The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 14: Huangquan Road opens, blood sacrifice to Nanshenzhou

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Ninth day of September, the day of Double Ninth Festival, Nanshenzhou! Feng Shui Nanzong!

Nearly a million feng shui masters, large and small, dressed in black robes, scattered around a circular altar with a diameter of one hundred meters.

The circular altar is dark in color, and on it is a huge copper burial coffin.

Li Canghai is dressed in a black robe and leads all the Feng Shui masters to stand on all sides of the altar.

At this moment, above the earth, it is like a huge compass, circle by circle.

The first circle is the Baizhang Altar.

The second circle is Li Canghai, Ming Lingtian, and hundreds of Feng Shui masters!

The third circle is all the other Feng Shui masters! There are millions! Almost all Feng Shui masters of the Feng Shui Nanzong.

The fourth circle, watchers, Nanshenzhou, the big heroes. Together with the large number of disciples brought by Xiaoxiong, there are about five million!

A total of four circles, at this moment, quietly, looking at the copper burial coffin in the center.

It's almost time.

Li Canghai look at the sky!

"It's time to apply! Festival~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Li Canghai gave an order.

"Huh!"

Millions of Fengshui masters bowed down toward the altar in the first circle.

At the same time, all the Feng Shui masters are chanting obscure spells.

"@#￥%&*………………"

Although they didn't understand, they were extremely loud and loud. As soon as the curse came out, all the spectators in the fourth circle felt their hearts trembled.

"Om!"

There are countless yellow lights suddenly appearing on the earth, as if there is a certain power that is sealed under the ground, and it is about to be released.

"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"……………………

The tens of thousands of earth dragon veins surrounding the Southern Fengshui Sect, suddenly roared for a long time, and the sound shook the sky. The huge momentum shook all spectators from all directions backing back.

Like a big river, ten thousand dragon veins, all rushing towards the central altar.

"Boom!" "Boom!"……………………

Ten Thousand Dragons hit the central altar, and the altar suddenly burst into billions of golden light, which rushed directly into the burial copper coffin.

"Om!"

The burial copper coffin rises upright, floating in the air, trembling.

"Om!"

As there were more and more Wanlong, the trembling of the burial copper coffin became more and more intense.

In the first circle of the altar, the space seems to be blurred.

"Om!"

Every time the burial copper coffin trembles, it seems to be breathing. Ready to go, with a monstrous force.

In the fourth circle, there is a mountain notch among the viewers.

Youyue Daojun stood in a hidden place, looking at the copper burial coffin in the distance.

"Bronze burial coffin?" Youyue Daojun raised his brows.

"Mao Ri actually had some misfortunes, but it was actually given to Gu Yue, the bronze coffin for burial in the sky. It's no small thing!" Youyue Daojun solemnly said.

At the foot of another mountain.

There is also a special group of people standing.

A total of five people, the first woman, a slightly tight red robe set off the woman's extremely hot figure, a head of fiery red hair, with a slightly excited look, looking at the copper burial coffin in the distance.

If Yan Chuan was here, she would definitely recognize that this woman is the cousin of her fiancee Zizi, Meng Hongying!

Meng Hongying is followed by four people, like his subordinates, who are extremely respectful.

"Bronze burial coffin? Carrying the aura of the ten thousand dragons, it is not too limited? What kind of baby? Huh, Li Canglan actually dare to drive me away? Isn't it the idea of ​​being afraid of me playing this coffin?" Meng Hong Ying's expression moved slightly.

Youyue Daojun, Meng Hongying, and countless powerhouses in the Quartet are all staring at the buried copper coffin at this moment.

In the distance, the burial copper coffin trembled for a while, and suddenly it trembled up and down, and then suddenly rammed into the altar.

"Boom～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

The burial copper coffin crashed on the altar.

The sound around me stopped abruptly. Everyone looked forward to it.

"Crack, click, click!"

Under the burial copper coffin, a large number of cracks suddenly appeared on the altar.

"Boom!"

The altar shattered and opened. From the altar, a huge trench suddenly appeared horizontally.

"Boom!"

The earth was trembling, and a trench that was ten thousand feet long and one hundred feet wide suddenly appeared.

"Ah!" "Ah!"………………

There are some feng shui masters and ceremonial observers, unfortunately, they all fall down.

Under the ditch, the yellow light soars into the sky. Along with the yellow light, a surging Yin Qi gushed out.

"Ah!" "Woohoo!" "Quack quack!" "Yang Qi, it is Yang Qi!"………………

Thousands of shouts suddenly appeared in the trench.

On the wall of the trench, black shadows are slowly climbing up.

There are too many black shadows, more than a million, halfway through the crawl, and then suddenly fall down, or crawl up one by one, along the wall of the ditch, constantly crawling.

There is happiness, pain, ji movement, and suffering!

One by one, the dark shadows are extremely gloomy against the yellow light.

With a lot of Yin Qi gushing out. Everyone knows what happened.

Youyue Daojun looked in all directions, the endless cloud, covering the sky and the sun, covering all the rays of light during the day, as if it were at night.

