At the same time, in a mountain range in the land of Dongqi.

But I saw that this mountain range is mostly a stone mountain, and there are few trees and flowers, and there are strange rocks and craggy trees, and there is no demonic energy at all, although Dongqi has just experienced a big war at this time, but it has not been affected here, for no other reason, just because this place is desolate, even mortals who have no cultivation rarely set foot here.

Suddenly, I saw two long rainbows passing straight over this mountain range, and when they crossed this mountain range, two great divine senses fell straight down, swept through this mountain range, and then flew straight into the distance without stopping.

Wrapped in the light are two Jindan monks of the Yuan Demon Clan, at this time although the Dongqi land is stable, but it is still in the midst of a big war, the Yuan Demon Clan does not dare to relax, and sends a large number of people to inspect the entire Dongqi land, similar to these two Jindan monks who patrol, at this time can be seen everywhere in the sky of Dongqi Land.

And not long after the two Jindan monks left, they suddenly saw a thousand-foot stone mountain at the foot of the mountain, and a wisp of blood-colored mist suddenly appeared.

The blood-colored mist flew up into the air, until it finally dissipated between heaven and earth, as if nothing had happened.

The mountain range is still the same desolate scene, but under the vast expanse of the mountain is a different scene.

But I saw that there was a confined space about ten zhang high and about one acre wide hidden in the ground tens of thousands of zhang deep.

The space is very irregular, the walls are not flat and unadorned, and the dry and cracked loess is exposed outside, as if someone had dug it out of thin air.

On the cracked four walls, each engraved a blood-red rune, at this time, the red light of these four runes flickered, and each emitted a faint dark red halo, which was connected with the halo emitted by several other runes, enveloping the entire space inside.

At this time, this space was full of dark red colors, and there was a rich bloody aura wafting around, which added a cold and murderous aura.

In the middle of this space there are two incense burners, these two incense burners are very strange shapes, their surfaces are bright silver and white, the bottom is a silver pillar with the thickness of a long arm, at the top of the pillar dragged a silver ball similar to a copper bell, wisps of blood-colored mist emitted from the hollow place of the ball, and finally merged into this space.

Between the two incense burners sat a person, dressed in a blood-colored robe, with a pair of huge fleshy wings on his back, but it was the lake of blood that had disappeared for many years.

Xuehu frowned, and there was a small piece of yellow paper in front of him, and he shook the pen in one hand from time to time, leaving Yin Hong's blood-colored words on the yellow paper.

Blood Lake's expression was solemn and focused, and as he wrote more and more blood-colored words, the yellow paper on the ground began to light up with a faint glow.

It didn't take long for the blood lake to stop.

"Hum..."

The yellow paper on the ground immediately sounded a buzz, and the light was instantly sheng, and then the words written on it also lit up, and a strange suction force spread, and the blood-colored mist that diffused the entire secret room was pulled by this suction, and the yellow paper that rolled upside down towards the ground converged.

A whistling sound sounded, and as the force of that traction grew, the entire space seemed to set off a strong wind on the ground.

The force of this attraction is extremely great, but it is only a matter of ten breaths, and the blood-colored mist of the entire secret room is absorbed by this yellow paper, but this yellow paper is like a bottomless abyss without the intention of stopping, and the traction force spreads out, wrapping towards the two strange incense burners.

The incense burner was wrapped in this attraction, and the blood mist floating from the top ball was directly pulled and poured into the yellow paper before it could disperse.

Blood Lake's expression was slightly nervous, and his eyes stared at the yellow paper in front of him without blinking.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is after the tea.

"Hum..."

There was another buzzing sound, but I saw the yellow paper on the ground shook, and then slowly rose into the air.

The blood light bloomed, like a blood-colored Jiao Yang exuding demonic blood glow blooming in this space.

Seeing this scene, the blood lake suddenly moved and stood up suddenly.

"It's done! Finally, the blood sacrifice was written. Blood Lake's face was full of ecstasy, staring at the blood-colored Jiao Yang in the air and shouted.

As early as when the Blood Lake obtained the Blood Sacrifice Alchemy Technique, he began to prepare for this method, but he had been fighting openly and secretly with the skull for many years, and both sides had their own eyeliners, and he didn't dare to be too blatant, so he had to intermittently and secretly comprehend.

Now, the whole Qidi is in chaos, and it is completely isolated from the outside world, and the most important thing is that he also grabbed the Yuan Tu's ontology Yuan Ying, which can be said to be the right time and place to gather with people, and he made up his mind to secretly comprehend the blood sacrifice and refinement of the necessary blood sacrifice text, and finally realized the blood sacrifice and the text in the past ten years.

The red light that filled the entire space dissipated, and the yellow paper hanging in mid-air fell suddenly.

