Chapter 314: Blood Sacrifice at Jingguan (Part 2)
The answer to Violet was Wu Yan's actions.
Wu Yan looked at the army of a thousand monks behind Zi Luolan, his eyes shining with a strange cold light. Unfortunately, these people have followed Zi Luolan and rushed into the forbidden formation of the Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden God Banner.
After Wu Yan played more than a hundred magic tricks, he coldly exclaimed: "Photograph!"
However, more than a thousand monsters from the Demon Mansion's army were captured one after another and involuntarily filled the bottom of the Xiangjingguan altar, becoming the base of the altar!
At this moment, everyone was shocked to find that their bodies seemed to be taken completely out of their own hands and out of their control.
Among these people, a small number are demon generals of the Demon Mansion in the realm of pill formation, and most of them are demon captains in the realm of foundation establishment. However, no matter what state they are in, it seems to be of no use here. They are banned, captured, and stuffed into flesh bases one after another!
The same goes for Zhu Junhao. No matter what he thought before, at this moment, his eyes revealed deep fear and jealousy.
After not seeing each other for thirty years, Wu Yan’s magical power turned out to be so terrifying!
He didn't even know what magical power Wu Yan was using now. This, how is this possible?
"Brother Wu, please spare me! I have no intention of offending, and I have no intention of being an enemy of Brother Wu. I just have to come and check because of my duty!" He was frightened, with deep regret on his face, and begged for mercy loudly.
Violet also had a look of horror on her face, but at this moment, a purple light suddenly shot out from her eyes, and the Six-Yang Demonic God Thorn suddenly shot out!
However, within the Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden God Flag, the space where Violet was located showed a wave-like surge. If you look carefully, the surge is the distortion of space. The twisted place is around Violet's body.
Her eyes kept emitting this strange purple light, and as the space twisted, she seemed to have regained her ability to move, and moved out of the array with difficulty. It seemed that it was not easy for her to use the Six-Yang Demon God Thorn. Cold sweat had soaked her whole body, revealing her tall and proud body.
Wu Yan was stunned for a while and couldn't help but become very interested in this Six Yang True Demonic Art. It's really unexpected that this kind of magical power can distort space.
However, after continuously playing magic tricks and controlling the Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden God Flag, Wu Yan had just absorbed and refined the bloody demonic energy from Bai Peng's limbs and consumed it all again. In order to maintain the Jingguan altar at his feet, most of his magic power was restrained, and he was unable to spare the energy to deal with Zi Luo Lan who wanted to escape.
Zhu Junhao was stiff and unable to move. Seeing that Wu Yan was indifferent to his begging for mercy, his body was also rushing towards the bloody Jingguan altar with a strange force. The panic in his eyes was even worse, "Wu Yan Brother, for the sake of Third Sister, please spare my life! Third Sister loves you deeply, have you forgotten that she once stole the Tianji arsenal for you, Brother Wu..."
"Hmph!" Wu Yan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, Zhu Junhao's body was thrown out of the formation like a weightless piece of lint.
"I'll give you a moment to get out of the city from the south city gate!" Wu Yan gave Zhu Junhao a glance and gave his final reminder coldly.
As soon as Zhu Junhao came out of the forbidden formation, he found that his magic power was flowing smoothly. He took a deep look at Wu Yan, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu, for not killing me!"
At this moment, although the hatred and fear for Wu Yan in his heart had become even greater, he showed an extremely humble and sincere look on his face, respectfully saluted Wu Yan, and then turned into a ray of light and headed south. .
Wu Yan saw that Zi Luo Lan, relying on the magical power of the Six Yang Demon God's Thorn, had almost fled to the edge of the forbidden formation. He frowned and refined Bai Peng's body again.
Bai Peng's last scream sounded, and all the remaining flesh, flesh, and essence in his body turned into blood mist, and then turned into dark red demonic energy, which was absorbed by Wu Yan with his hand.
A black lotus seed the size of a thumb fell into Wu Yan's palm.
The black lotus seeds contained Bai Peng's fearful scream. This is a demon seed condensed by Bai Peng who has been practicing the Black Lotus Demonic Art for more than a hundred years. Now, it is restrained by Wu Yan.
Wu Yan was not a gloomy villain. Although his heart was filled with overwhelming hatred for this person, he did not leave Bai Peng's soul to continue torturing him. Instead, he grabbed Bai Peng's soul and crushed it. Yuanshen, and then he put away the black lotus seeds that had lost their consciousness and were filled with strong demonic aura.
This black lotus seed is condensed from the purest black lotus demonic energy. It contains extremely rich demonic energy, and its effect is no less than a tonic magic pill.
As long as he swallows this lotus seed, Wu Yan can recover all his demonic energy in an instant. He wanted to keep this lotus seed as a back-up, in case of the most critical moment, to refine it and use it to save his life.
He couldn't guarantee that once the massacre shocked the whole city, whether there would be more powerful demon monks appearing.
That Ziluo Lan was truly worthy of being a peak cultivator of the late stage demon species who had practiced the Six Yang True Demonic Skills. Before Wu Yan's demon energy could be recovered, he broke free from the control of the Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden God Flag and escaped from the formation. outside. She didn't even have the courage to look back, so she burned her essence and blood, and her whole body turned into a bloody light, which flashed through the air and disappeared without a trace in a few breaths.
The direction of his escape was towards Nancheng. Wu Yan glanced south and stopped paying attention. There were still more than a hundred immortal sky-devouring insects at the gate of Nancheng. It would not be that easy for her to escape.
