Chapter 1610

Jueshan was so stiff that he suddenly turned around.

Looking at Wang Xu standing quietly behind him, there is a trace of inconceivability in his eyes. When did the other party appear? Why didn't he notice?

In one side of the air, the figure of the sixth Prince of magic dragon also slowly emerged.

"You..." Jueshan's face suddenly changed.

"Kill him." Wang Xu didn't listen to the meaning of his words at all, he said directly.

"Oh, Jueshan, you let me down. You've been following me for so long, and I've always trusted you so much that now you want to betray me and take refuge in the desolate Lord? "

The sixth Prince of magic dragon licked his lips, but there was a trace of cruel excitement in his eyes.

"It seems that you have found something? Do you see something wrong with me? Isn't it? "

"I..." Jueshan's face changed several times, and he opened his mouth to say something.

Whew!!

But in a flash, the sixth Prince of magic dragon had rushed out, and his body was still in the middle of the road, and he had turned into a dark shadow, a huge magic dragon.

"But it doesn't matter. If I eat you, no one else will know!"

The next moment, the mouth of the Dragon opens, swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth.

Jueshan's face changed wildly.

Behind him, a long sword appeared in Wang Xu's hand. The light golden light diffused from the sword, and the surrounding space had already been sealed.

……

Boom!

The whole bloody altar was severely shocked, and countless blood on the ground below almost converged into a blood River, clattering.

XueYue looked stunned and looked around strangely.

I don't know why, he just suddenly felt a terrible sense of danger, but in principle, by his strength, no one should be able to pose a threat to him, right?

"What's the matter?" His brows were locked up a little, and his eyes scanned the void around him. The half emperor's mind swept ten thousand meters away, but he didn't find any danger. Everything was still in the plan.

"Is it related to the sudden retreat of the demons? Is the battle of the great emperor outside the boundary over? But it shouldn't be. "

Blood moon is looking at the sky from afar. The black eyes have been stained with two-thirds of the blood color, which means that only one-third of the ritual process is left, and the channel can be completely opened to let the desolate Demon Lord kazalu come.

The huge energy wave converges near the giant eye, turns into a circle of visible waves, and is tearing apart the boundary of space.

At this point, he must devote himself to the ritual and connect with the divine communication of the desolate Lord. Otherwise, once the ritual is interrupted, not only the ritual will fail, but also he will be severely attacked.

This is one of the reasons why he brought out all the members of the whole cult and sacrificed blood to Xuankong city.

He has no time!

If he can't succeed in promoting the great emperor with the help of the power of the desolate devil this time, he will only survive in the remaining 100 years of his life and eventually die.

"I hope there won't be a big accident."

XueYue releases her eyebrows, suppresses her anxiety and concentrates her mind on the final process of the ceremony.

As long as the ceremony is successful and the real body of the desolate Lord comes, all dangers are no longer dangers, but stumbling blocks that can be crushed with one foot.

Boom!

Boom!

Gradually, a huge sound like the roar of war drums came out from the huge eyes of the sky, as if there was a huge object approaching.

In the next second, a rough, bloody hand suddenly passed through the bloody eye and appeared in the sky.

It's a hand of the waster Lord!

Blood month see, complexion suddenly ecstatic.

"It's a success!"

His hands quickly coagulate the seal in front of him, and he sings the curse that leads to the arrival of the desolate Lord.

Outside the blood altar.

All the survivors who should have fled and hid stopped and looked up at the sky in despair.

All the believers of the cult have gathered near the altar to prevent anyone from interfering with the final ceremony.

Xuanshisheng appeared in the sky not far away with two masters of Wucheng, looking at the direction of the blood altar, with a sad look on his face.

With just one hand, he felt a huge and oppressive breath of death. We can foresee how terrible the desolate devil would be.

Dare to directly break through the realm, the real body into the existence of the solar martial world, absolutely far beyond the ordinary imperial level.

At this time, the ceremony is not something they can interfere with.

Those who are close to you have to bear the pressure of the breath from the desolate Demon Lord. If you are weak, you will be pressed on the ground before you get close.

Whew!

All of a sudden, a few more empty voices came.

Several other city masters of Wucheng came and fell beside xuanshisheng.

"Xuankong city is completely over... Manghuang county is about to fall into war..." the leader of XuanHuo city said in a deep voice, with a trace of despair in his voice.

"Damn, monsters of this level can't be stopped by the power of our county. Will the demon battlefield affect the whole Xianwu area this time?"

Qu Daixing, the leader of xuance City, shook his eyes and murmured in a low voice, "at this time, where is the Marquis now..."

"Marquis Wu has been fighting outside the boundary." Xuanshisheng interrupted him, "I've been outside the boundary before. I saw Marquis Wu standing in front of a magic dragon one by one!"

The crowd was silent.

No one is talking.

Everyone is looking at the hand in the sky, grabbing the space crack like an evil eye, tearing it a little bit, and slowly extending the second hand.

despair.

Cohesion in everyone's heart.

After the arrival of the wild devil, there will be no one in the whole manghuang county or even the Xianwu region. The time when all people believe in the barren devil will appear again.

Ten thousand years ago, all the land under manghuang county was in this situation.

The Lord of desolation was the master of this region ten thousand years ago.

At that time, Ming Yue Dynasty, one of the three great martial arts dynasties in the solar martial arts world, had not yet established Xianwu Kingdom, one of the four regions. The Terran warriors fought with demons all day long to seize each other's living space.

The reason why Xianwu domain is called Xianwu domain is precisely because it is inherited from the dark age of war.

In the name of immortals, we will open up our territory with martial arts.

Even ten thousand years ago, they didn't kill the wasteland Lord, let alone ten thousand years later, they will become more powerful.

Xuanshisheng looks up at the sky.

Roar

It was like a strange heavy gasp of some creature, coming out of the darkness which was no longer an eye but an oval passage.

"It's over!"

With a sigh, he turned around and said, "let's go. We can't do anything now. We must lead the rest to leave immediately. Otherwise, when the ceremony is over and the wasteland Lord leads his army out, everyone here will become the next wave of blood sacrifice materials. "

The wasteland devil is a bloodthirsty existence. The demons under his command directly feed on human beings. Even though the wasteland cult has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, it is still like the maggot of the tarsal bone. Now, the wasteland devil is making a comeback.

"Where are the others? Such as the emperor's house, the sword tower... "Qu daytime line frowned, voice way.