Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 351 New ability!

bloody!
It is only now that Yang Shuo understands what the real bloody hell is. The blood spilled from various ethnic groups actually forms an endless sea of ​​blood on the altar, and there are more than trillions of dead bodies floating on it, which can be counted.

Yang Shuo didn't know why such a scene suddenly appeared. The altar, which was simple and vicissitudes just a second ago, turned into such a bloody place just by looking at it. So it came up...

"It's not true!" Yang Shuo's heart was beating rapidly like a fish falling from a waterfall, and his blood was raging everywhere like a tiger out of the gate. He could even He could clearly feel every hair on his back standing upright and trembling continuously.

Even Yang Shuo couldn't help but suppress the nausea in his heart when faced with such a bloody scene. He wanted to vomit but he had forgotten to vomit. He knelt on the ground, grasping the ground with his right hand, and his eyes seemed to be covered by such a bloody scene. It was dyed blood red, and a tyrannical look flashed across his face, wishing to kill immediately, and wash away the resentment in his heart with countless corpses and seas of blood.

Just when he was about to collapse, the scene changed again, as if buried by history, the sea of ​​blood that was like a vast ocean just now evaporated in an instant, and the quaint altar that Yang Shuo had just appeared in front of his eyes again, What is a little different is that there are many more figures on the empty altar that I saw for the first time...

Looking at everything here in amazement, Yang Shuo took a deep breath, obviously he had come out of the shock just now, and then he settled down and squinted his eyes to look over, "Those figures seem to be the ones I used to summon the demon before." Spirits, sacrificial creatures..."

Among them, the most distinctive monster was the Holy Soul Snake killed by him in the cave!

But, isn't it already dead?
I saw... the Holy Soul Snake appeared on the altar, and it was also very impatient at this time, it kept flicking its tail and slapping the ground, and there was a deafening hissing sound from its mouth.

Without any warning, countless stumped limbs and broken arms suddenly appeared on the altar, clinging to the impetuous Holy Soul Snake... But this did not end, the two stone pillars on the altar suddenly emitted dazzling red lights, turning into Two thin, blood-red threads were wrapped tightly around the Holy Soul Snake.

The red line became tighter and tighter, and the skin of the Holy Soul Snake was also cut, and bright red blood beads oozed out...

It is surprising that the scales, which can even defend against "knife blades", are cut by the red thread. The seemingly thin red thread is so sharp...

Not only that, Yang Shuo was also surprised to find that the red line seemed to be sucking the blood of the Holy Soul Snake. In just a few breaths, the Holy Soul Snake shrunk a circle, but the red line that sucked the blood of the Holy Soul Snake became more and more Dazzling up, people dare not face up.

The Holy Soul Snake writhed in pain and tried its best to resist, but it was of no avail. The blood on its body was still being sucked bit by bit until it died.

Without resisting, screaming or even reacting, the Holy Soul Snake was sucked into a mummy by the mysterious red thread, fell on the altar, and was dragged down by the countless stumps and arms, just like under the altar As if connected to another world, everything disappeared without a trace...

"What are these red lines?!"

Seeing everything in front of him, Yang Shuo's eyes were filled with surprise. For a long time, as a summoner, he had always relied on sacrifices to obtain demon spirits.

As for what the object of the sacrifice was and what form that power was, Yang Shuo had no idea at all.

And now...

It was only when he saw the ferocious Holy Soul Snake in front of the altar, like a loach, being slaughtered by others, that he suddenly realized.

perhaps……

Everything here is the key to summoning.

Just when Yang Shuo watched the Holy Soul Snake die tragically on the altar with lingering fear, a distant and complicated voice suddenly came from his mind. In the deepest part of my mind, it was stuck firmly.

Besides, for some reason, a burst of hot burning air spread to Yang Shuo again.

Yang Shuo clenched his teeth, drops of sweat dripping from his pale face to the ground.

Veins popped out of Yang Shuo's head, and his heart was beating rapidly, but after a while, he felt that this scorching air not only made people extremely painful, but also devoured his arms!

Out of an instinctive reaction, Yang Shuo lifted his arm up, ready to see it with his own eyes, but who knows, first he felt a chill in his arm, and then a strong sharp pain hit him suddenly.

"No!" Yang Shuo's physical condition made Yang Shuo forget about death, and his eyes looked at the situation he was facing in pain...

His left arm... was broken at the root.

The pain from the body was far less violent than the pain from the heart. Yang Shuo's arm was broken, as if being swallowed out of thin air, and disappeared without a trace. beach.

Yang Shuo gritted his teeth, gasped slightly, and stood there sluggishly, trying to use nuclear energy to stop the blood but found that it didn't work at all. As the blood flowed, Yang Shuo's face turned pale, and his eyes showed a sense of confusion and helplessness. Helpful look.

At this time, Yang Shuo had forgotten that he existed in a dream, because all this happened too real, he thought sadly that he was crippled, and a self without arms was truly crippled!

Yang Shuo suddenly raised his head to look at the untouchable sky, screaming laughter echoed on the quaint altar, and the severe cold wind blew his fluttering hair, which was covered with coagulated blood stains, like a man from The ghost crawling out of the blood pool makes people shudder...

"Pfft!"

A shocking scene appeared, like a lunatic, Yang Shuo spurted blood from his eyes, ears, and mouth at the same time, and he lost his mind, and he was filled with resentment, and his whole body suffered great internal injuries.

The meridians were cut off, and the blood flowing from the seven holes could not be controlled at all. It flowed all over the body like a stream in an instant, and when the blood flowed to Yang Shuo's waist, countless blood-red silk threads suddenly shot out from the altar, instantly covering the whole body. Yang Shuo wrapped around the package!

This red thread...does it still want to suck Yang Shuo's blood? !

And at this moment...

The countless filaments didn't suck his blood, but sent nuclear energy into Yang Shuo's body like feeding back, and Yang Shuo's body also exuded a coquettish glow under the reflection of the continuously pouring blood. The red glow...intensified.

Being in such an environment, Yang Shuo felt as if a century had passed, and finally he woke up again at a certain time, observing everything here with a little confusion.

He bowed his head.

"arm!"

"My broken arm was reborn?!"

Yang Shuo's eyes widened, and the depths of his pupils were filled with unconcealable surprise.

Yang Shuo was struck by lightning, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his mind went blank. He saw that his broken arm had... grown again.

The dense white bones began to grow like mushrooms after rain, and the muscles attached to the white bones began to squirm as if they had life, and then grew along the newly grown bones at a speed visible to the naked eye. The numb itching instead.

After a quarter of an hour, Yang Shuo felt that his brain couldn't function at all, he couldn't think about anything, it was like a short circuit, leaving only boundless horror and disbelief!
Because... my left arm has completely returned to its original appearance.

Yang Shuo shook his left hand vigorously, even making a creaking sound, and then punched forward. When he felt the wind of the fist, he realized that he was not dreaming at all, and his arm had grown back. .

Yang Shuo's eyes fell into a moment of contemplation. The moment he punched forward just now, he clearly felt a puff of energy gushing out.

"What the hell is going on here!"

Yang Shuo, who always claimed to be calm and calm, suddenly jumped up like a madman, his face was full of ferocity.

Because of all this, it has already exceeded his perception of power!

(End of this chapter)