With one move from Blood Lake, the yellow paper printed with the blood sacrifice text fell into his hand.

Blood Lake's eyes flashed with essence, and he couldn't hide his joy on his face as he swept back and forth on the blood sacrifice text, and nodded with a big grin.

"Yes, yes, although this blood sacrifice text is my own understanding, but it is enough to want the blood sacrifice Yuan Tu Na to be used by me. ”

Putting away the blood sacrifice text, the blood lake sneered, "The skull, the demon boy, you two sluts, are waiting for Lao Tzu, it won't be long before my blood lake will kill you, hahaha." ”

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

In the mysterious sect and the secret room.

Ji Liao sat on the futon.

In front of him lay a piece of rune paper.

This rune paper is the same size as ordinary rune paper, showing a gray-black color, which looks plain on the surface, but in fact, it contains a suffocating terrifying power inside, but it is the spirit level rune paper that Wen Moyan refined for Ji Liao.

Ji Liao flipped it over with one hand, and the storage ring immediately flashed, and a gray copper bowl appeared in his palm.

This copper bowl is extremely plain, but it is filled with a clear and crystalline blue sand grain, but it is the dansha of the corpse soul summoning talisman.

Every time he refined the corpse soul summoning talisman dansha, he used tens of thousands of divine souls, refining so many dansha, Ji Liao didn't know how many divine souls he had refined, and how many people who had died in vain had been taken away by him.

Putting aside the copper bowl containing dansha, Ji Liao's mind moved again, and a light gold light immediately lit up in his palm, and a pen appeared in his hand.

However, I saw that this pen ruler was long, showing a pale gold color, and the pen body was engraved with many spiritual texts, and there was a stream of light surrounding the pen body.

Since coming to the Yuan Demon Realm, the chalcedony spirit gathering pen was destroyed by the demon boy, and after staying in the Yuan Demon Realm for decades, Ji Liao had no time to comprehend the talisman, so the guy who ate was put aside by him for the time being, and now he wants to make the talisman, so this is absolutely indispensable, so when he entrusted Wen Moyan to help him refine the spirit level rune paper, by the way, he made a pen for himself to refine a talisman.

Wen Moyan is a cultivator in the Yuan infant stage, and he is quite accomplished in refining weapons, although he is far inferior to the refining Ye Xingjun, but he is many times stronger than ordinary refining cultivators.

This pen is not of high grade, only on the Xuan level, but its effect is quite mysterious, which can make Fu Xiu refreshed and clear when drawing the talisman, and has the purpose of calming the talisman to cultivate the soul.

It is extremely important to stabilize the soul when drawing the talisman, if the talisman turned by the monk is too high, or due to some other external factors, it is difficult to guarantee that the mind will be confused, resulting in the burning of the talisman made, and the pen refined by Wen Moyan makes up for this.

Ji Liao named this soul suppression pen, but it was the effect of this allusion, and he was quite satisfied with it.

His eyes flashed slightly, looking at the rune paper in front of him, and a sense of familiarity inexplicably surged in his heart.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled slightly, "Hehe, I haven't drawn a talisman for a long time." ”

Lifting the pen to the side of the copper bowl lightly, a touch of crystal blue immediately dyed the tip of the pen.

Looking back at the rune paper in front of him, Ji Liao's expression gradually changed, and he returned to the young boy he was back then in an instant, extremely focused.

The tip of the pen moved slowly, and it was dotted on the rune paper.

A strange scene appeared, but I saw that the place where the tip of the pen and the rune paper got along suddenly rippled in circles, and the blue dansha immediately collapsed, exploded and turned into a blue light that dispersed, coiled up along the tip of the pen, and came towards Ji Liao's arm.

The blue light passed through Ji Liao's robe as if nothing was attached to the skin, and then it actually penetrated into Ji Liao's body.

In an instant, Ji Liao only felt a bone-chilling chill rising in his hand, Rao is that he had the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage at this time, and at this time he also felt that this chill penetrated through the bone marrow.

Ji Liao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't panic, and used his spiritual power to resist this force.

And at the moment when Ji Liao's spiritual power was just mentioned, the bone-chilling chill was easily driven out, and with it, the faint blue light that swirled around the body of the pen also collapsed and dissipated, turning into nothingness.

"This..."Ji Liao hesitated.

Ji Liao had never seen such a scene since he entered the Fu Dao, he kept the posture of holding the pen and did not move, and his heart was racing.

After a moment, he exhaled and sat up straight.

"Maybe that's the weirdness of this dansha, it seems that I haven't understood it thoroughly enough. ”

Ji Liao whispered, raised his hand and took out the book of the corpse soul summoning talisman again, and then his mind sank.