It is said that it is essence and blood, but in fact, after thousands of years of mutation, including the resentment left by the divine beast when it died, it has turned into a drop of evil blood.

Xu Zimo walked in the air, stared at him, and came to the top of the Jingyue Temple.

He put the evil blood into the gray space on the top floor, and then the altar began to shake.

The entire altar seemed to be awakened, and the other patterns carved on the surface seemed to come alive, and a holy light shone out from the altar.

This light seems to purify everything in the world, giving people a very sacred and holy feeling.

When this light wrapped the evil blood, thick black air appeared on the entire surface of the evil blood.

The hideous faces of the divine beasts before their death appeared on it, and these faces wanted to break through the package of light with evil blood.

A harsh scream sounded, and the light and the black fog were in a stalemate. As time passed, the light emitted from the altar gradually faded.

Xu Zimo quickly took out the spirit crystal from the ring and threw it into the gray fog.

When these spirit crystals were absorbed by the altar, the originally faint light gradually became stronger and suppressed the evil blood.

Xu Zimo's spiritual crystal seemed to be thrown into it for no money. He himself didn't know how much it threw, but as the holy light became stronger and stronger, the black gas came out of the evil blood.

Finally, with a roar, the roar seemed to be mixed with words like "Zhenwu Child", and the drop of evil blood was divided into two and a half.

Then the light disappeared, and the Jingyue Altar returned to peace again.

The two separate drops of blood floated in the air, and the blood drop on the left seemed very pure, and the breath of an ancient divine beast was spreading on it.

And the other drop of blood, although it was also blood-red, looked very strange, as if it contained all the sins in this world.

Xu Zimo put two drops of blood into the Nebula bottle, and he knew that the Jingyue Altar had dispersed the evil blood.

The blood on the left is the purest blood of the divine beast, while the drop of blood on the right is caused by the thousands of years of mutation and all the unwillingness and resentment of the divine beast before its death.

The altar is very huge in size, and then Xu Zimo and Ren Pingsheng hid in the innermost part of the altar.

Ren Pingsheng and I each took a True Yuan Guan Jing Pill. This pill was given to him by Xu Qingshan for a long time ago for fear of Xu Zimo's safety.

With this true essence, breath-closing pill, even the senses of the powerful Holy vein cannot be detected.

Although Ren Pingsheng didn't know the purpose of Xu Zimo doing this, he knew that what Xu Zimo wanted to say would definitely tell him.

The two of them hid here for three days. On the morning of the fourth day, Ren Pingsheng was woken up from his cultivation state by a very noisy sound.

He poked his head slightly and looked out of the altar, and saw dense crowds of people rushing from afar.

Ren Pingsheng took a preliminary look and found that there were at least nearly 10,000 people in this group of people, wearing uniform clothes, and they were more or less characterized by monsters. At first glance, they were disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

The leader of this group of disciples was a man in a black robe. The man looked very strong all over. Ren Pingsheng felt that the other person's arms were thicker than his thighs.

There were several tiger whiskers on the man's face, and a word "king" was vaguely engraved on his forehead. When he walked towards him, the majestic feeling of depression seemed to be like a ferocious beast coming to the world.

Behind the man were four old men in black robes. The wide black robes enveloped the old man in it, revealing only old faces.

The four old men, including the man in front of them, were all rushing in their bodies, and the whole world was trembling under the aura of several people.

It is obvious that these are five powerful men in the Holy Vein Realm. It can be said that most of the top leaders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect are here.

"Did you see the man in a black robe?" Xu Zimo whispered to Ren Pingsheng: "That is the current sect leader of the Wan Beast Sect, Li Yunhu."

When these nearly 10,000 disciples arrived together, the momentum was huge, and everyone looked up at the towering altar of the Jingyue Divine Heavenly Towering into the clouds.

Then they set up incense tables, as if they were worshiping something. As the purple fragrance on the incense tables slowly rose, nearly 10,000 people knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the Jingyue Altar.

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Ren Pingsheng tsk his mouth twice and said, "I can't stand the kneeling of so many people.

But to be honest, this feeling is quite good.”

When everyone knelt down and worshiped, they saw an elder in the black robe standing beside him guarding him.

And everyone else, led by the sect leader Li Yunhu, entered the vast blood pool next to him.

The elder of the Holy Vein Realm standing next to him waved his hand, and the space in the world almost shattered.

The sound of "slam" of water flowed out, and a long river of Wu Geng rushes from the sky, and a faint white mist is shrouded in the river.

The misty air permeated it, and the long river rushed endlessly. With the control of the elders of the Holy Vein Realm, they all poured into the Jingyue Altar.

Ren Pingsheng looked at it carefully and found that the river was rushing, but the precious spiritual liquid.

Usually, even a small bottle of spiritual liquid is very important to a casual cultivator like him, but now these people actually take out a river of spiritual liquid at will.

Sure enough, these sects really don’t regard money as money.

Ren Pingsheng secretly swore, "Mad, I will set a small goal in the future, for example, earn him 100 million...…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

As all these spiritual liquids poured into the Jingyue Altar, the entire huge altar emitted a light that soared into the sky. This momentum was much stronger than Xu Zimo before.

At the same time, Li Yunhu led the other elders and disciples into the blood pool.

I saw them tearing off all the flesh on their bodies with bare hands. This kind of pain is unimaginable to ordinary people. If some people can't hold on, they will even be hurt to death.

When all the flesh and blood were deprived, the blood in all the people here was actually black, with very evil black gas on it.

They wanted to clean up no drop of the remaining black serum in their bloodlines.

At this time, everyone in the blood pool looked very ferocious. They had no skin and exposed white bones.

When all the black blood was cleaned up, a holy white light shone out from the Jingyue Altar.

This white light enveloped the blood pool that had been thousands of miles away, and the blood in the sea of ​​blood began to roll.

They controlled their remaining black blood to float in the air, and the black blood was slowly purified under the white light.
Chapter completed!