Ninefold Supreme Heaven

Chapter 504 Bone Mountain Altar
What happened just now is complicated, but in fact it only happened in a split second. Now the two weapons in Wang Qiang's hands are about to disappear, and Wang Qiang also unconsciously fell into a state of extreme remorse.

The light spot painted by the sky knife phantom was about to disappear, but when the last ray of light transformed by the sky knife phantom disappeared, the faces of the dragon soul and Qilin appeared in front of Wang Qiang.

"Don't blame yourself. We actually died tens of thousands of years ago. Being able to re-condense the demon spirit is already an act against the sky, and death is also within our expectations. Take care!"

"Take care of yourself."

Dragon Soul's voice still echoed in Wang Qiang's mind, and then Wang Qiang saw a smile appear on the faces of Dragon Soul and Qi Ling, and then, that face disappeared along with those light spots.

"Take care of yourself!"

Wang Qiang's heart was bleeding, and at this moment, no words could express his extremely regretful heart.

In Wang Qiang's eyes, the sky is gray and his heart is empty. It feels as if the whole world has abandoned him.

Loneliness, loneliness, loss, and helplessness overwhelmed Wang Qiang. At this moment, Wang Qiang really wanted to escape, to another world.

I don't want to be involved in any entanglements on this eight-pole continent.

The most painful thing in this world is to have a heaven-defying opportunity and the strength to overwhelm everyone, but still be unable to change the scene that you least want to see.

Because of his madness, Wang Qiang did something that he regretted. Before he knew it, he had long regarded the Dragon Soul as his other life. Although they didn't communicate much in normal times, he could always feel that the Dragon Soul was his own life. The existence of the soul.

But now, the Dragon Soul has completely disappeared, and it is very likely that there is no trace of his existence in the world.

The only thing that can prove its existence may be Wang Qiang's memory.

Along the way, Dragon Soul is both a teacher and a friend. Although sometimes it is very unreliable and very confused, but at every critical moment, it can play the most critical role.

But now, it will disappear forever.

Wang Qiang, who was lost, unknowingly had tears in his eyes, and waved his arms, trying to catch the last breath of the dragon soul, but the breath of the dragon soul had disappeared without a trace.

When the spot of light transformed by the disappearance of the Heavenly Sword completely disappeared in front of Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang felt that he had lost all his strength in an instant.

At this moment, he was like a helpless child, looking up at the blood-colored sky with no expression in his eyes.

The tears in both eyes had disappeared unconsciously, Wang Qiang could only stare blankly at the sky, at the place where the Dragon Soul's face last appeared.

"Thank you, my brother. I once said that as long as I don't let you die, even today, I won't be able to take your life away. One day, I will reverse the cycle of reincarnation and resurrect you again. Wait look at me..."

Wang Qiang said such a sentence in a daze, and vaguely, he seemed to see the face of the dragon soul reappearing in front of him again, and smiled at him in relief, and seemed to nod after hearing Wang Qiang's words.

Situ Litian and Huang Wu on the side also felt the grief and indignation that appeared from Wang Qiang. The moment the phantom of the sky knife disappeared, the dozens of puppets around them turned into dust and disappeared.

Chixiao Linghu, who was in Situ Lietian's arms, also quietly revealed his head, looking at Wang Qiang with a touch of heartache in his eyes.

"Brother Wang, this..."

Huang Wu quietly walked in front of Wang Qiang. To be honest, he had been in contact with Wang Qiang for a long time. He knew that Wang Qiang was not the kind of mad person. Seeing Wang Qiang sad made him feel very uncomfortable.

"No matter what the person set up this formation back then, I will definitely not let him succeed. No matter how cruel things are in it, I will definitely let his soul fly away."

Just when the dragon soul completely disappeared, Wang Qiang, who was still playing with the mentality before, disappeared without a trace at that moment. Now he only has one thought in his heart, that is, no matter how terrifying the existence in this formation is, he Definitely won't let the opponent succeed.

"But……"

Situ Lietian on the other side also heard Wang Qiang's words. He originally wanted to stop Wang Qiang. These puppets alone would make them helpless, if they really faced that guy.

Maybe that guy is simply not something they can fight against.

"If you dare to make my brother's soul fly away, I will definitely let his soul fly away."

Although Wang Qiang's cultivation has not yet returned to the peak, he already has several percent of his strength, and his physical strength has not weakened in the slightest.

Just after Wang Qiang finished speaking, he quickly appeared in front of Situ Jietian, and grabbed the magic soldier burning with black flames.

"No, you..."

When Situ Jietian realized that Wang Qiang wanted to snatch the weapon in his hand, he was about to speak out to stop him, but he found that the magic weapon had already fallen into Wang Qiang's hands, and behind Wang Qiang, there also appeared a ghost .

