Supreme Demon God System
Chapter 101: Old man
"Is it possible that this Wuzong tomb has something to do with this blood evil bead?"
Zhao Yi felt the blood bead trembling crazily, and the evil aura continued to radiate from it, but he couldn't get out of Zhao Yi's inventory.
Before Zhao Yi had time to observe the blood evil bead, the whole land trembles suddenly, like an earthquake.
"Crack!"
The huge stone platform immediately appeared a huge crack at this moment, as if something was about to come out of it.
"This is... a pillar?"
Countless people stared closely at the pillar that appeared suddenly, cast with a dark red luster on the surface, and as long as they glanced at it, they were deeply involved.
"No, this pillar contains the scent of blood!"
Venerable Demon Prison's solemn voice came immediately, Zhao Yi's expression changed, the spiritual power in his body gathered his eyes, and the evil spirit was not absorbed into his body.
"what!"
It's just that many people with low cultivation bases can't bear it, holding their heads and screaming constantly.
Countless people heard the screams and immediately woke up, no longer looking at the magic pillar!
"Look, there is someone on the magic pillar!"
I don't know who screamed, and countless people carefully cast their gazes over. Sure enough, they saw an old man walking on the magic pillar with his legs, as if he had adsorption power, which was extremely strange!
"Welcome, everyone came to the tomb of Benzong. After countless years, the name of Benzong can't be remembered clearly, but you can call me the old man magic pillar..."
A hoarse voice slowly came from the old man's mouth, and countless people looked at each other.
"But since everyone came to the mausoleum, naturally you won't let you go back empty-handed!"
The old man Mozhu was confused from the beginning and became much sharper, and the sound came out, which immediately made countless people be heartbroken and couldn't wait to get the baby.
"Buzz!"
The old man with the magic column just finished speaking, the old dry palm lifted slightly, the stone platform under the magic column instantly cracked, and countless light clusters were suspended in the void.
"This is... the fourth-grade pill!"
"The legendary high-level martial arts that can make the emperor deadly, there is no inferior hand!"
"And that high-level spiritual weapon that allows Emperor Wu to double his standing!"
"..."
With the appearance of the light group, it immediately caused countless exclamations, and some people rushed forward like crazy.
"There are so many people here, my hundred treasures are not enough."
The old man Mozhu looked at the millions of people with some distress.
"What nonsense, whoever is strong, who owns this baby!"
I don't know who shouted, and immediately made countless people echoed out. They seemed to have been dazzled by the baby.
"Zhao Yi, I always feel that this old man of Magic Pillar is a bit wrong."
Zhao Yi quietly watched the scene that became crazy in the field, and the voice of Venerable Demon Prison immediately came out of his body.
"I feel it too."
Zhao Yi nodded slightly. It seems that this guy deliberately let these people fight together, but they fight each other. What good is he?
"Hehe, you are a creature of the Northern Profound Realm. This courage is worthy of praise. Since everyone wants to seize it with strength, then it will serve you!"
The old man Mozhu laughed, and the Hundred Paths of Light, floating in the air, immediately flew wildly around.
"Go!"
Seeing the light group rushing, countless people yelled, all using the strength of the milk, rushed crazy.
Those who stood in front of them were all beheaded without exception!
The entire hall suddenly became chaotic.
"call out!"
At the moment when the scene became chaotic, Zhao Yi shook his wings behind him and suddenly moved towards the cage below. The most important thing now is to rescue everyone!
"Want to save them? It doesn't exist!"
The black-robed man who had been standing next to the cage didn't rob him because of the treasure. When he saw Zhao Yi rushing, he immediately said coldly.
I saw the seals on his hands and his spiritual power was rushing, but the strange thing was that the spiritual power on his body turned out to be a weird black.
"Brother Zhao Yi, I'll help you!"
Behind Zhao Yi, Yan Zhirou also followed, her small hand-printed seal, an aperture covering a thousand meters, immediately appeared on the platform.
"kill!"
The slashing sound resounded, and a phantom appeared. He raised the giant palm that crushed all things, and heavily suppressed the black robe man. Yan Zhirou's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were full of blood.
"Zhirou, hold on!"
Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, his figure immediately appeared beside the cage, his fingerprints changed, and they directly included them into his own body world.
Although this would expose his secrets, Zhao Yi could no longer control so much.
"What is the means to make the living disappear?"
Mo Leixuan followed Zhao Yi closely, and was a little surprised when he saw the cage that had suddenly disappeared, and then he was greedy instead.
Zhao Yi revealed the method, he definitely has a big secret that shocks the world, as long as he gets it, he can definitely sweep the Northern Profound Realm!
"The Hand of Thor!"
Mo Leixuan didn't intend to catch it alive, and with a low shout, he directly displayed his strongest move. At this time, his arm was full of thunder, and under the dazzling eyes, it was filled with destructive power!
"Boom!"
Mo Leixuan took it with his hand, and the whole world seemed to have collapsed at this time, and Zhao Yi was the first one. At that speed, it was inevitable!
"Even if you have Emperor Wu's defense, you have to drink hatred here!"
More Leixuan laughed, murderous.
"Brother Zhao Yi, be careful!"
Yan Zhirou, who was holding the black robe man, immediately saw that terrifying thunder arm, her small face immediately became pale, she could only remind her.
"Is it?"
Zhao Yi looked up, and the light of thunder reflected in his eyes, not only did not despair at all, but showed a trace of mockery.
"Time...still!"
A crazy color flashed on Zhao Yi's face, and a pair of jet-black eyes turned into transparent colors. The next moment, the thunder arm that was originally aggressive, stopped strangely at this moment!
"What...what!"
More Leixuan's palm kept falling, but he didn't move, as if time had stopped at this moment!
"Yan Zhirou, hurry up!"
Blood spilled from the corner of Zhao Yi's mouth, and his head was even more dizzy, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time.
"it is good!"
Although Yan Zhirou didn't know what Zhao Yi did, she absolutely believed in Zhao Yi, tapped her white chin, and immediately followed Zhao Yi to exit the platform.
"Boom!"
Mo Leixuan's body stopped for less than a second, and immediately recovered. The terrifying thunder arm immediately hit the ground, forming a super large pit.
If there is a Wuhuang strong standing on it, I am afraid it will explode into powder at this moment!
"grumble!"
However, Mo Leixuan didn't know what it was hitting, and a weird cry came immediately, and then, the entire palace began to become distorted.
"what is this?"
In order to **** the most precious treasure, the millions of masters have lost most of them, but there is no blood on the ground. They looked at the twisted space around them, and the evil spirit in their eyes slowly faded at this time.
After a few seconds, the magnificent palace immediately turned into a dark red cave!
Immediately afterwards, a voice full of evil spirits immediately echoed in the cave.
"Blood... I want blood!"