The altar made by Ravana with demonic power is a hundred miles in circumference, twelve miles high up and down, and is divided into nine layers.
The altar was filled with turquoise flames, and the overwhelming heat wave dispersed, and even the most ferocious asura demons did not dare to approach these flames indiscriminately.
This is the sacrificial fire used by the asuras when they brutalize themselves to gain great power through ascetic sacrifices, and none of the asuras are willing to touch this terrible demon flame for no reason unless necessary.
Gu Xichen saw that an asura general who was walking with a big grin accidentally got closer to a ball of demonic flames, and one of his little fingers touched a wisp of demonic flames slightly, and the large flames immediately swept through his body, burning him like a firewood, burning the skin and flesh of this asura, and even the bone marrow was burned out, exuding a strange fishy fragrance.
The asura general who was burned to the ground and howled miserably recited a few spells helplessly, his body twitched violently, the demonic flames on his body continued to burn and writhe, and Gu Xichen clearly sensed that his strength had risen a bit.
The power of this enhancement is roughly equivalent to the mana obtained by a middle-grade Taiyi Golden Immortal who has been cultivating for 10,000 years.
And this asura warlord was just screaming and screaming for a while by the fire, and he sacrificed this pain as a sacrifice without doing anything, and then he really exchanged it for an increase in strength.
The 10,000-year-old penance mana of the medium-grade Taiyi Golden Immortal only needs to be burned by the flames for a while to obtain.
Gu Xichen suddenly understood why Xiao Zhang Daoren and they were able to become Da Luo Jin Immortal in such a short period of time.
So he became even more expectant, how much benefit could Indra, which was placed in the middle of the highest altar, bring to the asuras, how much could it bring to the asuras, how could all the asuras have the cultivation of the golden immortals, and could the strength of the great demon kings such as Bo Xun break through to the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortals Seeing that Indra, who was naked, was placed on the altar, and thirty-six sacrificial fires were already surrounded by it, the gods went crazy.
Countless armies of the gods rushed towards the altar from all directions, blowing their trumpets, waving swords and guns, throwing bows and arrows, and darts with a tragic and heroic battle intent that either you die or I live.
It's a pity that this is a triple city, and it is impossible for the residents recognized by the city to die in the battle.
An asura fell, but in a breath he stood up.
When a god falls, he doesn't need a breath to get up.
Unless all the Asuras were killed instantly, it would be impossible for the gods to rush to the altar.
But this is the Black Iron Castle, and this layer of the city is densely occupied with asuras.
I don't know how many trillions of miles of ground are full of roaring and raging asuras, and the asura warriors here can only be remembered in trillions.
The desperate gods had the upper hand, but they couldn't get an absolute advantage.
They moved forward one by one, but their insignificant achievements were crushed by the constantly reborn asuras.
Powerful gods such as Po You and Valou Na were killed by the Corpse Emperor, Xuan Hua and others, and their bodies were filled with the Corpse Emperor's aura of their power.
Until the magic of the Triple City fills the bodies of these gods, driving away the invading foreign mana, these gods cannot be resurrected.
Having lost the supreme commander of the Heavenly Emperor, and the gods who had lost the generals such as Poyu, their attacks gradually lost their sharpness, they were beaten backwards, and they were disorganized in the crazy counterattack of the Asura.
With dozens of Asura Kings including Poya joining the battle, the battle of the Celestials finally began to collapse.
And the ancient evil dust, who was waiting to see the good show of sacrificing Indra, added the last straw that broke the camel's back to the army of the gods.
The white snake transformed by the Xuanbing rope wrapped around Gu Xichen's neck flew into the sky, turning into a white dragon that was thousands of miles thick and didn't know how long it was across the void.
As soon as the white dragon's body shook, a large area of ice rain sprayed down, and the wind rose flat, and the cold wind swept away towards the army of the gods.
The bodies of the gods froze, and their movements became slower and slower.
When the Asura, who was completely unaffected by the wind and rain, attacked at their usual speed, the gods, who were several times slower than usual, completely lost the confidence to resist.
They were knocked down, captured, and then the gods finally began a great rout.
Countless gods fled in all directions, they abandoned their leader, discarded the Emperor Indra, who was lying unconscious in the middle of the altar, and discarded the great gods who were roaring, and they fled to the golden and silver cities above.
