fishing the heavens

Chapter 1121 Magic Jar
The black clay pot floated in mid-air, exuding a strange and extreme aura. When the lid of the pot was opened, an unimaginably huge surge of blood rose into the sky!
The terrifying qi and blood directly formed a solid pillar, breaking through the clouds!
This is just a very small part of the overflowing blood, which has already caused such a terrible scene!
"How much blood is stored in this clay jar?"

Beifeng felt his scalp go numb, and was deeply afraid of this pot.

Not only Beifeng, but also the rest of them were breathing faster.

Such a terrifying scene can be created only by the scattered Qi and blood, the blood stored in the clay pot is probably an astronomical figure!
How many creatures did they kill to get so much blood?
Seriously thoughtful!
"The Eternal Heavenly Sect is not that simple. How many souls do you have to kill to obtain such terrifying energy and blood?"

Just thinking about it made Beifeng's hair stand on end, and he didn't dare to think about it any more.

"Such a large amount of energy and blood, if the deity gets it, it is enough to refine the incomplete version of the immortal pill!"

At this time, Ku Rong's heart was also shaken, and his eyes were shining with splendor.

The so-called indestructible pill, one of the great pills of heaven and earth, can be indestructible if taken!
In the realm of rebirth from a drop of blood, it is immortal, but immortality is even more powerful!
Just being reborn in three realms with a drop of blood is already terrifying, not to mention the indestructible realm that is still on the body of the immortal!
Even the incomplete version of the Immortal Pill can create an incomplete version of the Immortal Realm!
With such an existence, even a star explosion can resist it with a physical body!
"It's just a pity that I am obviously not qualified to get this magic jar now."

Ku Rong sighed, a little hot-eyed, but other than that, there was no other way.

I am still too weak now, after seizing the house and rebuilding, my own strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and now, my background is almost exhausted.

Next, a huge amount of resources will be needed to restore his cultivation.

Before they are strong enough, they still need to be cautious, otherwise the old monsters in the Eternal Sky Sect cannot be resisted by the current self.

"boom!"

The pillar of Qi and blood that rushed up to the sky was pulled by the altar, fell directly from the sky, and poured all of it on the altar.

The brilliance of the five-color altar is introverted, like a greedy monster, devouring a large amount of blood continuously.

Streams of pure and majestic blood gushed out from the black clay pot. In a short period of time, the gushing blood was enough to fill a small lake!
"It's a waste, a waste of money."

Ku Rong watched the huge amount of blood being swallowed by the altar like this, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

But Beifeng was startled.

"Buzz!"

Every minute and every second, a large amount of blood is swallowed by the altar, and at this moment the altar seems to have reached saturation, no longer swallowing blood, circles of spatial fluctuations are transmitted from above the altar, spreading towards the surroundings, faintly a strange change Rising above the altar.

"town!"

After seeing that the altar no longer devoured Qi and blood, Zong Changye did not dare to neglect it. It was a huge burden for him to move the black clay pot, not to mention that the pot was too evil, even Zong Changye Some fear.

Now hook the black clay pot, pinch the seal with your hands, and directly suppress the pot.

"clang!"

The black pottery was blazing fiercely, trembling unceasingly, as if it was resisting, a black mist rose faintly, and two eyes appeared in the black mist!
"Quiet me up!"

Seeing this, Zong Changye felt like he was facing a great enemy, he directly protected Beifeng and the others, and then broke out with all his strength, a terrifying aura rose up, and the whole world's aura merged with Zong Changye, and an extremely terrifying force crushed down!
"Grumpy!"

Streams of blood gushed out from the magic jar, and the disgusting smell of blood overflowed.

The magic pot was wrapped in black mist, and two dark golden eyes with vertical pupils the size of a carriage looked at Zong Changye.

"Boom!"

The void shattered at this moment, and there was no loud sound, only Zong Changye's blow was about to be wiped out in front of the magic jar.

While the magic jar trembled, it seemed that a peerless monster appeared, and many stars fell!
"Gudong!"

Beifeng swallowed his saliva, this kind of power is too terrifying, as long as he pours out a little bit, he may fall down!
"It's just a dead thing, dare to be presumptuous!"

Zong Changye's face was gloomy, and he mobilized the power of the entire small world to bless himself and fight against the magic jar!
"Buzz!"

In the end, the magic jar slowly fell silent, and the pair of golden vertical pupils also dissipated in the black mist.

And above the five-color altar, a light gate slowly formed, exuding a strong aura!
This portal is hundreds of feet high, and there are two animal statues on both sides of the portal, inlaid on the left and right sides of the portal, as if guarding the gate.

This kind of gate is called the gate of the void, which is more advanced and stable than the teleportation array, and the existence above the non-broken star realm cannot be broken!
"You enter by yourself. Remember, there is only one day. No matter whether you find the item you want, you must return to the place you entered after one day, otherwise you will never come out again."

Zong Changye warned Beifeng and the others, but the figure disappeared, along with the magic jar in mid-air.

Presumably it was because of the mutation of the magic pot that Zong Changye left early.

Everyone firmly remembered that this was related to their own lives, so they dared not delay.

"Everyone, take the next step first."

Ku Rong spoke, with an extremely vicissitudes of voice, nodded to Bei Feng and the others, and then stepped into it.

And Beifeng and others also entered it one after another, leaving a huge portal standing on the top of the mountain.

"Eight Patriarch, this magic pot is becoming more and more unstable, and with my strength, I almost failed to suppress it."

Inside the Demon Locking Tower, Zong Changye was talking to an old man.

"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other. This magic pot is the property of the ancestor. It was probably weaker than the Demon Locking Tower in its heyday. After such a long time, it swallowed countless blood, and naturally began to recover little by little."

The Eighth Patriarch said in a deep voice, looking at the magic pot with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"It's really that this magic jar is too dangerous, it's better to put it in the demon lock tower to suppress it."

Zong Changye suggested that this magic jar is a ticking time bomb, and it may backfire at any time.

"Now is the time when my Eternal Heavenly Sect is in the midst of wind and rain. Coming to this world is an opportunity, but it is also dangerous. The three clans are about to break out in a war, and the power of the Demon Locking Tower cannot be moved rashly until the sect is alive and dead. This is the legend of the ancestors. The iron law under the law, even if you want to seal this magic jar, you have to wait for the sect to survive this calamity before discussing it. As for this magic jar, just leave it with me. I will wait for you. I can't turn the waves."

The voice of the Eighth Patriarch seemed far away but seemed near, as if it came from nine heavens above, and it was extremely majestic.

"Since this is the case, please be more careful, ancestors."

Zong Changye nodded, then put down the jar, and his figure gradually turned into the aura of heaven and earth, and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)