Chapter 1105： Killed in Qingshan

"I was joking with you, you don't need to be so nervous!"

The Blood Boy Saint Infant looked up and down Chen Qingshan, "That meditation plate is indeed the treasure of my meditation clan, but it is not the treasure of the attack, but... a formation that communicates the world of meditation and azure."

"Formation?"

Chen Qingshan furrowed his brows and his eyes were surprised.

He did not expect that this being sealed by the four great gods was such an evil thing that connected the world and the underworld.

Although with Chen Qingshan's knowledge, he didn't know what kind of race the Ming Clan was.

However, since this clan was sealed by the immortal clan, it was extremely terrifying whether it was the background or the means.

Otherwise, with the dominance of the immortal clan, it is by no means as simple as thinking of its seal.

"Yes! However, this meditation disk is not the moment when my meditation clan was born, because this disk can only enter the meditation soil from the blue sky, and cannot return from the meditation soil."

The Blood Child Saint Infant smiled indifferently, "Now this blood spirit array is considered complete, and as long as I use this as an agreement to thoroughly integrate the Mark of the Underworld, I can naturally find the entrance to the Seal of the Underworld. I only need to break the seal at that time. It will come back to the heaven and earth, and all the fairy clan and demons will be the stepping stones for my Ming clan to step on the top of the sky."

"Mark of the Underworld?"

Chen Qingshan furrowed his brows, and at this moment he felt a sense of anxiety in his heart.

Why would this blood boy, Saint Infant, suddenly tell him such a secret? After all, with Chen Qingshan's realm, even this Gantian God Sect would not be considered top-notch.

"However, although this blood spirit array is ready, it still needs a meditation body to guide you. I think you have a good talent, why don't you... dedicate the meditation body to my clan to achieve my clan's hegemony?"

"what?"

Chen Qingshan suddenly raised his head, with horror in his eyes.

But before he could move, he saw that the blood boy Saint Infant's eyebrows were suddenly ups and downs, and it faintly turned into a dark and evil shadow, which he grasped at him.

"not good!"

Chen Qingshan's complexion changed, and the spirit of his body suddenly bloomed, and a palm was suddenly printed.

"Om!"

The void buzzes, and the layers of the underworld are intertwined and converge, turning into a one-hundred-zhang **** seal, going up against it.

It's just that Chen Qingshan's realm, after all, is only in the second rank of the respected realm, and this blood boy Saint Infant is a person of the 8th grade of the respected realm, and has the mark of the Pluto.

Therefore, at the moment when the two offensives collided, Chen Qingshan's face suddenly whitened, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body flew out directly and fell to the side of the stone cave.

"You don't need to resist, you should be honored to be able to dedicate your life to our clan."

The Blood Boy Saint Infant smiled gloomily, and didn't give Chen Qingshan any time to breathe. The dark shadow above his head suddenly stepped out, bringing the vastness of the momentum, directly crushing the young figure to the ground.

"Whether the Young Master of the Ling Clan and the Realm Master Hall have noticed the whereabouts of my teaching, it is too late! Today, I will start the All-Spirit Blood Sacrifice, integrate the Mark of the Underworld, and become the Underworld... the only deity!"

When the words fell, I saw the blood boy Saint Infant's whole body, and there was a sudden ups and downs of blood, enclosing the entire cave.

And in the depths of the cave, a strange wave suddenly resounded.

"Come on, let you see the true methods of my Ming clan! When my clan returns, you can count the blood sacrifices of the creatures in this domain, and I... will lead the Ming clan, rebel against the gods and defeat the immortals, and achieve the hegemony of eternity."

The blood boy Sheng Ying laughed wildly, holding Chen Qingshan in his hand, turning and walking towards the depths of the cave.

I saw there was a sea of ​​blood ups and downs, the sun and the moon, and the blue sky and stars fell into it.

The endless evil phenomena began to manifest. In the dark, Chen Qingshan seemed to see a bloody, hideous evil shadow slowly descending, standing on the top of the sky, overlooking the common people, revealing the ancient evils.

"boom!"

The whole barren mountain trembled.

Rocks crumbled, ancient trees burned, and even some disciples of Gantian who were weak in cultivation were crushed into ashes in this evil power.

The dream demon looked up in surprise, looking at the **** shining shining in the cave, a panic suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Just now, Chen Qingshan was summoned by the holy infant, but he has not returned.

Now that such an evil image is showing up, I am afraid that the holy infant has mostly mobilized the blood formation, using all spirits as a sacrifice, and wants to step into the holy realm in one fell swoop.

However, this kind of momentum will soon attract many forces.

Is it possible that this blood boy Saint Infant had already figured out a way out, and Gantian God Sect is now an abandoned son?

Qingshan! ! !

The Mengmo's eyes trembled lightly, and his footsteps abruptly moved towards the top of the mountain.

But before she could get close to the cave, she saw the leader of Gantian descend from the sky, blocking her footsteps in place.

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

"Go away."

The magical thoughts of the dream demon flow around, and the spirit is surging, as if an ancient great demon suddenly wakes up, and the gods are unstoppable.

Although her realm has not entered the holy realm, there is no trace of fear on her face at this time.

Chen Qingshan is now all her insistence on Xiantu.

If he really died in the hands of the holy infant, for the Mengmo, it would be a broken heart, and the world would be lost.

"Huh? You dared to insult the leader of the death-seeking thing, and see if I don't squeeze you...cough cough, head!!"

When the words were over, Gan Tianjiao's palm protruded, and there were ten thousand underworlds pressing across the sky.

The void shattered, and only saw a gloomy palm of angrily imprinted, and he actually shattered the magical intentions outside of the dream demon and suppressed it.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, the mountain breaks and the universe is reversed.

The Dream Demon looked desperately at the gradual solidification of blood, with a ray of blood spilling on the corner of his mouth.

"Qingshan!!!"

"die!!"

The leader of Gantian snorted coldly and stepped on the air.

only! !

Just as he waved his hand, he wanted to kill this unrelenting disciple of the gods on the spot, but he saw a black mist rising in front of him, as if he was sleepy.

In a short moment, many desires in his heart appeared before his eyes.

Thousands of people admire and honor the world.

At this time, he seemed to have become the master of the great sect who really stood on the top of the sky, and his eyes were all kneeling and worshipping, and the followers bowed their heads.

"Not good!! It's a dream!"

The Gantian leader's face was stunned, his eyes lingered, but when he looked down again, there was no such thing as the figure of the young girl.

"Om!"

On the top of the mountain, the sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded.

The leader of Gantian turned his head, but saw a shadow in black clothes flashing into the blood formation.

"Damn it! Dare to disturb the Holy Infant's practice, I..."

Before he could say anything, he saw that the surrounding area was thousands of feet away, and the world was suddenly gloomy.

The leader of Gantian was taken aback for a moment, and slowly raised his head, but he did not know when he saw that there were shadows on the top of his head, densely packed, with endless glances.

It was countless demon shadows wearing battle armors, holding divine halberds, and their fighting spirit shook the sky.

And before the thousands of demon shadows, a young man with black clothes and hair, with a fairy face and dusty face, stared dignifiedly at the blood formation that suddenly closed on the top of the mountain.

Beside him, there are three women with different dresses, but all with peerless looks.

A touch of surprise appeared on the faces of the three women, and they were obviously shocked by the gloomy **** air.