Chapter 1517: Underground Blood Pond

To build such a big magic altar will inevitably require a lot of manpower. In Wan Guangxuan's memory, there are more than 100 disciples of the Mahayana-level Taixuanzong, who can be regarded as overseers.

These people are not a concern in Yang Yiyun's eyes.

They suddenly appeared in the Demon Altar of the Abyss, which people like Taixuanzong couldn't think of at all, because this was the abyss behind the Taixuanzong, and there was nothing to guard against.

Yang Yiyun brought Demon Xiu out and killed a large area...

At this moment, the purple emperor flew directly onto the altar and bombarded, destroying the altar according to Yang Yiyun's request, and could not let the people of Taixuanzong release the soul of the true demon.

However, three three-turn earth immortals appeared on the altar before they started to block the purple emperor and the others.

Fighting...

Yang Yiyun ignored the purple emperor's side, because he knew that a national treasure was enough to cope with everything with the purple emperor.

The main enemy is Tai Xuanzong's ancestor, the ascension realm Great Perfection cultivation base, which has not yet appeared.

But everything is ready, and I am not too worried. The arrival of the national treasure can handle an ascending realm Dzogchen monk.

The entire magic altar is very large. From the top to the bottom are all the monks who have been captured. You can see tens of thousands. Yang Yiyun led the big demon to kill all the Mahayana-level supervisors, and all the way to the past, all these monks were admitted. In the space of Qiankun Pot, there is no time to talk to them.

And there was nothing to say, because Yang Yiyun discovered that the monks who had been arrested were all staring at nothing, and it was obvious that their minds had been controlled.

He flew around the magic altar in a large circle, and took almost fifty to sixty thousand monks into the universe pot space, but he was worried that there were no familiar faces among the tens of thousands of people.

This made him feel irritated.

At this time, the Rat King flew over and said: "The Holy Lord discovered that there is a hole that leads directly to the bottom of the magic altar, and there are still monks in it."

Yang Yiyun's heart moved: "Walk in and take a look..."

As soon as the voice fell, a roar erupted from the magic altar.

"boom……"

The entire underground world began to tremble, and immediately after the magical altar's body of blood and light, a powerful demon energy burst out straight up, and the entire magical altar was shrouded in blood for a while.

Yang Yiyun looked up and saw that at this time, the National Treasure Cloud Thunder Beast sent out a thunder and lightning that directly killed a Sanzhuan Sanxian, and then disappeared with a swish. When he appeared, the other Sanzhuan Sanxian was caught by the National Treasure Yun Thunder Beast. Shoot to death.

The last Sanzhuan Sanxian died under the combined attack of the Purple Emperor and the other great monsters.

The battle of the magic altar is over.

However, the purple emperor flew down and said with an ugly face: "The holy lord quickly enter the magic altar underground palace. The magic altar has been opened by the blood sacrifice. The soul of the true magic may be released at any time. The core place should be under this magic altar. In the underground palace."

Yang Yiyun's heart sank too, now he knows what's going on with the **** masterpiece of the magic altar?

It turned out that the blood stains started.

The ancestor of Emperor Taixuanzong did not show up, so he must be presiding over the blood sacrifice of the magic altar in the underground palace of the magic altar. He must have discovered something wrong and decisively started the blood sacrifice of the magic altar.

The blood sacrifice of the magic altar meant that some monks were sacrificed in blood, and Yang Yiyun only accepted fifty to sixty thousand captured monks on the magic altar, but in Wan Guangxuan’s memory screen, there were dozens of monks who were arrested to build the magic altar. Wanji, which means that half of the people are in the underground palace.

In other words, the person arrested at Cloud Gate is very likely to be in the underground palace.

And the blood sacrifice of the magic altar has been opened in the underground palace at this moment, that is to say, the remaining people will be used as sacrifices to kill the blood sacrifice?

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun's face changed greatly and said: "Quickly enter the underground palace..."

The previous soul search of Wan Guangxuan didn't find the underground palace of the magic altar, indicating that the ancestor of Taixuanzong kept it secret.

But the more secrecy is like this, it means that the real core place is in the underground palace.

Fortunately, the tunnel was discovered by the underground expert Mouse King.

Then he went straight into the underground palace under the leadership of the rat king.

Yang Yiyun didn't let the Mahayana-level monks go down this time, and asked them to guard outside to prevent accidents from happening.

On the other hand, thinking that the ancestor of Taixuanzong should be sitting in the underground palace, that is a master, even if the Mahayana level demon cultivator goes down to fight the ascending realm Dzogchen master, it will not help.

