The Yaksha clan's city pattern is much the same, and if I guessed correctly, it was the source of the qi that hung over the city.

Ding Yuanlong paid attention to the movements of the yaksha next to him all the way, and walked all the way inside.

He was prepared for the worst, and once he found out that something was wrong, he forced his way in, only to find that it seemed that it was because of the Yaksha blood and the changed appearance contained in his body that he had played a role, and he actually walked unhindered.

Later, he gradually reminisced.

In fact, his bloodline is not so pure, in the eyes of the Yakshas, it is probably the existence of mixed-race descendants.

However, the social structure of the Yaksha is really primitive, and it has not yet developed a special profession such as a city guard, and even if there are occasional vigilant individuals who are suspicious of him, they do not dare to come and question him easily.

He unabashedly exudes the aura of a general-level soldier, and he can be regarded as a warrior among the Yakshas.

In the world of the jungle, this is a natural proof of passage, and I am afraid that only when you are tired of being alive will you meddle in your affairs.

"It's surprisingly easy!"

Ding Yuanlong shook his head, and continued to move forward more and more blatantly.

Since he saw that the ordinary Yaksha was no threat to him, what he was concerned about was the Yaksha in the city.

But even in this royal city, there are less than half a hundred Nakshatas who have reached the ground level, and they are still scattered.

With mental calculation or unintentional, he finally came to the central square smoothly.

As a result, he just glanced inside, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

It was exactly the same as Manali's royal city, but it was much larger.

The huge square, which is several miles wide, is paved with stone slabs the size of a zhang, and the central boulder stands to form a huge archway like a tombstone.

But the most striking thing is a figure suspended above a boulder.

It was a humanoid figure dressed in a richly styled, but dignified, majestic robe.

Looking through the thick mist, it was faintly visible, and there were dense layers of innocent slaves and captives who had been slaughtered, and even some of them, sturdy Yaksha warriors, or demons and beasts that had been hunted from nowhere.

All of them had been reduced to corpses, rivers of blood flowing haphazardly.

The ground seemed to contain some kind of strange rhythm, steaming the flowing blood and condensing it into one with the demons in the void, and finally forming the dark red mist seen outside, which continued to hover around the figures.

And the figure sat under a huge whirlpool like a funnel on a virtual disk, like a whale swallowing, absorbing the essence of flesh and blood in it.

His body flashed with a faint light, revealing a skeleton like jade, and then a knotted muscle, like a skinned monster.

Ding Yuanlong looked at it, and suddenly his eyes stinged.

"Not good!"

He actually felt that the figure on the opposite side seemed to turn into a fierce light that bloomed with infinite light, and the infinite light came out from here, piercing his eyes.

"He's found me!"

Under the traction of the qi machine, Ding Yuanlong's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of danger like facing a blade, and a sense of crisis from years of experience and life and death made him suddenly move to the side.

The next moment, a blood-colored light shot like a sharp arrow.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a loud explosion, his whole body flew out in a wave of anger.

Ding Yuanlong didn't completely dodge this move, and his shoulder was also cut by the broken stones, and red blood flowed out.

The half-rotting corpse turned its head to look at it, and there was a faint red glow flashing in the hollow eye sockets.

Being watched by him, Ding Yuanlong's mood, which had already begun to be chaotic, became even more chaotic.

However, he still resisted the fear in his heart, turned around decisively, and fled out.

Although he didn't know where this monster was sacred, it was enough to witness its existence and the strange behavior of holding a blood sacrifice in this square.

As long as you escape back, you will naturally be able to analyze it slowly.

"Hehehehehe......"

But at this moment, an eerie sneer that seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows came from behind him.

Ding Yuanlong felt as if someone was breathing behind him, and the cold shivering sensation rose sharply.

Although he has cultivated to the rank of general, which can be regarded as a foundation-building posture, he still can't help but feel numb on his scalp and goosebumps.

He looked back suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dark red light enveloping him.

Then, the blood in the whole body boiled like ignition oil.

"Ahh

The blood mist was emanated, and his whole body was shrouded in a strong blood-colored light.

In the midst of the extreme pain, the blood all over his body seemed to be steaming, condensing into a blood-colored mist, flying towards the whirlpool in the sky.

"Oh no, he's sucking my blood with a secret technique!"

Ding Yuanlong's eyes were dilated, and he lost the ability to resist almost instantly.

No, don't talk about resisting, he can't even struggle, it's hard for him to do it!

It was only then that he suddenly realized that he had really thought too beautifully before.

If you really want to meet the top powerhouse, how can you "run away when you see the opportunity"?

"It's really sweet blood, you actually have the breath of an immortal in your body, is this the so-called holy bloodline in this era?"

A faint sigh came from behind, as if in his ear.

Ding Yuanlong didn't hear clearly, he only felt a buzzing in his ears, and even his consciousness was about to disappear.

But at this moment, the surface of his body suddenly lit up again with silver like mercury slurry.

These bright silver lines formed the Wanhua Mantra Seal on his body, and the prohibitions were staggered and horizontal, forming a complex and mysterious pattern.

In the midst of this Indian form, a deep and grand will rises like an awakened deity, slowly but firmly, with an unstoppable momentum.

Bang!

A huge humanoid phantom suddenly appeared in the air, a huge figure as high as a hundred feet stood up to the sky, accompanied by a violent force pouring down.

Bang!

With a loud sound like the heavens and the earth cracking, the entire altar exploded instantly, and the dry corpse in the gorgeous robe was directly knocked out.

Outside the city, Wang Ran watched in a daze as the huge blood-colored clouds like a storm were scattered by a force, and then, a loud sound like muffled thunder came out of it, and the whole heaven and earth rang together.

"Something's wrong!"

As soon as his mind moved, the spirit yuan on his body exploded and flew up.

At this time, he didn't care if he would expose himself, Ding Yuanlong must be in a dangerous situation, and he had to take action.

But before he could fly to the imperial city, he saw Ding Yuanlong in rags and flying out of it with a bit of embarrassment.

"Let's go!"

Ding Yuanlong greeted, passed him in a blink of an eye, and flew out.

Wang Ran hurriedly turned his head and fled together.

"They've got a strong enemy!"

At the same time, in Manali's royal city, Fang Qianyuan's expression changed slightly, and his will sneaked into the void, as if by means of a spell seal, he instantly moved to tens of thousands of miles away.