"The battle over there has officially started, so let's start on my side as well."

Su Mu was like an unloaded intercontinental missile, clasped his hands together, facing the deserted green hills, fell from the sky, and slammed down hard.

"Get out!"

boom!

Layers of ripples suddenly appeared in the empty sky above the green hills, and an almost transparent energy mask appeared.

The scene in the mask is distorted and cannot be observed by the naked eye.

However, this level of restriction is not difficult for Su Mu. Inside the mask is a square altar piled up with many neat huge stones.

The outer wall of the altar is engraved with obscure spiritual scripts, all of which are dripping with blood, and if you look at them for a long time, you will feel dizzy, nauseated and retching.

This altar is tall, with a length, width and height of 300 meters. It is like a new mountain when it falls on this mountain.

The center of the altar is sunken downwards, showing a back shape when viewed from a high altitude.

On the outermost mouth, there are four monsters with tyrannical breath standing in the four directions of southeast, northwest, respectively. These four half-human monsters are ugly in appearance, but their strength has reached the fatal field without exception.

Among them, the three monsters standing in the three directions of east and northwest have different appearances and shapes, but their auras are almost the same.

Inside is the small sunken mouth, which is filled with a sea of ​​scarlet blood. There are countless heads floating up and down in the sea of ​​blood, human beings and monsters in half.

These human heads include adults, sixty-year-olds, newborn babies, and young girls.

The heads of those monsters are also similar to those on the human side.

These heads all have one thing in common, the wide-open eyes are full of resentment and resentment, as if they are cursing and pouring out something.

The sea of ​​blood was surging, and the resentment was soaring.

But the four demon kings on the altar were talking and laughing happily, leisurely, until the energy shield above their heads heard a loud noise, their expressions suddenly changed, and they were abnormally cold.

"Who is it!" The fierce beast standing in the south stared at Su Mu fiercely. What was strange was that it actually spoke Liguo's official dialect, with a rounded pronunciation.

If you didn't look at its honor and listen to this voice, you would think it was the broadcast host.

Su Mu was too lazy to exchange even half a word with this group of animals, it would dirty his mouth.

The ferocious beast exhaled two white breaths, with a sarcastic expression: "This restriction is activated together, even if we work together, we can't force it to break through from the outside world, so don't waste your efforts."

"For the sake of your cultivation, I advise you to leave quickly, or you will die when we complete the sacrifice."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of the indestructible restraint in his mouth, and fine cracks spread out from the center of Su Mu's fists.

This energy shield suddenly fell apart, disintegrating into crystals all over the sky.

"No... Impossible! Your strength is obviously not much different from mine, how can you break this restriction from the outside world."

What answered it was a 100-meter-thick thunder that would destroy the world and the world.

Under the lock of the thunder light, the pupils of this ferocious beast constricted, and a strange tone came out of its throat. Its abdomen suddenly swelled up, and a foul-smelling sticky black liquid spewed out from its mouth.

The smelly and viscous black liquid collided with the Jingshi Shenlei, and the black liquid retreated steadily under the terrified power of the Shenlei.