fictionpage Chapter 1276 Blood Sacrifice Moth
Chapter 1276 Blood Sacrifice Moth
"Kill! Among you, there can only be 180 people left, otherwise no one will be able to enter the treasure hunt!"
Miss Sang's cold voice resounded, and the special aroma was introduced into everyone's noses one after another.
The rest of the people became fanatical in an instant, and one by one, they fought desperately.
"Don't be fooled by her, everyone, don't be fooled by her!"
Hua Wuqing wanted to stop all of this, because he found that even the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect were bewitched at this time, and began to kill each other.
As he roared, the pink light emitted by these disciples became more intense.
Finally, the charm of this illusion was suppressed.
However, Miss Sang saw all this, but she didn't seem to care at all, she smiled contemptuously: "You think you can stop me like this!"
Looking at her smile ruthlessly, Hua Wuqing felt horrified, as if she was facing an ancient beast.
He originally felt that he was in danger this time.At this moment, Miss Sang's voice sounded again.
"Kill! Kill all these Yin-Yang Demon Sect guys!"
At this time, the guards here had long been confused by her, and they took her order as an imperial decree. After hearing the order, they rushed towards the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect crazily.
Although the Yin-Yang Sect just now was killing each other, the loss was not too great.
At this moment, being targeted by everyone here, he was immediately under siege and struggled hard.
If it weren't for these guys, they all came from the same sect, and if they had some combined attack formations, I'm afraid they would all be killed.
Hua Wuqing saw that the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect were getting more and more helpless, so she started sending voice transmissions to the Yin-Yang Patriarch and the others.
"Old Ancestor, so many disciples died tragically, what should we do?"
At this time, as long as his ancestors are willing to rescue them, these disciples will be able to survive.
However, what he didn't know was that these disciples had already been arranged to be slaughtered.
"I see, Wuqing, these disciples can't keep it anymore, it's important that you keep your life yourself!"
"By the way, if you want to save your own life, you have to kill Miss Sang's subordinates. As long as you kill one of her subordinates, one more person among you will survive!"
Why did Patriarch Yin Yang save these people? In this sea of fire, there cannot be any fights. Once there is a fight, it will be sent out.
But in this Sun God Temple, there is another exception, that is, if you want to refine the Fusang stump, you must use the blood sacrifice of a master of 99 or higher.
The number of guards Miss Sang found was exactly 1000.
In other words, these people must die before the blood sacrifice can be successful.
And in order to be afraid of special circumstances, some of the guards did not rush over, so she also prepared 36 boys holding swords.
As long as you kill people like them, you can also achieve blood sacrifice.
The ancestor Yin Yang told Hua Wuqing all this.Hua Wuqing finally understood.
My own men are dead.
Even if they were the remaining 180 people, they would only survive temporarily, and they would have to die soon.
And the only way to really survive is to kill the 36 sword-holding boys who are preparing to be candidates.
Because in this sea of divine flames, there can't be any fights, even if this blood sacrifice is an exception, it can only kill [-] monks above the body level.
After Hua Wuqing knew all this, she shouted loudly: "Everyone, if we want to survive, there is only one way, and that is to kill Sang. Only by killing her can we truly live!"
"Even if we can't kill her, we have to fight her!"
Knowing all this, he didn't tell his fellow disciples.
Instead, he bewitched them to fight with Miss Sang together, and as long as they rushed over, Miss Sang would naturally send her own men to attack.
Since these people are going to die, let them rush over to protect me and kill a few boys holding swords!
This is a killing game. At this time, Hua Wuqing decided to follow this killing game.
Following his roar, a disciple of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect, whose eyes were red with blood, formed a formation like a sharp knife one after another, and killed Miss Sang.
"Old ghost, you don't play cards according to the routine!"
Miss Sang looked at the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect and thought to herself. Of course she knew that this news came from the Yin-Yang Patriarch.
"Hahaha, I am a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect, and I am my subordinate. My subordinates have already suffered so many casualties, so why not hurt a few of your subordinates!"
The Yin-Yang Patriarch laughed out loud. The two of them had known each other's existence for a long time.
Looking at the fierce battle in the arena, Ren Tian didn't care too much, these people were simply not something he could save.
If you don't know him well, he won't know how to save them.
At this time, he also did not participate in the battle, but quietly watched the changes in the field.
All he saw was a demon cultivator lying in a pool of blood.Small silk moths flew out of their storage rings.
It is precisely that kind of silkworm moths that were conceived and bred in his fairy soul. Each of these silkworm moths exudes the aura of the void realm. Once they come out, they land on these corpses and start to die. devour these corpses.
What made Ren Tian even more horrified was that these silkworm moths would sneak up on these demon cultivators. As long as they saw their fighting and could not be distracted, they would quickly bite them on their necks and start to devour them.
And this cultivator will also be poisoned quickly, and then fall to the ground to die, and finally his flesh and blood will be sucked dry by them.
And they, a small silk moth, will swell up extremely quickly after devouring a demon cultivator.
Especially after devouring some huge monsters, the stomachs of these guys will actually swell to thousands of feet in size.
The inside of the stomach is full of flesh and blood, and the thin belly is stretched out, and it is flushed red by the reflection.
On the contrary, it is very similar to the Blood Pocket, the secret art of killing demon sect that Ren Tian once experienced.It's just that the blood pockets formed by these silkworm moths are more ferocious, and the power stored in them is also more terrifying.
"What are they going to do? If these silk moths are all blood pockets, how powerful is it?"
Ren Tian thought in horror.
"It's not a blood bag, but a blood sacrifice moth. I really didn't expect that this ancient blood technique would be used by this woman again!"
Xiao Yi explained to Ren Tian.
"What is the use of this thing?" Ren Tian asked her.
"You'll understand after reading it, but I think you should too, go and kill a boy holding a sword!"