Chapter 216： Lu Xuanji's death?
Boom boom boom!
These millions of human souls melted away and turned into nourishment for the gate.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
The silver-haired old man frowned and said, "The gate of the realm can pass through Nascent Soul powerhouses, but not enough to pass through God Transformation powerhouses, not enough, still not enough... Wait, you can be willing to become a sacrifice for this deity!"
The Nascent Soul Demon Xiu and Jin Dan Yao Xiu who were present were stunned. They subconsciously gathered together and asked, "Senior, what does this mean?"
"what for?"
The silver-haired old man said: "The gate of the realm is enough for the Yuanying cultivator to pass through, but not enough for the god-turning cultivator to pass through. Please blood sacrifice the gate of the realm!"
"Kill! This old beast wants to sacrifice us in blood, kill him!"
"I am a white tiger, how can I be afraid of this old beast!"
"Kill him and seize the gate!"
"What about the gods, I'm waiting for twenty-five Yuan Yings, and together, we will definitely be able to go up against the sky and kill the gods!"
"There are too many wolves, and they can kill a tiger, and there is only an old dog who transforms into a god!"
"kill him!"
The Nascent Soul demon cultivators who were present were furious, their eyes were blood red, and with endless killing intent, they attacked the silver-haired old man.
A Jiaolong opened its mouth and spit out endless cold air, turned into an ice sword, and stabbed it;
Under a white tiger's mouth, the power of Gengjin condensed and turned into a thunderbolt of Gengjin.
A golden eagle shot, and the feathers broke away from the body, turned into sharp swords, and slashed down.
A Xuanwu spurred the tortoise shell, turning it into endless Xuanming Qi, sweeping over.
A rabbit moved its eyes, turned into a power of charm, and swept over.
The other Nascent Soul Monster Beasts also attacked one after another, and all kinds of ultimate moves attacked in a continuous manner, as if they were about to drown the silver-haired old man.
"Silver Wolf Howling to the Moon!"
The silver-haired old man smiled, with a look of contempt, as if he was looking at a group of ants. No matter how many ants, how could they be able to compete with the dragon.
No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants.
A giant silver wolf appeared behind it, and above the ground, a silver moon appeared, exuding eternal light.
[Silver Wolf Howling to the Moon Diagram], the original vision of the silver-haired old man.
hoohoo!
The vision swept over, suppressing the Nascent Soul monster present.
The silver moonlight fell, suppressing the monsters present.
Those Nascent Soul monsters felt as if their bodies were being suppressed by a big mountain, and the tenth-level attack power was abruptly weakened to the seventh level.
Under the silver wolf's mouth, countless attacks were swallowed up.
"Too weak, go to hell!"
At this moment, the silver-haired old man smiled and grabbed a Jiaolong with his palm.
The Flood Dragon was frightened, its figure flickered, and it was already a hundred miles away.
But before he could breathe, he felt a huge palm falling from the sky and pinching his body.
Click!
Severe pain came, and Jiaolong was pinched to death.
The silver-haired old man waved his hand, and Jiaolong's body was thrown into the black gate and turned into nourishment for the gate.
The color of the gate became deeper and darker.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
The silver-haired old man pinched a Nascent Soul monster again. At that time, a golden eagle was faster.
But he was still pinched, pinched to death on the spot, and reduced to a sacrifice to the world gate.
"I'm waiting to fight!"
The other Nascent Soul monsters were terrified, and they used their ultimate moves, but they were all easily resolved by the silver-haired old man.
But every time the silver-haired old man made a shot, it was an understatement, but it was able to crush a Nascent Soul monster to death.
There were no accidents, no miracles, and the silver-haired old man easily suppressed the heroes.
Once again interpreting how tyrannical the powerhouse is.
There may be Yuanying monks who kill Huashen with group beatings; there may be Yuanying monsters who kill Huashen against the sky. However, the demon cultivator present couldn't do it.
When the eighth Nascent Soul monster was pinched to death, the rest of the monsters fled, and they no longer had the courage to besiege.
But the silver-haired old man's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his hand to capture, one after another, the Nascent Soul monsters were captured one after another, and then pinched to death, blood sacrificed to the gate of the world.
When all the Nascent Soul monsters were pinched to death, the moment when the blood sacrificed to the gate, the silver-haired old man frowned: "Not enough, not enough, still not enough, just half completed, still need sacrifices."
The silver-haired old man took action and began to hunt and kill the golden core monsters. About 350 golden core monsters were sacrificed in blood.
"Jiemen, just completed the seventh floor!"
"We still need to hunt down the Zifu monster!"
"But there are hundreds of thousands of monsters in the Zifu. It takes time to capture them. It's not as good as the blood sacrifice plane!"
The silver-haired old man said calmly, and began to arrange a large formation, the plane of blood sacrifice.
...
In the void, a silver-haired old man flew through the void, quickly depicting the pattern, and the speed was extremely fast.
"This is the plane of blood sacrifice!"
