Click!

It was like thunder thunder roaring on the ground.

When he touched those cold eyes, both Yin Long and Yin Lang felt a chill in his heart, as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice reservoir.

The anger and murderous intent in my heart were instantly extinguished to nothing.

"Immortal..."

With a 'pop', the two of them smashed the floor with all their knees, and endless horror appeared in their minds and minds:

"Ten Du Immortals!"

"In the winter of 3421, the Fang family was in charge of the business, and Fang had a command to live for 1,213 old men who lived over 100 years old, were strong and strong, had smart ears and eyes..."

"In 3432, the Han family was in charge of the Han family, and Han Yan sent a letter, asking for nine hundred and ninety-nine girls with beautiful faces, and they were not allowed to leave the house or lose their bodies..."

...

"In 3439, this year, the Fang family manager ordered another order to give birth to a thousand full-term children, born in the yin year and the yin month and the yin..."

Slowly closing the file, Yang Yu slowly paced, as if talking to himself:

"Although there are many killers in the immortal Taoist fruit, I don't seem to have heard of such cruelty and cruelty..."

His voice was neither high nor low, as if he was happy or angry, but the moment Yin Lang and his son could hear it, they seemed to smell an extremely strong smell of blood.

In a trance, it seemed like I fell into a flesh-and-blooded Shura field, and the terrifying scene of corpses and seas of blood came to my face!

"ah!"

Yin Long was shocked and was about to fall. On the other end, Yin Lang had already spitted out a bloody mouth and recognized Yang Yu:

"Yu, Yu, the immortal, spare no desire to be enemies with you, never..."

Click!

The screams came to an abrupt end, and the smelly blood dyed the soles of Yin Long's head and face dyed red.

"father!"

Yin Long was shocked, and he rushed onto the corpse that was sunken in his chest, with huge indignation seemingly overwhelming fear:

"My surname is Yu, my father and son have no grudges and grudges with you, why should you do this ruthless move! You..."

"No grievance or revenge."

Yang Yu nodded, raised his feet and slapped him, and Yin Long, who wanted to urge the magic weapon, stepped on his feet. The latter screamed, his chest collapsed, and his breath and internal organs were squeezed out:

"What a good person, no grudges or grudges!"

"you!"

Yin Long opened his mouth with difficulty, and looked at the blood-stained file that fell in front of him, and then he seemed to wake up, resentment, unwillingness, and extremely surprised:

"You killed us, just for these?"

puff!

Without a response, Yin Long vomited blood from his mouth, and was already exhausted.

Immediately, two horrified and desperate souls were also absorbed by the purple gold gourd in amid the wailing sound.

"Those who do not enter the Ten Thousand Immortals are all ants... This sentence means this?"

Looking at the file soaked in blood, Yang Yu felt bored for a moment, and was too lazy to interrogate, which directly shattered the souls of the father and son.

Swish!

He casually lifted the big red cloth in the study, and Yang Yu's eyes suddenly condensed.

Under the red cloth is an altar made of flesh and blood.

This is clearly a product of extreme evil, but at this moment, it has a pure and restrained sense of sacredness.

What made Yang Yu frown was the big words under the altar.

That is not the text of Longquan Realm, nor is it the Taoist text.

But the words from his previous life!

"The hypocritical bald donkey, the stupid old maggot, the disgusting beast, the crazy demon cub... and,

Disgusting world!”

"Yang Ni!"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

His heart emerged irresistibly, and the inner demon born from the mirage realm and was transformed by the truth.

That extremely cold and lawless self...

"He has actually come to this world long ago?"

Austria Yang was a little surprised.

The great way is not born, the heavens are in chaos, and the years in all realms are in chaos. This is the information he obtained from Jiang Xiazi or from Wanfa Tower.

But he really didn't expect that Yang Ni had actually come to Longquan Realm...

And, this altar...

"Blood Prison and the Underworld's Dao? According to legend, thousands of years ago, the great demon who had cholera all over the world and was finally suppressed by Emperor Longquan?"

Austr Yang was shocked and suspicious.

Even if time and space are confused and confused, it shouldn't be so confused, right?

Or is it the "Yuan Tu" that gave birth to spiritual wisdom and led it away?

this……

"Gangmaster, Gangmaster!"

The screams from outside interrupted Yang Yu's thinking. He frowned slightly, and with a blink of an eye, two faint lights had already penetrated into the bodies of Yin Lang and his son.

Only two "cracks" sounds were heard, and the two people who had lost their breath stood up again.

With enough spiritual energy to nourish, the power of the evil-suppressing seal is stronger than that of the mountains and sea realms.

However, Daoren Lu occupied 90% of the evil seal, and at this moment, he could only try his best to control it, only ordinary living dead people who practiced.

"go."

With a thought, the two living dead people had wiped away the blood from their bodies and walked out of the study.

Yang Yu stopped for a while and then reached out and pressed the bloody altar.

This altar is the ingredient.

Buzz!

The moment he touched that altar, bloody mist had already risen in the gluttony tripod, turning into a faint bloody altar.

【Blood Hell Altar】

【Level: Tendu (Part 1)】

【Quality: Extreme】

[Evaluation: The altar made of pure flesh and blood mixed with essence gold has the ability to communicate with each other... It is suspected that someone has left behind words]

【Refining can obtain: None】

【Refining possible: None】

[Note: The person who left this ingredient seemed to have nothing left...]

【Is it refined?】

【Glutty Cauldron is sufficient to accumulate energy]

"It's him!"

Kuixing, dressed in red clothes, opened her eyes, Yang Yu stood up from the sea of ​​his heart, and he reached out to hold the bloody altar.

If he was a little suspicious before this, he was extremely sure at this moment that this must be left over from Yang Ni.

He is the only one who will leave such ingredients behind.

"Yang Ni!"

Yang Yu changed his mind and had already peeked at the eight or nine mysterious magical ritual mirror. In the mirror, he also opened his eyes and slowly raised his left hand.

A faint light lingered in, as if it was extremely complex and extremely concise, the word "一" slowly emerged.

Buzz!

The moment the word "一" appeared, a blood mist suddenly rose on the mirror, and there seemed to be a sea of ​​blood.

In a trance, it seemed that a blood lotus could be seen floating in it, and above the blood lotus, there seemed to be a Taoist dressed in a big red blood dress sitting with a sword in his arms.

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