Chapter 1038: Blood Twilight

The altar was laid out, and a cold corpse was placed on the altar, some were the corpses of dark angels, and some were the flesh and blood of the disciples of the Nalan family.

The vast majority of Fang Yue sacrificed were creatures in the Yin-Yang realm, only a few of them had reached the level of the leader realm!

Nalan Hongchen's complexion was pale, his fists were clenched, and his veins violent.

This Fang Yue is too hateful.

Many of the corpses he put on the ring were the pillars of the Nalan family. Some people disappeared inexplicably. He also used men and horses to search the city. Who knows, these people have died tragically in Fang Yue's hands, and they are even regarded as beings. Sacrifice, turned around to deal with the powerful Nalan family.

"Blood Twilight!"

Fang Yue whispered softly.

The altar shattered in an instant, turning into a gray haze, which swallowed eighteen kinds of materials and many corpse sacrifices.

Then the gray mist wriggled, as if a maggot was about to be born.

"What is this?"

Fang Yue couldn't help but stunned when he looked at the gray haze like an egg.

This should be a saint's spell, and according to his understanding, it should be as powerful as a bamboo, even if it is impossible to kill and be trapped in the six-pointed star array Farinalan under a single blow, it should be no problem to give him a serious injury.

But the gray haze in front of him really made him unable to see any aggressiveness.

Is it possible that this is the predecessor of China Haze?

Oh, this joke, but it's not funny at all.

Fang Yue's face was gloomy, really special code is a cheating thing!

"Lingshi give me Lingshi!"

An old and desperate voice came from the mist.

"Why are there people pinching in this mist?"

Fang Yue was shocked at the moment.

What kind of magic is this Ullah left behind.

He had heard that the elements gave birth to his own consciousness, but he had never heard of the creation of this gray fog and the birth of his own language and reason.

Consciousness is just a fighting instinct that seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, or is integrated into the bones.

Language and reason are the exclusive rights of some higher creatures.

This mist can give birth to its own language, which means that there must be a mind of a creature in it.

It shouldn't be the back hand left by Ula, let's revive his subordinates through sacrificial methods!

Fang Yue's guess is infinitely close to the truth.

The number of sacrifices he has come into contact with in his life is small, but most of them are sacrifices to bring back some existences that have passed away in the years.

Fang Yue didn't hesitate, this ceremony was already halfway through.

If it is abandoned halfway, all his previous efforts will be in vain.

Pieces of low-grade spirit stones were sent to the mist, and the spirit stones burst into pieces, turning into strands of pure aura.

"Why are you so stingy? The lower-grade spirit stones are given one by one. I want to recover my strength and wait until the year of the monkey!"

The existence in the mist roared at Fang Yue.

I have seen a stingy person, but I have never seen such a stingy person.

"It's good to have a spirit stone. I thought you were a spell that destroys the world and the earth! The ghost knows that you have summoned such a thing! If I knew it, I wouldn't be able to summon it even if I killed it. your!"

Fang Yue complained about the existence in this mist.

And the voice in the mist suddenly became sharp: "You are bold! I am Lord Ullah sitting down, the third legion, the fifth squad, and the captain March, you dare to be disrespectful to me. After I am resurrected, I must give you a lesson you will never forget!"

This scene of Fang Yue fascinated everyone inside and outside Tianlu.

Didn’t you say that you want to enlarge the move?

We are all ready!

What's the matter with you two talking about cross talk here?

This summoned buddy will not be Guo Degang!

"Hehe, if you have the ability, would you tell me what you just said again?"

Fang Yue looked at the gray haze coming from nowhere.

Brother struggled to summon you out, and the sacrifices cost a lot.

What do you mean? Does this really treat yourself as an uncle?

Did you run out to threaten brother?

Fang Yue looked at the gray mist coldly.

Haze couldn't help shrinking, he felt an inexplicable and strange power in Fang Yue's body surging and surging, and he could judge that this strange power could easily wipe himself from the world.

"A moment of slip of the tongue, a moment of slip of the tongue!" March is not a man of ethics. The thing of dignity is farther away from him. Otherwise, it is impossible. All of his companions are dead, and there is only a trace of him. The soul survives, lingering, waiting for the call.

"It's not impossible to want a spirit stone, swear by your heart demon and follow my instructions after recovery."

Fang Yue pondered for a while, and it was more reliable to be restrained by vows to deal with such an innocent guy.

If a white-eyed wolf was really summoned and turned around and killed himself, wouldn't it be a joke?

"Just you? Not worthy!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ma Qi refused Fang Yue when he spoke.

Although he has no moral integrity, he still has the minimum dignity as a strong man.

He is Lord Ullah's subordinate, and he had accompanied Master Ullah on his military journey and traveled all over the world before countless years.

