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The previous gate leading to the cemetery of the gods suddenly changed. It was too sudden, and they didn't even react. Moreover, they were too powerful, and they were sucked in without a trace of resistance.

They were fine with it themselves. After entering, although they felt the great danger, they were most worried about the back soil.

Houtu is not like them. He has a complete body of ancestral witches and peak strength. Houtu is only in the state of a true spirit now!

"Little sister?"

Seeing the situation in Houtu, all the ancestor witches couldn't help but screamed in surprise.

As far as the eye can see, Houtu's body is surrounded by countless terrifying black qi at this time, suppressing him on the ground, it seems that the situation is very bad, but the collapse of the true spirit on his body is also suppressed by those black qi, There is no more golden light flying away from the true spirit.

"???"

"!!!"

While the ancestor witches were astonished, Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that this place is no less than samsara. Although it is weird, these dead breaths also have the effect of the power of samsara. The situation of my little sister has stabilized." Di Jiang breathed out, observed carefully for a while, and said .

"It's not that it's not inferior to reincarnation, it's stronger than reincarnation!" She Bishi corrected with serious eyes.

He is the ancestral witch of poison, inclined to the law of yin, and is most familiar with the gloomy power.

Coming to the cemetery of the gods, he felt stronger than other ancestor witches.

"Here..." He glanced slowly towards the cemetery of the gods, and said in a deep voice, "It's very dangerous!"

He stretched out his arm, and there was black air in his hand. He stared at it for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his finger, and swiped at his arm.

Whoa!

The arm was cut open, and cold red blood flowed out from it, just looking at it gave people an extremely cold feeling.

Before the blood hit the ground, it immediately turned into blood-red ice cubes, which fell to the ground and rolled continuously.

Look carefully, there are streaks of black air in the blood-colored ice.

That black energy is not the extravagant poison attribute power, but the dead energy of this world.

All the ancestor witches were not simple people, so they naturally saw the truth, and their complexions changed drastically.

"We have already been recruited?" Zhu Rong immediately checked himself, but he didn't find it at first, but after a closer look, he immediately saw that in his body, under the blood flowing, there were traces of blood in his skin, flesh and blood. A faint black air flowed.

The black air flowed with a yin chill, which made the scorching blood turn cold, and their bodies became cold, and it was precisely because of this.

"Hi~"

Soon, a series of gasps sounded.

"When?" You Zuwu asked in surprise.

Their bodies have been eroded and changed by these black qi without knowing it, and, in this short period of time, they have been eroded by almost [-]% of it.

How long has it been!

It is foreseeable that if they stay here for a long time, they may be completely eroded.

"This black air... no, dead air, so strong!" Zhu Rong's eyes widened, like a copper bell, and he exclaimed in shock.

You know, they are ancestral witches, known for their physical strength in the prehistoric, and he is also the ancestral witch of fire, who was also turned cold by him. effect!

The most important thing is that during this process, they didn't even have the slightest resistance, and they didn't even have much induction.

Such a huge change happened to them, and they would think it was normal, and if it wasn't for the action of Xi Bishi, they would not have thought about it!

You know, usually even if a root of grass falls on their bodies, they will have a reaction, but now, such a change... there is no such thing!

Zhu Jiuyin mobilized the law of time to check the time of this world and what happened in the past.

wow~

In front of him, a small wave appeared and disappeared instantly.

Zhu Jiuyin was surprised and dignified: "This world has the law of time, but it is extremely powerful, far beyond imagination, and I cannot induce it."

Originally, he was supposed to connect a long river of time, but with all his strength, it turned out to be just a small wave that disappeared in an instant!

He had tried his best to estimate the power of the cemetery of the gods in his heart, but at this moment, he realized that he still underestimated... and it was far underestimated!

"Xuan Ming, didn't you say that in this world, there is still a terrifying old man and young girl?" Di Jiang asked Xuan Ming.

Xuan Ming was looking at the changes in herself in astonishment. When she came in, she didn't seem to have experienced all this. Although it felt horrible, it didn't happen like this.

It was also the first time for her to be eroded and contaminated by other forces.

"Yes, but..." Xuan Ming tried his best to open his eyes wide, looking at the world of the cemetery of the gods, looking for familiar figures, but what he saw was a vast expanse, except for the endless cemetery, there were no figures.

Moreover, with her hard work, she could only see the situation within ten miles, and she couldn't see it any further.

You know, in the prehistoric world, she can see hundreds of millions of light years at a glance... Here, it's only ten miles away!

"They... don't seem to be there?"

Xuan Ming said something, and then a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said it unconsciously: "The last time I came, there was no such change, this time...couldn't it be because they weren't here?"

Hearing Xuan Ming's guess, Di Jiang and the others looked at each other and nodded, "It should be like this!"

Earlier, Xuan Ming told all the details of his experience in the cemetery of the gods.

There is no information about the current situation... I thought she had forgotten it before, but now it looks like she didn't experience this last time.

"This place is really terrifying. It is worthy of being the place where the gods are buried." Zhu Jiuyin said slowly: "The old man and the girl are more terrifying than we imagined."

"Xuan Ming, the last time you came in, you didn't encounter all this, it should be their existence that suppressed everything."

"Now that they are not here, the tomb of the gods has truly shown its horror!"

Saying that, Zhu Jiuyin smiled bitterly, feeling the long-lost powerlessness.

Although they found themselves invaded by that dead energy, they couldn't stop it with all their strength. Their strength, under that dead energy, was as fragile as air and had no effect at all.

Every time here, the body is constantly being eroded... You know, they are the ancestor witches who are famous for their physical strength. Even here, they behave like this. If it is replaced by other creatures, I am afraid It can be completely eroded in an instant.

He didn't know what kind of changes would happen if the body was completely eroded... But, as you can know, it would definitely not be a good change!

"Okay, here we come...The situation is not right now."

Di Jiang thought for a while, and said in a concentrated voice: "Although the situation of the little sister has been suppressed, we still have to find a way to save her."

Originally, his purpose was to maintain Houtu's situation, to keep her true spirit from drifting away.

Unexpectedly, after coming here, they didn't need to do anything. The true spirit of Houtu collapsed and was naturally suppressed.

As a result, he also had a bigger idea and was full of confidence.

"It's really strong here... the people lying under those tombstones are really like saints."

It turned out that he was still somewhat skeptical, not because he didn't believe in Xuanming, but... he was comparable to a saint, how could a saint be so easy to achieve?

Comparable to a saint, one is enough, so many... No matter who says it, it seems so false!

But after coming here and personally feeling the power of the cemetery of the gods, he immediately believed it.

After they experienced the dark trial field, their strength had already reached the limit below that of a saint. As such, they were unable to resist the death energy of this world in the slightest.

The death energy is condensed after the death of the gods. If it is not for the death of a saint-like existence, how can such a powerful death energy be condensed?

"Xuanming, pass on the method of sacrifice to me." With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Di Jiang said to Xuanming.

Xuan Ming nodded, walked a few steps, came to Di Jiang, put his cold finger on the center of Di Jiang's eyebrows, and passed the sacrificial method to him.

The cemetery of the gods in a complete state is terrifying. Her own power is so suppressed that she can hardly break out of her body. Only in this way can the information be transmitted.

Di Jiang closed his eyes, and after watching carefully, he opened his eyes with a firm expression.

Using the palm of his hand as a knife, he slashed open his chest, and cold red blood flew out of it. When it was about to fall, it was held up by a strange force and suspended in mid-air.

"I, Emperor Jiang, in the name of the descendants of Pangu's father god, use my own blood to sacrifice to the gods..."

boom!

As soon as the words came out, the originally peaceful cemetery of the gods suddenly rioted, and countless figures came out of the cemetery. The aura was overwhelming and terrifying, and the whole body was covered in black mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

The ancestor witches instantly felt a powerful force appearing, and they couldn't raise their heads under the pressure.

The sky...it got dark in an instant!

Terrifying auras and auras appeared continuously, and one after another ferocious and powerful figures emerged from the tomb, all walking over together.

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boom!

Suddenly there was a wind, and the pitch-black wind, accompanied by endless terrifying figures, emerged from the world out of thin air. It was gloomy and icy cold, making the body stiff and the heart cold at the same time.

"Jie Jie~"

"Hehe~"

Countless strange laughter suddenly appeared, the voice was sharp, hoarse, with strong malice, and the listeners felt very uncomfortable.

The body trembled, and raised lines suddenly appeared under the skin, as if some living things were swimming among them.

The hearts of the ancestor witches were cold, and they were surrounded by thick malice. They felt great terror, and a sense of ominousness suddenly appeared in their hearts!

"wrong!"

Xuanming's complexion changed, and he said in shock: "It wasn't like this last time, this situation is wrong...not right!"

She remembered that although the gods were violent and ferocious last time, they were ferocious and violent within a limited range. They looked extremely fierce, but in fact, they were still very good!

good?

It seems that this word cannot be used to describe these dead gods, but compared to the current gods, the previous gods can indeed be described by the word good!

Xuanming knew it was wrong, so she raised her head vigorously, trying to see something clearly, but the huge pressure and malice formed a huge force, pressing her body, making it impossible for her to raise her head at all, but her body was still gradually falling.

puff~

puff~

There was a constant sound in the ear, like the sound of something being scratched.

Xuan Ming's face was twisted, and he knew what it was without looking.

The black wind howled, like a wind knife, falling on the bodies of the ancestor witches, and immediately cut a series of wounds, and endless dark red and cold blood flew out of the wounds.

Zuwu's body is comparable to that of an innate spirit treasure. Under these wind knives, it is as fragile as paper, and has no resistance at all.

"How could this be?"

"My blood..."

"They're taking our blood!"

Xuanming was about to go crazy with the constant screams coming from his ears: "Wrong, wrong, all wrong!"

"We shouldn't be here at this time... we shouldn't be here!"

She finally understood, finally understood!

They made a mistake, thinking that when the gods died, they were dead, and there would be no major events, and the rituals would be done step by step.

It was the same before, and there was no problem at all.

But, in fact, those gods are comparable to saints!

Even if they are dead, how can they be so obedient?

They wanted to sacrifice, but would the other party really just take away the blood of the sacrifice?

They have so many ancestral witches here, and there is only one priest to sacrifice. Will the other party really only take away the blood of one ancestral witch?

impossible!

How can they be so kind?

If they are still alive, it is okay to say that the key is dead... After death, no matter how good the gods were originally, it is difficult to maintain their nature after death!

Xuan Ming didn't know what effect his bloodline and others had on them, but he could imagine that it must be very important!

It was because of the existence of the old man that he suppressed all the gods.