The people of the Illusory Demon Sect also got the news and knew that the people of the Blood Demon Sect and Yanyue Island were coming.
"It's really self-defeating" Chu Miaodan had a cold face and sent a message to his subordinates: "Prepare to fight" "The Blood Demon Sect really thinks this is a thousand years ago," Wen He sneered.
Wen Bin sacrificed the second-story soul altar, flew out of the island with a roar, walked around the surroundings, and took a look at the forces gathered in the open and secretly nearby.
"There are a lot of people watching the show outside, both the rest of the silver-level forces, and those who have evacuated from the Heavenly Killing Continent and want to break away from our Illusion Demon Sect."
Wen Bin looked at everyone, his face sinking like water, "In this battle, we are bound to bloody the Blood Demon Sect and Yanyue Island, we want all the onlookers to understand that even when our Phantom Sect invades the Blue Ghost Clan, it is by no means something that those small forces can provoke."
He classified both the Bloody Demon Sect and Yan Yue Island as small forces, which showed that he couldn't see the Blood Demon Sect and Yan Yue Island in his heart, and thought that they were not qualified to be compared to the Phantom Demon Sect.
This is also the reason why after Yan Yue Island rejected the Flame Xuanlei, Wen Bin would be furious and would mobilize the crowd to come.
He felt that he was superior to others "You don't have to keep your hands, even if it's that Qin Lie, as long as you leave a surname, it's okay to be seriously injured," Chu Miaodan shouted.
"From now on, we will take back the Returning Islands, and we will take back everything that belongs to the Phantom Demon Sect," Wen Bin shouted.
Many members of the Illusory Demon Sect roared in response.
Most of these people are from Wen Bin, Chu Miaodan, and Shi Xiuling, and they have always had opinions about the Illusion Demon Sect.
Like Wen Bin and the others, they looked down on the Blood Demon Sect from their hearts, as well as the Yanyue Island that suddenly appeared.
They believed that the Blood Demon Sect and Yan Yue Island had stolen the realm belonging to the Phantom Demon Sect.
They were excited.
"The people from the Blood Demon Sect are coming" "Quick Look" "How dare they come" “” Suddenly, there was a commotion from all sides of the island, and many unidentified warriors subconsciously screamed.
Above the flowing golden fire phoenix, Song Tingyu's beautiful eyes rippled, her back was straight, and the whole person was full of a proud momentum.
Ge Rongguang, who was beside her, looked at the direction of the flames burning in the sky from a distance, and after staring at it, his expression couldn't help but be shocked.
On the golden chariot, Miao Yangxu and others from Qingyue Valley also squinted.
Immediately, the five valley masters all looked wonderful, and their expressions became solemn.
Eight corpses of gods who had set off monstrous waves in the land, surrounded by magma flames, their eyes gushing out long tongues of fire, like being dressed in flame armor, their momentum was like a hell and a sea, like eight continuous volcanoes flying across the sky.
On the shoulders of the god corpse at the head, one person sat in the raging flames, unable to see his true face.
A scarlet blood light like a long river, parallel to the corpse of the god headed, released a terrifying ferocious momentum that made the blood uncontrollable.
After the eight divine corpses, a huge white bone battleship followed closely, and the unique blood flag of the Blood Demon Sect on the battleship flew in the wind.
The Ten Bloody Elders, all dressed in blood-red robes, lined up, stood at the front of the White Bone Battleship.
Many of the bloody warriors of the Bloody Demon Sect wearing bloody clothes had bloody eyes and were red, like murderous beasts.
In the future, the Blood Spear Martial Artist and the people of the Blood Demon Sect were extremely similar, and they were also very powerful, and their bodies were filled with a thick smell of blood.
Among them, the smell of blood on Lang Xie, Feng Rong, and the blood guards was as rich as blood mist.
"Huhuhuhu" Wen Binru stepped on two hurricanes and took the lead in rushing out of the island, attracting everyone's attention at once.
"The period of three days has not yet arrived, you are here to take the initiative to beg for death," Wen Bin said compassionately.
He controlled the gray two-story soul altar, and he was in front of the eight divine corpses and the blood, and a violent air flow emerged from his body.
Clusters of energy storms, all the size of several acres of land, quickly drummed out of his soul altar, and clusters surged into the sky.
In a short period of time, there were dozens of energy storms, like a whirlpool of violent winds, blocking the path of Qin Lie's people.
Every energy storm flows with the power of a majestic hurricane, as if it can tear apart the flesh and blood of all living beings.
Existences below the Soul Altar, even at the level of the Ten Bloody Elders, once they fall into those gray storm currents, they will be strangled into a rain of flesh and blood.
"Huhuhuhu" The hurricane swirled and swirled, and was still undergoing astonishing changes, one moment into a gray primeval beast, the next into a monstrous demon god with teeth and claws, and then into an unknown ghast.
With each change, those gray storm whirlpools seemed to be pregnant with stronger and more violent power.
Many invisible wind blades that crushed souls, shattered soul lakes, and turned true souls into ashes are also quietly scattering.
Qin Lie gathered his soul consciousness, and a faint electric light appeared in his pupils, and he took a closer look.
In his eyes, the second-floor soul altar under Wen Bin's seat suddenly became different.
After running the "Heavenly Thunder" and peeping at it with thunder and lightning possession, the two-layer gray soul altar can be seen with extremely sharp blades on the edge, which makes Wenbin's two-story soul altar like a roulette wheel full of sharp weapons.
Obviously, the spiritual power that Wen Bin majored in was the power of the storm.
"It's ridiculous that the dogs we worked so hard to raise have now learned to bite their owners."