Because, just when Situ Lietian wanted to put away the magic soldier, he suddenly felt a sense of repulsion from the magic soldier, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into Wang Qiang's hands.

You know, in the Ten Thousand Monsters Hall, other than those from Situ's lineage, it is impossible for anyone else to pick up this weapon.

Only people from Situ's lineage can wield this weapon.

Therefore, after seeing Wang Qiang actually picked up the weapon and waved it twice as if nothing had happened, Situ Lietian's mind became blank.

"The weapon is good, let's borrow it first."

The reason why Wang Qiang came to snatch Situ Jietian's weapon.Because in a short period of time, he had no way to summon those two heavenly knives.

His own strength is not enough to support the consumption of those two heavenly knives.

Wang Qiang's indifferent words were still echoing in Situ Lietian's ears, but his figure was getting further and further away.

And that phantom has been following Wang Qiang, rushing towards the distance.

In the field, only Huang Wu with a wry smile on his face and Situ Litian, whose mind was still blank, were left.

"Hey hey... Fifth brother, don't come here without any problems!"

Just when Situ Lietian woke up and wanted to chase with Huang Wu in the direction where Wang Qiang left, a gloomy voice rang in their ears.

At the same time, a young man with a wicked smile appeared in front of Huang Wu and Situ Lietian.

"Old eight..."

After hearing that voice, Huang Wu was taken aback for a moment, but when he saw the figure clearly, a look of ecstasy flashed across his face, but at the next moment, the young man with an evil smile on his face turned to Huang Wu directly. shot.

But on the other side, Wang Qiang was holding Situ Lietian's magic soldier and rushed towards the bone altar crazily. He still knew the direction from which the bloody evil spirit came from before.

Coupled with Wang Qiang's actions before, most of the evil spirit in the blood evil thunder formation disappeared, and its power was not as good as before. The originally blood-colored sky also became dark.

While Wang Qiang was rushing towards the altar of white bones, there were also many people rushing towards it from other directions.

Among them, Huang Qi and Zhuge Shiji were also impressively listed. If you look carefully, you will find that their faces are a little pale.

And on Huang Qi's arm, there were still bloodstains.

However, when Wang Qiang arrived at the altar of white bones, he found that he was not the first to come, but the first to come was Blue Eyes from Wan Yao Temple.

The huge altar of white bones stood in front of Wang Qiang and Qingyan like a hill. At this moment, even Wang Qiang was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Seen from a distance, this is a bone mountain with a radius of more than ten feet and a height of three feet. If there were not some array patterns engraved on it, Wang Qiang would never believe that this is a formation eye made of dense white bones altar.

It's hard to imagine how many people died in that great war. You must know that not everyone's bones can be used by law enforcement officers.

Not to mention anything else, the bones here alone must have at least thousands of corpses to be collected.

And the owners of these corpses, the cultivation level during their lifetime, is likely to be at least in the late stage of the Profound Realm.

Because he had guessed before that if this formation was really built by law enforcers, it was to gather his own incarnation outside the body, and all of this could only be done by seeing a special altar.

Moreover, thousands of years have passed, and I am afraid that the law enforcement officer back then has long been turned into a cup of loess. Since what the other party left here was just a shadow, it is hard to imagine whether that shadow has happened in the thousands of years. what changes.

"You are here. I have stayed here for a long time, but I dare not go in at all. There is something that scares me very much. Now that you are here, I feel that with the strength of the two of us, it is better not to get involved easily. good."

When Qingyan said these words, there was a flash of fear in his eyes from time to time.

At this moment, Wang Qiang suddenly heard the sound of water flowing from above the bone altar, and the moment he looked up, he saw a layer of black blood appearing above the altar.

However, the blood did not drip aimlessly, but flowed continuously along the lines on the altar of bones, but all the lines where the black blood flowed seemed to be separated from the restraint of the altar of bones, reflecting up in the air.

And in the depths of the altar, a faint black shadow appeared and disappeared, and his eyes fell on Wang Qiang. At this time, she could already see that Wang Qiang's power had been consumed a lot.

The coveting of Wang Qiang's body made it decide to take a risk.

The black blood flowing on the altar was exactly what he did. If Wang Qiang was outside now, he would be surprised to find that the position he was in was exactly the canyon where Zhuge Shiji and others fell.

It's just that at this moment, this place has been covered by a black swamp, and in the swamp, bubbles pop up from time to time, making people nauseous.

"No matter what's weird here, today I will tear down this broken altar to see what it is that has been plotting against me behind my back."

On the altar, the black blood was still dripping slowly.But at this time, Wang Qiang raised the magic soldier in his hand.

(End of this chapter)