The sacrifice of Master Hui had a great impact on Wu Tie.

In just two or three days, Wu Tie, who was sitting on the altar, seemed to have become another person.

He sat there quietly, occasionally squinting his eyes, and the cold light with evil spirits in his eyes swept away, and even Lao Tie felt his heart tremble.

Zhu Ri, Zhu Yue and his brother and sister muttered to themselves that Wu Tie seemed to have been possessed by evil spirits.

"Emphant? No, no, no, the two masters are really wrong." Wu Tie, who condensed the life pool, heard Zhuri's deep murmur from afar, and Zhuyue's muttering, and he immediately laughed.

"But, Master helped me figure out some things..."

Wu Tie grinned, with red lips and white teeth contrasting clearly, like a hungry wolf who had just eaten flesh and blood and licked his lips with satisfaction. The cold breath made Zhuri and Zhuyue's heart tremble.

Wu Tie raised his hands, and the long banner behind him rolled, and a large cloud of mist rolled. He pulled his hands towards the sun and the moon, and two dark blue cold light shackles flew out of their bodies and sank into the long banner.

Zhu Ri, Zhu Yue felt that his body was lighter, and a large area of ​​Zen light burst out naturally.

"Master, I helped me figure out some things." Wu Tie smiled and said, "I really didn't expect that in my small Wu Family Stone Fort, the most cruel and determined one was the Master. His heart was much harder and colder than my father."

"Especially the bloodline he awakens..." Wu Tie looked down at his hands and said calmly: "Master may have wanted to do this a long time ago, right? Especially when he awakened his bloodline and saw this 'Wenhui Land' again."

Wu Tie looked at the three pyramids blankly.

From top to bottom, countless tiny characters and fireworks burst out on the three pyramids. From ancient times to the present, the vast classics accumulated by generations of ancestors have been preserved in these Sanlian cities and engraved on these three pyramids.

The place of Wenhui.

Master Hui was unable to find a book when he suddenly saw so many classics, and when he decided to sacrifice, he was extremely satisfied.

He smiled with satisfaction, sacrificed himself with satisfaction, and used all his blood, soul, and his life to sacrifice himself to fulfill Wu Tie.

"I know what you didn't say... This world is too chaotic and cruel, and I have always been too kind." Wu Tie said coldly: "It's hard for me to live in this world. Master, what you didn't say is actually this, right?"

"Old Tie is a qualified warrior, but he is not a qualified teacher. He can teach me to be a despicable warrior, but a despicable warrior is not enough to survive in this damn world. So, I understand your mood."

"I will work hard and do whatever it takes... to survive." Wu Tie stood up, squinted his eyes, and the cold light flashed in the slender slits, staring at You Cang, You Jieya, who was trapped in the Soul Lost Soul Banner.

"How long do you think your so-called main artifact can help you withstand?" Wu Tie smiled brightly.

"If it were your main artifact here, maybe I would have no choice but to do anything to you in the short term. After all, the treasures I refined have not lasted for a few days. They are still very immature. They need time and the world essence to grow."

"If your main artifact is here, I really have no way to deal with you."

"What a pity is... goodbye, don't meet you again!" Wu Tie smiled and waved to You Cang, and You Jieya waved her hand.

"What can you do to me?" You Cang floated in the banner. The blue halo outside his body blocked the divine light of the soul, and the divine light of the fallen soul washed again and again. He sternly said: "I am the son of the God King of the Ice Spirit Clan, I..."

Wu Tie stretched out his finger and put it in front of his lips and snorted.

You Cang looked at Wu Tie blankly, not knowing what he meant, but he couldn't finish a sentence.

On top of Wu Tie's head, the Harvest Tree swayed countless branches and stems, and slowly floated out. The twelve giant light columns of Sanliancheng were swaying slightly. The Harvest Tree divided the twelve rhizomes and plunged heavily into the light column, and began to directly extract the huge amount of energy accumulated by Sanliancheng over the years.

All the remaining rhizomes roared into the Soul-Scattering Banner, and suddenly wrapped around the blue halo of You Cang and You Jieya.

"This is..." You Jieya suddenly screamed: "Osiris's harvest tree is a treasure that is ranked among the top 30,000 in the wanted list of ancient treasures."

