The blood gushed out several feet high, steaming and extremely bloody.

Ji Yu held the still beating heart in his hands, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times before the altar, knelt down, bowed his head, and said respectfully,

"I, Ji Yu, a disciple of the Blood God Palace, respectfully request the Huangquan Magical Law, Sima Ming Samsara, and practice with the devil."

"The sky is blue and the earth is bright, the evil spirit is indestructible, the ancestor...come back, the ancestor...come back!"

Following Ji Yu's actions, the blood pool, which had been dead silent, suddenly began to boil, gurgling like eyeballs that suddenly opened.

The locked coffin also made a humming sound, and a hazy shadow jumped out from the gap.

It flickered unsteadily, and the demonic energy was overwhelming, illuminating the entire cave as if it had fallen into a dark river in the underworld, making it almost impossible to see anything.

The ancestor is returning?

Taoist Gumu was shocked.

What's going on? Are they performing a secret ritual to revive the Huangquan ancestor?

Record of?

Are they just people with the same name or is it that this second-generation immortal, whose father’s body was possessed by him, has changed his appearance and turned to the path of evil?

An old monster who has been dead for two thousand years still has a way to resurrect?

Taoist Gumu didn't dare to pretend to be dead anymore and was about to get up immediately.

But Taoist Gumu was anxious, and there was a "corpse" who was even more anxious than him.

An exploding column of white light and spiritual energy came straight at them, and the space along its way seemed to be torn and pierced, and it instantly collided with the altar in the blood pool.

Boom! The altar shook continuously, and this strange ceremony was interrupted.

Ji Chang rose into the air, bathed in brilliant light, and exhaled a breath of white air.

The white gas quickly rose and changed in the air, transforming into all kinds of strange shapes.

It may appear as a white-robed immortal riding a wine gourd, or it may transform into a scene of the essence of heaven and earth, or it may transform into an endless rolling sea of ​​clouds, and then a white jade rabbit may rise in the sky.

Finally, Ji Chang opened his mouth, and all the white air swept up these strange appearances and was sucked back into his mouth.

Suddenly, Ji Chang's decayed and shriveled body recovered, as if going back to the original moment in the long river of time.

"How dare you, the evil demon, come here?"

Although he had some doubts in his heart whether this altar could really revive the Yellow Spring Patriarch, Ji Chang was obviously unwilling to take the gamble, and even had to activate the 'White Head Feathering Sutra' in advance, using the moment of losing his 'life' as an anchor point, and forcibly returning to the original state.

This method has incredible effects, but it has great limitations. Not only does it require all kinds of natural treasures, it also requires the intervention of a Jindan Zhenren to help enlighten it. Moreover, if it is activated too late, the person will really die.

As soon as Ji Chang finished speaking, a set of colorful, fairy-like white feather clothes appeared on his body, and two white mists like silk floated behind him.

"He's not dead?"

When Ji Yu saw this, a look of annoyance and cruelty flashed across one of his eyes.

Then, before he could say more.

Snap!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Suddenly, a flash of lightning like a shining silver snake flashed across the dark square, illuminating the entire square as if it were daytime.

Ge Yunzhong, wearing Ge Deng's human skin, suddenly flew up. The strange thing was that he seemed to be absorbing the human skin. In the blink of an eye, the human skin was completely integrated into Ge Yunzhong's body.

And Ge Yunzhong's aura also surged, all the way to the peak of foundation building! And looking at his appearance, there was no sign of being killed.

His expression was solemn, and purple Taoist charm suddenly emerged in his eyes. The surging magic power in his body was incomparably vast, and it spread throughout his body in an instant.

It turned out that this 'Ge Deng' was not Ge Yunzhong's protector at all, but was clearly just a human skin puppet, used by Ge Yunzhong to ward off disasters and attract the attention of outsiders.

Just wait until it is complete, then absorb it into the body to break through the bottleneck of the golden elixir!

Shang Xuan held the talisman sword in his hand and slowly stood up. A jade pendant hanging around his waist shattered quietly, releasing a rich life essence. Shang Xuan's body suddenly became fuller.

"Fellow Daoist Ji Yu, do you dare to test your sword?"

Zheng~ A crisp sword sound was heard.

A flying sword like a green snake came flying towards them with a cold light.

Su Yunqing had his eyes closed and seemed to be still unconscious, but he was dragged here by this spiritual preaching weapon.

A childish voice came from the flying sword.

"You are not allowed to live! Die for me!"

In an instant, the dazzling sword light caused the air currents to surge and gather, almost overwhelming the entire rolling and roaring pool of blood. Then, from the countless sword lights, a bright spot of light faintly condensed.

He tapped lightly on the altar and returned to his original place.

Su Yunqing raised one hand high, and the whole person was hanging in the air with his head hanging unconscious, and the sword bracelet was glowing.

And on the altar, a hideous crack appeared, almost running through the entire altar formation.

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Even the bronze tripod had one ear cut off.

Looking at this scene, Ji Yu stood there in a daze, unable to react.

What's going on? If it was just one or two, it would be fine, but why are all these people pretending to be dead? Oh, Su Yunqing is not pretending, he is really passed out.

How come each of these people has one of these rare life-saving magical powers and instruments? Where is the promise that the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole waits behind? Tingyu Sword Manor, you misled me!

Boom! Everyone pinched their fingers and cast a spell together.

All of a sudden, all kinds of spells and magical instruments came pouring in, directly engulfing Ji Yu and the altar behind him.

A large rolling cloud suddenly formed above the blood pool, quickly gathered together, and then gradually turned into nothingness.

The clouds dispersed, and there was no trace of the altar and Ji Yu.

The demon corpse that was sewn by Ji Yu completely disappeared into thin air.

But in the pool of blood, a strange scene happened.

The dragon-locking coffin fell into a pool of blood. The eerie demonic energy suddenly surged, and the purple-red blood quickly extended like a living thing, eventually forming a pair of arms that embraced the dragon-locking coffin and dragged it into the pool of blood.

Gurgle gurgle…

Bubbles surged up, and the rolling evil energy gradually dissipated.

The blood pool returned to its original appearance.

at the same time,

Several streams of light flew out from the direction of the blood pool, full of precious light, and there were many spiritual plants emitting rich fragrance, including the blood, soul and red divine marrow.

They were all treasures obtained by Zhou Qing during his exploration of Yimo Valley. After the storage bag was destroyed by everyone, they scattered out.

Taoist Gumu saw that there were two silver-gray talismans among them, which happened to be flying towards him.

So he ignored the Blood Soul and Red Divine Marrow, and instead stood up without hesitation. He took out several spiritual plants obtained from the cave from the storage bag, formed his limbs and torso, and then in a flash, he intercepted these talisman seeds and put them into the storage bag.

On the other side, in a flash, the Blood Soul Red Divine Marrow was split into two, and Ji Chang and Ge Yunzhong each took half.

Ji Chang and Ge Yunzhong looked at the half of the blood soul and red divine essence in each other's hands, their faces darkened, they snorted coldly, and did not continue fighting.

He turned and looked at Taoist Gumu.

Taoist Gu Mu bowed and smiled.

"I am short of money, and I am happy to see this. I am sorry to make you laugh."

(End of this chapter)