Gu Xichen smiled, he pointed to the void with his hand, and the white dragon suddenly disappeared, turning into a wisp of cold qi that ordinary people couldn't see and burrowed into his sleeve.
Bo Xun and the other Asura kings wanted to find the White Dragon, which was terrifyingly powerful and helped them defeat the Celestials, and this White Dragon was clearly a war beast raised by some Asura.
If you can find this white dragon, you may be able to find the powerful warrior behind him.
But how could the ancient evil dust let Bo Xun and them see through their traces, he hid well in the Asura army, and his divine thoughts spread in all directions, covering all the movements above and below the entire altar in his divine thoughts.
Bo Xun and other Asura Demon Kings used their magical powers to search for the white dragon for a while, but they never found any clues.
They glanced at each other, put the matter aside for a moment, and focused on Indra, who was lying on the altar without the slightest movement, breathing evenly, as pure and innocent as a newborn baby.
Hundreds of Asura Demon Kings with sufficient status stood around Indra according to their seniority and strength.
Bo Xun and other powerful and most qualified, the highest ranking of the Buddhist Dharma Protector Heavens, stood near Indra's head, the other demon kings were ranked downwards in turn, and the demon kings with the lowest status and weakest strength stood near the soles of Indra's feet.
The other Asura generals and others stood near the altar in a disorderly manner, and some people were suspended in the air on the clouds, and some people made the head of the mounted python stand high, and they stood on the python's head, and their bodies were also hanging high.
For a while, the vicinity of the altar was full of Asura generals, and Gu Xichen and the others were mixed in with these powerful Asura generals.
As for the other Asura warriors, they shouted around the altar like crazy, some of them danced the dance unique to the sacrifice, and some of the Asura who had just been fighting with the gods and had not had enough fun swinging their weapons and smashed them at their companions, and for a while there was a miasma of smoke near the altar, which was really comparable to a gruel that was boiled in a pot and then dropped a bomb.
There were more asuras who heard the word that they wanted to take Indra as a sacrificial gift, so they also ran over from other cities, and as a result, there were more and more asuras in this layer of the city, and gradually from the ground to the void, all the asuras were mixed together with you pressing me and me squeezing yours.
This layer of the city is now not to say that the water is impassable, even if the Great Luo Jinxian throws a thunder method in, I am afraid that it will not be able to blow up these tightly packed asuras.
Seeing that there were more and more Asuras around, Bo Xun looked up to the sky and shouted a few times in satisfaction.
The Asuras heard the command of Bo Shun, and they sang the song of worship to the gods in unison.
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These ferocious asuras, they were so fierce and savage when they were fighting, but when they sang this song of worship to the gods and ancestors that had been passed down from the ancestors of their ancestors, they were so solemn and so dignified.
A mysterious aura poured out from the bodies of these asuras, and their singing voices melted into a huge wave that swept through the Three Cities.
Countless runes the size of human heads appeared in the air, and these runes composed of sacrificial fire passed through the bodies of the asuras like ghosts.
The pain caused these asuras to let out a low and miserable snort, but the songs of sacrifice in their mouths never stopped.
Even if some of the asuras' bodies were burned to ashes, the singing voices in their mouths were still loud.
The huge magic power fluctuations shocked the entire Sanlian City, and the divine demons in the countless Sanlian Cities looked at the sky in horror.
The army of the Celestials regrouped under the rebuke and urging of many powerful Celestial Gods, wanting to re-enter that layer of black iron and recapture their Heavenly Emperor Indra.
But that layer of the city had been so crowded by the asuras that there was no space to accommodate a single flea, how could the gods rush in In particular, the runes formed by the sacrificial fire were flying wildly in the void, and some of the gods who wanted to impact down the upper and lower passages between the city and the city were burned by the sacrificial fire, and immediately rolled on the ground and screamed in pain.
The army of the gods was in chaos for a while, and it could no longer organize effective forces.
Bo Xun smiled, and he casually pinched a magic trick and shot it at Indra.
Indra's fat, fair-skinned body slowly grew, and with it, the altar began to expand.
Indra's body swelled to a distance of thousands of miles, and the altar swelled to the size of a million li.
