I have a hundred thousand times talent

In this way, the deployment of the major forces for the trip to the dark crack has changed.

Jin must still have to go in. According to the information obtained so far, the appearance of this dark world is a great opportunity.

Those mysterious palaces, peach groves full of fairy peaches, and a large number of ancient ruins... These are all tangible benefits, enough to make them red-eyed.

It's just that how to enter and how to arrange after entering still have to be carefully considered.

It is better to have a large number of strong people stationed there, and those who are not prepared will not dare to send the elites of the clan rashly.

If they are found by the Chou family, one side has Wu Zun, and the other side doesn't... Isn't that similar to delivering food?

They began to operate their own connections, trying to get the alliance forces who had stationed strong men in the dark world in advance to protect their family members.

Of course, the exchange of benefits will not be repeated here.

After Qin Yu read the information, he thought about it for a while, and then ignored it.

As far as the current situation is concerned, there is still some time before the ruins of the dark world are unsealed, and now they can only wait in a hurry.

It's better to deal with the matter in front of you first!

Thinking of this, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Liang Qiu, come with me!"

……

Beichen Daoyu, Fengleizong.

At this time, the Fenglei Sect was no longer peaceful as before, and everyone was full of murderous aura.

The patrolling disciples who came and went were fully equipped, and their eyes were fixed on the surrounding mountain mist, as if they were afraid that some great horror would rush out of it.

The hall, which was brightly lit in the past, is now empty, except for a blank floor tile in the center of the hall, which is vaguely different from the surrounding ones.

Under the earth, three thousand feet away, there is an incomparably magnificent altar.

The altar has not yet been completed, and a large number of coolies are running back and forth, moving huge stones and carving details.

The altar is circular, with a stone bridge leading to the edge in each of the four directions.

Below, is a scarlet abyss like blood.

Standing on the edge of the altar and looking down, it seems that you can faintly hear the sound of magic, there seems to be ghosts entangled in front of you, and the decayed bones of the flesh are beckoning...

Like a nightmare!

If you look carefully, you will find that there is an extremely huge underground space under the altar on the surface and above the scarlet abyss.

This underground space is extremely vast, like a huge palace.

It's just that the furnishings in it are extremely simple: a pool of blood that looks like boiling, surrounded by twelve huge strange stone statues, the stone statues are connected by iron cables, surrounding the pool of blood.

One after another silhouettes descended from the altar above, dragged or carried behind them, and brought in huge corpses of ferocious beasts.

They gutted the beast and threw it into the boiling pool.

The bubbling pool of blood was like a gluttonous mouth, which completely devoured the bones of the beast in just a few breaths, leaving no bones left.

Only the color of blood became more intense.

"How long will it take to finish?" In the corner, two figures stood side by side, looking at the busy people and the huge unfinished altar in front of them, frowning and discussing.

"Soon...the last batch of nourishment is on the way, once it is put in, the first blood exchange can begin!" The person who answered was covered in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Only two scarlet rays of panic can be vaguely seen from the hood.

His figure was hoarse, and his tone was full of indifference, but the words he said caused great fluctuations in the mood of the people around him.

"Can you guarantee... that you will be successful?" Murong He asked in a deep voice, with a hint of hope in his words.

As soon as the words came out, the black-robed man didn't respond, but just sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong He frowned.

"Laugh at your behavior at this time, just like a woman who waits for her lover to lift the red hijab on the wedding night..."

"..." Murong He frowned, and snorted lightly, but didn't say anything, as if he had already gotten used to the words of the person in front of him.

Finally, the man in black robe answered him: "No one can guarantee success, the success rate I can promise is only [-]%!"

"Seventy percent?" Murong He said in surprise, "So low?"

"Low?" The black-robed man seemed to have heard some joke, turned to look at him, and said grimly: "Do you know how many people our clan has killed overtly and secretly in the past million years for this [-]% success rate? "

After the words fell, bursts of cries like night owls resounded in the body of the black-robed man.

Murong He looked intently, looking directly at the scarlet eyes in his robe, his hands and feet were suddenly cold.

He saw a mountain of corpses, blood rushing like a long river, unjust souls and resentful spirits swept in, and the black and red aura that covered the sky was shocking.

Hundreds of millions of creatures died at the hands of the black-robed man in front of him!

Swish!

The man in black looked away, and the vision disappeared.

Murong He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the former with more apprehension.

"Don't be afraid... I am not a person who kills indiscriminately!" The black-robed man suddenly said softly, with a somewhat gratifying smile in his words: "A race needs to pay a price to advance! And this price is often life! "

"Fortunately, their sacrifices were not in vain! At least, our failure rate is getting lower and lower... Sooner or later, we will be able to achieve [-]% success!"

"We use their bones to pave the way for the future of the human race to reach the peak... I think they will be very pleased if they know something!"

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Murong He's eyes twitched slightly, and he secretly cursed a lunatic!

This guy is a complete lunatic, not only him, but the entire group behind him... are all lunatics!

For an illusory human race's perfect bloodline plan, he secretly manipulated large and small forces in the heavens, slaughtered a large number of human monks for them, and used blood and bones for experiments.

The blood in their hands these years is enough to shock the entire heaven!

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Chapter 2 Seventeen: Die for the Son of God!

Take the blood of all races in the heavens and blend them with the blood of the human race, and find the formula that is most suitable for blending into the blood of the human race... This is a bloody road, paved with bones!

You can see the sea of ​​corpses and blood in his eyes just now!

Murong He couldn't help regretting that he had followed their tricks back then, and now he was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

But now, the situation is pressing, and they have no turning back. He can only hope that the black-robed man's plan is really as smooth as he said.

Otherwise, they can only die!

Once the matter is exposed, there will be no place for them in the entire heaven.

"Hey, that's right..." The man in black suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said, "How is the only seedling of your Fenglei sect injured?"

Thinking of Murong Bai's current situation, the black-robed man's playful tone sounded in his ears again, as if gloating at his misfortune!

Murong He felt a sudden pain in his heart, and said with a livid face, "I don't need you to worry about this!"

Hearing the words, the man in black didn't take it seriously and said, "What you said, we have cooperated for many years, and we can be considered acquaintances without friendship..."

"They're not fools, why bother to fool people with these false words?" Murong He sneered, "If you really have such intentions, why didn't you come forward when the people from the Qin clan arrived today?"

"Don't forget, the whole clan of Tianbei City Lord's Mansion was slaughtered back then, but it was done by you!"

It turned out that when the black-robed man used Murong Bai's hand to travel in the Beichen Dao domain, he used various reasons to destroy the aristocratic family.

Using the image of Murong Bai's playboy as a cover, he secretly collected human bones to carry out his own plan.

In Tianbei City, the Liangqiu clan was just one of those who were murdered by him.

The kidnapping of Liang Qiu's sister, Liang Zhu, was not their main purpose in the first place, it could only be regarded as...an unexpected spoil, and it was also a reason to show it to the world.

Hearing the obvious resentment in the words, the man in black laughed and said, "Why get angry? We have a special status, and it's really not suitable to appear in front of them right now!"

"But that day won't be very far away... After this plan is successful, all the humiliation we have suffered today can be returned to the Qin family ten times and a hundred times!"

As soon as these words came out, Murong He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had seen that scene in advance, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"You haven't told me yet, how is Murong Bai's injury?" Seeing that Murong He's mood improved, the man in black asked again.

Hearing that the man in black kept paying attention to this issue again and again, Murong He couldn't help asking suspiciously: "What are you planning?"

"Look at what you said, we've known each other for so many years, we're not friends... we're acquaintances, right? And that kid has helped us a lot in the past few years, so we should be concerned!" said the man in black.

There seemed to be no flaws in what he said, but Murong and Nengxin, who had dealt with him for many years, could be blamed.

