Chapter 362 The Ancient Fierce
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly.
The altar is not high, it is low and wide, but there is a pool of blood around it. I don’t know how much blood has been poured into it, and there is a pungent smell of blood. Blood surrounded the altar, and there were strange **** lines on the altar spreading toward the center, surrounding the formation disk as if it were a source of food.
This blood must be human blood. I don’t know how many people have been killed...but it doesn’t look fresh. The Blood God Cult has indeed done very few massacres over the years, and most of them were accumulated in the early years.
I don’t know if there is any use in enshrining holy objects like this. Holy objects don’t lose their temper...
Zhao Changhe held back his nausea and stepped onto the narrow bridge over the blood pool.
This nature of the Blood God Cult has always existed. It’s good that things have gotten better over the years, and there’s no point in scolding them. If you serve as an interpreter of doctrine, you may not be able to lead this force to the right path.
You want to kill people...kill evil spirits and foreigners. Where can't you kill? Targeting civilians, can you show off your manly skills?
This should be adjustable, again.
Having turned around, I had already stepped through the blood pool and stood in front of the array.
The light of the array became brighter, and through the ring, the meaning of "returning home" that could not be blocked by the blood cards and beads, almost broke through the shackles of the ring and broke out of the wall.
Zhao Changhe ignored them and looked at the array by himself.
I don’t know what the formation plate is made of, but it looks a bit like bones. But where do such big bones come from?
In fact, the main body is complete, with at most some very minor cracks... The so-called defects are mainly the inlays on the array disk. One is missing here, one is missing there, and it looks like it is full of pits and the formation cannot be formed. There are many bead-type inlays, and I don’t know where the one I have corresponds to.
Since this is a formation, the formation cannot be formed without these accessories, and naturally it will have no power.
There is a square inlay in the center of the formation plate... Judging from the shape and size, it seems to be a place for blood cards, but it does not seem to be used to form an formation, more like a key to open it.
Except for a large number of missing inlays, the main body of the formation plate is complete. This must have been something the maker devoted all his efforts to in the last period of his life. It contains the maker’s lifelong martial arts intention. If someone lives around you for a long time, it is absolutely feasible to learn from them and sort out a set of exercises.
For those who have the Book of Heaven, they don’t even need to look at the insights compiled and summarized by others. They can see it clearly just by reading the Book of Heaven.
Zhao Changhe closed his eyes and gently stretched out his hand to touch the array plate.
Spiritually connected with the Book of Heaven, the scene suddenly changed.
In front of us was a scene of the earth shaking, the mountains shaking, the sky falling, and the earth collapsing. Rocks were flying everywhere, thunder and fire filled the sky, and screams came from far away. It was unknown who died in the change of heaven and earth.
In this doomsday scene, a big man covered in blood and bruises sat cross-legged in the middle of the **** water that covered the height of his feet, doing his own thing calmly - holding a thick back that was very similar to Master Xue's Blood God Sword. The single knife is used as a carving knife, slowly carving the array disk.
I estimate that Leader Xue’s Blood God Sword was specially made by the seniors of the Blood God Sect after sensing the shape of the knife. It should not be the same one.
At this time, the big man was carving the array plate and placing inlays. He didn't know if the blood stains on his body were other people's blood or his own, but he didn't care. Blood flowed from the wound, fell into the **** water on the ground, and was absorbed into the formation plate, like using life to complete the final work of art.
The landslide and landslide scene could not affect him. The array seemed to be emitting an invisible barrier, blocking out the power of this natural disaster.
"Bang!" There seemed to be a sound of the wall being broken down outside, and someone broke in: "Lie! You stole the **** bones of my clan, and you actually dare to sit cross-legged in the wilderness with such arrogance. You really think you are a member of our clan. unmanned?"
This name...has no surname, just one character? Is this the case in ancient times, or is it unique to this person?
Just as Zhao Changhe turned away from this thought, several figures flew over. Before the people arrived, the sword light had already passed through an unknown distance and reached Lie's neck.
Zhao Changhe suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
What a fast movement, such a fast sword, and such a strong sword spirit! This performance was just like Cui Wenjing's sword coming from the sky.
Is it possible that any ancient warrior is Cui Wenjing level?
There was blood in front of my eyes.
The Blood Divine Sword that was carving the array plate suddenly turned into a flash of blood.
The sword energy coming from afar was so devastating that it was completely eliminated. Several figures in black appeared around a few feet away, their heads suddenly flying up, as if several fountains were blooming around them.
Lie didn't look back and continued carving: "Why should I carve the array plate in this wilderness? Because I need you to come and offer sacrifices."
