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This scene scares everyone. There are worms on their faces. This

Qin prison crazily scratched his face. In an instant, a face turned bloody. He scratched and said, "itch, itch!"

"Brother Qin, stop!"

Seeing this, Zhang daotong mentioned that he wanted to stop bamboo flute.

However, Qin prison couldn't hear him. His eyes were dug out by his own life. He howled a few times, and then he had no breath.

Jingyi.

Here, there is no sound.

In this strange scene, the remaining seven people's hearts are filled with hair, and their eyes are full of light sweeping towards the tree full of red fruits. They can't help shivering.

"What kind of tree is this?"

"Brother Qin died because of this!"

"Keep away from this tree, please."

Zhang daotong hurriedly reminded everyone.

Ling Hao, who was bitten by a cat in the back, smiled coldly. A group of fools dare to touch the fruit of the tree of blood sacrifice. It's really boring!

He speculated that there must be a living spirit in the nine color altar. He wanted to be reborn in the future through the tree of blood sacrifice.

The word "blood sacrifice" is well understood. It is used to sacrifice the dead and regenerate them with blood!

Looking at the corpse of Qin prison, it has turned into a blood mist and merged with the book of blood sacrifice.

The orange fruit on the tree gives off a light red light.

The nine color altar is a brilliant work, as if something is going to appear.

This is a vast underground palace. From a distance, it can be seen that there are palaces standing in the distance.

The gray fog filled the air with a pungent smell.

"Wake up at last."

The bleak voice came from the altar of nine colors.

Seven people were shocked and hurriedly backed away. After all, everything here is unknown. Only be careful.

"Who is playing the devil here?"

Zhang daotong's palms are dripping with sweat.

Others dare not to go out.

"I have three wings of golden black. Who are you?"

Nine color altar suddenly bloomed a golden light, a roar, dazzling light rushed to the dome, a gold and black stand in the air.

It has three wings, each of which has a mysterious mark and glitters.

The body is huge, with golden eyes.

"Three wings golden black! It's impossible. According to historical records, the three winged Jinwu has been exterminated in the middle of ancient times. How could it survive in the world? " Zhang daotong looks frightened and surprised in his eyes.

"Yes, in the middle period of ancient times, Emperor Zun was the only one who oppressed the Jinwu people."

"Brother Zhang, but it's really like three winged golden crow!"

Everyone has doubts.

Three feet of gold and black into a human shape, he is a young man in a gold suit, with a trace of flame in the center of his eyebrows, looks handsome and elegant.

"You are just a leaf to hide your eyes."

Jin Wu young man laughed wildly, and his eyes moved with the sun, the moon and the stars.

With his step, the wasteland began to shake, as if unable to bear his majesty.

"The gods of the wasteland, in the name of the golden and the black, wake up!"

As he murmured, the space of the wasteland trembled, and with a bang came a strong breath.

"After sleeping for many years, we finally escaped it. I am the first one to wake up. I am willing to wake up the sleeping life with the spirit of God."

A ray of blue light flew out of the brow of the golden Wu youth, and then spread into the ball, going in all directions.

"Ninety thousand years, I wonder if it's still there." Jin Wu seemed to think of something terrible, and began to tremble all over, his voice also mixed with fear.

Ling Hao is very confused. It can be seen that all the living creatures in the wasteland came from the middle of ancient times. This Jinwu is a demon of that era. With his cultivation at the moment, I'm afraid that he would only kill himself in one thought.

But what is it that he said, and what have these creatures gone through?

Before he could think more, he saw several strong breath galloping around the golden and black.

There stood a man in black, with black hair and a shawl and purple eyes.

"Ten devils?" Ling Hao is shocked. The devil who killed himself himself in those years actually survived again?

Another figure emerged, that is a woman, her face covered with a layer of fog, a purple dress.

Linghao's heart trembled when she saw her. Somehow, this woman always felt a sense of familiarity.

A big demon, a demon, and a mysterious woman.

This place is becoming more and more strange.

Yan Yuexin is among the six, terrified.

"After the blood sacrifice of the seven, the three of us may be able to recover a little bit of the power of the yuan God. Eh, no, there is another one here," said the boy

"His breath is very familiar," said the ten square demon

Mysterious woman: "why do I think this person is familiar?"

"It's him!" Jin Wu said in a trembling voice! Maybe we have a day to see the sky again. Demons, listen to me, and let go of your personal grudges, will you? "

Ten square demons glared at him and said in a hate voice, "put it down? When he was the emperor, he killed countless people of our demon family. Is it possible for you to let go of this blood feud? "

Jinwu young man took a deep breath and said angrily, "demon, I know there is resentment in my heart, but it is the most important thing for us to go out of this wasteland!"