Chapter 1270 Blood River
The situation at the scene was three against two. The burial master and the other guy were both local strangers from the snowy plateau and knew each other.
In their view, the treasures of the Demon Kingdom belong to their Tantric Sect, and of course it is impossible for outsiders to get their hands on it.
Therefore, although it is not clear who these people are, the three of them currently have the same position, which makes them choose to join forces to fight against the Burial Master and the Golden Winged Stranger.
The tall stranger felt the pressure of the Burial Master, and the golden-winged stranger shot out a rain of feather blades, rushing towards him.
The tall stranger suddenly burst into laughter.
His body became more majestic and upright, the knight's sword in his right hand suddenly burst into purple hellfire, and a terrifying black devil's head slowly solidified behind him.
The power of the five people converged, and the situation became completely uncontrollable.
Once anyone's power is out of control, the consequences are unimaginable.
If this power spills out at this time, it will be comparable to a small Death of Love, and can even destroy half of the huge city of Sara!
But everyone is already riding a tiger, and whoever stops first will become a flood outlet and be completely submerged by the surging power!
Zhang Yi's eyes were cold, and a huge black hole appeared behind him. The vast void power surged out like a tide, turning into flame-like energy around him and pouring into the intersection of energy.
In the confrontation of forces, the balance began to tilt towards Zhang Yi and the others.
"puff!"
The Burial Master suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was mainly bearing the pressure of three people from the front, and the Golden Winged Stranger could only assist him.
But he didn't expect that the strength of the three people in front of him far exceeded his expectations!
Zhang Yi knew in his heart that whether he was a tall stranger or a golden-armored stranger, he was strong enough to be among the best in any country!
These people are probably here for the treasures of the Demon Kingdom.
But where did they get the news?
Zhang Yi thought about it and thought of a possibility.
The West Family claimed that the secret of the Demonic Kingdom’s treasure would not be spread to outsiders, so even Shengjing did not receive any news.
However, if Xupaji Gesang asked Zhang Yi for help, wouldn't other forces in the Snowy Plateau be allowed to ask for help?
It's a mess, it's a complete mess!
Zhang Yi has no extra time to think about these problems now. In this place with a radius of thousands of meters, the terrifying power has turned into a viscous form, which is extremely unstable and will explode at any time!
After the burial master vomited blood, his face turned pale for a moment, but soon, the power transmitted from the three thousand prayer towers in Sangjia Temple made him recover as before.
As the reincarnated Lord of the Corpse Forest, he has accumulated thousands of years of Tantric beliefs.
He can no longer be called a human being, and this body is just the carrier of the Lord of the Corpse Forest.
As long as faith does not disappear, it will not be destroyed.
The violent power is almost out of control.
However, at this moment, the monsters carved on the huge gate of the Demon Kingdom all turned their eyes and looked here.
The ancient ancestors carved on the gate of the Demon Kingdom seemed to be resurrected, lowering their heads and staring at the people thousands of years later.
Suddenly, a very strange smile appeared on the face of the burial master.
His hands formed a seal, and suddenly, the surging power seemed to find an outlet and rushed towards the burial master!
The terrifying power completely engulfed the Burial Master. He closed his eyes and smiled.
That force penetrated his body, and then hit the gate of the Demon Kingdom first!
Zhang Yi's eyes turned cold: "No, we have all been taken advantage of by him!"
The Golden Winged Stranger had already withdrawn to one side and was watching all this coldly.
At this time, Zhang Yi and the others looked at each other. It was not clear what was going on. All this was planned by the burial master.
Use the power of all of them to jointly open the door to this demonic kingdom.
Because with the power of one person, it is impossible to shake the gate of the Demon Kingdom.
They were forced by the Burial Master and had to use all their strength to gather the power of five top strangers. As expected, the huge door moved.
The ground shook violently, and dust flew to the west.
Wave after wave of low sounds seemed to come from inside the door, like a beast roaring.
"There's something in there."
The tall stranger's expression also became serious at this time, and he stopped smiling.
Several people kept a safe enough distance and stared at the door.
But that extremely tall door slowly started to seep blood from the crack in the door!
The extremely viscous blood slowly seeped out along the crack of the door, staining the sculptures and monsters of the ancient ancestors above red, as if the demons of the ancient demon country had been resurrected.
Zhang Yi's back felt cold, and he actually felt that everyone and the monsters above were staring at him.
The Burial Master coughed up blood. The blow just now shattered his body. However, with the blessing of the power of the Tantric Sect, his body quickly recovered as before. Even if his clothes were broken, his body was still flawless.
He clasped his hands together and bowed to everyone with a smile.
"Thank you for your help."
There was no sign of the Demon Kingdom's gate being opened, but the blood had turned into a thick river, drowning everyone.
The Golden Winged Stranger did not hesitate, flapped his wings and flew towards the well mouth from where he came.
From the gate, bursts of extremely evil laughter came out, as if it was a festival, and it also seemed like the laughter of an evil ghost.
Zhang Yi was unconsciously sweating on his back.
All this was too weird, and he, who was already cautious, was unwilling to stay too long.
What's more, all the Golden Winged Strangers left, indicating that they could not stay here any longer, so Zhang Yi opened the dimensional door one after another and quickly left this place.
Zhang Yi didn't go far. Before leaving, he secretly left a miniature camera inside, hoping to observe the changes here to prevent anyone from stealing the chicken.
After him, the tall stranger and the golden-armored stranger hesitated slightly, but they felt the strangeness behind the gate and did not choose to continue the adventure.
Their current identity and status are too lofty, and life-saving must be the most important thing.
In the end, only the burial owner was left standing on the river of blood.
He looked back at the door that was still dripping with sticky blood, sighed softly, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
The blood was still flowing, the door showed no sign of opening, and the lamentations behind him still kept ringing.
When the blood filled the entire valley and formed a huge blood pool, it stopped flowing out.
Everything slowly returned to calm, but the huge door of the Demon Kingdom turned from blue-black at the beginning to dark red.
The burial owner put down his hands, turned around and left without even looking at him.
"Just leave like that?"
Zhang Yi frowned, feeling suspicious in his heart.
Isn't he afraid that others will come back later?
Or is it that even if other people sneak over, they won't be able to open the door to the Demon Kingdom?
"The key in the hands of the West Family, is it necessary to open the door to the Demon Kingdom?"
Zhang Yi fell into a brief thought.
