Underground ruins.
Ji Xuanyu was fighting with the masters in Wan Jianxin's sword formation.
The middle-grade spiritual mineral veins are extremely valuable, and everyone is jealous of its ownership.
The attacks against each other became more and more fierce and violent.
Outside the sword formation, the messages sent by the Shinto League's great elder were also completely blocked by the sword formation.
Eventually it collapsed silently.
"My sister has always been fierce and ruthless. She has enough prestige in the Shinto League, and there are great elders and the others sitting in charge. The Shinto League will be fine.
"The most important thing for me now is to move into the sword formation and inform my sister to come to the ruins to try my luck! "
Ji Xuanyu felt very sorry.
They were so desperate here that they didn't even have a chance to enter the ruins.
In fact, they were not the only ones
. At the entrance to the underground ruins, those young disciples, both good and evil, were all killed. Eyes.
Everyone wants to break in and be the first to eat crabs.
However, everyone is dissatisfied with each other and does not like each other, and no one wants to let the other person go in first.
So, they pull each other, block, and fight.
Fighting with fists and kicks Then it turned into bloodshed, and then swords clashed.
Soon, there was the first life,
then the second, and then the third.
It is a bit exaggerated to say that these young disciples had similar cultivation levels, and many of them lost their lives before they could enter the ruins.
What no one noticed was that the body lying on the ground was losing blood at an alarming rate.
The blood stains sprinkled on the ground at the entrance gradually merged with the earth until they disappeared quietly.
The scene that happened before in the Holy Demon Sect is quietly unfolding.
finally.
One lucky person breaks into the entrance first.
The rich aura mixed with the weird and strange smell hit his face.
He couldn't help laughing with ecstasy.
The people behind him didn't care about stumbling.
One by one, they rushed towards the entrance desperately.
Buzz...
a red fruit appeared in everyone's eyes.
This fruit is about the size of a watermelon, and its entire body is as red as if it were stained with blood.
It was as if there were invisible hands holding it up in the air.
It was suspended there, glowing with a faint red light.
Everyone is attracted by this beautiful light.
Everyone stared at the red fruit without blinking.
finally.
A cultivator couldn't help but approach it, and tentatively stretched out his hand only half a meter away from it.
However, he was not allowed to touch the red fruit.
puff!
The cultivator's hand exploded.
Everyone was shocked:
"There is indeed danger!"
The cultivator had reached the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm and would soon be able to break through to the Imperial Realm.
But he couldn't even block a blow from this red fruit!
What made everyone even more weird was that even though his arm was about to explode, he seemed to be stupid and stood there motionless.
"Brother Yang, get out of the way!"
a friend reminded.
"Senior Brother Yang is in danger!"
fellow juniors also shouted.
The cultivator surnamed Yang slowly turned around, and what caught everyone's eyes was a face that was so weird that it screamed horror:
his face was like a piece of porcelain that had been broken and then glued back together. All were torn apart by cracks.
A large amount of blood gurgled out from his broken face.
Then under the horrified gazes of everyone, he turned into a dense mist of blood with a bang.
The blood mist was huge and spread out, surrounding the red fruit.
finally.
The blood mist was absorbed by the red fruit.
"This demon fruit is weird!"
Everyone was horrified.
"What is the weird origin of this thing? Does anyone know its origin?"
Everyone was surprised.
Another cultivator stood not far from the red fruit and activated his pupil technique to investigate.
Unexpectedly, the red fruit shone slightly, poof!
Two red lights burst out.
It actually formed two spears, with one end connected to the red fruit and the other end shooting at the cultivator.
The cultivator's eyes and head were directly pierced.
Bang!
The two red spears shook at the same time, and the cultivator's head and body exploded into blood mist again.
"This thing is too tricky. Avoid it and don't mess with it!"
Several cultivators started to move at top speed, trying to get around the red fruit.
Unexpectedly.
The red fruit flashed continuously, and in an instant, dense blood-red spikes sprouted from its body.
Each spike shot out with deadly force.
in a blink.
Each spike penetrated a cultivator, leaving his body hanging in the air.
Then all the corpses exploded and turned into the finest blood mist, which was absorbed by it.
There was dead silence.
All the cultivators were feeling cold all over and looked at the red fruit floating up and down blocking the entrance in horror.
Almost at the same moment the killing began.
Under the White Bone Falls of the Holy Demon Sect.
In the clear and bottomless pool, the water bubbled up.
It starts as white blisters.
Gradually it turned into red bubbles, one, two, three...
finally nine bubbles, rolling and stirring in the deep pool.
Wisps of evil thoughts intertwined in the void:
"The opportunity has finally come..."
"You will be out of trouble soon..."
"Kill, kill to your heart's content..."
Buzz!
Suddenly there was a flash of golden light in the deep pool.
Nine blood-colored blisters suddenly trembled in unison.
"It's it again..."
"The ghost is still there..."
"Eat it..."
The nine bubbles became angry and trembled crazily towards the golden light.
In the golden light, there is a stone tablet with strange words on it, and the golden light is emitted from it. The nine blood-red blisters twisted and squirmed, turning into nine ferocious and charming faces.
They opened their mouths to swallow the stone tablet.
But the stone tablet only shook slightly, puff puff...
all nine ugly faces collapsed and scattered.
The golden light of the stele gradually faded away, and the little turtle swam over slowly, carrying the Tiandao stele on its back:
"These demons are back, and they are trying to break free from the seal...
" There must be something wrong, and it must be reported to the master! "
The Shinto Alliance.
It can be said that Jiang Chen's side is going smoothly.
After the upper-level people are taken care of, kill those who should be killed and control those who should be controlled.
With Ji Xuanyue, a person who is good at Gu and Puppetry, she wants to control other people's minds. , it's not difficult.
It can be said that Ji Xuanyue took the most credit for Jiang Chen's control of the Shinto League.
It has to be said that
Jiang Chen was really wrong about the layout of the nine ancient characters.
It was the first bewitching magic text. , with such a high profit.
I wonder what other surprises the other bewitching magic words can bring.
"Huh?"
Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly flashed and he looked towards Ji Xuanyue.
Ji Xuanyue's expression suddenly became distorted.
The light in his eyes kept changing, and strange blood-colored runes flashed from time to time.
"This is... the bewitching magic text has been communicated by someone. Who is it?"
Besides myself, who else can control the bewitching magic text?
"The Bewitching God Chain, cut off all connections with me! I am the only one who can control the refiner of the Bewitching Magic Text!"
Jiang Chen immediately activated the Bewitching God Chain.
The power of the nine bewitching magic words is extraordinary, but only the bewitching divine chain is the ultimate center that can perfectly control them!
[Ding! ]
[The binding of the bewitching magic text and the bewitching god chain is completed! Host Jiang Chen has become the sole controller of the bewitching magic text! ]