Chu Miaodan's words were extremely harsh.
As she spoke, she also moved a layer of pink soul altar and flew over from the island.
Her soul altar is carved with pink crystal, crystal clear, and there are many illusions reflected in the soul altar, there are beautiful women dancing with eroded bones, there are fierce gods with green faces and fangs who devour living beings in blood, there are magnificent palaces located in the clouds, and there are hundreds of ethnic groups worshipping and worshipping The Pink Crystal Soul Altar, which had only one layer, slowly rotated at Chu Miaodan's feet, presenting the illusions of different crystal planes one by one.
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After many people saw the soul altar emerge, their souls became uncontrollable, and they would subconsciously look at the illusion in the soul altar under her.
Soon, some people's eyes were glazed, and their souls seemed to have escaped from the soul lake.
Those illusions under Chu Miaodan's body suddenly changed wonderfully, and there were more soul shadows, and those soul shadows gradually became clear from blur.
Qin Lie's face changed suddenly.
He found that the soul shadow that suddenly appeared in the soul altar under Chu Miaodan turned out to be a few martial artists who were most focused on her soul altar, those martial artists, their eyes were dull at this time, and there were no soul fluctuations on their bodies.
Unconsciously, the souls of those people seemed to be drawn in by Chu Miaodan's soul altar and turned into an illusion in one of the crystal planes.
"Damn it, you dare to secretly associate with Yanyue Island, so don't blame me for being a killer" The Pink Crystal Soul Altar under Chu Miaodan's body, those soul shadows that slowly emerged, suddenly tried to escape in horror.
Qin Lie noticed that several glazed-eyed martial artists who were standing with Song Tingyu were bursting out of the seven holes.
I saw those blue-faced and fanged fierce gods in Chu Miaodan's soul altar, grabbed those floating soul shadows, and immediately tore and chewed them.
The soul that was inexplicably ripped into it immediately became the food of the fierce god in the soul altar, and it was quickly torn apart and swallowed.
Several martial artists around Ge Rongguang flowed blood wildly, and the breath of the true soul completely dissipated.
"Old Meng, old Meng," Ge Rongguang shouted loudly.
"Brother Wan" Song Tingyu also exclaimed.
Unfortunately, no matter how much they shouted, they could no longer hear them.
"Don't even look at the soul altar under her," the bloody hoarse voice shook the sky.
A little bit of blood, with the explosion of his voice, actually exploded in the soul altar around Chu Miaodan.
Crystal blood splattered everywhere.
"Bang Bang" The blood beads slammed into the soul altar of the pink crystal, and the blood stained the crystal red, causing the illusions of the fierce gods inside to suddenly go crazy and out of control.
The altar of souls suddenly swirled violently.
"I'll meet here."
A blood-drenched meteor flew out from Qin Lie's side and fell towards Chu Miaodan's direction.
"Bloody, your opponent should be me," Wen Bin snorted coldly.
The gray storm air flow suddenly changed, turning into dozens of primeval beasts, including Pixiu, Teng Snake, Gou Chen, Candle Dragon, etc., each of which was dozens of meters long, emitting an earth-shattering roar, to block the blood meteor that had been turned into blood.
Blood Li turned a blind eye to those primeval giant beasts, and continued to fall towards Chu Miaodan's direction with an unchanged trajectory.
Just when everyone was surprised, Qin Lie, who was overwhelmed by the raging flames on the shoulders of the divine corpse, suddenly roared.
With a whistling sound, the eight divine corpses were like eight blazing suns, burning with flames that burned the heavens and the earth, driving the surging sea of fire and rushing into front of Wen Bin.
The eight god corpses were burning with flame divine texts, and more than ten meters long magma streamers erupted from their eyes, and between the pull of the bronze-colored giant hand, the fire dragon danced wildly in the sky.
Wen Bin's face sank, and he had to turn the Soul Altar to make those primeval beasts that had been transformed by the storm flow come back and go to fight the eight divine corpses.
He suddenly understood that his opponent this time was not Bloody, but these eight divine corpses that had wreaked havoc in the land.
More precisely, Qin Lie, who controlled the corpse of the gods.
"Elder Wen, I'm your opponent."
Sure enough, Qin Lie, who was in the flames, suddenly spoke coldly.
"Qin Lie, with your soul like an artistic conception, even if you control the divine corpse, what can you do to me" Wen Bin laughed sharply.
"If you don't try it, you'll know," Qin Lie responded indifferently.
"Qin Lie" "The person who was drowned in flames turned out to be Qin Lie" "When did he come back?"
"He can deal with Wen Bin, who has two layers of soul altars" The conversation between the two made all kinds of characters around them finally figure out the identity of the flame villain.
For a while, everyone shouted like an explosion.
A martial artist such as an artistic conception, even if he controls eight unknown magical puppets, he can really be an enemy of the powerhouse of the second-layer soul altar Many people shook their heads secretly.
"Wait until you shoot down the Storm Wraith, and I'll destroy the Storm Spirit Altar" At this moment, the god corpse at the head roared in an ancient and loud language.
He broke free from the primeval beast, like a flame god, stepping on the surging sea of fire, holding two magma flowing fire dragons in his hands, domineeringly using the magma fire dragon in his hand as a long whip, whipping the storm soul altar in Wenbin.
"He's, he's talking" "He's not a corpse" "He has a true soul" All the onlookers were lit with excitement and boiled all at once.
Although they couldn't understand the ancient divine language spoken by the divine corpse, they knew that the ability to speak to the divine corpse must not be just a simple corpse.
This is a high-order creature with flesh and blood and a soul To be continued.
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