Almighty

This is an underground palace full of endless majesty, and every palace is filled with horror, like the palace of the gods.

There is no daylight in this world, and it is extremely gloomy inside, and the air is filled with cold waves, which is a bit scary.

Yang Tian's body appeared here, and the scene in front of him was a little shocked. I don't know how big this underground palace is. The demons can build this place, and the resources it costs are estimated to be terrifying.

The underground palace is incomparable at a glance, the black clouds in the void are hazy, and some palaces exude a monstrous atmosphere, and there are powerful people sitting in it.

"Respectfully welcome the second goddess!" Seeing the woman, some old people guarding the gate court all knelt to greet them, respectfully.

In the demons, the status of **** children and goddess is very high, these people are flowing with blood, so they are all big figures of the demons.

Yang Tian nodded slightly with a satisfied look, glanced at a few powerful demons, turned around and left.

As he scanned the surroundings, Yang Tian's mind was tense. This is Longtan Tiger's Den, and if he is sloppy, he will be shaken and killed.

There are some demon people from the past, but they are very afraid of this person who is tightly wrapped in black robe, and some people even hide far away.

"I hope I won't be discovered by some old monsters." Yang Tian walked inside facing the scalp. Although his clone technique was perfect, the habits of the demons were still unclear after all. If asked, they would definitely be exposed.

He walked for a while, frowning slightly, he noticed a very tragic breath, and the grievance was very serious.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yang Tian's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and a terrifying picture was happening in front of him.

In front of it was an altar, with blood-red glows shining, revealing bloodthirsty waves. The altar was almost ten feet high, and the rocks exuded blood glows, like pouring blood.

The sky above the altar is a monstrous **** vortex, and there are illusory human heads floating out of it, sending out endless resentments, and the evil aura is strange.

This whirlpool kept dripping fresh blood, and after a while, the blood-colored altar increased a little, a very terrifying scene, Yang Tian couldn't help but shiver.

Some demon characters around, holding a jade bottle in their hands, poured blood into the whirlpool, thereby enhancing the power of the altar.

"What are they doing?" Yang Tian's eyes squeezed together. There was blood in it. How much blood would it take to cast that terrifying vortex?

The illusory human head is naturally the spirit of the strong floating, uttering an unwilling roar, resentment is very terrible.

"Are they using the blood of a strong human being to make an altar?" Yang Tian clenched his fist, and a powerful anger began to whirl in his heart.

I don't know how much blood was used to make a ten-foot-high altar. What are they going to do?

"Uncle Xiao, what is this? Is the blood altar?" Yang Tian couldn't help but wake up Yang Xiao's spirit to take a look.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao's spirit power quietly poured out a trace. When he saw this **** altar, his face changed drastically, and he lost his voice: "This is the **** altar!"

"What's the use of this altar?" Yang Tian couldn't help asking when seeing Yang Xiao's gaffe.

"I've seen this altar a hundred feet high before. The Demon Race used the blood **** altar to summon a terrifying strong man. It is said to be the will of the blood **** in the ancient era, very powerful!"

"Can you summon a god?" Yang Tian's eyes widened, and this thing was so tough that it could summon a god.

"To make a blood demon altar requires the slaughter of 10 million creatures!" Yang Xiao's face sank, this method is too evil, it is tantamount to sacrifice.

Yang Tian's heart couldn't help but twitch. Ten million creatures are equal to the number of a big city. Are they not afraid of being condemned?

"This altar is not only an altar for the blood god, but also an altar for slaughter. It is an altar used by demons to harm living things." Yang Xiao sighed.

"These **** demons, although this altar is only ten feet, but I don't know how many creatures have been killed." Yang Tian Shen shouted.

"Hundreds of feet is not the most terrifying. In ancient times, they cast a thousand feet of blood **** altar, it is said that the blood **** has manifested in the world." Yang Xiao muttered.

It was a terrible world. The demons slaughtered all spirits, and the great sects outside the territories trembled. Regardless of the terrible calamity, even the great sects outside the territories were terrible.

Hearing Yang Xiao's murmur, Yang Tian understood that the blood sea of ​​ten thousand demons he saw was only for pediatrics, and the blood **** altar of thousands of feet needed hundreds of millions of creatures to build, which would cause boundless killing.

"Step into Xeon, suppress these damned demons in one space, and never be born!" Yang Tian yelled in his heart, and then he realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.

A little emperor dared to make such a sound. Although the courage was commendable, it was still more difficult than stepping into the strongest.

According to Kistler, the Primordial Demon Race was born in his time, and it has continued to the present. With the strength of the chaotic world, the strong within their clan can be seen how strong they are.

Not to mention the existence of the demon Lord, the Supreme White Clothes can not completely kill those gods and demons, let alone the Demon Lord, it is estimated that He Zhizun is at the same level.

While Yang Tian was observing, a cold stare locked on his body.

Perceiving this gaze, Yang Tian frowned. His eyes followed this divine light and fell on a young man. When he saw his appearance, a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

This is the body of the **** and demon. When Yang Tian was in the Li family land, this person attacked strongly, and Yang Tian was hit hard. Later, he almost killed Yun'er in the Taoist Mountain.

"Hmph, the emperor level, don't let me catch you!" Perceiving the cultivation of the gods and demons' body, Yang Tian's eyes shot out a cold divine glory.

When he was about to turn around and leave, Yang Tian's eyes suddenly shrank. When he saw the woman, his face sank.

"Li Qingxue!" Yang Tian sighed in his heart. He was very surprised that this woman who looked like a demon girl turned out to be Li Qingxue. She was not dead?

"Isn't her Dao Xin broken at the time? I didn't expect that she hadn't died yet, but her cultivation base had stepped into power." Perceiving her cultivation base, Yang Tian snorted in his heart.

Li Qingxue was indeed crazy at first, but was taken away by the body of the gods and demons.

"If you know now, why did you do this back then?" Yang Tian sighed inwardly when she saw her now.

Her former Dao Xin was to become a high goddess, but now she is reduced to a demon's plaything, it is really not as good as heaven.

"It seems that Li Yulan shouldn't have died yet. After all, there is blood flowing in his body." After touching his nose, Yang Tian turned and walked.

According to the memory that Yang Xiao had just received, the palace of this demons was in the depths, and it was possible that Yun'er's yin source was hidden inside.

As he walked inward, many altars occurred in Yang Tian, ​​until the moment when a hundred meters of altar occurred, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"It seems that they have been planning for a long time." He squeezed his fists, and his eyes fell on a towering palace with the words Two Goddess engraved on the door plaque.

Looking around, you can see two servants standing on the left and right, obviously looking at the door.

A man in a black robe came over, and when he noticed the breath, both servants were standing on their knees.

Nodding slightly, Yang Tian stepped in and entered the gate. This is a very vast palace with many small gates.

"An immortal old monster, the collection is probably very rich." A smile appeared in his eyes, and Yang Tian swaggered to the secret room.