God of Life and Death

The altar was placed, and cold corpses were placed on the altar. Some were the corpses of dark angels, and some were the flesh and blood of Nalan family disciples.

Most of the creatures Fang Yue sacrificed were Yin-Yang realm creatures, and only a few were beings who had reached the leader realm!

Nalan Hongchen's face was ashen, his fists were clenched, and his veins were bulging.

This Fang Yue is too hateful.

Many of the corpses he put on the stage were the pillars of the Nalan family. Some of them disappeared inexplicably. He also used troops to search the whole city. Who knew that these people had died tragically in Fang Yue's hands, and were even regarded as Sacrifice, turn around and deal with the strong men of the Nalan family.

"Blood Twilight!"

Fang Yue murmured softly.

The altar exploded instantly and turned into a gray mist. The mist swallowed up all the eighteen materials and many corpse sacrifices.

Then the gray mist began to squirm, like a maggot about to be born.

"What the hell is this?"

Fang Yue looked at the egg-like gray mist and couldn't help being slightly stunned.

This should be a saint's magic. According to his understanding, it should be overwhelming. Even if Nalan Chaofan, who is trapped in the six-pointed star formation, cannot be killed with one blow, it should be no problem to seriously injure him.

But the gray haze in front of him really made it impossible for him to see any aggression.

Could it be that this is the predecessor of the Chinese Mist?

Hahaha, this joke is not funny at all.

Fang Yue's face darkened, the real special code is a scam!

"Give me the spirit stone!"

An old and yearning voice came from the mist.

"Why is there still someone pinching me in this mist?"

Fang Yue was shocked at this moment.

What kind of magic is this that Ula left behind?

He had heard of elements giving birth to one's own consciousness, but he had never heard of one creating this gray mist and being able to give birth to one's own language and reason.

Consciousness is just a kind of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, or it is a fighting instinct that is integrated into the bones.

Language and reason are the exclusive rights of some higher creatures.

This mist can give birth to its own language, which means that there must be a living being's thought in it.

It shouldn't be the backup plan left by Ula to resurrect his subordinates through sacrifices!

Fang Yue's guess was infinitely close to the truth.

He has not come into contact with many sacrifices in his life, but most of them use the method of sacrifice to resurrect some beings who have passed away over the years.

Fang Yue did not hesitate, the ceremony was already halfway through.

If he gives up halfway, all his previous efforts will be in vain.

One by one, low-grade spiritual stones were sent into the mist. The spiritual stones exploded instantly and turned into wisps of pure spiritual energy.

"Why are you so stingy? You are giving away low-grade spiritual stones one by one. If I want to regain my strength, I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey!"

The being in the mist roared at Fang Yue.

I have seen stingy people, but I have never seen such a stingy person.

"It would be nice to have a spirit stone. Originally, I thought you were a spell that could destroy the world! Who knows, you actually summoned a thing like you! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have summoned you even if I was beaten to death. your!"

Fang Yue was full of complaints about this existence in the mist.

And the voice in the mist suddenly became sharp: "You are brave! I am Lord Wula, sit down, Third Army, Fifth Team, Captain Ma Qi, how dare you disrespect me, after I am resurrected, I must teach you a lesson you will never forget!"

This scene of Fang Yue mesmerized everyone inside and outside Tianlu.

Didn’t you say that you would expand your strategy?

We are all ready!

You two are talking about cross talk here, what's going on?

This summoned buddy wouldn't be Guo Degang, right?

"Haha, if you have the ability, could you tell me what you just said again?"

Fang Yue looked at the gray mist coming from nowhere.

I worked hard to summon you, and spent a lot of money on the sacrificial items.

What do you mean? Do you really think of yourself as an uncle?

You actually came out to threaten me?

Fang Yue looked at the gray mist coldly.

Wu Hao couldn't help but flinch. He felt an inexplicable and strange force surging in Fang Yue's body. He could tell that this strange force could easily erase him from the world.

"A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!" Ma Qi is not a man of integrity, and dignity is even further away from him. Otherwise, it would be impossible. All his companions are dead, and only a trace of him is left. The soul exists in the world, lingering, waiting for the call.

"It's not impossible to get the spirit stone. I swear on your inner demons that you will obey my orders after you recover."

Fang Yue thought about it for a while, and decided that the restraint of the oath would be more reliable to deal with such an unscrupulous guy.

If he really summoned a white-eyed wolf, turned around and killed himself, wouldn't it become a joke?

"Just you? You don't deserve it!"

Ma Qi didn't hesitate at all and rejected Fang Yue.

Although he has no moral integrity, as a strong man, he still has the basic dignity.

He is Lord Ula's subordinate. Countless years ago, he accompanied Lord Ula on his military expedition and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the world.

After all, he was also a peerless saint back then. Although he has declined now and his strength is gone, the pride in his heart is still there!

