Chapter 2939: Altar of Flesh
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In the horrified eyes of everyone, the condensed five-colored mountains of the black robe, as soon as they touched the Wuxing Mountain of Yangxu, it was like a soap bubble, with a snapping sound, it instantly collapsed.
The huge shadow of death, rolling down towards the black robe, couldn't even dodge:
Boom!
Earth shakes!
The entire burial mountain was trembling, and it seemed to collapse at any time.
The cultivators in the cave all changed their faces:
If the mountains collapse, they will be buried in it!
but……
The strong man in black robe who mastered the Unreal Avenue was so suppressed by the young Xu Yang?
Everyone took a deep breath, and a terrified look suddenly gathered at Xiang Yangxu's side.
Even a person as proud as Ye Jiaolong can't help but take a deep breath and look at Xiang Yangxu's eyes with a little more dignity:
Do you really want to offend such an enemy? If he snatched his sword, I am afraid it will be an endless end!
It's strange.
Ye Jiaolong has never been afraid of an opponent like he is now, not to mention that the opponent's cultivation level is clearly lower than himself.
When facing him.
Ye Jiaolong always has a feeling of being unclear, unpredictable, and extremely fearful.
On the other side of Tian Qing Cang, after the fusion with the Divine Sword, the horror power of Taoism, coupled with the fierceness of his sword-sword technique, almost easily suppressed the golden-winged Dapeng bird.
Along with the roar of the ragged sword light, the golden-winged Dapeng bird uttered a whimper in the void, and was torn into pieces by the sword light, turning into a little golden light, and dissipated in the void.
"solved."
Tian Qing Cang shook his body, showing the original shape, and took the Heavenly Sword in his hand.
All his friends cast their gazes at him with sighs, their eyes flashing, full of admiration and burning of the strong:
"I can't think of it, Brother Cang Cang's Sword Art will be so powerful! All he lacks is a handy weapon!"
"That Xu Yang really is not an ordinary person, so he handed a mouthful to Tian Qing Cang so casually..."
To know.
It was just before they saw that Yang Xu handed the Heavenly Sword of Heavenly Sword to Tian Qing Cang, and even couldn’t help but feel the idea of taking the Heavenly Sword of Heavenly Heaven as their own.
After all, that's a mouthful!
It's just that Yang Xu's strength made them have to dispel this idea:
A person who possesses Taoism and a complete law of Dadao can clearly tell how powerful his background is.
Offending such a person is obviously an act of seeking death!
See, the strong man in black robe pretends to be a ghost, and thinks he's awesome. Isn't Xu Yang slap it?
The Wuxing Mountain, which is condensed by Wuxing Avenue, directly suppressed the black robe strongman. Yang Xu exhaled gently, and a smile flashed in his eyes:
Is this done?
Won't it be so weak? After all, it is a great devil in the abyss. After planning for so long, he was crushed and killed so easily.
Just when Yang Xu thought like this.
Kara!
The Wuxing Mountain, which suppressed the figure of the black robe, suddenly burst into a crack.
The hearts of the strong men suddenly sink:
Not dead yet!
That black robe is really not so easy to kill!
The look of expectation, like a blazing flame, suddenly gathered towards Yangxu again.
Facing everyone's hopeful eyes, Yang Xu smiled faintly and looked at the cracked Wuxing Mountain, but his eyes showed a hint of admiration:
"That's what makes sense."
It would be ridiculous to dare to plan the tomb of my younger brother without beating.
"The next battle may be difficult to control, Qing Cang, please take everyone out."
Yang Xudao.
"Okay! Everyone follow me!"
Tian Qing Cang said without hesitation.
As for Xu Yang's orders, he had already executed without hesitation at this moment, and several brothers of Tian Qing Cang followed him directly out.
On the contrary, there are a few cultivators who sneered at the neck at the moment:
"Want to cheat us out, you swallow the emperor's burial heritage alone? Are we so stupid?"
"Let's not go! I want to see how terrible your fight is... maybe I can find clues about the inheritance of the emperor's burial..."
This kind of utterly confusing statement suddenly made many cultivators, and there was a trace of hesitation in their steps.
Even Ye Jiaolong's eyes flashed a bit of hesitation:
Is it leaving or staying to try your luck?
It's not reconciling to leave like this!
He looked suspiciously over Yang Xu's side and happened to see Yang Xu's mouth, a sneer flashed by.
"There must be a problem! I can't just leave. I want to be rich and expensive, without risking my life. How can I get the true emperor's burial heritage?"
Ye Jiaolong's heart is certain, dismissing the idea of leaving.
Tian Qing Cang left with most of the people, and the remaining small part, still searching around, wanted to find a heritage of merit like Tian Qing Cang.
However, nothing has been achieved.
Yang Xu's side, too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of people, the cracked Wuxing Mountain suddenly broke out a series of roars, bang!
A loud bang, sound waves like ripples on the water surface, permeated the entire cave, many ears of the practitioners were directly ruptured, and a blood stain came from the nostrils.
A blood-red light rises from the broken Wuxing Mountain like a fountain of flesh and blood.
A thunderous sound burst into the hearts of the group of monks who left behind:
"Damn mankind! You are all going to die today!"
Puff, puff...
Many cultivators couldn't bear this surging roar, and they were so shocked that they spewed out their blood, and their internal organs were badly hit.
They paled and struggled to run out.
However, it is too late.
Buzz...
Centered on the cracked Wuxing Mountain, a blood-red ripple swept through the cave, bang bang bang!
Those cultivators, all of their bodies exploded, rolling blood and flesh, swallowed by the blood-red ripples, and transported to the center.
When Yang Xu saw this scene, his glasses flashed slightly, and a sneering arc appeared in the corner of his mouth:
Altar of flesh and blood?
Is this old-fashioned trick, only the mice that dare to hide underground, will finally reveal the body?
"Oh my god, what is that? Terrible!"
A few survivors, with their powerful cultivation practices, resisted the attack of the blood-colored sound wave, and together with Ye Jiaolong, looked at the gurgling quagmire in horror.
Seeing a series of blood-red runes, drilled out of that **** mud, like tentacles, into the void.
The banshee with tentacles flashed a frenzy in his eyes at the moment, growling:
"My master, the altar of flesh and blood has been formed. Come to this world and destroy everything!"
Whoo!
She turned into a blood, and merged into the altar of flesh and blood.
Kara!
The void is like a glass, suddenly broken by a strange force. A huge arm protruded from the blood-red altar.