The Jingguan altar under his feet had grown dozens of times larger and was already ten feet high. It was like a terrifying bone tower of white bones and flesh. With an unmatched momentum, it fiercely followed Wu Yan's will and crashed into the forbidden formation of Bai Mansion below!
With a loud bang, the protective formation of Bai Mansion was finally broken into a gap of dozens of feet, and dots of spiritual light scattered. Break in one place, break everywhere!
Below, there were screams and cries for help everywhere.
The people watching the excitement on all sides were already stunned by the scene in front of them. However, people have such a bad habit of watching the excitement indifferently and numbly, always feeling that the excitement has nothing to do with themselves. Little do they know that this excitement, as time goes by, has been connected with their fate.
Whether right or wrong, it is no longer important now. What Wu Yan wants now is killing!
"Sacrifice!"
After the Jingguan altar landed in the center of the Bai Mansion, Wu Yan shouted loudly, and circles of blood light visible to the naked eye scattered from the Jingguan altar, like countless blood demon hands, destroying all the buildings in the Bai Mansion and taking everyone in every corner of the Bai Mansion, regardless of gender, under the altar.
The Jingguan altar continued to rise, grow, and solidify.
The bloody demonic power also continued to solidify and grow with the growth of the altar.
At this moment, inside the altar, the demonic power of the Blood Sky Peng Demon King's clone has reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul Stage, and waves of huge blood demon pressure spread from the Bai Mansion to all directions.
Wu Yan's consciousness has been connected with the consciousness of the Demon King's clone. Under the coverage of the Demon King's clone's consciousness, the entire Jialou City is under control!
Under this unrivaled demonic pressure, the monks who were watching the excitement from all sides finally felt unprecedented pressure and fear. One by one, they screamed and offered their magic weapons, wanting to escape.
Unfortunately, it was too late!
Wu Yan knew that at this point, he no longer needed to work. He only needed to use his spiritual consciousness to command the Demon King's clone in the Jingguan altar under his feet to kill everything!
Wu Yan raised his hand and waved it. The five big flags shrank in the blink of an eye and returned to the surroundings of his body.
He did not put away the Five Spirit Wind Demon Forbidden Divine Flags, but ordered these five blood-colored demon flags to protect his body.
The Demon King's clone in the Jingguan altar under his feet had too much demonic power, even he could not stand it. With this magic treasure to protect him, his mind would not be affected by it, and he would not be invaded by the evil demons of the Demon King's clone.
He did not want to be backfired and become a puppet of the Demon King's clone.
The Jingguan altar continued to emit circles of blood light in all directions. With the ruins of Bai Mansion as the center, the entire South City, buildings have been reduced to ashes, and people in every corner, whether monks or mortals, have been taken to the Jingguan altar and turned into flesh.
The altar kept rising and expanding.
The entire Jialou City had already been shaken at this moment. South City was reduced to ruins in a few moments. The demon monks in the central and northern cities had not received the military orders from Zi Luolan and Zhu Junhao, and had no idea of the situation. Monks kept flying over to find out.
These curious monks, after flying over, encountered the spreading blood light. In the blood light, one by one, like drunkards, they were taken and lost their lives in a daze.
Finally, in a burst of loud noises, the entire South City, the thick and solid city wall foundation, collapsed and turned into ashes under the pressure of the Demon King's clone.
At this moment, the demon king's clone in the Jingguan altar has reached the terrifying stage of transformation.
At this moment, on the cliff of Tianjian Mountain fifty miles west of the city, in the Tianxiang Pavilion set off by the spiritual cloud, the three Tianxiang saints had already escaped from the Tianxiang Pavilion and looked at Jialou City in horror.
The three people explored with their spiritual sense and suddenly found that most of the spiritual sense they explored was swallowed up, and the three people hurriedly retracted their spiritual sense.
However, this exploration also allowed them to see the situation in the city clearly.
A terrifying altar of bones and blood, a thousand feet high and a hundred feet in size, is located in the center of the ruins of the South City. On it, a young monk in a black robe, with a cold face and long hair fluttering, stares at all directions with murderous intent.
The blood light of the Jingguan altar has spread to a radius of more than ten miles. All the monks who appear in this range are covered by the blood light and sucked into the altar, becoming the flesh base to strengthen the altar.
The unsure monks were startled by the noise and wanted to rush over to investigate, but they turned into flesh.
The monstrous power of the magic in the God-transforming Stage could be clearly felt by the three of them even though they were dozens of miles away and separated by the forbidden formation of Tianxiang Pavilion.
"He is really slaughtering the city!" After a long while, the three Tianxiang saints came back to their senses and looked at each other, revealing deep shock and fear, and said in a hoarse voice.
"Where will Tianxiang Pavilion go?" Bujia asked with a pale face.
"I don't want to be a sacrifice. Start the Tianxiang warship immediately and go!" Zhihai said.
"Where to go? Sanchuan Prefecture or Lingbei Central Plains?" Tanji said.
"This is the Jingguan altar. Once this ancient altar is out, Tianjian Pass will become a dead place. From then on, the road from Sanchuan Prefecture to Lingbei Central Plains will be completely cut off. I suggest taking the opportunity to take root in Lingbei Central Plains for development." Zhihai said calmly.
"Okay, let's go!" Bujia and Tanji said at the same time, with a flash of surprise in their eyes. The three of them had made up their minds and quickly fled back to Tianxiang Pavilion. After a while, the spiritual cloud below Tianxiang Pavilion disappeared, revealing a huge warship that was a thousand feet long. As soon as the warship appeared, it immediately turned into a stream of light, rushed into the sky and headed north, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.