Tens of thousands of asura beauties stripped off their clothes, and they slowly walked to Indra's body with sterling silver jugs and water bottles, and long cloths made of fine cotton.
These asura beauties walked around Indra's body, delicately washing Indra's body with a long cloth dipped in water.
There were even female assuras who made their bodies just the right size, and they opened Indra's mouth, carefully wiped his teeth, washed between his teeth with water and fine salt, and washed his mouth and throat.
A female asura jumped on Indra's nails and wiped his nails clean with water, cleaning out some of the dried blood and minced flesh that had stuck to the cracks between his nails.
Indra's toenails were similarly cared for.
Then a group of female asuras came to Indra with razors.
Except for his long, dazzling hair, all the hair on Indra's body was shaved clean.
Tens of thousands of female asuras came up with jugs and bottles, and they carefully washed Indra's body once more.
This was followed by the washing of Indra with suma wine, the washing of him with milk, and finally the anointing of his body with fragrant ghee, and the adorning of his whole body with pearls and precious stones.
A large necklace hung around his neck, his fingers were full of rings, his arms were covered with armbands made of gold, and his legs were dressed in the same way.
Even Indra's ear holes were stuffed with pearls, and his navel was full of ruby sapphires.
Each of Indra's hair was inlaid with ornate lace with gold thread, and his nails and toenails were covered with gold dust.
It took seven days and seven nights to dress up Indra as a jeweled statue that looked as gorgeous as it could be.
Gu Xichen looked at Indra, feeling that he had no resemblance to Indra in his impression.
When the hard-working Asura beauties served Indra properly, Bo Xun and the other thirteen Asura Demon Kings who had cultivated to the strongest level walked out of the train.
They stood by Indra's side and began to recite complex sacrificial mantras and began to sing majestic sacrificial songs.
Indra's body floated slowly, he was so demure, with that quiet smile on his face, like a girl sleeping peacefully in her husband's arms, as if nothing in the world could threaten him.
Gu Evil Chen's divine thoughts reached into the sky, and he felt that the Great Brahma should make a move.
But to the surprise of the ancient evil dust, something happened, the Great Brahma did find out what the Asuras were doing, but they had no intention of stopping it.
Instead, they were curiously standing on the top of the Triple City, observing this sacrifice through their supernatural powers.
The Great Brahma smiled faintly, and he seemed to be a little sarcastic about Indra's current dress.
Shiva shook his head disdainfully, and he commented that the version of the sacrificial song sung by Bo Shun and others was incomplete, and many words and phrases were missing from it.
Instead, Vishnu said to himself the best mark for Indra's fate: "It is better to die, so that the Shura part loses its dominance, and it will be much easier to control."
If you want to make trouble, we will fulfill you, and the more violent the trouble, the better, let Indra be a sacrifice first, and then who will be Bo Shun or" The auspicious goddess stood proudly beside Vishnu and just looked at the three giants with mockery.
The gods were powerless to save Indra, and the great Brahma was unwilling to take action, and Indra's fate was already sealed.
Thirty-six sacrificial fires slowly floated up and flew slowly to Indra's body, merging into a huge bonfire and beginning to burn Indra's body.
Gu Xichen looked at Indra suspended in the air, looked at him who was crackling as he was roasted by the sacrificial fire, and felt that this scene was very familiar, he didn't know how many times he had seen a similar scene in a roast duck restaurant.
With a snort, a drop of oil seeped out from under Indra's skin and dripped onto the sacrificial fire.
An extremely large mana fluctuation that frightened even the ancient evil dust emerged from the drop of burning grease and quickly injected into the bodies of the thirteen Asura Demon Kings who were the main priests of Bo Xun and the others.
The strength of this mana is probably equivalent to the entire strength obtained by an ordinary middle-grade Great Luo Jin Immortal after 100,000 years of penance And this bit of power is just a drop of fat that is no more than the size of a soybean grain in exchange for the mana that dripped from Indra's body when he was sacrificed When Indra's body is sacrificed in its entirety, when his life and soul are consumed by the sacrificial fire, what a great power the asuras will receive What kind of additional rewards will they get?
Gu Xichen looked at the sacrificial fire with great anticipation, and waited quietly.
To be continued: