Master of Shu Mountain

Chapter 148 The Bloody Altar on the Divine Peak

The ring-shaped giant ridge is sunken inward, about one kilometer in height, and about a hundred feet inward.

Moreover, there is a strange gravity on the divine peak. It is clearly upright, but people standing on the steep wall of the divine peak feel like they are standing on flat ground and can walk freely, as if there is gravity inside the divine peak. A large number of spirits are coming from all directions, along the straight path. The cliff climbs up.

It sounds unbelievable, but it is the truth, this is how this Shenfeng Tianzhu feels to him.

I don't know how long it took to fly upwards, passing through layers of light bands surrounding the Shenfeng Peak, and the ten thousand zhang rays of light shot out all over the Shenfeng Peak. These rays of light are leftover magical powers, and once someone touches them, they will explode and produce terrifying power.

Then he saw a huge monster bird of over a hundred levels flying not far from them, and suddenly exploded when it passed a rainbow of seven colors. The terrifying energy fluctuations swept across the surface of Shenfeng in a ring, and they were affected by surprise. The person was a little far away from the surface of the Shenfeng Mountain and was swept away by the Xiaguang, and he and his treasure were smashed to pieces on the spot.

As one goes up, more and more magical rays of light remain on the surface of Shenfeng Peak, and from time to time, magical powers burst out, and their power is earth-shattering.

In this dangerous place, human beings and spirit monsters are not in the mood to fight. Both sides go their own way. Ye Qing leads the team away from the monsters rushing up. As for the other player teams, they are in other directions of Shenfeng. In every corner of Shenfeng, there are spooky players rushing up and flying.

Just like this, it traveled up for three days and two nights, and flew at an altitude of about [-] kilometers, and finally came to the end of Shenfeng, a huge truncated plane, just like the mountain peak was truncated in the middle.

On the platform on the top of Shenfeng Peak, there is a huge altar with a radius of thousands of kilometers. The rough altar is covered with rune lines like a big river. The half-frozen blood on it is slowly flowing, and there is a rough and long-lasting atmosphere full of vicissitudes. Come on.

Inside the altar, there was a 'thump' heartbeat every minute, and Ye Qing's heart beat accordingly.

He didn't know if he was the only one who could hear the heartbeat, and he didn't know what other people heard, but he was sure of one thing, there must be a treasure in this altar, but he didn't know what it was.

On the altar, the giant eagle king was hovering on the top of the altar, and a large number of spirits and monsters who had climbed from the mountain to the top of the mountain rushed towards the altar like a tide, while the giant eagle king kept waving its wings, blowing up countless black winds. The blade strangled the spirits one by one, and it was preventing them from entering the altar.

And after these monsters came to the top of the Shenfeng Peak, they seemed to be affected by the mysterious atmosphere in the void, and they were no longer under the control of the Giant Eagle King, so they dared to fight back and attack the Giant Eagle King.

One after another, the monsters attacked the Giant Eagle King unknowingly. They were strangled to death by the wind blade, and their corpses fell on the altar. The blood from all over their bodies was drawn out by a mysterious force, blended into the altar, and soaked into the stone like a sponge absorbing water. In the altar, the bright red rune lines began to become more bright red and wetter, as if replenished with fresh blood, the half-frozen blood began to flow slowly, exuding a bewitching red color.

At this time, a team member behind Ye Qing suddenly rushed out and flew towards the altar. Before he could react, another group rushed out without saying a word. He immediately turned around and saw that the faces of all the subordinates behind him were as red as blood, and there were tears in their eyes. The red light was shining, and the expression seemed to be extremely excited. The weaker the strength, the more obvious the reaction. In just a while, more than a dozen people rushed out, and it was useless for him to stop loudly.

These people rushed towards the altar, and as soon as they entered the range of the altar, they began to frantically kill the surrounding spirits and monsters, killing everyone they saw, even their own people, as if losing their minds.

On the altar, in addition to the Giant Eagle King, there were seven Sanxians who were crazily killing each other, including Uncle Li who had left earlier. He also failed to stay awake and fell into a state of madness. The fighting power of Li Shu was astonishing. When Uncle Li raised his sword, a thousand-foot sword peak swept across. A large number of ghosts were split into two, stumps and broken arms flew, and blood flowed like a river.

Ye Qing had an illusion, it seemed that after Uncle Li killed a large group of monsters, the power of his next sword increased a bit.

"Qing, I feel weird here, I think we need to retreat first!"

Mu Xintong's face is also ruddy and extremely charming, but her strength is not bad, and she can barely maintain a semblance of reason, but it seems that she can't last long.

The same is true for everyone else, and within a short while, dozens of people lost control and left the team to rush towards the altar. Ye Qing knew that he couldn't wait any longer, without saying a word, he turned his head and shouted:
"Retreat now!"

The remaining people immediately split into two, and retreated rationally, losing control and ignoring his orders and rushing towards the altar.

He also retreated, but he retreated less than ten feet, and his girlfriend exclaimed:

"No, I won't be able to hold on as the strength increases."

