After the black witch in the sealing rune roared for a while, the aura on his body did not weaken, but became thick because of the strange blood beads devoured.

"Too little, still too little, I want blood, I want blood!!"

The black witch's voice suddenly became sharper.

"Black slave, where are you!!"

His sound waves could penetrate the runes, shaking the surrounding black water in circles, forming a strange whirlpool.

After a few breaths, there were thousands of black shadows in the whirlpool from far and near, and these black shadows were superimposed layer by layer, forming a young man dressed in black, who was the one who assassinated the four Dao Masters of Liangyi Gate.

"The black slave pays a visit to Lord Wuzu. ”

The man in black bowed respectfully to the altar, his hands spread out, his forehead touching the ground.

"Why are you here now, and what do I want you to do??"

The voice of the Black Witch Ancestor sealed on the altar shook the surroundings, and the invincible black slave was so humble in front of this sealed soul.

"Lord Wuzu, half of the ...... has been solved" The black slave's body was trembling, and his black clothes trembled like ripples because of emotional fluctuations and fear.

"What?"

Wu Zu's voice was like a vast sea, rushing to his face, and the black slave was suddenly shot out and flew far away.

"Lord Wuzu, there is a Yuan Infant Monk who has entered the Desolate Ancient Mound, I don't dare to act rashly, so I can only temporarily retreat. Black blood spilled from the corner of the black slave's mouth, and his body was still respectfully prostrate on the ground.

"A monk in infancy?"

In the incomparably mysterious runes, the black shadow suddenly became irritable, causing the surrounding runes to sneer, shining with colorful light, and the runes of different attributes were stimulated and whipped on the body of the black shadow.

"Ahh

After a scream, there was a burst of sadistic laughter.

"Okay, very good, I was worried that my blood would not be enough to shape a suitable body, but I didn't expect a few big fish to come in, in my territory, they can't exert the strength of true knowledge, just small fish that I slaughtered. ”

"Congratulations to Lord Wuzu, you are about to get out of the sea of suffering!"

The black slave's forehead slammed to the ground, thumping.

"Hmm. ”

From the altar came the deep groan of the black witch.

A brief silence ensued.

"The high priest failed to invite the great physician who rescued the body of this seat, I am afraid that he saw his own blue sky outside and betrayed this seat, black slave, you ...... It's good, it's good. ”

The black slave's face showed joy, "I will always be loyal to Lord Wuzu, and I swear by the blood curse of the black witch!"

As he spoke, the black slave's hands were gathered in the center of his eyebrows, and there were runes surging in his fingertips, making an extremely sacred movement.

"Good...... Okay, now in this desolate ancient mound, only you are still loyal to this seat, from now on, you are the great venerable of the Wu clan!" The black shadow on the altar seemed to be in a much more stable mood.

"Lord Wuzu, something may have happened to the High Priest. ”

The black slave's face was still very blurry, but that pair of gloomy eyes, surrounded by black water, looked very weird.

"Hmph...... With the ability of the guest, those little guys outside can be his opponents, and they can never exceed the number of five fingers...... Black slave, you are the ...... of this seat It is also the great honor of my black witch, whose status is still above the high priest, so I don't have to care about it. Wu Zu's voice was full of cold arrogance, "Now, I want you to do something......

"Lord Wuzu, please command. ”

Black slaves prostrate on the ground.

"You go to the Black City and open the Nine Blood Sacrifice Towers, and this seat has to collect more qi and blood. ”

When the black slave heard this, his body trembled.

"Witch ...... Lord Wuzu...... Open the Tower of Bloodstain...... Aren't those people in the black city ......?"

"They are just my slaves, and they are no longer worthy of being the people of this throne, let them play their due role, and before that, give them the order to hunt, and make the sun and moon of this desolate mound even more red." ”

The dark shadow on the altar once again became furious.

......

In the forest, Chen Fan was moving forward quickly, and suddenly, a tiger with blue eyes in front of him blocked the way.

I only heard the sound of 'Zheng', a gust of wind raged, and dense gaps appeared on the blue tiger's body, and the blood flowed and disintegrated in an instant.

"Attaching the spiritual power to the blade is really powerful. ”

Chen Fan stopped, he held the Shenyue scimitar in his hand, the scimitar was surging sharply, and the wind attribute spiritual power attached to it made a sneering sound, like a high-speed carpentry console.

Along the way, Chen Fan encountered all kinds of monsters, these monsters were affected by the chaotic spiritual power, and some kind of strange mutation occurred, extremely fierce, like the fierce tiger that was killed in front of him, which was a variety that Chen Fan had never seen before.

In the rear, the dense forest gradually became sparse, and in front, there was a meandering black water river, and on the other side of the river, there was a completely different scenery, all kinds of strange rocks were craggy, and a canyon led to the distance.

Chen Fan's eyes were on the dead tiger, and found that its blood quickly turned black, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "This desolate ancient mound is really strange, the more ferocious the animal, the more black blood in the body, it should be caused by something special." ”

Chen Fan squatted down and stretched the Shenyue scimitar into the blackened blood, and after a while, he picked up the Shenyue scimitar, only to see that where the Shenyue scimitar was stained with black blood, the spiritual power was dim, and it was obviously very corrosive.

"It doesn't seem to be as simple as poison. ”

Chen Fan's face became solemn, he is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and his thinking angle is naturally very different.

With thought, he gradually approached the river.

It was a river four or five meters wide, twisting and turning like a black snake.

It was obviously flowing, but it was completely silent, like extremely thick ink flowing in a river.

Chen Fan looked at it for a while, and he felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

Because Chen Fan suddenly realized that this river, he was too weird and too quiet.

The silence made his scalp tingle, and he had the illusion that time had stopped when he looked at the river!

This river is very unreal.

"That's not right...... Wrong. ”

The creepy feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Chen Fan couldn't tell what was wrong.

But the sense of crisis in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He gritted his teeth.

Stab the Shenyue scimitar in your hand into your thigh!

Burst!

Blood mixed with severe pain passed into the brain.

In an instant, Chen Fan seemed to regain control of his body.

He came to his senses, and then his face showed a look of horror.

Because he had the foot of the scimitar of the moon in his hand, hanging in the air, half-lifted, and below him was a river as black as ink.

He only needs to take another half step and he will fall!!

He retreated again and again, no longer looking at the strange river.

He only cared about the width of the river, but he forgot the most terrible thing: the depth of the river!!

The river is obviously flowing, why is it silent?

Because it's so deep, it must be incredibly deep.

Chen Fan's back was dripping with sweat.

Just now, the difference between life and death.

He firmly believes that once he falls into the river, he will sink absolutely, absolutely!

What caused him to move forward inexplicably was an even more terrifying illusion of loss!

Chen Fan pinched the trick with one hand, and the golden Buddha light gradually appeared around his body, and in the sea of gods, an ancient bell echoed melodiously, and the six mysterious mantras were shining, and the soul suppression bell shrouded the spiritual platform.

Chen Fan, who was frightened, at the same time displayed the two great masters of Buddhism and Taoism!

(End of chapter)