Chapter 2988

"Wow!" high above the sky, the Hansha altar released a terrible restraining force and shrouded all over the people.

At this moment, everyone felt a stagnation in their chest and seemed to suffocate.

The people's faces froze for a moment. Obviously, they didn't expect that the restraining force released by the altar should be so terrible.

"Everyone, get into the altar!" and at this time, Hua Yiru shouted.

Nie Tian reacted and the wings of the star soul appeared behind him. He directly swept Hua up and rushed to the altar.

"Poof!" then, his figure impacted on the prohibition, and his body shook, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

However, he broke through the prohibition, stepped out and fell on a huge icicle of the altar.

The people below reacted and rushed over one after another.

The prohibition is strong, but it is not fatal.

Most people broke through the prohibition and entered the altar.

But everyone was hurt. Even ghost Valley mantra and others were hurt by the power of prohibition.

Obviously, the power of prohibition is a power with sensing ability. The stronger the strength of a warrior, the stronger the impact of prohibition.

"Hum!" when Yimo saw everyone entering the altar, he sneered and said, "if you enter the Hansha altar, you will be killed!"

"Just a first-class near saint, what a big breath!" at this time, a voice laughed wildly, and then a figure rose to the sky and rushed directly to Yimo.

"Mu clan leader!" the eyes of the people suddenly coagulated and saw clearly that figure, which was Mu Xinghe, the head of Mu family.

Muxinghe is the Ninth level pseudo Saint strength, but his momentum at the moment is not strong, as if he has been greatly suppressed.

"Looking for death!" wing Mo's eyes flickered, cold and incomparable, and Sen said two words coldly.

"Shua!" then, a cold evil blade formed by cold air appeared. It was extremely fierce and roared past, directly attacking and killing muxing river.

"Hmm?" the muxinghe man suddenly noticed something wrong in the air, his eyes trembled and gave a sound of shock.

At this moment, he knew that his strength had been suppressed and could not be brought into full play.

"Poof!" the next moment, before he had time to react, the cold evil blade directly penetrated his chest, and his body trembled and fell down.

"Clan leader!" a Mujia martial artist screamed and flew over to catch muxing river.

Muxinghe stabilized his body. Half of his body was dyed red by blood and his face was as white as paper.

In the moment of life and death, his body shape opened a little, otherwise, he would be directly killed by the cold evil blade.

The others looked very embarrassed when they saw this scene.

Among all the people, the strength of muxinghe is definitely the peak level, but it is completely vulnerable, which makes everyone not surprised.

"Hum! When you enter the Hansha altar, you will be restrained by the altar. Even if you are a saint, you can't give full play to the semi holy strength!" at this time, the voice of Yimo sounded and said coldly.

As soon as their faces changed, they immediately felt the martial body and looked even more frightened.

The power of prohibition in the altar is so strong that it suppresses everyone's strength below half holy.

Yimo is a first-class near saint, and his strength has obviously not been suppressed and seems to have improved a lot.

He is a member of the Hansha wing clan. Of course, he will not be suppressed by the Hansha altar.

"That's terrible!" the people looked trembling, and many people began to scream.

At this time, even if they were all tied together, they could not be the opponent of Yimo.

When they entered the altar of Hansha, it seemed that they had thrown themselves into a trap.

"Nie Tian, I said you shouldn't come." at this time, Yi Mo looked at Nie Tian with a sharp cold in his eyes and said, "what now? Even if you break the soul of the black ice giant, you still can't stop me!"

"Even if I don't kill you, you will be slowly tortured to death by the restraining power of the altar."

He shook his head and said to Nie Tian, "you have saved my life. I don't want to kill you. But you shouldn't stop me or stand in my way."

"I hope you are still alive when I open the cold evil blood volume."

Then he stopped seeing Nie Tian.

He really doesn't want to kill Nie Tian, but if Nie Tian wants to stop him from opening the cold evil blood volume, he will also kill.

It is his mission to let the Hansha wing clan rise, and opening the Hansha blood volume is the first step to complete his mission.

He'll kill whoever gets in his way!

"Yimo, in order to open the cold evil blood volume, do you want to kill so many innocent people in the holy soul domain?" Nie Tian looked at Yimo and opened his mouth.

"I don't want to kill people, but I have to do it for the sake of cold Shayi clan!" Yimo roared, and his face showed untold pain.

He is not a murderer, but he will do anything to revive the Hansha wing clan!

"Asshole!" Nie Tian's eyes sank and roared violently.

In order to revive the Hansha wing clan, Yimo has become crazy.

Wing Mo ignored Nie Tian no longer, but moved and went to the holy seed on the Taoist platform.

Next, he will use the seeds of the holy world to open the cold evil blood volume.

At this time, people obviously felt that the restraining force in the altar space was becoming stronger and stronger.

If the power of prohibition keeps getting stronger, people will be oppressed to death.

They looked up at the sky, their eyes full of horror.

At this time, no one dared to fight against Yimo again.

It seems that they can only watch the wing ink open the cold evil blood volume.

In the high sky, Yimo looked at the seeds of the holy world, and his eyes were crazy. It seemed that he had seen the bright future of Hansha Yizu.

Then, his palm spread out, and a blood color vortex appeared in the palm, which kept pouring out red halos.

Soon, the red halo in the air condensed together to form a huge blood book.

The blood book is the most holy thing of Hansha wing clan: Hansha blood volume!

At the moment when the cold evil blood volume appeared, a blood awn appeared and spread in the altar.

At this moment, people felt a heavy chest and a heavy sense of oppression, suffocating them.

"Ancestors of Hansha wing clan, please bless me and open the Hansha blood volume!" Yimo held the Hansha blood volume with a solemn and dignified expression, and slowly sent the Hansha blood volume into the seeds of the holy world.

At this moment, Nie Tian's evil eyes suddenly trembled. He saw a pair of cold evil eyes on the cold evil blood volume.

"It's those evil eyes!" the sudden scene changed Nie Tian's face and screamed directly.

In the past, he had seen a pair of evil eyes, which made his evil eyes cry blood, and there was a very evil extinction seal on his face.

At the moment, those evil eyes appeared on the cold evil blood volume!