Volleyed above the cloud altar, at this moment, Yan Feng's figure slowly fell, and finally landed next to the central place. ".2.

Ye Shiyu, stepping on the lotus step, is only a few hundred zhang away from the sacrificial place at the moment, and on her side, the five tripods follow each other.

At this moment, Ye Shiyu stepped out, and on this altar, in an instant, tens of thousands of illusory souls of the undead appeared, and these souls were all people who sacrificed to the dead demons.

As soon as these resentful spirits appeared, they were full of resentment!

Ye Shiyu took another step, and tens of thousands of ...

100,000, 10,000,000...!

Tens of millions of undead were densely filled with this cloud altar, and the howl shook the sky, and Wuding beside Ye Shiyu saw these undead appearing, his face remained unchanged.

He had long predicted the appearance of these undead.

"With the blessing of thousands of resentful spirits, there should be no problem..."

There was a trace of worry in Wuding's eyes, and he was very worried about the failure of this sacrifice, because if it failed, then he Wuding would definitely become the first person on the blood-spattered altar.

These resentful spirits were also specially arranged by him, and according to his inference, this time the spirit was exchanged.

It was originally to use the hatred of the dead Yuezhi for Qingyu, so as to awaken the spirit of Yuezhi in the long river of years, and add the souls of these innocent dead demons.

It can increase the resentment a hundred times out of thin air...!

Use their resentment to bless that hatred, and the chances of success can skyrocket!

The ink-colored land of ice crystals reflected Ye Shiyu's thin green clothes, three thousand green silks flying behind him, countless resentful spirits, and the sound of sorrow and wails continued to echo above this cloud altar.

Until it was thirty zhang away from the center, the Wuding behind Ye Shiyu also stopped, and his figure did not continue to move forward.

At the same time, the figure of the inner demon appeared in front of Wuding...

A pair of eyes with blazing meaning!

Looking at Ye Shiyu, who walked out of the center step by step, seeing this back, it was as if she saw her daughter!

"Zhi'er...!"

When Ye Shiyu completely stepped into the center of the altar, it was the time for the spirit exchange sacrifice to begin!

Once the spirit change is successful, Ye Shiyu will no longer be Ye Shiyu, but Yuezhi!

Yan Feng stood beside the sacrificial center, looking at Ye Shiyu, those eyes glowing with black and purple gas, watching Ye Shiyu come towards him step by step.

The Sky Cry Sword in his hand is flowing irrepressibly at this moment, this gas is not the color of the original Sky Cry Sword, but Yan Hong!

Twenty zhang!

Ten zhang!

Ye Shiyu's figure is getting closer and closer to the central place, getting closer and closer!

The pillar of light in the center of the sky is also slowly extinguishing at this moment, and the whirlpool in the sky is faintly visible, and in the whirlpool, there is not the slightest trace in sight, and some are all endless darkness.

Five!

Sanzhang!

Two feet!

One foot!

When Ye Shiyu's feet fully stepped into it!

Those who are still surrounded by the millions of demons around the cloud platform, and those who are in the various peaks and who also sacrifice their own demons.

It's all in this moment!

The body quickly turned into a dry corpse... All the essence and blood in the body were all drawn into the cloud altar in a few breaths!

At the same moment, Wuding took out a knife and cut a blood mark in the palm of his hand, blood flowed in a pool, and he didn't know what he muttered in his mouth.

Pressing the palm of his hand to the ink-colored crystal of the cloud altar, in an instant, the entire cloud altar with a radius of ten thousand zhang began to circulate and appear, and from this pattern, there were countless blood-black qi appeared.

The blood-black light suddenly illuminated the entire cloud arena.

After these lines appeared, the tens of thousands of resentful spirits that appeared were even more terrifying howls of pain at this moment.

These overflowing blood black qi fell on these resentful spirits, and they actually made their bodies slowly dissipate, more precisely... It's melted!

Erosion!

Smelted!

Turned into a liquid and fell into those blood-black lines.

The howls of thousands of resentful spirits are enough to shake the earth!

However, whether it was Yan Feng, Ye Shiyu, or anyone outside this cloud altar, when they heard this howl, their faces were pale, and they didn't have the slightest expression.

Wuding, at this moment, his eyebrows are furrowed, his face is a little pale, and his blood is constantly coming out of his palm at this moment, pouring into this cloud altar.

Only the demons in the heart, the smile on the corner of the mouth at the moment... Growing stronger!

All of this was done in a breath or two, and all the blood-black lines, as if transporting liquid, were all gathered in the center!

A terrifying resentment slowly gathered in that central place!

At this moment, Ye Shiyu's body completely stepped into the central place!

Bang...!

A silent, but obviously loud sound, came out in an instant!

A circle of inky black qi spread out from Ye Shiyu, and wherever it was swept by the inky qi, it seemed to fall into stillness...!

The breath is not only diffusing in the cloud arena, but even... It's the whole Demon Realm!

The wind and clouds are still, the trees are not moving, and even the ripples that are rising in the sea of fallen demons remain the same...!

Since the whirlpool of the sky, white stars have begun to appear at this moment, connecting Ye Shiyu and the sky!

"It's the lead of the long river..."

Wuding, when I saw this white starlight, there was a happy color between my eyebrows!

The so-called introduction of the long river is the river of the long river of years...!

The appearance of this starlight means that the altar... Successfully connected the long river of years!

In other words, the moon in the long river of years has an echo!

In the eyes of the demons, there is even more light blooming at this moment.

Starlight slowly began to simmer in the whirlpool.

Ye Shiyu's body was even more stunned, her eyes suddenly froze, looking up at the whirlpool in the sky, her body rose in the inky pillar of light, and in her eyes, there was starlight in the mist, just like the whirlpool in the sky.

And at this moment, Yan Feng, the Sky Weeping Sword in his hand, the scorching red light, bloomed to the extreme!

Roar!

A dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth came out in an instant, and the sword in Yan Feng's hand came out in an instant!

An illusory flame dragon suddenly appeared above this cloud altar!

Fire, bloom heaven and earth!

This is... Listen to the dragon spirit of the wind!

In the dragon's eyes glowing with fire, there is a determination to die!

Just now... Yan Feng was indeed a killer against Tingfeng, but the Sky Cry Sword did not!

Yan Feng was charged with his mind, but the Sky Cry Sword didn't!

Long before he was controlled, Yan Feng had a plan for the Sky Crying Sword...

Heaven weeps and has a spirit!

At the moment of slashing the body of Tingfeng, the Sky Cry Sword incorporated its dragon spirit into the sword body!

"Your Majesty... Next, please!"

Even if it is a demon, there is no time to stop it, the dragon spirit who listens to the wind, with the last dragon roar!

Sandwiched by endless fire!

Slammed into the altar!

Boom Boom!

Countless cracks appeared in the gimbal in an instant...

The starlight that appeared in Ye Shiyu and the sky whirlpool also dissipated at this moment!

The sacrifice is suspended!

In order to... Listen to the Spirit of the Wind!