Chapter 554: Blood Ghost Gourd

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Suddenly, a red flame with a length of 100 zhang suddenly radiated from the red umbrella!

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But the high temperature released from the red lotus was terrifying!

In the entire White Bone Hall, the temperature suddenly doubled, and everyone instantly seemed to be caught in a furnace, hurriedly protecting their bodies with their true qi.

In the Great Hall of White Bones, except for the incomparably hard inner wall of the bones, as well as the two beast heads, as well as their true qi and body protectors, all things were turned into nothingness and burned out of thin air.

Bai Zhe sneered, his face froze, a look of horror appeared in his pupils, and his heart became strongly uneasy.

Especially looking at Su Yufeng's light and light expression, he felt even more creepy, that expression was a confident expression that would definitely kill him!

Feeling the danger of this place, the white-clothed sword raised his eyebrows, and had a premonition that something was wrong, this silver feather was even more terrifying than he imagined, even if he had three half-finished spiritual weapons, he even had a half-finished red lotus umbrella right now!

"Zhe'er, use the blood gourd!But, you are only allowed to drink ten drops at most!"

When Bai Zhe heard this, his eyes burst with excitement, and his lips licked slightly: "Hehe, it's not long before refining, I'll take you the first one!"

After speaking, Bai Zhe took out a blood-colored gourd from his arms, and the gourd was carved with a hideous ghost face.

Inside the gourd, there was a burst of bloody gas, pungent and unpleasant.

The ghost king's face changed, and he instantly became solemn: "Is this a ghost gourd?"

Looking at Bai Zhe deeply, the ghost king sneered: "Your heart is really ruthless, after the ghost gourd is used, it can temporarily skyrocket extremely powerful power, the principle is to seal the flesh and soul of the strong in the ghost gourd, brew it into blood wine, and after drinking it, you can temporarily obtain the cultivation and power of the sealed!"

"However, this kind of evil method needs to be practiced by people of the same bloodline! Looking at the appearance of your gourd, I am afraid that at least hundreds of people will be killed! If I am not mistaken, your guardian lineage, this generation, there are only 100 people! Isn't it, your father and son, slaughtered all the clansmen?"

His words are chilling!

Speaking of which, after Su Yu entered this mountain, except for the underground magma inherited by refining weapons, he encountered a demi-immortal of the guardian, except for him, the guardian vein disappeared out of thin air.

Their stronghold is empty!

What's more, Su Yu had felt the bloody breath on Bai Zhe's body, which was the breath produced when he had just killed someone.

In this way, I am afraid that the vanished guardian vein has been put into this blood gourd!

Su Yu's heart was cold, and he slaughtered all his people and refined them all into blood wine, what kind of vicious heart is this?

I'm afraid that most of the most vicious people may not be able to bear to do it!

The two of them, father and son, have no different faces, which is really chilling down the spine!

Bai Zhe's expression froze, staring at the Ghost King viciously, a vicious intent flashed in his eyes, he obviously didn't expect that this Bai Qi would actually reveal the secret of their father and son at a glance.

The white-clothed sword's face was also very ugly: "Your Excellency knows too much!"

His words are undoubtedly an acknowledgment that the so-called Guardian line has been transferred, but in fact it is nothing more than an excuse.

They have become a gourd of blood wine!

The two of them, father and son, broke through the Heavenly Machine Divine Pavilion one after another, which was the long-cherished wish of countless clansmen.

Now, it seems, is nothing more than their bloody ambitions.