Chapter 1343: Void Storm
ear after year, it remains immortal. Over time, the tree will eventually fuse with the power of thunder, becoming a Thunderwood Spirit.Lightning strikes the spiritual wood, imbuing it with the yang en...After devouring countless vengeful souls, the Soul Eater became tangible.
Ye Lao Mo watched Yu Gu's actions, knowing that this demon was inherently defiant and impossible to persuade. He simply kept silent.
'Ka-cha!'
A bolt from the blue!
The Purple Micro Palace trembles inside and out.
The blood altar was affected, with blood light flickering erratically. Since the celestial phenomena appeared in the Purple Micro Palace, this was the first time the blood altar had experienced such violent fluctuations.
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Ye Lao Mo was slightly startled, and abruptly raised his head.
A thick fog shrouded the area, obscuring what was happening inside the main hall.
But at the end of the sky-splitting blood, the sky seemed to be ripped apart, the void collapsed, a gray storm shrouded the horizon, even more terrifying than the depths of the ancient fairy battlefield.
Seeing this apocalyptic scene, Ye Lao Mo's mind was shaken, his breath quickening, his expression constantly changing. When he looked at the blood-colored altar, his eyes were very complex, with both eagerness and worry.
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Yugǔ retracted his gaze from the Soul Gathering Cauldron, glanced towards the inner hall, and let out a strange laugh. His eyes shifted, landing on the blood-colored altar, and he coldly barked, "Combine!"
...Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
Bloodshot streaks flew back from all directions.
One by one, the blood infants were summoned back, circling around the two before charging towards the crimson altar with ferocious faces and merging into the ancient blood-colored seal, making it almost impossible to see their true forms.
Her jade-like bones danced as she rapidly played out a series of runes, aiming them at the altar. She was incredibly busy.
'Boom!'
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A strong wind suddenly arose!
On the altar, countless intricate and mysterious runes materialized, suddenly glowing brightly.
A unprecedented wave erupted from the altar, shooting straight into the sky!
Bloodlight was shredded by the turbulence, and the storm-like violent power filled the area around the altar.
Elder Ye was struck, letting out a muffled grunt as he hurriedly channeled his true essence to stabilize his figure. Seeing the astonishing spectacle emanating from the altar, his eyes revealed a hint of astonishment.
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He and Yuguo hovered in the upper half of the altar, surrounded by a storm.
The center of the storm is atop the altar.
There faintly appeared a layer of blue light, ancient runes projected into the void, forming a phantom, seeming to be some kind of ancient formation, slowly rotating.
The altar trembled incessantly.
Jade bones stopped, staring intently at the altar, sensing the fluctuations emanating from it, she nodded in satisfaction.
How much longer
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Ye Lao Mo licked his lips, his voice hoarse and urgent.
Then it depends on when the celestial phenomenon of Ziwei Palace ends.
Yu Gu glanced at the inner hall and said faintly.
Before he could finish his words, he grabbed the Soul Gathering Spear and took a step outside. Then, in a flash of movement, his figure vanished from Ye Lao Mo's sight.
Ye Lao Mo stood still.
A flash of displeasure crossed his eyes, which he quickly suppressed.
Neither of them noticed.
Not far from the blood altar.
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Among countless ghosts and spirits, a person stood motionless.
He stood there, openly and without any cover.
Not only did Yu Gu and Ye Lao Mo fail to notice him, even the ghostly apparitions passing by his side, the blood clouds swirling around, were completely oblivious to his presence.
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He was enveloped in deathly energy, merging with the ghostly mist and concealing himself perfectly.
This person is Bai!
As Qin Sang had expected, the ghost mist and blood clouds did not hinder him in the slightest. Within the ghost mist, his abilities were being enhanced on all fronts, becoming stronger than they were outside.
However, Bai didn't go back to look for Qin Sang. She just stood there, looking up, not at Old Demon Ye or Jade Bone, but at the main body of the blood-colored altar and the mysterious ancient blood seal.
