Nine Heavens

Under the moonlight, Qingshi Villa, outside the Emerald Mausoleum.

A strange figure, wearing a pitch-black cloak, with a terrifying bluish-white nine-headed wolf-head mask flashing on his face, miserable, terrifying and weird.

This figure stood for a long time in the hidden space outside the Emerald Mausoleum, then suddenly shot towards the lower Emerald Mausoleum, and the next moment stood on the broken skeleton altar in the Emerald Mausoleum.

The Skeleton Sea, that is, the sky above the Youhai Sea.

Under the three crescent moons, this figure straightened up, and two strange rays of light shot out from the face wearing the nine-headed wolf-head mask, scanning the altar for a while.

Then he stood in the center of the altar, raised his arms, and the four cauldrons at the four corners of the altar ignited a raging fire.

Seeing that the altar was on fire, the nine-headed wolf-headed masked man waited attentively for a while. When he saw the divine beast formation that had been triggered by Liu Qianlang reappeared on the altar floor, his figure drifted and swayed on top of the evil formation. .

Then, a square stone platform with a diameter of four to five meters and a height of tens of feet suddenly rose from the center of the strange formation, on which some weird and evil sacrificial utensils were arranged.

The nine-headed wolf-headed masked man floated up before the square stone platform was completely raised, and stood proudly on the square platform.

On the nine wolf-head masks, there are forty-five eyes. In an instant, the forty-five eyes burst out with icicle-like icicles, piercing everything around them in different directions.

I saw a man with nine wolf heads, slowly raised his arms, raised his head to the sky, and began to chant a strange formula in his mouth.

The black cloak around him swelled up, and then there was a sudden gust of wind around the altar, and the raging fire in the four cauldrons turned into four pillars of fire, covering the huge iron tree behind the altar.

In the strong wind, countless human and animal corpses and skeletons swayed strangely with the wind among the branches of the crown stretched like a horned dragon.

Then there were bursts of howling sounds from around, and the fierce wind followed immediately.

Liu Qianlang looked around the altar, and it turned out that there were countless monsters sprang out from the Skull Slope forest, crowding around the altar, drooling, and staring greedily at the huge iron tree.

Seeing these greedy monsters, the nine-headed wolf-headed masked man howled wildly.

He looked at another wolf-headed masked figure on a dark cloud in the void and countless animal-headed masked figures behind him and said coldly:

"From today onwards, our sect will mainly start the blood poison refining sacrifice for seventy-nine days, today's trial sacrifice, you must take strict precautions!

After that, for forty-nine consecutive days, each blood sacrifice required 9,999 living souls.

And one-third of the male soul, one-third of the female soul, and one-third of the animal soul, the male soul must have a metal attribute, and the female soul must have an ice attribute, and I will summon the animal soul. As for the souls of men and women, they must be prepared every day!

We must be extremely cautious in our actions, and we must not let Xuanlingmen, Shura Temple, Qingxin Dao, including Wenyang Palace know our secrets! otherwise……"

The master of Hun Sha Sect didn't say any more, but indifferently condensed a ghost light with his single palm and pushed it towards the dark cloud, and then heard mournful wailing from above the iron tree.

Above that dark cloud, except for the wolf-headed masked man, everyone passed through their bodies alive and hung on the iron tree.

That iron tree seemed to be bloodthirsty by nature. When countless branches penetrated the bodies of those people, blood gurgled along the branches with grooves, and flowed continuously along the iron branches from those wailing bodies. Stream more.

From the small branches to the big ones, and finally to the main trunk, the black iron tree slowly turned into a bright red blood tree.

From a distance, the iron tree looks like a huge fountain, but what is sprayed is not water, but human blood.

Above the dark clouds, the young master of the Hun Sha Sect stared straight at him, and his mind was frightened. He was going to make some small calculations, but seeing this scene, he immediately dismissed the idea.

The blood kept on the trunk slowly left behind the roots, and entered the deep ditch at the root of the giant iron tree. The ditch surrounded the entire altar and was about several feet wide.

The blood in the ditch pool was first a shallow layer, and then gathered with the blood flowing down from the trunk of the giant iron tree, slowly filling the ditch pool, and the surrounding space was filled with the smell of blood.

Seeing the dark red blood in the ditch, rippling, the master of the Hun Sha Sect on the height laughed wildly:

"The divine tree imprisons the soul, the blood summons the demon god! Enjoy it to your heart's content! Almighty demon god!"

As soon as the words fell, the black monsters around the altar couldn't hold back any longer. They shot into the ditch like a whirlwind, drinking and drinking wildly, and blood splattered everywhere.

In order to compete for blood, the monsters grinned at each other, chased each other, and even fought and tore each other, making a mess.

But with the effort of the teacup, the blood in the groove was sucked up completely, as if it had never been there before.

Those monsters didn't seem to be satisfied. While licking the ditches, they were still staring at the little blood still dripping from the trunk of the huge iron tree, their eyes were bloodshot.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the greedy gazes of countless monsters around, the master of the Hunsha Sect laughed wildly again, and said:

"You stupid things, hahaha!"

