Chapter 860: The Means of Falling into the Abyss

Just as everyone was thinking.

Shadow stepped closer to the emperor's corpse.

"Since everything is ready, let's solve the problem here first. Now that we have this emperor's corpse, it should be no problem to seal the altar for a while."

"Okay, this is the only way now."

Answered.

With a wave of Jiang Zhentian's hand, the emperor's corpse flew straight to the location of the altar, and the other strong men retreated quickly, leaving enough space for the three emperors.

Jiang Zhentian and the other three attacked at the same time, and countless strange runes suddenly appeared around them, sinking into the emperor's corpse at a very fast speed, and dazzling golden light gushed out in an instant.

"Damn... damn."

A hoarse roar came from the emperor's mouth. Everyone couldn't imagine that this was a corpse that had been dead for several years.

At this moment.

Jiang Zhentian took out a long knife. The black long knife exuded a deep cold breath. The terrifying knife intent tore the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color because of it.

"Puchi~Puchi~"

As Jiang Zhentian continued to swing the long knife in his hand, the emperor's corpse was directly dismembered and then quickly placed in various positions on the altar.

As for the long sword on the emperor's head, Jiang Zhentian and others did not move it. Although the grade of this weapon is very high, it has long lost its divinity and is not of much value now.

But as long as it is still in the emperor's head, it can suppress it to a certain extent. Leaving it there is undoubtedly the best choice.

After a while.

The body of the emperor's corpse was distributed in various corners, and the area around the altar was covered by a terrifying formation, and then the surrounding void began to twist, and the altar was slowly dissipating.

After a while.

The thick fog in this area disappeared, leaving only the gray-brown land, which formed a sharp contrast with the previous one.

"This... it's gone?"

Seeing this scene in front of them, the emotions on the faces of the other strong men kept changing, and it was obvious that some of them did not react.

In addition to the disappearance of the altar, the surrounding heaven and earth were also affected. It was like a dead land, and there was no abnormality at all.

"Using the emperor's corpse to suppress the altar is a really unique method, and the effect is really great."

"Yeah, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would have thought that there was an altar in this place?"

The crowd kept talking, but there was one thing that everyone was very concerned about, that is, how long this thing could last.

Seeing the doubts in everyone's hearts.

Jiang Zhentian said: "If nothing unexpected happens, it shouldn't be a problem to maintain it for thousands of years. Next, we just need to eliminate the people of the God Clan, so there will be no worries."

"Of course, we can't take it lightly."

When he said this.

Jiang Zhentian looked up at the sky, his eyes full of solemnity, and there was a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

Seeing this scene.

Someone immediately said: "Mr. Jiang, what do you mean by this?"

Jiang Zhentian withdrew his thoughts.

Slowly speaking: "Now that the laws of heaven and earth are perfect, although we have sealed the passage from the inside, the gods outside can also detect the heaven of the True Clan. It is only a matter of time before they invade."

"Therefore, if you want real safety, you can only continuously improve your own strength. That day will come sooner or later."

Hearing this.

The faces of the people who were relaxed just now changed drastically, and their eyebrows were full of worries, but there was nothing they could do.

But everyone made a decision in their hearts, that is, to use this hard-won time to improve their strength as soon as possible.

But most people are not optimistic. A thousand years is a long time for others, but for strong people of their level, it is just a snap of a finger.

What's more, this so-called thousand years is just to seal this altar. If the gods outside find something unusual, they may come to the heaven of the True Clan in a short time.

But now there is no other way. Even if you can't improve your cultivation too much, you have to use this time to make some preparations, at least you have to leave yourself a way to retreat.

Seeing that everyone's discussion is almost over.

Shadow looked around and said, "Since everyone is here, there is no need to waste time. Let's find that guy Duyuan as soon as possible."

"If he really opens other passages, everything we do here will be ineffective."

As soon as this was said, everyone's face changed slightly, and then they immediately agreed.

"Then, let's do as Elder An said."

"That's right, with so many of us looking together, it won't take much time."

The decision was made.

The group of strong men immediately started to act.

...

On the other side.

At this time, Duyuan was not idle either. He was in a turbulent flow of time and space. There were four figures in front of him. Their bodies were pierced by black nails and fixed on the stone pillars.

"Ah~ God Clan, you deserve to die."

"Let us go."

The screams continued to come out of the four people's mouths, and blood would flow out of their wounds from time to time. Their faces were very hideous, and they were obviously enduring endless pain.

Duyuan ignored the wailing of the four people. At this time, his eyes were full of heat. He looked up at the faint cracks above, and a smug smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

It was really easy to get it, exactly as I expected. Even if you guard the altar, you still can't stop my plan.

"Hahaha~"

When he said this.

Duyuan laughed wildly.

Calm down.

Duyuan looked at the four people on the stone pillar, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "It is your honor to be the sacrifice to open the passage. Don't struggle in vain."

"Don't worry, you won't be alone."

As soon as the voice fell.

Duyuan pressed his palm downwards suddenly, and then a huge deep pit appeared. There were countless people in it, but the cultivation of these people was not very good, and it was impossible to see the end.

The faces of the four quasi-emperors changed drastically. They quickly guessed what Duyuan was going to do, and struggled more frantically for a while.

"No... Don't..."

"Ah~"

However, in front of an emperor, all their means were in vain and had no effect at all.

"Ah~"

A shrill scream suddenly came from below, and then countless cultivators died quickly, their flesh and blood and souls quickly sank into the sky, and went straight to the crack.

The sea of ​​​​corpses and blood, the strong smell of blood rushed to the sky, and the world was dyed red.

The scene in front of him was like Shura Hell.

"Ah~"

The four quasi-emperors were also affected, and screams were heard immediately. Their faces became extremely distorted, and the blood in their bodies began to flow out of their bodies uncontrollably.

In addition.

Their souls were not spared, as if they were grabbed by an invisible big hand and directly separated from their bodies.

However, they could do nothing but watch this scene, screaming in despair, and the crisis of death lingered all over their bodies.

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