The whites of the eyes were a grayish-white color, with no pupils, and were completely still. The eyes appeared extremely vacant.
His expression showed a look of confusion, his brow furrowed into a tight 'V' shape as he pondered and recalled something intently.
When you see the altar vision.
The white of the eye finally turned, the confusion on her face gradually dissipated, replaced by shock, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter, her gaze moving back and forth between the altar and the jade bone.
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Finally, Bai Shenshen cast one last glance at the blood-colored altar and slowly retreated.
The next moment, the white figure paused slightly, turning its head to look beside it.
The inner hall of the Purple Micro Palace.
The continental fragments that floated outside had vanished, crushed into dust and scattered by the five-colored immortal winds. A chasm now separated the outer hall from within.
The inner hall was even more chaotic than when Qin Sang had first come out, bordering on uncontrollable.
The Void Storm that Old Demon Ye saw was just a small part of it, the inner hall was the source.
The sky was overcast.
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Lead clouds hung low.
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The Five Colored Immortal Wind is not simply a hurricane, it's mixed with heavenly thunder, its momentum is terrifying, like a spatial turbulence, rampaging throughout the inner hall. The entire hall is trembling, feeling as if it will be overturned by the Five Colored Immortal Wind at any moment.
However, the inner hall possesses a different kind of beauty, resplendent with vibrant colors. For all the fairy prohibitions have been awakened by the power of the five-colored immortal winds, revealing the entirety of the fairy palace to the world.
Even incomplete, it is still magnificent and dazzling.
It's a pity that not many people have the mood to appreciate the masterpieces of ancient cultivators.
Several figures are running away.
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They were greedy, staying in the inner chamber too long. By the time they realized something was wrong, the visions within had evolved to a perilous degree, and they only then remembered to flee.
They did their best, moving through the ancient forbidden paths, in a sweeping sea of five-colored fairy winds. Their lights were only as small as ants, appearing so tiny and fragile.
Suddenly, one of the escaping lights extinguished.
Immediately after the disappearance of the escaping light, a streak of azure light shot into the sky. Another celestial ban had erupted, unfortunately striking that person.
After a good while, the escape light didn't appear again, and things looked grim.
In the ghostly mist.
After imprisoning the blood infant, everyone cast spells to analyze the evil formation.
The Blood Infant is connected to the Evil Formation.
To be more precise, the Blood Infant is part of the evil formation.
They made a new discovery, but with only one blood infant in their hands, it was impossible to decipher the evil formation so easily.
Now, their team has grown even larger.
Another group of cultivators sensed the commotion from Qin Sang and Xue Ying's fight and approached them proactively, joining forces. Their number even surpassed that of Qin Sang and his companions.
What's even more surprising is that Master Cang Hong is also among them.
With three top experts gathered, at least they don't have to worry about their own safety.
“As expected, Tongyou Daoist should be in that direction. Leng Daoist and the others were scattered first, and this poor Daoist couldn't see their movements...”
Chang Hong, the True Person, raised his finger to the left and said.
Heroes see eye to eye.
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He and Zhen Da Chang had the same idea: to find more help first, at least enough people to form a battle array, before they could go to the Blood Altar to trouble Ye Lao Mo. Otherwise, it would be like sending themselves to their deaths.
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He got a little luckier this time. When he was dispersed, there were still several fellow cultivators around him. Quite a few people have gathered in this period of time.
After much deliberation, everyone decided to meet with the Tongyou Demon Lord first.
Qin Sang and Yuan Ying's puppet still lead the way.
They are facing increasing resistance, but they are moving faster than before.
After charging for a distance, Qin Sang, who was wielding the Ebony Sword to slay the Yin Souls, sensed something and his expression moved slightly. his attention to the Chén Ying sword these past years, his progress was still evident.The same killing formation, the same ferocious white tiger, compared to thirty years ago, Qin Sang's current use...