The **** fountain was set off as a background on the side. The blood spilled on the ground, quickly merged into the **** water on the ground, and continued to be absorbed by the formation disk.
The white bones of the formation disk are becoming more and more vivid in color.
Such an evil spirit does not need to be reflected with a ferocious face. His expression is still calm, but his ferocious intention has reached the sky.
Someone's head fell to the ground, but he was still alive. I don't know how he could speak without vocal cords, but he really spoke: "Your own blood...is also flowing...could you be a...sacrifice..."
Lie said calmly: "The sky is about to collapse, what's the difference between you and me? The sky and the earth are a furnace, who is not a sacrifice?"
Head: “…”
"At this time, how can we divide the blood and bones of your family..." Lie sneered: "Planning to take them into the coffin? They are a bunch of idiots. I must have no time, otherwise I will kill them all so as not to get upset after seeing them." Head: "Stop bragging, your strength is not top-notch..."
He kept cutting the knife and said calmly: "So what? I can kill you."
Head: “…”
"You said that my strength is not top-notch, but the sword I used to kill you is top-notch." Lie Aoran said: "This sword will be engraved in the meaning of the array. If someone else gets it in the future, they can engrav it with me from this sword." I realized a whole set of sword skills...or can I call it...the Blood-Destroying Sword?"
As the three words settled, the blood around him began to surge, as if he was jumping for joy.
The head was in disbelief: "You...still want to pass on the inheritance? Didn't you always claim that you only live one life..."
"People can change." Lie replied calmly: "I am a slave, and I realized it through countless **** battles in the sand. No one came to help me, and no God came to care about me. People only want me to do things, and God only wants me to do things. They wanted me to kneel down...so I killed them all, both men and gods."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Awesome... The slaves are enlightened and have no one to teach them? Is it the aura of the previous era that is like this, or is this person's genius like this?
Lie continued: "I molded myself into the body of Shura to fulfill my purpose of killing. No one should come to hinder me in this life... What happens behind me is none of my business? No matter you call me the Blood God, it doesn't matter. Even if you are a blood demon, it will not matter to me whether you will be ruined or ruined for a long time!"
…“…Now?”
"That was 'Don't mess with me', and now it's 'I'm going to mess with you'." Lie raised his head and looked at the **** sky, and his calm face finally showed the ferocious look that belonged to the "Blood God": "A closed sky , a game between gods and demons. Why will the world be gone if he dies?”
Head: "?"
It has begun to fail to understand these words.
“Ka…” Lie finally carved out a knife, and the array plate was filled with blood and seemed to take shape.
He solemnly and carefully inserted the various inlays he carried on his body, and said: "The world does not need to depend on anyone... He will die if he dies. At most, the era will collapse and the world will still exist. If I am lucky enough to be in the era If you survive the collapse, I will break this day with my own hands, and all the so-called gods and Buddhas will get out of here.”
“What if you don’t survive?”
“Then there will be those who come after me and use my blood to split the sky again!”
“Pah!” Following the words, Lie finally embedded a blood card.
At this moment, the entire wilderness began to collapse, even the sky was cracked, wild thunder and lightning flashed wildly, and the fire of **** burned all over the world.
The corpses, including the heads, were directly burned to ashes.
At the same time, the array plate was filled with blood and light like a pillar, soaring straight into the sky.
"People call themselves the Night Emperor and the Sword Emperor, and they think they are gods...but it turns out that the way of heaven has collapsed and they are all in ruins."
In the **** light, a figure came up with a knife and slashed at the universe: "No matter what else is beyond the way of heaven... At this time when the heaven and earth are collapsing, can't we cut it open and take a look!"
“Boom!”
The whole world turned to blood, completely losing sight.
I don’t know how long it took, but blood gradually rained down from the sky, lightly sprinkling the universe.
The collapsed formation disks were scattered in all directions, and the cracked marks on the formation disks witnessed a scene that was like Don Quixote, slashing the sky in anger.
Zhao Changhe was speechless.
Old Taoist Priest Yuxu, this is what you said. Isn’t this demon very strong? Maybe he wasn't too strong before, but at the last moment, he has obviously reached the top level...
Oh, yes... people today think they are demons... but in Lie's eyes, there are other gods and Buddhas who deserve to go away.
Chances are that it didn’t actually exist... The carvings of this knife just record the struggles of ancient humans.
Zhao Changhe lowered his head and looked at his body.
Lie said something just now... I made my own Shura body.
I'm afraid I can't rely on this Holy Son.
(End of this chapter)