Chapter 3149 A Luo

However, Fang Yue is not afraid of being overthrown now!

As long as the Mingren Clan dares to go to Tianhuang Country, Fang Yue will dare to raid Yuhua City.

"No! This time, I must kill Yuhua City!"

Fang Yue made up his mind again.

Before, he didn't dare to attack Yuhua City because he didn't know the depth of it.

Now he knows, he must kill the evil leader!

"As far as I know, Tieyi Hou is now recruiting troops to go to Tianhuang Country. It will take about three days to prepare! If you want to deal with Yuhua City, you can prepare a little in these three days. If you need our Tianshen Clan to take action, we will also fully support it. Of course, this is for the sake of Tianyuan Pill!"

Princess Yinyue smiled cunningly.

They are staring at the Tianyuan Pill in Fang Yue's hand. This is the key to the complete revival of those medieval strongmen in the clan.

As time goes by, a large number of medieval strongmen wake up, and the demand for the original power of all races increases sharply.

Especially for a large clan like the Celestial God Clan, there are many strong people, and many of them are sleeping.

The demand for the amount of origin power is even greater!

"How many origin pills are needed to kill an immortal king?"

Fang Yue looked at Princess Yin Yue and asked.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems in Fang Yue's eyes.

"It depends on the realm and combat power! Ten five-turn Tianyuan pills for a beginner in the realm of immortal kings can help you kill one, and fifteen to twenty for a senior! Fifty five-turn origin pills for a veteran like Tie Yi Hou, Wu Bei's business we don't accept because it's not worth it! Of course, if you are willing to bleed and give us the Blade of Killing the Sky, we can send Wu Bei's body to you tomorrow!"

Princess Yin Yue smiled brightly and innocently.

However, Fang Yue smelled a strong smell of blood behind this cheerful smile.

It's not that we don't accept orders, it's just that the price is not enough!

"Prepare five strong men at the peak level of the Immortal Lord Realm from the Celestial God Clan! Each of them will be paid two Five-turn Tianyuan Pills for their participation. If they are really needed, I will convert every point of their achievements into Tianyuan Pills to repay them!"

Fang Yue never fights an unprepared battle!

"I will inform the Fang family later. If there are any shameless Supreme Realm people from the Nether Clan who want to join the battle, I am willing to offer a hundred drops of Daluo Jinxian Realm-level life force, plus twenty Five-turn Tianyuan Pills to ask the Supreme Realm-level strong men in the family to suppress them!"

Fang Yue is risking it!

This battle may become his promotion battle!

His origin has accumulated enough reincarnation power.

It is time to transform these reincarnation powers into powerful combat power and promote them to the Great Saint Realm!

"Playing so big?"

Princess Yin Yue showed an incredible expression.

"I'm going all in! If I win, no one in the underworld, below the Supreme Realm, dares to attack me at will! If I lose, I'll just lose some resources and this flesh and blood clone! As long as I'm here, I have a chance to turn the tables!"

Fang Yue dares to gamble!

I just don't know if the underworld people dare to play this game with him!

Princess Yin Yue suddenly felt a little flustered, obviously she was instigating Fang Yue to take action.

But when Fang Yue really made up his mind to fight, she suddenly felt uneasy!

On the second day, Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone seemed to evaporate in the underworld, and no one could contact him at all!

And in Yuhua City, there was an extra strong man of the underworld people at the level of the True Immortal Realm!

His name is A Luo, and it is said that the underworld people who were dormant in the Middle Ages have just revived!

"A Luo! Come here!"

A general of the underworld people who looked like a burly middle-aged man scolded A Luo with a bad tone.

In fact, there has never been a shortage of minions at the level of the True Immortal Realm in the Underworld Clan.

Yes, they are minions. Among all the clans, the True Immortal Realm may be the backbone, but in the Underworld Clan, the True Immortal Realm is just a minion!

The Underworld Clan has too deep a foundation, and the True Immortal Realm is as numerous as cattle hair, and it is not rare at all!

What's more, those Underworld Clan members who were sleeping in the Middle Ages were all cowards who were defeated in the past and refused to die for the clan!

"The clan is reviving the spirit of an ancient strong hero, and it needs a lot of blood from the strong as a primer! You happen to be at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm, and you can offer your blood to prove your value to the clan!"

A shy smile appeared on A Luo's face.

"Such a glorious and great mission should be completed by you personally!"

A Luo's palm was placed on the chest of the middle-aged Underworld Clan's True Immortal.

Before the Underworld Clan could react, a big hole appeared in his chest.

A bright red, beating heart appeared in A Luo's palm, thump, thump, even though it had left the body.

However, the heart was still working diligently!

"No!"

The middle-aged Hades roared hoarsely.

He didn't expect that A Luo, who had just revived, could easily take his life.

"I am a coward and a defeated general, but so what? In this world, the strong will always be the king. In the past, glory is not important!"

Fang Yue's words lingered in the ears of the middle-aged Hades.

The eyes of the middle-aged Hades man were wide open, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot.