He took the national treasure Yunlei Beast Purple Emperor and other sky monsters into the cave.

The Rat King led the way and dug a big hole in the ground, leading directly to the magic altar.

Sure enough, a passage made of bluestone was found under the magic altar a few hundred meters later...

Fast forward, and a few minutes later, their party appeared in another huge space.

In a space the size of a basketball court, you can see a black man's head here.

It seems that there are at least 30,000 people.

All of them are monks who crossed the robbery, obviously these people are sacrifices.

More than 30,000 people formed a circle at this moment.

In the center of them is a huge blood pool of 100 meters, standing next to each other in an orderly line, forming one hundred and eight teams.

Surrounding the blood pool are one hundred and eight blood tanks, and these people all jumped into the blood pool like dumplings, and suddenly they didn't scream and merged into the huge blood pool.

The blood in the entire blood pool rushed straight up, corresponding to the magic altar above.

The smell of blood permeated the entire space, which was unusually pungent.

Yang Yiyun and Zihuang were shocked...

How many lives does it take to fill such a large blood pool?

Seeing that the entire blood pool was about to be completed, Yang Yiyun reacted and said in a big shock: "Save people and prevent them from jumping into the blood pool."

Yang Yiyun took the lead to fly over...

Yang Yiyun let go of his divine consciousness while speaking. The first thing he wants to save is the Cloud Gate disciple...

After the powerful spiritual consciousness was released, Yang Yiyun finally let out a long sigh. He looked at familiar faces... The three apprentices, Dugu Hui, Wang Zongren, and Wu Jian were all there. On the other side, he also saw his grandfather Duan Mu Xingtian. I saw the people of the martial arts sect of the earth at the beginning, including people from Shaolin, Emei, etc., and some disciples of the Cloud Gate...

Before he could think about it, he waved his hand and took the three apprentices and grandpa into the Universe Pot space.

At this moment, there were still some Cloud Gate disciples who were in the front line jumping into the blood pool. In just the blink of an eye, 108 people jumped into the blood pool.

Yang Yiyun saw five Cloud Gate disciples among them.

In the roar, the divine consciousness enveloped 30,000 people who wanted to take them into the universe pot space.

But at this moment a roar sounded: "The little thief dares to destroy the old man's plan, die~"

Suddenly a huge force shrouded Yang Yiyun and interrupted his consciousness.

Then a giant hand grabbed at him.

"national treasure……"

Yang Yiyun yelled. At this time, he didn't have time to deal with this giant hand, and he felt that he couldn't take this giant hand.

Because the power exuded was too strong, he was frightened.

There is no doubt that the master of this giant hand is the ancestor of Tai Xuanzong, a powerful person in the ascending realm of Great Perfection.

"Roar... Click..."

The National Treasure Yun Lei Beast roared and flew to block Yang Yiyun's body, and lifted its claws and thunder and lightning struck the giant hand.

"Boom..."

In the dull sound, this giant hand was directly shattered by the power of thunder and lightning from Yun Lei Beast.

From the corner of Yang Yiyun's eyes, a black-robed old man appeared above the blood pond, and the national treasure Yun Lei Beast would only fly directly at the black-robed old man or Tai Xuanzong old man with one blow.

At this time, the Zihuang and other big demons also cast spells to place a barrier on the blood pool, and finally prevented the remaining cultivators from jumping into the blood pool.

All the monks were lost in their minds and in a state of unconsciousness.

After the enchantment where the blood pool was laid down, all their gazes stopped faintly.

Yang Yiyun held the gap between the divine consciousness and put all these people into the space of the Universe Pot, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

And at this time something happened.

"boom……"

But it was Tai Xuanzong's ancestor who was shot down by the national treasure panda and hit the blood pool barrier.

The barriers under the purple emperor's several cloths were severely smashed by the ancestor Taixuanzong, and they were transferred into the blood pool with a thud.

At this time, the National Treasure Yun Lei Beast flew down and fell beside Yang Yiyun like a child who had won the battle, yelling and asking for credit around Yang Yiyun.

Yang Yiyun smiled and patted the head of the National Treasure Yunlei Beast and said with a smile: "Good job, this time I will give you head skills, and I will give you alchemy when I return."

"Squeak..."

Diao'er didn't know where she came from and landed on Yang Yiyun's shoulder and squeaked, meaning she wanted it, and she also had her credit for the national treasure.

Yang Yiyun smiled and watched Diao'er and National Treasure just about to speak, and indeed there was a boom in the blood pool.

Then the whole pool of blood began to boil like boiling water.

There was a booming sound.