"Huangquan Road, is it open?" Youyue Daojun exclaimed.

The other side. Meng Hongying also said with a deep face: "A ghost in the underworld, crawling along the Huangquan Road facing the Yang? The yin and yang are connected. This is a change in the world, and the pattern of the world may have changed because of this!"

Huangquan Road opened, and thousands of ghosts crawled towards the sun. But Huangquan Road was too difficult to walk, too difficult to climb, many ghosts fell down halfway through the climb, and fell into the underworld again.

But the ghosts are tireless, stepping on one by one, and continuing to crawl.

The people who fell into the underworld were completely submerged in endless ghosts.

Countless feng shui masters showed joy.

Li Canghai was extremely solemn at the moment, watching the endless yin air rushing up from Huangquan Road, covering the sky and the sun in all directions of Feng Shui Nanzong. Li Canghai seemed to be expecting something.

When the Yin Qi was completely isolated from the inside and outside, Li Canghai finally waited for the time.

"Festival again~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Li Canghai gave an order, and Million Fengshui Master once again recited the obscure spell.

"*&……￥%￥#@!"

"Ang!" "Ang!"……………………

Along with the surging of the earth, Wanlong Qiming sounded again. Wan Long moved again.

However, instead of rushing to the first circle of altars this time, they rushed to the spectator area of ​​the fourth circle.

"Boom!"

Wan Long rushed into the fourth lap, rushed out of the ground, and suddenly dissolved in the endless gloom, turning into a cloud of yellow mist.

As soon as the yellow mist came out, it scattered in all directions, and in a blink of an eye it got into the body of a group of powerful people.

"*&……￥%￥#@!"

Fengshui masters, keep on chanting the spells.

The fourth circle, among a group of strong people.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Everyone looked at a red-robed sect master.

At the moment, the lord's eyes are red. Suddenly the whole body was hostile.

"Master? Why are your eyes red? Ah, Junior Brother, your eyes are also red? Uncle, why are your eyes red too?" The disciple cried out in a panic.

The panic is right, but it's too late. The people with red eyes seemed to lose their minds in an instant. Let's shoot at the disciples who are talking together.

"Boom!"

The disciple was blown away suddenly. There was no bones, but the blood suddenly rose to the sky, following the Yin Qi, and went straight to the burial copper coffin.

Killing the disciple, the red-eyed people are still puzzled by their hatred, and they fight against each other.

All the people who were contaminated by the yellow mist lost their minds and all became violent.

Kill! kill! kill! kill! ………………

In the group of watching the ceremony, there was a sudden fight, and there was fighting everywhere, the battle roared, and the mighty power was great. As soon as a person died, the blood was suddenly drawn out by an invisible force and went straight to the burial copper coffin.

"Ah!" "Help!" "Roar!"………………

In the fourth circle, there has been a mess, and in the first circle, the road to the Yellow Spring is below, and above, the copper coffin of the burial day is absorbing infinite blood and trembling again.

Li Canghai looked around coldly.

In the distance.

"It's so aggressive!" Youyue Daojun felt the yellow mist in surprise.

Youyue Daojun, can withstand the erosion of the yellow mist.

On the other side, Meng Hongying and his four subordinates were not eroded by the yellow mist. Meng Hongying's hand had an extra white stone-like magic weapon. The size of a fist is exactly the sacred light stone used by Yan Chuan to refine the God Sword.

Meng Hongying urged the sacred light stone, spewing a large amount of white light, covering the five people, which can withstand the erosion of the yellow mist.

"Blood sacrifice? Li Canglan will use the entire Southern God Continent's blood sacrifice? What is he going to do?" Meng Hongying looked into the distance in surprise.

"Boom!" "Kill!" "Those who stand against me die!"………………

The great powers fought against each other, and for a while, they were so crazy that their blood was drawn and rushed to the burial copper coffin.

Youyue Daojun and Meng Hongying looked at them coldly, and didn't mean to chase hands at all. Both of them want to know what the **** is going on with Feng Shui Nanzong.

This killing lasted three days and three nights, frantically fighting, extremely tragic, a large number of strong men were buried, and those who were alive were also seriously injured all over their bodies, dying, and the trembling of the burial coffin became more and more intense.

Li Canghai looked at the copper burial coffin.

"Not enough, Ming Lingtian!" Li Canghai called.

"Yes!" Ming Lingtian narrowed his eyes.

With a wave of hands, the hundred feng shui masters in the second lap shot almost at the same time, each took out a magic weapon, and waved their hands.

"Boom!"

The power of isolating the yellow mist between the fourth circle and the third circle suddenly disappeared.

The billowing yellow mist swept toward the third circle of million feng shui masters.

"Huh?" Feng Shui master suddenly screamed.

"Master, why?"

"Sovereign, no!"

"Sovereign, why...?"

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Millions of Fengshui Master suddenly roared. The clan chief uses his own blood to sacrifice? why?

The trembling of the buried copper coffin seems to have twisted the space.

Li Canghai is in a good mood, looking at the frightened and noisy million feng shui master and said: "Hahahaha, I am not Li Canglan!"