Wu Tie whistled: "Oh, the wanted list of ancient treasures? Is it the list of treasures you want to plunder? The harvest tree can only be ranked in the top 30,000? How many specific names?"

Youcang looked at the wriggling rhizomes of the Harvest Tree with a pale face.

You Jieya murmured: "The Harvest Tree is just an auxiliary treasure, which is stronger than him, more powerful than him, and more magical than him... I don't know how many of them are. His ranking is just the top 30,000. But..."

"The tree of harvest can absorb all power for your own use." Wu Tie looked at Youcang and Youjieya with a smile.

The Harvest Tree emitted dazzling bright light throughout the body. He was madly devouring the energy accumulated by Sanliancheng. His size became extremely huge. Long roots and stems were gushing with strong light, entangling You Cang and You Jieya.

The blue halo made an overwhelming "crack" sound, and a trace of blue light continued to peel off, and was constantly sucked into the body by the harvest tree. Then it was washed away by a few fierce torrents of energy rushing into the harvest tree.

Seeing the blue halo becoming dimmer and fragile, You Cang screamed hysterically: "No, we can talk carefully... What do you want, I, I, the Ice Spirit God Clan, will definitely satisfy all your desires."

You Jieya finally understood that something was wrong.

She screamed hysterically: "Let us go, no matter what you want. Power, wealth, power, beauty, we can satisfy you... Look at me, look at me, how much do you want for a beauties like me, and how much can our Ice Spirit Gods give you."

"I don't like to eat aquatic products." Wu Tie grinned and pointed to Youjieya's big fish tail.

"No, no, no, my Ice Spirit Clan can transform into human form, and can be permanently formed into human form." You Cang screamed sternly: "Don't kill us, you must understand that I am the son of the real Ice Spirit God King, and You Jieya is one of the future concubines of Your Highness Youruo. If you kill us, the Ice Spirit Clan and you will never die."

"Then we will never stop." Wu Tie closed his hands gently.

The two huge rhizomes of the Harvest Tree were whipping heavily on Youcang and Youjieya's blue halo.

The crumbling blue halo shattered.

The Beidou Slaying Spirit Sword made a low roar, a trace of starlight flashed, and a series of scents of the dark yellow spring gathered on the sword edge. Wu Tie pointed forward with his hands, and seven long swords were sank into the Soul-Scattering Banner, blending into the long banner.

The sinister sword energy rushes through the long banner, and the soul of the secluded and elegant soul suddenly collapses.

Various colors of spiritual lights in the long banner rolled and spiraled, and the souls of the two were completely shattered, and the aura of the Soul-Scattering Banner suddenly increased a lot.

Wu Tie turned around and looked at Lao Tie and Zhuri, Zhuyue with a smile.

"Think about it, what should we do next? Or, what will the people behind these two dead ghosts do?"

On one side of the inner sea of ​​Sanlian City, a golden light soared into the sky.

The teleportation array arranged there began to operate, and a large group of burly men with bright scalps surged out of the teleportation array, looking at the scenery of Sanliancheng, which looked like a fairyland around him with great excitement.

The Iron Sword and the Six Path Palace Master were among the first disciples of the Six Path Palace who arrived.

They saw Wu Tie standing on the high platform at a glance. The Six Path Palace Master clasped his hands together and bowed to Wu Tie from afar.

Zhu Ri, Zhu Yue saw so many bald men coming out, Zhu Ri shouted to the sky, and Zhu Yue excitedly carried the long sword on his back, turned into a scoop of sword light and greeted the Six Path Palace Lord.

Wu Tie didn't fool them, and there were indeed fellow Buddhists here.

And there are so many people, so many people, so many Buddhist fellow Buddhists with pure Buddhist aura.

Zhu Yue smiled happily, and Zhu Ri was so excited that his black hair stood up all over his body, and kept making "ang'an's cry".

On the glacier, in the giant ship, Youruo and dozens of senior ice spirit gods with human body and fish tails were gathered together to discuss. Suddenly, his body shook slightly, and his face suddenly changed: "How is it possible? I will not hesitate to consume the original power of the main artifact and the protection power left on them."

A blue cold light rolled down from the ceiling of the hall.

In the cold light, Wu Tie's figure was clearly visible. His body was exposed by a thick layer of blood, and there was a great sense of malice and murderous thoughts in the blood.

