Chapter 975: A True Layout Master

The fake said: "It's okay. Even if he can't become a god or an immortal, the official can have an immortal body and let thousands of demons be used by the palace. She raised her hand, stood up, and laughed, "Look at how much darkness there is in this world, and how many demons lurk in this world!" Hongu can only control a small part of their power now, if Hongu is reborn and returns, all demons will surrender to Hongu, and this world will also be ruled by Hongu! Immortal and immortal, do whatever you want! Hahaha...... Hahaha...... ”

Hu Yan said: "You lied to someone and said that you want to help them change into a young body and make them immortal." In fact, let them be your funeral objects. ”

The fake said: "Those fools, only see the surface. If it weren't for the willingness of the owner of the body to forcibly stuff the Divine Consciousness Beads, the body would be rejected, and those who were forcibly replaced with Divine Consciousness would eventually go crazy. Only by transforming them into beasts can they be used by the main palace. Now, their bodies have been guarded in all directions, and they will have to come back to the main palace, and they will also be reborn. Although he is not young and beautiful, but he can live forever, he should be grateful to Dade. ”

Hu Yan scolded directly: "Thank you for your mother's kindness!" De your dad has a leg! ”

As soon as the fake turned around, he slapped Hu Yan in the air and said, "How can you be disrespectful to the ancestors?!" ”

Hu Yan licked the blood from the corner of his lips and mocked: "An ancestor like you, it is my blessing to die." ”

The fake sneered: "Don't be quick with your tongue, the time has come." The body disappeared out of thin air and appeared next to the Xuanbing Blood Jade Coffin. She waved her sleeves, swept away the coffin lid, and then pulled up Fu Qianfan and said to Hu Yan, "You are so good at providing blood, this palace will resurrect him and play with you." Otherwise...... He can only rot into fishy mud! With that, he directly threw Fu Qianfan downward.

Fu Qianfan's clothes fluttered, his hair was flying, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to come back to life.

Hu Yan twisted his head and shouted loudly: "Qianfan! ”

Fu Qianfan couldn't open his eyes after all. He fell into the black water, was pulled by countless black hands and disappeared into the black water.

One by one, steel thorns appeared, piercing the wrists of Wei Nanyi and the others, leading their blood to Hu Yan's left wrist. At the same time, Hu Yan's right wrist was sliced open by a sharp blade, and blood flowed into the groove beneath him, winding and sliding towards the coffin where the fake was.

The fake spit out the inner pill, held it in his mouth, waved his hand, closed the coffin, and cut off his heart with internal force. Her skin quickly lost its luster, and her whole person became old in the blink of an eye.

Hu Yan's blood dripped onto the Xuanbing Blood Jade Coffin, dipping into the carved lines on it, outlining a strange totem. That is, the inscription of the sacrifice.

The surrounding darkness became restless, and the evil ghosts and terrifying monsters showed blurred shadows one after another, and gradually began to concentrate.

If this sacrifice is successful and the forgery comes back to life, these ownerless terrible things will recognize the forgery as the master. At that time, the world will be turbulent and the world will be subverted.

Hu Yan looked up at the beautiful men on the wall of the bowl, who were also looking at her.

So many pairs of eyes, falling on her, there was no blame, only concern.

Hu Yan slowly hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a slightly unfamiliar smile. That smile is comforting.

Her body gradually became translucent, and then a burst of silver-white light appeared, and the black threads that bound her shattered in an instant. Hu Yan stood up, her sleeves and skirt fluttering, her hair swaying lightly without wind, and her whole person was shrouded in a silver-white light, which made people look up to her, and wanted to kneel at her feet and seek refuge.

Hu Yan got dressed, waved his hand, and untied the seals on everyone's bodies.

The crowd fell from the wall of the bowl like dumplings.

Si Shao flicked his whip and caught Yan Fanchen; Feng Yunqi hugged Bai Ziqi; Hua Qingzhi caught Wei Nanyi; Xi Qian caught the six princes;

Feng Ling, Qiao Mei, and Yu Ji fell to the ground unharmed.

As soon as Wei Nanyi and the others landed at the bottom of the bowl, they rushed to Hu Yan and asked nonchalantly, "Ah Yan, what's wrong with you?" "A mouth, then I know that I can actually speak.

Hu Yan replied: "It's good." ”

Feng Yunqi wanted to hug Hu Yan and make sure that she was really okay, but Hu Yan glanced at Feng Yunqi with a complicated expression, and then raised his hand and signaled everyone to silence.

The coffin under the huge bowl was only half of the totem hooked, and the blood sacrifice was lost.

The corpse lying in the coffin did not seem to be dead, but raised its hand and struck the coffin.

Hu Yan grabbed the "Three Realms" in the air, flew up to the edge of the bowl, and was about to jump down, when the Xuanbing Blood Jade coffin shattered with a thud.

The fake stood upright in the shattered coffin, looking up at Hu Yan through the hollow gap of the giant bowl. Those eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, how terrifying!

The demons and beasts that were crawling around disappeared when the fakes broke out of their coffins.

Hu Yan was surprised in his heart, but he smiled contemptuously on his face and said, "Congratulations, you have to live and live forever." ”

The fake shouted angrily: "Slut! The body of the old dragon bell disappeared in place, and he jumped onto the edge of the giant bowl and came face to face with Hu Yan. In the process, the trajectory of her movements can be seen, not as elusive as before.

Hu Yan was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly: She was really seriously injured.

As soon as the fake raised his hand, he pointed directly at Hu Yan and said angrily: "You dare to deceive this palace?!" ”

Hu Yan shrugged his shoulders, with an innocent expression, and said, "How can you say that you are cheating?" Isn't this a new trick learned from you? You claimed to be Qianfan's mother, tricked me into dancing a fake dance, and offered yourself as a sacrifice to you. Gee...... Such a brazen thing, you can do it without being old-fashioned, I'm so cautious, it's really not worth mentioning. Instead, he said, "Are you dead or not?" It's weird to look at. ”

The fake pounced directly on Hu Yan, and the two stepped on the edge and wall of the bowl, and stood apart again after facing each other six times in succession.

The fake's wrist trembled, and he asked, "Why haven't you been sucked out of your power by the magic circle?!" ”

Hu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

The beautiful man shouted Hu Yan's name with concern.

Hu Yan raised his hand to indicate that he was fine. She wiped the blood from her lips, looked at Feng Yunqi, and said calmly: "The beast bone spoon that Feng Yunqi gave me is bad in itself. ”

Feng Yunqi was exposed, and a trace of embarrassment crossed his eyes. He was going to confess to Hu Yan and be lenient, but he couldn't say these words for a long time. He was afraid that he would shatter Hu Yan's illusions and make her unhappy. When he wanted to speak, Hu Yan told him in a dream that there was no need to say anything. It seems that Hu Yan has a plan, and he has long been ready to use this to clean up the fakes.