It's just that Murong Bai's injury is really not a confidential matter, so he just said: "The meridians all over his body are blocked, and he can't use his divine power. We plan to shatter his meridians and recast them!"

Shattered and recast?

Hearing the words, the man in black couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and said: "It seems that his problem is really serious to force you to use such a stupid method!"

"Are you gloating?" Murong He frowned.

"Of course not..." The man in black waved his hand and said, "It's just that breaking the meridian needs to endure extremely severe pain. That kid has never suffered since he was a child, so you are not afraid that he will die from the pain directly?"

Muronghe didn't know about this problem, it's just that they couldn't think of any other way now.

"The supernatural power left by that godson of the Qin clan in Bai'er's body is too weird, we have no other way to do it!" Murong He sighed slightly, feeling stunned in his heart.

Once upon a time, the methods of a junior could make him feel so melancholy and headache.

Hearing the words of God Son of the Qin Clan, the scarlet eyes of the man in black flickered, and he said, "Perhaps, I have a solution to your problems!"

……

Fengming Mountain, the residence of Emperor Qin.

Inside the side hall, Qin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and the maids and attendants beside him hurried past with a large number of extremely precious medicinal materials in their hands.

In the center of the side hall, a huge wooden barrel is very eye-catching. The whole body of the wooden barrel is made of ten thousand-year-old iron trees, and hundreds of fine runes are engraved around it. Qin Yu also carved a few reinforcement formations with his own hands.

Make sure it's solid!

At this moment, the wooden barrel is already filled with half of the hot milky white liquid, which is bubbling hot steam.

Severe high temperature emanated from it, and the temperature in the entire side hall couldn't help but rise by a few points.

Looking at this scene, Liang Qiu couldn't help feeling suspicious, and didn't know what Qin Yu was going to do.

It's just that Qin Yu didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to ask, so he quietly stood aside.

"I hope you won't disappoint me in the future."

At this moment, Qin Yu's eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly spoke.

Liang Qiu's heart tightened, and he quickly spoke, extremely serious: "In this life, Liang Qiu will die for the Son of God!"

"Go in."

"Huh?" Liang Qiu was taken aback, pointed at the barrel and said, "Go in here?"

Qin Yu nodded and said, "Hurry up, before the effect of this medicine fades, just sit in it!"

Hearing this, Liang Qiu no longer hesitated, took off his robe, and went in directly.

"You may not be able to understand what I'm going to do next, but you must remember that you must not have the slightest intention of resistance in your heart, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted!"

"Son of God, please feel free to act!" Liang Qiu took a deep breath and said seriously.

Seeing this, Qin Yu nodded and said: "When I do it later, the turbidity will most likely fall into a riot and erode your body crazily. You need a fresh, huge force of blood to attract the turbidity. Bait, make sure it doesn't hurt your origin!"

"I see that the energy in your body is heterogeneous. Although you have no divine power, there is an unusually ancient energy remaining in your limbs and bones, constantly providing nourishment for your physical body, so that your body can continue to be strong."

"Come to think of it, this is the remaining medicinal effect of the Great Desolation Heart Fruit you took back then!"

"Today, I will use the elixir as a guide to fully stimulate the medicinal effect of the Great Desolation Heart Fruit in your body, and help you survive this calamity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the precious medicinal materials held by the maid beside him fell into the wooden barrel like raindrops.

Some kind of red light flickered, and invisible flames surrounded the barrel tightly.

People outside couldn't feel the slightest warmth, but Liang Qiu, who was inside the wooden barrel, felt deeply engulfed by the flames at this moment, and it was extremely painful.

When the spirit was in trouble, the turbid air suddenly swarmed out like a wild horse, and the black air covered the entire hall in front of him in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, streams of cool air rushed out of his body like death squads, frantically blocking in front of the turbid air, allowing it to be devoured.

It was the residual medicinal effect of the Dahuang Heart Fruit that had been hidden in Liang Qiu's body for many years.