Lu Xuanji sensed the mysterious changes contained in the pattern, and seemed to think of something.
This is a small world of 100,000 square kilometers, equivalent to an area of Zhejiang Province, and the number of monsters growing in it is as many as several million.
However, in the eyes of the silver-haired old man, they were just ants.
At this moment, the blood sacrifice plane is required.
Can he stop it?
can not!
Just as the silver-haired old man flew by, he noticed the formation here and his trace, but he ignored him and ignored him directly.
A mere human cultivator in the Purple House is just an ant.
Humans walk on the road, will they pay attention to the ants on the ground, not at all.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the formation pattern on the plane began to move, and the blood-colored light rose up, accompanied by the surging blood light, countless blood lights surging, countless foundation-building monsters began to die, and even some purple mansions began to die. Monsters are also dead.
"Am I going to die here?"
Lu Xuanji sat on the stone tablet engraved with the three characters [Ling Shan Yuan], feeling a little bored.
The blood-colored rays of light attacked, but were easily blocked by Lu Xuanji, but this was just the beginning.
Buzz!
The formation is running, the blood is surging, and the origin of the entire plane has been extracted Originally, the entire fragmented world was lush and lush, with a large number of spiritual herbs growing, and a large number of monsters in it. reproduce. But as the source of the plane was extracted, the elixir and the herb withered to death.
The broken plane has completely come to an end.
Click!
As if the broken house was shaking, the plane began to shatter, and the power of countless space cutting surged and tore.
The plane is going to collapse step by step.
"Haha, the gate has become!"
The silver-haired old man smiled, and his figure flashed into the gate.
After he entered the gate, about ten breaths later, the gate shattered.
Click!
Click!
In order to condense the gate, too much source power of the plane is extracted, and the plane is shaking, being impacted by the power of the void, and heading towards destruction.
Stab it!
A force of void cut through, and Lu Xuanji dodged, but he still cut a blood hole on his arm, and the blood dripped on the stone tablet.
After ten breaths, the plane completely collapsed.
The void is shattered, the power of endless destruction, tearing everything apart and destroying everything.
Even if there are a few cultivators of Zifu and Jindan cultivators who escaped the capture of the silver-haired old man, they are forever buried in the turbulent void.
Void turbulence, tearing everything apart, destroying everything, even if the transformation **** falls into it, it is certain to die, only the cultivator of the void has a chance.
The next moment, a force of void shattering, tearing out, destroying everything.
Lu Xuanji's eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.
I'm dead!
...
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These millions of human souls melted away and turned into nourishment for the gate.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
The silver-haired old man frowned and said, "The gate of the realm can pass through Nascent Soul powerhouses, but not enough to pass through God Transformation powerhouses, not enough, still not enough... Wait, you can be willing to become a sacrifice for this deity!"
The Nascent Soul Demon Xiu and Jin Dan Yao Xiu who were present were stunned. They subconsciously gathered together and asked, "Senior, what does this mean?"
"what for?"
The silver-haired old man said: "The gate of the realm is enough for the Yuanying cultivator to pass through, but not enough for the god-turning cultivator to pass through. Please blood sacrifice the gate of the realm!"
"Kill! This old beast wants to sacrifice us in blood, kill him!"
"I am a white tiger, how can I be afraid of this old beast!"
"Kill him and seize the gate!"
"What about the gods, I'm waiting for twenty-five Yuan Yings, and together, we will definitely be able to go up against the sky and kill the gods!"
"There are too many wolves, and they can kill a tiger, and there is only an old dog who transforms into a god!"
"kill him!"
The Nascent Soul demon cultivators who were present were furious, their eyes were blood red, and with endless killing intent, they attacked the silver-haired old man.
A Jiaolong opened its mouth and spit out endless cold air, turned into an ice sword, and stabbed it;
Under a white tiger's mouth, the power of Gengjin condensed and turned into a thunderbolt of Gengjin.
A golden eagle shot, and the feathers broke away from the body, turned into sharp swords, and slashed down.
A Xuanwu spurred the tortoise shell, turning it into endless Xuanming Qi, sweeping over.
A rabbit moved its eyes, turned into a power of charm, and swept over.
The other Nascent Soul Monster Beasts also attacked one after another, and all kinds of ultimate moves attacked in a continuous manner, as if they were about to drown the silver-haired old man.
"Silver Wolf Howling to the Moon!"
The silver-haired old man smiled, with a look of contempt, as if he was looking at a group of ants. No matter how many ants, how could they be able to compete with the dragon.
No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants.
A giant silver wolf appeared behind it, and above the ground, a silver moon appeared, exuding eternal light.
[Silver Wolf Howling to the Moon Diagram], the original vision of the silver-haired old man.
hoohoo!
The vision swept over, suppressing the Nascent Soul monster present.
The silver moonlight fell, suppressing the monsters present.
Those Nascent Soul monsters felt as if their bodies were being suppressed by a big mountain, and the tenth-level attack power was abruptly weakened to the seventh level.
