longer be concealed, and it began to tear in all directions.

Loud bang after another, the bloody aura became extraordinarily strong, and the sky completely changed, turning into a large area of ​​crimson.

"what is that?"

"No! How could it be like this?"

"Look, there are 49 altars floating on the top of the zenith."

"What about the monks who rushed up before? Why did they disappear all of a sudden?"

"Yes, they are on those altars."

The blood-colored sky rang out, and it was sung in an ancient and elegant tone. Even most immortals couldn't understand it, and could only feel the desolation in the song.

Chen Xinghe said with a strange expression: "This is? The Book of Songs? Yin Qilei, in the sun of Nanshan. He Siweisi, how dare you? Zhenzhen gentleman, go home! Yin Qilei, on the side of Nanshan. He Siweisi, Don't you dare to take a break? Gentleman Zhenzhen, go home! Yin Qilei, under the Nanshan Mountain. He Siweisi, what's the place? Gentleman Zhenzhen, go back to home!"

"Yes, it is Yin Qilei in the Book of Poetry, to the effect that listening to the rumbling sound of cars is shocking on the sunny slope of Nanshan. Why do you run away from home at this time? I really dare not have a little leisure. Diligent and promising gentleman, come back, Come back!"

Chen Xinghe nodded and said, "This song is about a woman looking forward to the early return of her husband from a long-term service. When it appears at this time, who is looking forward to who will return?"

"I don't know. The battle was too intense. I don't know how many immortals perished. Immortals also have families and friendships. Who knows when disaster strikes, and they can only accept orders to participate in it. It's not that immortals have autonomy."

"Arranging an altar in the sky, is this a sacrifice? Who has such courage? Willing to bear the blood debt?"

Empress Houtu shook her head: "I was originally with Samsara, and woke up at the end of the immortal war. At that time, the six paths of Samsara were broken. I didn't know the specific process of the immortal war, and I didn't know which powerful immortals fell into the mortal world."

"Don't worry, the answer will be revealed soon." Chen Xinghe turned his eyes to the altar, but wanted to see who had the courage to sacrifice so many powerful monks. The power is enough to fall into the deepest part of the devil's way.

If you do evil to this extent, maybe you will walk out of a demon master?
Hou Tu guessed: "Could it be the ancestor Ming He?"

"Patriarch Styx?" Chen Xinghe immediately vetoed: "It's definitely not this one! Patriarch Styx has Yuantu, two swords of A Bi, one blood lotus of the twelfth grade, 80 million [-] million blood gods, and four subordinates The Demon King, thousands of Asuras spread the Blood River Formation, and it is said that the enemy is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of the Western religion. I have seen the two swords of Yuantu Abi, and the twelfth-grade blood lotus has taken root under my feet. It can be said to have benefited a lot. In this way, I have obtained the mantle of Patriarch Minghe, if Patriarch Minghe or descendants of Minghe were here, I would have already been inspired!"

"So that's the case." Hou Tu understood, Ming He's ancestor Dao Lineage actually stood on his side. You must know that these sage-level figures can never pass down Dao Lineage for no reason.

Chen Xinghe is naturally the most unique person in the world. Thinking that when he met Yuantu Abi Erjian back then, perhaps his right hand did it deliberately, so Yuantu Erjian did not follow him, but evolved into the world in a way of self-burial.

Strongly twisted melon is not sweet, but it can quench your thirst!
It is with the help of Ming He Taoism that Chen Xinghe survived that period of time and let his strength reach the sky step by step.

The blood sacrifice began. There were many copper pillars standing on the altar. Thousands or even nearly [-] monks were locked on each copper pillar. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the chains.

"I want to go back to the Immortal Realm!" A figure appeared, his body was tattered, his face was charred and rotten, and the stale atmosphere was overwhelming.

"Is it her?" Some immortals recognized the lunatic.

"Dianmu, it's Dianmu! Lei Gong died in battle. She once questioned the Emperor of Heaven why he started a war, but was cut off by the Emperor of Heaven."

"Yes, after that, she went crazy and devoured Lei Gong in one bite, leaving a shrill laughter that lasted for a long time. It's terrifying to see her like this today. She even secretly built an altar, which is very demonic and terrifying."

"Boom boom boom..." Many immortals on the altar felt frightened and began to do their best to break the obstacles.

"Pa" a whip sounded, and the pain caused the immortals to almost faint.

"Is it a god whip?"

"Damn it, the whip of God actually fell into the hands of this lunatic?"

"What are you waiting for? These altars have the power to kill immortals, so hurry up..."

The altar was very lively. Chen Xinghe didn't believe that a madman could quietly build such a battle, and there must be someone sitting behind him.

However, these altars made him look hot!

Blood light penetrated through the pores, and many monks lost their cultivation in an instant, and fell rapidly from the Mahayana period. After years of hard work were exhausted, they cried out, like mourning a concubine.

At this moment, Tai Chi appeared.

Shrouded the altar at an incredible speed, covering 25 seats in the blink of an eye.

With a loud bang, Chen Xinghe backed up, but instead of being angry, he smiled, because half of the 49 altars were imprisoned behind him!
"Bold, how dare you destroy the good things of this place!" The voice was furious, and immediately ordered: "What are you waiting for, Dianmu? He is the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, and the enemy you want to kill, kill him."

Chen Xinghe glanced out and said with a loud laugh: "Using a muddleheaded female fairy to charge into the battle is really a strange flower among immortals, or you are not an immortal at all? What the hell is that?"

(End of this chapter)