"Can you say that again?"

Fang Yue thrust a hand into the gray mist.

What's dense in the mist is just a remnant of Ma Qi's soul.

Fang Yue couldn't do anything else, but he was good at refining souls.

This Ma Qi was so disobedient that all the sacrifices and materials were wasted. However, this is still a remnant soul of a strong saint. If it is refined, you can also get a drop of sixth-turn soul liquid for some comfort.

Suddenly, March screamed.

The breath that made him tremble suddenly came closer.

"Don't touch me! I can sign a contract! I can swear an oath with my inner demon!"

Ma Qi surrendered instantly, not because he was timid, but because Fang Yue's methods were too shocking.

His remnant soul, which had not been wiped out by the long river of time, actually felt on the verge of collapse the moment Fang Yue's palm approached.

Although freedom is a good thing, it means nothing in the face of destruction.

"I, Ma Qi, swear an oath with my inner demon. From now on, if the young man who follows me in front of me disobeys him, he will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and his soul will be scattered!"

Ma Qi uttered the inner demon's oath at the speed of Hua Shao reading advertisements.

There was no way, Fang Yue's palm was already close to his wife, Ma Qi was worried that if he spoke a little slower, Fang Yue would kill him.

"Huh? So obedient?"

Fang Yue saw that Ma Qi's oath was completed, so he nodded slightly and pulled his palm out of the gray mist.

Then tens of thousands of mid-grade spiritual stones were thrown into the gray mist.

Compared with a follower of the saint realm, the loss of this spiritual stone is nothing!

Well, I'm such a good master. Hard to find in the world.

"Boy, can you be more generous? How can this mid-grade spiritual stone be enough for me!"

Ma Qi is about to collapse. Although the spiritual energy contained in the middle-grade spiritual stone is much richer than that of the low-grade spiritual stone, it is simply a drop in the bucket in the face of his countless years of energy deficiency!

"Fang Yue, suffer death!"

At this time, Nalan Chaofan finally broke away from the shackles of the six-pointed star sealing formation, and he rushed towards Fang Yue.

The previous long sword was taken away by Fang Yue, and a scepter appeared in his hand this time. This scepter was still at the peak of the leader level. The gold-refined staff exuded a noble and luxurious atmosphere. At the top of the scepter is a skull, with green will-o'-the-wisps flashing in the deep-set eye sockets.

Nalan Chaofan changed his target and went directly towards Fang Yue's aura clone.

He couldn't tell whether this was Fang Yue's true form or his clone.

Nalan Chaofan believed that this was Fang Yue's true body.

The original deity is the foundation of a cultivator. If the original deity is killed, no matter how strong the clone is, it will be a rootless tree and a sourceless water.

"Hurry up, give me the spirit stone, you are going to be killed!"

Ma Qi urged Fang Yue excitedly. Only at this time did he have the capital to threaten Fang Yue.

"Why are you anxious? He can't kill me!"

Fang Yue said slowly and leisurely.

Sure enough, Fang Yue's voice just landed.

Nalan Chaofan's body once again froze in mid-air.

Fang Yue slowly took away the peak leader-level scepter from his hand.

Another sealing six-pointed star formation.

Nalan Chaofan fell twice in the same pit.

"Asshole, Fang Yue, why do you have so many formations that seal the six-pointed star!"

This formation is an out-and-out saint-level method that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. If it appears once, it is already shocking to the heavens. And the continuous appearance is suspicious.

"Because I originally arranged this formation! The drawings from the exchange office in the Merit Token are very cheap. It only takes one thousand merits to exchange for a drawing of a saint-level formation. The materials are also very common. , I can decorate as many as I want!”

Fang Yue looked at Nalan Chaofan's furious look and couldn't help but said slowly.

He didn't take Nalan Chaofan seriously at all.

A poor saint who doesn't even have a saint-level magic weapon is like a tiger without teeth.

He is not a true saint-level strong man at all.

At least, that's what Fang Yue thinks.

"Did Fang Yue arrange this formation himself?"

The expression on Nalan Hongchen's face was even more serious. How many talents did Fang Yue still have? How many trump cards were there, the alchemy method that could summon heavenly tribulation, and the extremely terrifying basic qualities. Now, he had even shown a formation that surpassed the grandmaster level. Dharma door.

The dangerous level of Fang Yue suddenly increased in Nalan Hongchen's heart, and now it has reached a level comparable to that of a saint.

Nalan Chaofan was trapped in the second sealing six-pointed star formation, and the weapon in his hand was taken away for the second time. This kind of insult could not be washed away even if all the water in the world was poured out.

In anger, Nalan Chaofan suddenly punched.

As a result, his fist fell on the boundary of the sealing six-pointed star formation, and all the force was bounced back.

He vomited blood due to the shock, and traces of blood flowed from his fingers.