Under the silver wolf's mouth, countless attacks were swallowed up.
"Too weak, go to hell!"
At this moment, the silver-haired old man smiled and grabbed a Jiaolong with his palm.
The Flood Dragon was frightened, its figure flickered, and it was already a hundred miles away.
But before he could breathe, he felt a huge palm falling from the sky and pinching his body.
Click!
Severe pain came, and Jiaolong was pinched to death.
The silver-haired old man waved his hand, and Jiaolong's body was thrown into the black gate and turned into nourishment for the gate.
The color of the gate became deeper and darker.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
The silver-haired old man pinched a Nascent Soul monster again. At that time, a golden eagle was faster.
But he was still pinched, pinched to death on the spot, and reduced to a sacrifice to the world gate.
"I'm waiting to fight!"
The other Nascent Soul monsters were terrified, and they used their ultimate moves, but they were all easily resolved by the silver-haired old man.
But every time the silver-haired old man made a shot, it was an understatement, but it was able to crush a Nascent Soul monster to death.
There were no accidents, no miracles, and the silver-haired old man easily suppressed the heroes.
Once again interpreting how tyrannical the powerhouse is.
There may be Yuanying monks who kill Huashen with group beatings; there may be Yuanying monsters who kill Huashen against the sky. However, the demon cultivator present couldn't do it.
When the eighth Nascent Soul monster was pinched to death, the rest of the monsters fled, and they no longer had the courage to besiege.
But the silver-haired old man's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his hand to capture, one after another, the Nascent Soul monsters were captured one after another, and then pinched to death, blood sacrificed to the gate of the world.
When all the Nascent Soul monsters were pinched to death, the moment when the blood sacrificed to the gate, the silver-haired old man frowned: "Not enough, not enough, still not enough, just half completed, still need sacrifices."
The silver-haired old man took action and began to hunt and kill the golden core monsters. About 350 golden core monsters were sacrificed in blood.
"Jiemen, just completed the seventh floor!"
"We still need to hunt down the Zifu monster!"
"But there are hundreds of thousands of monsters in the Zifu. It takes time to capture them. It's not as good as the blood sacrifice plane!"
The silver-haired old man said calmly, and began to arrange a large formation, the plane of blood sacrifice.
...
In the void, a silver-haired old man flew through the void, quickly depicting the pattern, and the speed was extremely fast.
"This is the plane of blood sacrifice!"
Lu Xuanji sensed the mysterious changes contained in the pattern, and seemed to think of something.
This is a small world of 100,000 square kilometers, equivalent to an area of Zhejiang Province, and the number of monsters growing in it is as many as several million.
However, in the eyes of the silver-haired old man, they were just ants.
At this moment, the blood sacrifice plane is required.
Can he stop it?
can not!
Just as the silver-haired old man flew by, he noticed the formation here and his trace, but he ignored him and ignored him directly.
A mere human cultivator in the Purple House is just an ant.
Humans walk on the road, will they pay attention to the ants on the ground, not at all.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the formation pattern on the plane began to move, and the blood-colored light rose up, accompanied by the surging blood light, countless blood lights surging, countless foundation-building monsters began to die, and even some purple mansions began to die. Monsters are also dead.
"Am I going to die here?"
Lu Xuanji sat on the stone tablet engraved with the three characters [Ling Shan Yuan], feeling a little bored.
The blood-colored rays of light attacked, but were easily blocked by Lu Xuanji, but this was just the beginning.
Buzz!
The formation is running, the blood is surging, and the origin of the entire plane has been extracted Originally, the entire fragmented world was lush and lush, with a large number of spiritual herbs growing, and a large number of monsters in it. reproduce. But as the source of the plane was extracted, the elixir and the herb withered to death.
The broken plane has completely come to an end.
Click!
As if the broken house was shaking, the plane began to shatter, and the power of countless space cutting surged and tore.
The plane is going to collapse step by step.
"Haha, the gate has become!"
The silver-haired old man smiled, and his figure flashed into the gate.
After he entered the gate, about ten breaths later, the gate shattered.
Click!
Click!
In order to condense the gate, too much source power of the plane is extracted, and the plane is shaking, being impacted by the power of the void, and heading towards destruction.
Stab it!
A force of void cut through, and Lu Xuanji dodged, but he still cut a blood hole on his arm, and the blood dripped on the stone tablet.
After ten breaths, the plane completely collapsed.
The void is shattered, the power of endless destruction, tearing everything apart and destroying everything.
Even if there are a few cultivators of Zifu and Jindan cultivators who escaped the capture of the silver-haired old man, they are forever buried in the turbulent void.
Void turbulence, tearing everything apart, destroying everything, even if the transformation **** falls into it, it is certain to die, only the cultivator of the void has a chance.
The next moment, a force of void shattering, tearing out, destroying everything.
Lu Xuanji's eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.
I'm dead!
...
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