However, as the blood flowed.

His life force was gone, and he fell to the ground with his head tilted up.

The faint power of reincarnation diffused from his body.

"How great it is! Contributing all the blood in my body is equivalent to the contribution of ten true fairyland-level dark people, which makes it easier to revive the heroic spirit of the ancestors!"

Fang Yue's smile became more and more twisted!

He extracted all the blood from the middle-aged dark man and splashed it on the stone altar in front of him.

The ancient and simple altar, like a silent and ferocious beast, absorbed the blood of the dark man in the blink of an eye. The stone altar was still clean and tidy without any stains.

Fang Yue even felt that the altar in front of him was a little closer to him, and he felt a sense of flesh and blood!

Fang Yue killed people, took blood, and sacrificed in one go. However, the dozens of dark people at the level of true fairyland and spiritual fairyland present were all wooden and indifferent.

In the dark people, such killing and disputes are normal.

The underworld people are the prey of the weak, and only those who survive are valuable!

A Luo is strong, he killed the middle-aged underworld people, which represents his strong strength.

Among the underworld people, he is more suitable for survival than others.

"This altar, I feel a little interesting! Is there anyone who wants to offer their blood to sacrifice for the ancestors?"

A Luo looked around, and the bloody smell on his body became stronger.

His eyes were like a wolf and tiger, full of fierce aggression.

The underworld people around all felt like thorns in their backs.

"A Luo, don't go too far, we didn't provoke you, and your killing of Agan before was your own legitimate defense, but if you kill other tribesmen, it will be considered as a troublemaker. Be careful that this Yuhua City can't accommodate you!"

An old spirit fairy coughed dryly and said, he silently sealed the wound on his wrist.

Just now he sacrificed dozens of drops of blood on the altar.

He is also a top figure in the underworld people, and he has some majesty.

This medieval ghost race, just revived, wants to make trouble?

A Luo said with a grin: "Senior misunderstood, I just want to sacrifice more blood and essence!"

As he said that, A Luo took a step forward, and a corpse of a ghost race at the level of the spirit fairyland was taken out by him and placed on the altar.

The blood and essence were quickly sucked dry by the altar, and even the bones and flesh were squeezed dry. In a flash, a rather plump body of a ghost race at the level of the spirit fairyland turned into a human skin.

The ghost race's ghost race's ghost race's ghost race old man at the level of the spirit fairyland who was just opening his mouth to teach Fang Yue a lesson suddenly fell silent and stopped talking.

There was a different kind of fear in his eyes!

Where did the corpse of the ghost race at the level of the spirit fairyland come from?

Could it be that A Luo killed it!

A corpse of a ghost race at the level of the spirit fairyland was eaten up.

A faint dark golden light appeared on the altar!

The ghost race's heroic spirit sleeping under the altar began to gradually wake up.

The effect of this complete sacrifice of a corpse is a hundred times stronger than the pitiful blood and essence squeezed out by dozens or hundreds of the Hades!

"I... long for fresh flesh and blood!"

An old and powerful voice came from the altar.

"The heroic spirit of the ancestors has revived!"

"The ancestors need a lot of flesh and blood!"

"Quick, quick, bring up the prepared flesh and blood!"

A panicked voice came from the crowd.

The resurrection of the heroic spirit is not the first time in Yuhua City. There are at least hundreds of such altars in Yuhua City.

Sacrifice the blood of the Hades to stimulate the awakening of the heroic spirit of the ancestors, and then offer a large amount of flesh and blood of the powerful people of all races, so that the heroic spirit of the ancestors of the Hades can devour and revive!

All this was prepared in advance!

The corpses of the powerful people of all races were brought up one by one, some intact, some broken, some clean and tidy, and some bloody!

In short, these corpses have all kinds of appearances, and the essence of the flesh and blood is still intact!

"The heroic spirit of the Daluo Jinxian realm."

A Luo said softly.

He could see that the cultivation level of this heroic spirit was not very high during his prime, otherwise, he would not have been revived by the sacrifice of a corpse at the level of the Spiritual Immortal Realm!

"What a pity!"

A Luo was Fang Yue in disguise.

To be precise, Fang Yue condensed his flesh and blood clone into a bullet and hid it in the body of A Luo, a True Immortal of the Nether Clan who had just revived.

He used his mental power to brainwash A Luo and completely became his puppet.

In fact, A Luo was really a sleeping strong man of the Nether Clan in the Middle Ages, a True Immortal Realm, and had cultivated three True Martial Realms.

Otherwise, A Luo would not have been able to easily kill the strong man at the fifth level of the True Immortal Realm.

Fang Yue wanted to use A Luo's identity to infiltrate the Nether Clan, and he would climb as high as he could in three days.

Conventional accumulation of merits would definitely not work!

Extraordinary times call for extraordinary means.

Only by making great contributions in the process of reviving the strong can he be in a high position in Yuhua City!

However, if he were to revive a Darkman to the Golden Immortal realm, how much credit would he be able to gain?