"It's him, killing Youcang and Youjieya." Youruo murmured: "We must kill him, pass the orders and tell the people of the Jin Dynasty that as long as they kill this person, the previous promise will still count."

"Kill him, kill them...or..." Youruo's face twitched violently: "Youjieya, it's my concubine... She was actually killed by these lowly mortals, me, me, I..."

In the hall, many senior executives of the Ice Spirit God Clan looked at Youruo with a look of something wrong.

When they looked at Youruo before, they had some respectful and awe-inspiring eyes. At this moment, many of them seemed to be looking at Youruo with a hint of pity. At the same time, there were several senior leaders of the Ice Spirit God Clan with the most powerful aura. When they looked at Youruo, they had a strange condescending attitude.

Youruo keenly discovered the changes in the attitudes of these tribe members towards him.

He slowly straightened his waist and said calmly: "I will take on all the consequences and responsibilities... but I can warn you that if you can't kill this guy and avenge You Cang and You Jieya, then..."

Youruo suddenly showed a bright smile: "As the commander of the observation base, when my power collapses, you will also be buried with me."

In the hall, the faces of the senior executives of the Ice Spirit God Clan changed again, and their eyes were filled with respect and awe. Their just raised waists bent slightly unconsciously, just as they had before, as they were about Youruo.

Three days away from Sanliancheng, in the huge grottoes, there are also grottoes and the long corridors around them. Countless rats, gnomes, lizards, snakes, and other strange ethnic warriors gathered here, densely packed with people everywhere.

On the dome of the cave and on the dome of the corridor, countless spider mounts hung upside down, and the "hissing" sounds made by large spiders everywhere.

The so-called "selected people" gathered by Xuanshu, from time to time, conflicted with the Dark Guild, which was thousands of times its own.

The "Choose of God" is very powerful, but the Dark Guild also has masters, and the number of people makes people feel tingling. The conflict between the two sides often ends in a loss-making situation.

Hei Luo and the most powerful and powerful leaders of the "Selected People" gathered together, frowned and looked at the clones of You Cang and Xuan Zhu who were lying on the ground.

The two bodies are placed side by side together. They have breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature. They are all normal, but they are like dead people and have no response to external stimuli.

"Their souls were hooked away." Hei Luo said coldly: "This is a soul-catching technique, an extremely terrifying soul secret technique. Moreover, Lord Youcang and Miss Xuanshu are powerful and can silently hook their souls... I'm very strange."

Hei Luo was about to express his doubts when a harsh scream suddenly came from his belt.

Hei Luo's face changed slightly. He was too lazy to say hello to the leader of the "Choose Man" beside him. He hurried out of the hall and ran outside the stone fort. Under the guard of many subordinates, he came to a stone cave on the edge of the cave.

Let a few confidant subordinates guard outside the cave, Heilo knelt respectfully to the ground, and carefully took out a black jade piece the size of a thumb from his belt.

"Lord of the Palace." Hei Luo's forehead was pressed against the ground and respectfully saluted to the black jade piece floating in front of him: "Why did you come to your subordinates personally?"

"Things are urgent..." A cold voice came from the black jade piece: "Look down layer by layer... Duh, what do we want to explain to you such pickled people? Where are you doing? Have you seen..."

The black jade piece flashed with a faint light, and the human-shaped saggy and jealousy emerged in the light.

"Yes, yes, my subordinates should be damned. My subordinates... were ordered by these two masters to attack Sanliancheng." Hei Luo's face twitched slightly: "I dare to ask the palace master, this is..."

"Miaohe, I have found the main master. Well, when I was discussing in the Demon Suppression Palace, I felt that the place where something happened seemed to be familiar... Sure enough, it happened to be the scope of the control of this palace. Haha, Miao, Miao, Miao, I won this first achievement."

In the jade film, the cold voice snorted coldly: "These two nobles have been plotted against, their souls are being confined, and they are being tortured by soul refining. Find their opponents and warn them that these two nobles, I, the Great Jin God, have been guaranteed."

"Ah? Ah? Oh, yes, yes." Hei Luo blinked his eyes in a daze and quickly responded to the task.

Two hours later, Hei Luo walked into Sanliancheng with his head held high and stood in front of Wu Tie.
Chapter completed!