Chapter 142 Is it difficult?

Master Sanxian spoke coldly and looked at the girl beside him:

"Ye Zi, with the lives of thousands of people in Jinmen City and the 600 entry black armor troops that the prince has worked hard to cultivate, you would create such a blasphemous monster?"

The evil girl known as Ye Zi smiled lightly: "Master, please wait and see."

"The earth is short, but the void is eternal!"

As the leaves roared almost madly, the flesh and blood altar seemed to come alive, and its appearance kept changing.

Her voice echoed in the sky, and circles of blood ripples spread from the altar to the surroundings.

The already gloomy sky began to sound like lightning and thunderbolts.

In Jinmen City, the people who dared to stay at home because of the strict security of the Xuanjia Army also looked out the window.

Raindrops like blood continued to fall, and a huge lavender cloud rose in the sky.

In this rain of blood, the lavender clouds in the sky outlined the shadow of a Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva wore a five-Buddha crown on his head and held a treasure lotus in his bent arms. Various flames suddenly appeared in the Buddha's light behind him.

Between the flames, mountains of corpses and seas of bones appeared, scenes like hell on earth.

Several thick chains stretched out from behind the Bodhisattva's shadow. Upon closer inspection, the chains were actually made of interlocking human skulls.

An extremely strange feeling arose in Xie Que's heart, and the Gang Qi quickly condensed into a huge Jialan Sky Lock in his hand, hitting the flesh and blood altar.

But he didn't expect that the Heavenly Lock of Gangqi, which was meant to attack Huanglong, actually became an invitation for you to enter the urn, and was swallowed up by the altar of flesh and blood in an instant.

In the sky, the human skull lock behind the Bodhisattva's shadow began to expand.

Wherever it went, it was covered in a hazy layer of blood.

In an instant, the bone chain flew ten miles away before stopping, covering half of Jinmen City in an instant.

"Master, I'm afraid it's not enough." Ye Zi smiled charmingly: "I'm afraid it will take the flesh and blood of thousands of people to completely absorb Jinmen City into the void."

Master Sanxian remained calm, his navy blue monk's robes shaking in the sea breeze.

"Go ahead. This is His Highness' plan. Since Feng Yu allows Shuiyue Chanyuan to take over, he is not worthy of being an emperor."

"Today is the beginning of the complete destruction of that old guy Feng Zidu by our royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"As for the fate of these people, when the poor nuns go underground, they will naturally plead guilty to the late emperor."

As soon as the words fell, Sanxian Master's figure actually disappeared, and finally turned into a piece of dust and blew away.

"Since the master agrees, the disciple will first go catch some warriors to fill the altar."

After saying that, Ye Zi turned around and looked at Xie Que and the others.

In an instant, a ghostly figure swept past him.

The crisis is approaching, and the warriors in the hall, Master Lu, are alert.

But the next moment, Ye Zi's jade-like arm was actually caught in Xie Que's hand.

"What do you want to do?" Xie Que frowned and looked at the phantom of the Bodhisattva in the sky.

"Hey." Ye Zi smiled coquettishly and came forward charmingly. Several martial arts masters around him couldn't help but gasp a few times as he smiled and frowned.

"Of course he rebelled. This gentleman is so strong, why don't you join me under the command of King Yan, enjoy the ultimate happiness, and be granted the title of prince..."

She came closer again, and was actually ready to put her head against Xie Que's heart.

"Take your hands away." Xie Que said in a deep and stern voice, and immediately the energy and blood in his body splashed, and the Gang Qi around his body flew out like a waterfall.

In the blink of an eye, half of Ye Zi's body was burned by the sudden rise of Qi and blood.

But she laughed sharply: "I am so full of energy and blood!"

Xie Que grabbed his hand on Ye Zi's Heavenly Spirit Cover and still looked at the sky: "How to deal with that thing in the sky?"

"Of course... there is no way to solve it!" Ye Zi laughed playfully, and his body exploded on his own initiative, turning into countless slug-like remains and falling to the ground, even still squirming.

The masters who had just been charmed actually made cuts on their bodies as if they were possessed by a demon, allowing blood to drip continuously.

And the remaining flesh worms that had absorbed the blood began to regenerate and grow in size in a moment.

Xie Que frowned. Did this evil woman use blood as a medium to constantly divide herself?

Xie Que danced lightly with his palms, and the Gang Qi in his hands continued to roll in like huge waves. In a moment, all the flesh insects on the ground were sucked into the Gang Qi vortex.

After a while, these flesh insects were completely wiped out by the energy and blood, and the power of the Yin God within them was completely wiped out, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Xie Que stimulated Taiyin energy and blood, and slapped several martial arts masters around them to wake them up completely.

He looked around and saw that the evil spirit of the other party was really weird.

As long as some physical particles remain, they can be reborn with blood.

What's even more terrible is that every drop of its blood retains that charming power, and it can be reborn as long as it is picked up by someone.

After discovering that the blood and minced meat around him had been wiped out by the Yinshen, there was no possibility of recovery.

Xie Que took a few steps and leaped up, ready to jump onto the altar of flesh and blood.

Just when Xie Que was no more than ten meters away from the altar, an indescribable blood energy suddenly appeared in the shape of a wall, sending Xie Que flying several meters away.

A silver bell-like laughter came out again, and Ye Zi's extremely charming voice echoed along the seaside: "If you want to destroy this flesh and blood altar, Lang Jun must first ensure your own safety!"

This woman was indeed not dead, Xie Que knew it in his heart.

If he could be killed so easily, it would be difficult to build such a terrifying altar that could affect half of Jinmen City.

"Mr. Lang is really strong. When I kill him, I will put his head on the top of the altar, so that you can see how the world changes hands."

"However, if Lang Jun is not a real person who has survived the sixth level of thunder tribulation, he should not think about breaking this barrier. Otherwise, the backlash will hurt Lang Jun's graceful body, which will really make the slave family feel a little heartbroken."

The sixth level of thunder tribulation doesn't seem to be difficult. Xie Que did some simple multiplication and division in his mind.

He took a few steps to the side and saw the sea water covering half of his body.

A powerful feeling returned to Xie Que's body,

The Taiyin Qi instantly merged into the Dantian, and Ben Xiong's majestic figure instantly transformed into an ordinary person.

The next moment, the shuofeng set off endless waves, and the unparalleled power seemed like a giant god coming in person, smashing cracks into the blood barrier.

Xie Que retracted his fist and breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn't seem to be as difficult as imagined.

Seeing this, Ye Zi, who had been shouting and provoking in Xie Que's ears, couldn't help but stop.

Her voice became stunned and even a little panicked: "Who is sir? This blood barrier must not be broken, even if you have survived the sixth level of thunder tribulation..."

Is this going to force people?

The corner of Xie Que's mouth curved slightly, and the Gang Qi in his hand was entangled, and he blasted out in the next moment.

With a clang, Ye Zi's voice turned cold: "It's over."

In a daze, all sounds suddenly stopped in Xie Que's ears.

In front of him, the sea that was constantly stirring up waves became calm, and the sea breeze stopped blowing.

The whole world suddenly became completely silent.

Time seemed to have completely stopped, and the entire altar of flesh and blood melted into the shadow of the Bodhisattva in the sky.

As if something was about to appear, Xie Que's heartbeat became faster and faster, and his regular breathing became disordered.

A lilac Buddha stands tall and looks forward to the wind.

A faint Buddha light emitted from this figure, so quiet that not even a drop of sea water or even a wisp of breeze dared to disturb it.