He was also a peerless saint back then, although he is now declining and his strength is gone, but the pride in his heart is still there!

"pardon?"

Fang Yue plunged into the gray mist with one hand.

What's lingering in the mist is just a ray of remnant of March's soul.

Fang Yue had no way to deal with other things, but he had a hand at refining the soul.

This Ma Qi was too disobedient, and the sacrifices and materials were deemed to be ridiculous. However, this is also a ray of remnant soul of the saint powerhouse.

Suddenly, March screamed.

The breath that shocked him suddenly approached.

"Don't move me! I can sign a contract! I can swear by my heart demon!"

Ma Qi gave in instantly, not because he was timid, but because Fang Yue's methods were too terrifying.

His remnant soul, which has not been wiped out under the washing of the long river, felt a faint feeling of collapse when Fang Yue's palm approached.

Although freedom is a good thing, it counts nothing in the face of destruction.

"My Ma Qi swears by my heart demon. From then on, I will follow the young man in front of me.

Ma Qi used the speed of Hua Shaonian's advertisement to make a heart-wrenching oath.

There was no way, Fang Yue's palm was already too close to his wife, and Ma Qi worried that he would be killed by Fang Yue if he spoke a little slower.

"Huh? So obedient?"

Fang Yue nodded slightly when he saw that March's vow was completed, and he drew the palm of his hand from the gray mist.

Then tens of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones were thrown into the gray mist.

Compared with a follower of Saint Realm, the loss of this spirit stone is nothing!

Well, I'm such a good master. It's hard to find in the world.

"Boy, you can be generous, how can this medium-grade spirit stone be enough for me!"

Ma Qi is about to collapse. Although the middle-grade spirit stone is much richer than the aura contained in the lower-grade spirit stone, it can be called a drop in the bucket in the face of his countless years of vitality deficit!

"Fang Yue, die!"

At this time, Nalan Chaofan finally broke away from the shackles of the six-pointed star seal formation, and he culled towards Fang Yue.

The previous long sword was taken away by Fang Yue, and this time a scepter appeared in his hand. This scepter is still at the peak of the leader level. The gold-refined rod reveals a noble and luxurious atmosphere. At the top of the scepter, there is a skull, with green ghost fire shining in the deep-set eye sockets.

Nalan Chaofan changed the target and directly killed Fang Yue's aura clone.

He could not tell whether this was Fang Yue's deity or a clone.

Nalan Chaofan thought that this was the body of Fang Yue's deity.

The deity is the foundation of a practitioner. If the deity is killed, no matter how strong the clone is, it is a rootless tree and water without a source.

"Hurry up, give me the spirit stone, you will be killed by others!"

Ma Qi excitedly urged Fang Yue, only then did he have the capital to threaten Fang Yue.

"What's the worry? He can't kill me!"

Fang Yue said slowly.

Sure enough, Fang Yue's voice had just landed.

Nalan's extraordinary body was once again frozen in the air.

Fang Yue slowly took away the scepter of the leader-level peak from his hand.

It's another sealed six-pointed star formation.

Nalan Chaofan fell twice in the same pit.

"Asshole, Fang Yue, how come you have so many big formations sealing the six-pointed stars!"

This formation is an out-and-out sage-level method, which can be met but not sought, and once it appears, it is already shocking. The continuous appearance is suspicious.

"Because this formation was originally created by me! The blueprints from the Meritorious Token Exchange Office are very cheap. It only takes a thousand merits to redeem a Saint-level formation blueprint. The materials are also very common. , I have as much arrangement as I want!"

Fang Yue looked at Nalan Chaofan's angrily and depraved appearance, and couldn't help speaking slowly.

He didn't pay any attention to Nalan's extraordinaryness.

A poor saint who doesn't even have a saint-level magic weapon is like a tiger without teeth.

He is not a real saint-level power at all.

At least, Fang Yue thinks so.

"Fang Yue arranged this formation himself?"

The expression on Nalan Hongchen’s face is more serious, how much talent does Fang Yue have, how many trump cards that can be used to summon the alchemy method of heaven, the basic quality of horror, and now, he is showing a formation beyond the master level. Famen.

The dangerous level of Fang Yue suddenly increased in Nalan Hongchen's heart, and now he has reached a level comparable to a saint.

Nalan Chaofan was trapped in the second sealed six-pointed star formation, and for the second time, he was taken away from his weapon. This insult was hard to wash away even if the world's water was poured out.

In desperation, Nalan Chaofan suddenly threw a punch.

As a result, his fist fell on the boundary of the sealed six-pointed star formation, and all his strength was bounced back.

He was shocked and vomited blood, and there was blood flowing between his fingers.