The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

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 slammed into the altar.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The buried copper coffin crashed on the altar.

The surrounding sound suddenly stopped. Everyone looked forward to it.

"Crack, click, click!"

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

"boom!"

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

"Boom!"

The earth was shaking, 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 watchers, unfortunately, all of them fall down.

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

"Ah!" "Woohoooo!" "Quack quack!" "Yang Qi, it is Yang Qi!"..................

Thousands of shouts suddenly appeared in the trench.

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

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

There is happiness, pain, excitement, and suffering!

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

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

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

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

the other side. Meng Hongying also said with a deep expression: "A ghost in the underworld, crawling towards the sun along the Huangquan Road? 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 worked tirelessly, stepping on one by one, and continuing to crawl.

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

Countless Feng Shui masters showed joy.

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

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

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

With an order from Li Canghai, Million Fengshui Master once again recited the obscure spell.

"*&……￥%￥#@!"

"Ang!" "Ang!"……………………

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 circle, rushed out of the ground, and suddenly dissolved in the endless yin, turning into a yellow mist.

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

"*&……￥%￥#@!"

Fengshui masters, the mantras kept chanting.

On the fourth lap, among a group of strong men.

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

At the moment, the sovereign's eyes were 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 in a sudden, with no bones, but the blood suddenly soared up into the sky, following the Yin Qi, and went straight to the buried copper coffin.

After killing the disciples, the red-eyed people still struggled with each other's hatred.

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 were battles everywhere, and the battle roared with great power. As soon as a person died, the blood was immediately drawn out by an invisible force and went straight to the buried copper coffin.

"Ah!" "Help!" "Roar!"………………

On the fourth lap, there was already a mess, and at the first lap, below was the Yellow Spring Road, and above, the burial copper coffin was absorbing infinite blood and trembled again.

Li Canghai looked around coldly.

far away.

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

Daojun Youyue can withstand the erosion of the yellow mist.

On the other side, Meng Hongying and the four subordinates were not eroded by the yellow mist. Meng Hongying had a white stone-like magic weapon in his hand. 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 block me die!"………………

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

Daojun Youyue and Meng Hongying watched coldly, without any intention to intervene. Both of them want to know what the **** the Feng Shui Nanzong is doing.

This killing lasted three days and three nights. The slaying was frantic, and it was extremely tragic. A large number of strong men were buried, and those who were alive were also seriously injured all over their bodies.

Li Canghai looked at the buried copper coffin.

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

"Yes!" Ming Lingtian narrowed his eyes.

With a wave of hands, the hundreds of 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 the yellow fog that was isolated between the fourth and third circles suddenly disappeared.

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

"Huh?" Feng Shui master suddenly screamed.

"Master, why?"

"Sect Master, don't!"

"Sect Master, why...?"

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The million feng shui master suddenly roared. The clan chief uses his own blood to sacrifice? why?

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

Li Canghai was in a good mood, and looked at the panic-stricken and noisy millions of Feng Shui masters and said, "Hahahaha, I am not Li Canglan!"

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