As soon as he finished speaking, less than a hundred people around him lost control of their bodies and flew towards the altar, including Mu Xintong, leaving only Ye Qing unresponsive.

It's strange to say that everyone was affected by the altar when they saw the mysterious altar on the top of the mountain, and it was difficult to control themselves. Affected, but as far as he didn't respond, it was a very strange thing.

It's just that he doesn't know what's going on, he only knows that he is not affected, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he is attracted to the altar and dies there. He doesn't want to know the consequences, he just knows that he can't let his girlfriend die there.

Decisively raising his hand and pressing it, Hung Dong Qi's big grappling hand formed, grabbing his girlfriend, and she didn't go beyond his expectations. A red bell flew out from above her head. In a flash, there was a crisp ringing and a red ring. It flew out from the bell and exploded in the grasping hand.

Mu Xintong's bell magic weapon was of extremely high quality, it should be a sixth-level magic weapon. She kept shaking it in her hand, and circles of red rings exploded in the big hand of vitality, but failed to explode the big grasping hand with a strength of [-].

Ye Qing's muddled hole is derived from the third level of the supreme Taoist method, and now his mixed hole good fortune has reached [-] levels, and the total bonus of the Taoist method is [-]. In addition, he has The strength of nearly [-], and the strength of nearly [-] are absolutely difficult to stop without a high-level magic weapon.

Mu Xintong didn't have a high-level magic weapon, even with the constant impact of the bell, he couldn't explode his big grasping hand, so he forcibly captured it and grabbed it to the edge of Shenfeng Peak.

Something magical happened. As soon as she left the Shenfeng platform, she immediately regained consciousness. As soon as she woke up, she slapped her high chest and was filled with fear:
"Qing, what are they going to do?"

She was referring to the others who had rushed to the altar.

Ye Qing had already controlled his grasping hand to grab at the crowd:

"I'll try and save as much as I can."

There are only a limited number of people that the big hand of capture can capture. When more people are captured, everyone will resist. No matter how strong the big hand of vitality is, it cannot withstand it. Instead of being scattered by many people, it is better to save only a few important people. There is nothing he can do. .

Few of the entire guild can break his big hand alone, so he can only choose to rescue him. A few high-level guild leaders, Huang Ming, Li Xin, Yu Cheng and others, and the deputy master Qing Hong are extremely powerful and are already in the process of refining Qi. At the pinnacle, he can definitely smash through the big hands, but he dare not save them.

Uncle Li's disciple, Linghu, is powerful. A pair of flying swords with more than ten feet of light criss-cross back and forth, with astonishing lethality. Ye Qing grabbed her and dragged her back forcibly. He had no choice but to flash to her in person, kick her away with one foot on her towering chest, flash three times in a row, and forcibly knock her out from the top platform of Shenfeng Peak.

She woke up as soon as she left the platform, looked down at the footprints on the skirt on her chest, and stared at him through gritted teeth.

Ye Qing didn't dare to look at him at all, and flew to the platform without saying a word:
"Don't come up, I'll go and have a look."

Without a grabbing hand, other people can't be rescued. He has no other way, but he can go to the altar to see what the altar is, and why it makes people lose their minds and control their bodies. He still wants to know , why this mysterious power is not effective for him alone.

Now he can be sure that this altar must have some kind of connection with him, but he doesn't know what aspect of him makes him immune to this mysterious power.

Blood flowed on the altar, and broken limbs and pieces of flesh were everywhere. The flesh and blood fell on the altar and was slowly absorbed. When they came up, hundreds of thousands of spirits had poured into the altar. Ninety-nine percent of them were dead, but There were not that many corpses on it. When he flew to the edge of the altar, he saw the remaining limbs melting into the altar and disappearing. It looked extremely weird.

Arriving at the edge of the altar, Ye Qing didn't dare to go up to the altar, the surroundings were full of crazily killing humans and spirits, every second there was death.

Suddenly, a black monster bird with a big mouth was punched by a giant ape, and it slanted in front of him in the air, opened its big mouth and sucked fiercely, a strong attraction wanted to suck Ye Qing into the mouth, he Raised the sword with the backhand and swept across, the sword light flashed, the toucan's neck was cut open, and the bulging mouth immediately leaked air and shrunk.

Ye Qing killed him with another sword, a warm current flowed into his body, and he was surprised to feel that his physique and strength had increased a little.

"No wonder!"

He suddenly realized, he was surprised and happy in his heart, and finally knew why everyone was killing like crazy, why Uncle Li's sword light became more and more terrifying, and the Giant Eagle King was getting bigger and bigger. Every time an opponent is killed above, a part of the opponent's power will be obtained, which can be superimposed infinitely until the critical value of the next catastrophe is reached.

For example, Ye Qing, if he keeps killing, his power will continue to superimpose, and finally reach the limit that his soul strength can hold. If Uncle Li kills like this, he will eventually superimpose to the limit that his soul strength can hold.

(End of this chapter)