"You!" Taigu Xukun was slightly annoyed, "Who are you? The ancient emperor shouldn't know about such a thing!"

Chu Tianming said lightly: "Don't worry about who I am, go and get the Heart of Stars."

"This requires extra calculation!" Taigu Xu Kun said coldly.

Chu Tianming took a photo of the back of the ancient Xu Kun, "Don't be too greedy, human hearts are not enough to swallow an elephant."

"Hmph, your Master Kun has some measure!" Taigu Xu Kun hummed. Before he finished speaking, Chu Tianming cut off the slight breath that flowed out while condensing aura.

"Boy Chu, you are ruthless!" Taigu Xukun cursed, his tail shook, and swam into the endless star dust around the Great Wilderness.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chu Tianming's mouth.

...

Great Wilderness, Stardust Sea.

The vast sea of ​​star dust, endless areas, and layered space.

The star dust sea is not as simple as it seems. If you step into some places, you will step into a lost space. If you do not master the corresponding Tao, once you step into it, you will feel like you are dead.

In a certain space layer of the Stardust Sea, seven red divine peaks stand in seven different directions. Each divine peak is engraved with a strange blood rune. The rune exudes a strange aura. Even if you just take a look, you can feel a mountain of blood corpse coming towards you.

Those blood-colored runes beating like a heart, and they are unstable. Every time they beat, they will draw a wisp of power from the Shen Peak. Over time, the glory of the Shen Peak is getting increasingly deteriorated.

Looking closely, I saw that there was a light ball locked in each divine peak with iron chains. Among the light balls were an old man in a Taoist robe, a woman in a golden jade dress, and a beast cultivator with horns. Among the light balls locked on the remaining four divine peaks, there were only three skeletons and a skin-bone monk.

The blood-colored runes were absorbing their essence, blood and Taoist power at all times.

Soon, the skinny monk swallowed his last mouthful, and saw him hanging his head weakly. Behind him, a fourth-grade path floated away from his body, then turned into countless traces and poured into the blood rune with a "pop". His Taoist platform, life furnace, and everything about him was annihilated, turned into the last nutrient, and poured into the blood rune.

"Brother Han..."

Among the light balls of the other divine peaks, the old Taoist priest sighed heavily. The woman in the golden jade clothes gritted her teeth, and the beast with horns on her head was silent.

"Hehehe... Han Feng has been refined, and only you three old bones are left." A voice full of sarcasm sounded out of thin air, the space fluctuated slightly, and a figure wearing a purple-red close-fitting robe slowly emerged.

This is a charming female cultivator with narrow and long eyebrows, deep eyeshadow, and a thin eyebrows almost extending to her temples. At the center of her eyebrows, there is a blood-colored pattern like water droplets.

With every frown and smile, a charming aura pops out. If a person with a weak mind sees it, he will be fascinated in the blink of an eye.

Her skin is smooth and delicate, but it appears as a gray color that is not ordinary. On her forehead, there is a huge but curved spiral horn, which is obviously not a human.

"Witch, wait until I break the seal and leave, and I will kill you to avenge my fellow Taoists." The old Taoist said coldly, then closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, resisting the power of the blood-colored runes to absorb.

"Oh ho..." The witch reached out and covered her purple lips with a charming smile, "Old Taoist, you should just die of this heart. The seal arranged by the Lord himself, do you still want to crack your mere Taoist cultivation level?"

The old Taoist priest didn't speak, but just focused his mind and studied in silence, seeking solutions.

The other two monks were silent and silent.

The witch looked at the seven blood-colored runes and looked up at the endless void. She saw a pool of water in the folded space. In the pool, there was a fist-sized light spot. The spot cast a faint light. Although it was inconspicuous, it was very soft, like a starlight that made people feel peaceful at first glance.

Outside the pool, there were seven red lines, each red line connected to a blood-colored rune on the divine peak.

"Three hundred years have passed... It's almost, it's almost..." The witch smiled like a flower, and her heart was undulating. "When I pick this star heart and dedicate it to the Lord, I will definitely be favored by the Lord, hehehe..."

Time passed quietly, the old Taoist, women, and beast cultivators became thinner and thinner, and their faces gradually lost their blood.

"Damn it-" the beast cultivator sighed to the sky, "I'm just because I'm confused and actually rushed to this damn Seven Evil Dao Forge! Damn it!"

"Isn't that the same?" The old Taoist sighed and gradually gave up resistance. "When encountering a bottleneck and failing to break through, no one will give up the opportunity to find the heart of the stars..."

"Hehehe... It's great to give up early! Poor Fairy Mu Xiang, who is so thin..." The witch appeared with a smile, and looked at the woman who lost her blood and gradually became thinner as if she was getting thinner in the yellow flowers, mocking, "Give up earlier, I'm still a wool bone in the beauty. Now I'm afraid that the old woman in Feng Ju is left!"

The woman was not angry when she heard this, but said lightly: "Mu Xiang is not afraid, she only blames her for not being able to erase you, allowing you to escape from heaven and cause trouble again. If you have the chance, Mu Xiang will exhaust the last drop of blood and die with you."

"It's too late to say anything now!" The witch was very proud. She had been defeated by Fairy Mu Xiang many times. The other party was worried and cherished her too much, so she escaped many times.

Later, her master gave advice and had the opportunity to set up the seven evil Taoist formation here, killing seven kills in one fell swoop.

"Hahaha, refine it for me!" The witch made a handprint, constantly absorbing the Taoist marks and essence of the old Taoist priest, woman and beast cultivator. The blood-colored runes shone brightly, and the heart of the stars in the pool water gradually began to beat.

Soon, the heart of the stars began to be beating "pull", but some blood-colored silk threads were stained with it, and some blood-colored silk threads gradually began to turn into asphalt-like blue-black color.

"It's soon, it's soon! It's finally done!" the witch shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, the folded space fluctuated violently, like a powerful sound wave impacting the tempered glass, forming circles of ripples on the glass.

The next moment, this space quietly broke...

"Um?!"

The sudden change made the old Taoist, the woman and the beast cultivator shocked and they looked at each other intently.

The witch's expression also changed slightly. At this critical moment, she was most worried about twists and turns, but she was really afraid of whatever she was going to.

"Who is it?" The witch looked at her eyes, and blood bloomed in her narrow eyes, her slender fingers slowly grasped her, and the endless Taoist turned into floating blood lightning in her palm.
Chapter completed!