Plundering the Immortals: I can plunder the opportunities of immortality!

Chapter 99 Blood Sacrifice Contact (Part [-])

Zhong Changwu nodded excitedly, and threw the six male cultivators caught in the Yuanli handprint directly onto the blood sacrificial altar.

The altar here has a pentagonal shape and is made of black soul stones that deprive souls of flesh and blood. All the altars are covered with dried blood, and it seems that they have not been used for a long time.

After these male cultivators were thrown on the altar, they were about to rush down in a frenzy, but they fell to the ground just after taking two steps. Because of perennial malnutrition and inability to practice, they suffered from muscle weakness and osteoporosis The problem is that their current cultivation base is low, and they may not even be able to beat a strong mortal.

A skinny monk climbed to the edge of the altar with a little more energy, but his hand was still unable to reach out of the altar, blocked by a layer of light red barrier.

At this moment, his heart was full of despair, and he was thinking back to the time when he first entered here decades ago. At that time, he was so high-spirited, and his ambition was very lofty, and he wanted to enter the Immortal Academy.

Chengye Xiandao Academy, defeat also Immortal Dao Academy.

If it wasn't for the Immortal Dao Academy, he wouldn't have ended up like this. At this moment, he didn't know whether the Immortal Dao Academy was the right way or the evil way, and his eyes were full of confusion and despair.

"Let me out, I don't want to die, even lock me up again, don't let me get blood on me." Another male cultivator fell on the altar, ten fingers firmly grasping the altar have already dried up Even the nails were scratched and there was no pain on the bloodstains.

"My sect's junior sister, my sect's senior brother, I really want to go back, even if I don't do anything in the sect, I drink tea every day, look at the scenery, learn Taoism, and watch the seniors alchemy."

Their eyes are full of despair, all the good things in the past are gone forever, and all they have is endless abyss and pain.

"Hey hey, how dare a group of fish and animals dare to think about freedom and beauty?" Zhong Changwu looked at the meat on the chopping board coldly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes: "The righteous way is the biggest cancer in the cultivation world, and the human face and animal heart are talking about you." As for us, we are the real monks, all our ambitions and desires are displayed without any concealment, this is the way of cultivating, you know!"

"You must die!" A thin monk opened his mouth and cursed loudly, his chest heaved violently after the curse, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Bah!" Zhong Changwu spat on the monk's scant hair, and said jokingly: "You can wait for death in peace, this is your last time."

Hearing this, everyone's faces were full of despair.

Ten minutes later, Brother Heiwu suddenly said after getting ready: "The blood sacrifice is ready, contact the other forces now."

Without saying a word, Zhong Changwu quickly pinched his handprints, and a cold breath rushed into the altar quickly. At this moment, he said quickly: "Brother Heiwu, it's your turn."

Brother Heiwu raised his finger directly at the altar, and a blood-red light instantly sank into the bottom of the altar, and then the blood-stained formation on the altar was activated, and the red light instantly filled the entire altar.

The six male cultivators who were inside the altar suddenly felt pain in their meridians, and then their muscles began to wriggle and undulate unconsciously, and their eye sockets sometimes sunken and sometimes protruded.

Tens of seconds later, the No. 1 male cultivator's head swelled up, his eyeballs protruded crazily, and he roared in pain.

boom!
The head exploded like a balloon, and the blood instantly fell on the altar, and the blood was flowing rapidly on the blood platform pattern cast by the black soul stone.

Explosions came one after another, more blood began to gather, the dark atmosphere inside the altar became more dignified, and the dark red light became brighter and brighter.

After the last monk was blown into pieces amidst screams, the blood on the altar floor had already gathered.

The dark red light suddenly shone, and a powerful aura rushed out from the altar, turning into several blood-red lines, spanning an unknown number of kilometers, and landing on the altars of different forces.

The five evil forces of Black Snake Mountain, Huanxiu Mountain, Yinling Mountain, Corpse Refining Mountain, and Extreme Demon Mountain received the altar idea conveyed by Heiwu Mountain at the same time.

"Boss Snake, Black Mist Mountain has opened the altar connection."

In the Great Hall of Black Snake Mountain, a friar and monk walked in immediately, with inexplicable excitement in his eyes.

"It seems that Heiwu Mountain has something important to say. Let's go to the altar to see what he has to say." The snake boss's face was pale without a trace of blood, and his skin had black lines and markings, just like a human-shaped snake.

At the same time, the strong men of several other forces also rushed to their own altars. They wanted to see what Heiwu Mountain had to say.

Generally, it is not a trivial matter to activate the altar blood sacrifice. After all, it will consume some human cultivation resources. Human cultivation is the only resource in this space, and the spirit stones have long been exhausted.

"Heiwu tell us, what's urgent to contact us?" The blood-red phantom of the snake boss appeared on the blood altar in Heiwu Mountain.

Then the rulers of the other forces also turned into blood shadows and appeared on the altar.

Everyone is waiting for Boss Black Mist to speak.

Zhong Changwu stood aside and waited, he was not qualified to speak here.

The boss of Heiwu looked at the strong men with a serious face and said:
"Everyone, my brother Zhong Changwu had a battle with a newcomer a few days ago. From this, I learned that a large number of monks have entered this space, estimated to be as many as 50!"

"what?"

"Black mist, what you said is true?"

"Jie Jie Jie, if it's true, then we'll have a lot of fun. I happen to be short of a lot of female cultivators. Don't rob me of female cultivators. I'll take care of them all!"

"Old man Hehuan, don't offend your lust. If the female nun gives you all, how can we keep these monks in captivity, and how can we make them give birth to new flesh and blood? Do you want to repeat the events of these years?"

"Female cultivator, I'm seven of you three, male cultivator, I don't care about one, this is my biggest concession!"

"Everyone, don't worry about distributing these fish, let's listen to Heiwu's words."

Hei Wu understands the emotions of these people. After all, no one has repaired and supplemented them for so long, and they have run out of ammunition and food.

Now there are new monks added, and there are still so many, this is crazy in the eyes of any evil way.

"I understand everyone's mood and excitement, and I am also very excited. But after all, it has been so long this time, we should not be careless. Among those monks, there are probably those with superior strength. If one is not careful, we will be wiped out .”

Heiwu went on to say: "My brother Changwu was seriously injured by a Jindan Stage cultivator, and he escaped by chance. That fellow also has lightning-type supernatural powers, which is not ordinary."

"Golden Core stage will have lightning-type supernatural powers? Then there must be a great opportunity in this person, Zhong Changwu, you quickly show this person's portrait." The snake boss said excitedly.

Supernatural powers are the most important thing. He is not afraid of supernatural powers for Jindan stage monks. It's just a small Jindan stage monk, at most he can be stronger.

Zhong Changwucai's Nascent Soul stage cultivation base, if hit by the lightning supernatural power, he would be seriously injured, but he is different.

At this time, Zhong Changwu raised his hand to show Lin Feng's portrait in the air. As long as he was someone the monk had seen, he could use Yuanli to draw his portrait. This was the method of the monk.

"I remember this person, and now I'm going to gather people to ambush the orthodox monks. Hurry up, or you won't be able to defeat them one by one after they all gather. After all, their numbers are higher than ours." The snake boss After saying these words, he directly withdrew from the altar communication, and he had to hurry up and act.

The rest of the powerhouses briefly communicated with Heiwu for a while, and then quickly withdrew from the altar to communicate, and they were about to start preparing.

This is a feast rarely seen in decades!

(End of this chapter)