Then, turning around, a cloud of strange green smoke shot out from the pitch-black cloak, and then the strange green smoke quickly covered the surrounding monsters.

Before the smoke dissipated, more miserable howls came from the huge iron tree again, and I saw those monsters hanging from countless branches of the huge iron tree, struggling desperately.

However, the more he struggled, the faster the blood in his body flowed out, and the huge iron tree that had already recovered its dark blue color once again shone with a brighter red color.

However, this time, the blood flowing from the groove of the thick trunk did not flow into the ditch pool under the root of the tree, but flowed directly from the middle of the trunk to the altar.

No one knew why the blood didn't continue to flow down, but went from top to bottom like a red poisonous snake, climbed to the middle of the trunk, changed direction, and flowed towards the altar.

The wailing of countless monsters gradually subsided, but the seventeen terrifying monsters on the strange beast formation above the altar began to move strangely.

At the same time, the body made of bluestone kept sucking the blood flowing into the beast formation. The blood gathered more and more, and the speed of the monster's movement became faster and faster. In the end, the naked eye could no longer tell which one was which, and felt that countless shadows were shaking on the altar under the firelight.

Xuanling Gate, Tai Cang Peak, regretful and icy.

After several months of deep thinking and meditation, Liu Qianlang's mind gradually became clear, and his face was calm, with an extraordinary calmness.

Seeing him, he slowly opened his eyes, casually glanced at the surrounding environment of Huixin Bingkuo, and then with a swipe of his palm, a strange ancient scroll appeared in his hand.

Unlocking the seal, this person read it attentively, as if the freezing clouds and snow fog around him did not exist, and he seemed to be enjoying it a few times.

In this way, he read one after another, and read six ancient scrolls one after another. It lasted for two years, and then he closed his eyes and meditated for more than a year. When he opened his eyes again, he began to meditate. Practice day and night.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been five years. On this day, Liu Qianlang finished his work and looked inside at the golden Jiutian Juemai in his body, feeling infinitely excited.

In the past five years, I have finally practiced all the magical skills taught to me by my master and Xiaotianfeng's Sky-Splitting Art to the ultimate level. Nine Heavens Golden Heart was born from the dilapidated heart.

Jiutianjuemai was easily and completely created successfully! His own strength is improving explosively, and now he is a powerful strength in the late stage of Dandan.

I saw a golden elixir faintly appearing in the elixir, with dots of golden starlight shining, which made Liu Qianlang very pleased, and it was shining with a strange color.

Liu Qianlang's divine eyes sparkled, and next, Liu Qianlang planned to enter the dark sky realm of black jade skulls, and master the ancient Coconut Kingdom's mysterious witches' miraculous skills, especially the Dafa of the Illusory Domain.

Liu Qianlang believes that with the existence of the powerful Nine Heavens Jue Mai, no matter how weird the exercises are, he can bear them.

In the past, Liu Qianlang thought that the evil school's exercises were not the right way after all, and tried to stick to or not use the evil school's exercises as much as possible, but now, he suddenly realized that there is no right or wrong in the exercises, and there is a principle of seeing good and evil in doing things. That's why we made such a decision.

Thinking of this, Liu Qianlang was about to incarnate into the Black Jade Skull Profound Realm, when he suddenly heard a childish voice from outside Huixin Bingkuo:

"Mom! Hee hee! There is a cave here, I want to go in and play!"

"Qian'er! Don't go in, it's a place of regret! The place where we imprison the criminals of Xuanling Sect!

It's eerie and weird inside, with many big monsters locked up, it's very scary! Cough cough, cough cough! "

said a sweet voice. Judging from the tone of voice, this woman should be the boy's mother, but she seems to be in poor health, with deep internal injuries.

The little boy was naughty and retorted:

"I'm not afraid? I can even deal with high-grade monsters, but I'm afraid of a few demons!"

As he spoke, Liu Qianlang saw that the entrance of the cave was dark, and a petite and smooth figure shot in.

After a few ups and downs, he stood on the bank of the cold pool.

Seeing Liu Qianlang, he was surprised and said:

"Hey! There is really a person!"

Then he covered his mouth with his little hand and shouted loudly: "Mom! There is really a person here, but it's not a devil, but a white-haired uncle!"

Hearing the child's voice, the woman outside the cave might be worried about the safety of the little boy. With the sound of coughing, lightning shot into the cave entrance, and then stood beside the little boy.

After Liu Qianlang took a look, his eyes suddenly felt familiar, and then he remembered that he had fought for the woman in hell fire dragon scale pink clothes with him when he was in Xiaotian Peak, and the person in front of him was exactly that person.

At this moment, her face was still covered with a white veil, and a layer of pink and purple mist was covering her body. People with low cultivation bases could not perceive its true existence.

But Liu Qianlang is not comparable to an ordinary monk at this time, under the transparent Cui drill, he recognized the once beautiful face under the veil at a glance.