On top of the high altar, a black hole appeared at the top.
A large amount of crimson blood suddenly gushed out of the cave, gushing out along the stairs, shocking, covering the entire altar in a short time.
This is not simple blood, the viscous red blood seems to have life and will, just looking at it makes people can't help but resonate with the blood, and you have to force your chest to hold back.
In the sea of blood, the priestess and the female relatives were urging something, singing for a while.
Feng Mixi is experienced, as soon as he looks at this scene, combined with what Chu Wangxian said, he knows that there must be a big conspiracy.
It's like a legendary blood sacrifice.
Could it be that there is a nest in the resurrection?
"The female priestess and the female relatives are just dry bones in the tomb, and they even want to play the praying mantis to catch cicadas, and the yellow finch is in the latter move."
Feng Mixi scolded angrily.
Female priests and female relatives, as relics of ancient times, there are puppets left by the Chao clan, which should have disappeared in this era a long time ago.
Now that Feng Mixi has become a supreme existence, breaking through the limits of immortals, the priestesses and female relatives no longer have any use value.
If there is no value, but there is a threat, then die.
Bang bang bang!
Feng Mixi's eyes widened, his palms were like the wind, and he clapped eight palms in a row.
Each palm slapped out, containing a terrifying supreme power, and finally condensed into eight floating giant palm prints, like an immortal general guarding the Heavenly Palace.
"Kill", "Kill", "Kill" If the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor hadn't escaped, they would have been stunned, and the palm prints they made had their own will, which was probably the most terrifying thing about the supreme.
Giving any will.
Finally, the eight palms are arranged in a circle and rotate, like a rotating grinding disc, bombarding down.
Feng Mixi not only had to kill the priestess and relatives, but also uprooted the entire altar.
With a bang, the grinding disc grinded against the altar, the sound of friction came and went, and for a while, the wind, thunder, lightning and rain, all kinds of forces were rubbed, even if it was the strongest immortal crystal, it could not resist the crushing of the grinding disc.
But the altar didn't know what it was made of, and in the crushing movement, it was unscathed, as stable as Mount Tai.
"No way!
Unscathed!
” After the move was broken, Feng Mixi's right palm trembled slightly.
At the moment, above the altar.
There was a murmuring sound.
The faces of the priestess and the female relatives stiffened, revealing wood grains, like wooden robots, emitting sharp sounds.
Their skin drooped over their bodies, revealing the body of a puppet.
Feng Mixi's blow not only did not destroy the altar, but also failed to kill the priestess and the female relatives, but only wore off the skin of the two.
"Damn it!"
Looking at the ground, above the altar, the two puppets kept wailing, Feng Mixi was alert in his heart, and took a step to fight accurately in close combat, in order to completely destroy the two puppets of the priestess and the female relative.
With a "bang", the blood on the altar surged together, condensed into a blood giant, and the giant roared, as if it had come to life.
Who's this?
Could it be that there is a nest!
Feng Mixi's chest was in severe pain, and the blood giant in front of him made Feng Mixi's body burn like a raging fire, and the pain was scorching.
The blood of the whole body is almost gushing out of the body On the altar, the blood giant monster continued to condense, roaring, and thousands of miles shook.
The monster hissed at Feng Mixi, as if in conversation.
In the end, Feng Mixi found that he couldn't control his body at all, and his whole head was confused, which made Feng Mixi extremely frightened.
His supreme power is like a collapsing reservoir, constantly draining.
"Here we go!"
Chu Wangxian looked down and suddenly said in Feng Mixi's ear.
"This, what is this......
Flint, what is this.
Feng Mixi roared in astonishment, like a drowning man grasping a straw, looking at Chu Wangxian, Chu Wangxian must know something.
"Why do you ask me?"
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Chu Wangxian asked rhetorically.
"My body, my body, can't be."
Feng Mixi roared angrily, and the mutation in his body became more and more intense, so strong that his divine soul was corroded.
He clearly felt that his body was disintegrating, and even a finger was melting, like a burning candle collapsing.
Feng Mixi looked at Chu Wangxian in despair, instinctively instinctively, Feng Suiren must know the secret.
"Feng Mixi!
You're still too tender."
Chu Wangxian shook his head, he roughly figured it out.
"There is Chao, this terrible name is a being that stands above the gods of very ancient times, and even stands above my head, the ancestor of the immortals, an existence that is feared by the gods of both the East and the West......
Feng Mixi, why do you simply think that you occupy Youchao's body, and you can get his power more. ” Watching Chu Wangxian tell quietly, Feng Mixi's heart fell, "What do you mean!"
” "Don't you understand!"
Chu Wangxian shook his head again and muttered to himself, "Isn't this meaning obvious?"
Even I don't dare to try the flesh and blood of the Chao clan easily, let alone come to the Divine Palace, Feng Mixi, you are really bold, dare to gamble......
Feng Mixi, what makes you have so much courage. ” Feng Mixi's face was as white as paper in an instant, and her hands trembled violently. looked at Chu Wangxian strangely.
"Do you know all this?
Am I swallowing an elephant?
” "Feng Mixi, don't look down on me, at first I just estimated that it was like this, and I could only say that I guessed."
Chu Wangxian spread his hands and looked at Feng Mixi with a smile.
Feng Mixi, who had just been imposing and invincible, was like a defeated general at this moment, and his confidence was greatly destroyed.
"Is this all just a game, I'm just a pawn?
Tell me, Feng Suiren, is this true, is there a Chao clan who wants to use my body as a sacrifice to resurrect himself.
Feng Mixi panicked.
"Why don't you ask yourself this question, aren't you the one who is trying to replace the Chao clan?
I'm just a spectator, but I also see that you are likely to be offered as a sacrifice to the Youchao clan. ” Feng Mixi's confidence completely collapsed in an instant, he acquiesced to Chu Wangxian's words, it seemed that he had swallowed the sacrifice, but in fact, he was also a sacrifice, no matter how much he swallowed, he would always have to sacrifice it to the Youchao clan, he shouted instantly, "Save me, save my ancestor, if the Chao clan is resurrected, you will also die, and there is no one in this world who can resist it." ” "Are you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?
Feng Mixi, you are also the one who once ascended to the Emperor of Heaven, why don't you fight to the death and blow yourself up to survive. ” Chu Wangxian has quite a posture of watching a play.
Now Feng Mixi can completely explode by himself, everything will be annihilated, and the Chao clan will naturally sleep, and everything will return to the original point.
"No, no, I'm not reconciled!"
Feng Mixi's body is constantly melting, and the whole dough is not just a hundred years old, but as if the whole has been peeled off.
Hideous and terrifying.
"Ahem!"
Chu Wangxian finally showed a serious look, Feng Mixi was right, if there was a resurrection of the Chao clan, then everything would be over.
"Feng Mixi, let me ask you, do you really want to live?"
Feng Mixi was heartbroken, "Ancestor, save me!"
” Chu Wangxian clapped his hands, flicked off the dust on his body, and said slyly: "That's good, Feng Mixi, now there is only one way, whether you are willing to bet or not, if you bet right, then you still have a chance of life, as for the Chao clan, naturally you can't be resurrected." ”