Chapter 887: Underworld Stele

Chu Qianye was quite surprised.

It doesn't make sense.

"Hey, no, this is the god pattern of the demon clan, and it needs the blood energy of the demon clan to open it." There is also a row of demon scripts on the blood slot, which are the size of tadpoles. If you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. come out.

"Boss, you seem to have the heart of a Wuji demon saint, and your blood should be fine." Xiaobao said.

Chu Qianye nodded lightly, cut his finger, and stimulated the heart of the Wuji Demon Saint, blood flowed out slowly.

tick.

One drop fell into the blood tank, and when two drops came, the ancient and vicissitudes of the gate finally responded, and a ray of light shot towards the sky, illuminating the entire bloody area of ​​Huangquan.

"Ok?"

The eyes of all the nearby sect forces flickered, fixedly staring at the depths of Huangquan Blood Region, full of shock.

"This breath seems to be the breath of the demon saint of the underworld, so it can't be..."

"The stele of the demon saint of Huangquan!"

The faces of the people were surprised for a while, and the two sects, three valleys, and Sifang Pavilion all raised their heads at this moment, and their eyes swept towards the blood of Huangquan.

The stele of the demon saint of Huangquan, it is said that it has his unique knowledge and blood.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and a fiery look flashed across their eyes.

If this kind of divine treasure of the strong can be obtained, it will definitely benefit endlessly!

"Deep in the blood domain of Huangquan."

"This has to be fought for. We missed the opportunity to win the treasure of the Wuji Demon Saint. We definitely can't miss it this time!"

"Everyone, if we want to enter the depths of the blood domain of Huangquan, we must wipe out the powerful wild beasts. We must put aside our personal and sect's grievances and private enmities, and join hands to go in together. After entering the depths of the blood domain of Huangquan, everyone will fight according to their own abilities. What do you all think about competing for the sacred treasure of the Demon Saint of the Underworld?"

"it is good!"

Everyone made a promise, sacrificed their mysterious soldiers one after another, formed a formation, and plundered into the depths of the bloody area of ​​Huangquan.

A few black shadows appeared, and upon closer inspection, they were people from the Hall of Hunting Souls, or familiar faces, Guan Qiantong and his generals!

"Qiantong, should we continue to look for Chu Qianye, or should we first participate in the battle for Huangquan Yaosheng Shenzang?" A slender woman asked lightly, with an extremely evil smile on her face.

"Chu Qianye fled to the blood domain of the Yellow Springs. He can't escape. Let a few spies seal off the only way to go. Let's go and participate in the battle for the Demon Saint's Treasure in the Yellow Springs." Guan Qiantong said lightly.

"Hehe, I knew you would say that." The woman laughed so hard that the branches of the flower trembled wildly, causing the men around her to swallow their saliva viciously, but they didn't dare to show it too obviously. The woman in front of her was a rose with thorns. They are very afraid, and they are even less courageous.

"Follow up." Guan Qiantong said lightly, and when he finished speaking, his figure suddenly swept forward, forming several yin qi in the void, and disappeared in front of his eyes like a giant python.

-==-The door finally opened slowly.

Chu Qianye and Xiaobao walked in cautiously.

However, there is no hidden weapon in the mechanism, and there is only one altar in the entire temple, which is very strange. Logically speaking, an altar should not be built in the temple, but the psychology of the Huangquan Demon Saint is extremely difficult to guess, so Chu Qianye did not dare to act rashly Self-guess.

His eyes swept across the altar in front of him.

This altar is extremely magnificent, and it is completely made of cyan jade.

Chu Qianye's gaze continued to move upwards.

In the center of the altar, there is a huge light yellow stone tablet about 100 feet long, like a dead mountain, shrouded in an ancient atmosphere, as if it is eternal.

"Is this the stele of the Demon Saint of the Underworld?"

Chu Qianye raised his head and looked at the stone tablet in front of him.

On the stone tablet, there are engraved with many strange divine patterns, faintly emitting a star-like brilliance, on the stone tablet, there is actually carved a big finger, and there is a huge palm print of half a foot, a faint and strange feeling. Awns spread out from it.

"Boss, will there be the cultivation method of Huang Quan Tian Fu?" Xiao Bao asked.

"Very likely." Chu Qianye nodded lightly, and said, "However, I don't think it's that simple to obtain this cultivation method. This stone tablet is probably the last test, and there should be other A space, and only by entering this space, can there be a possibility of obtaining the method of cultivation."

"What about the blood essence of the Demon Saint of the Underworld?" Xiao Bao glanced up and down the stele, and said with lingering fear, "The aura of this stele is so terrifying, I can't seem to move forward. The enveloping power makes me very uncomfortable."

Why didn't Chu Qianye feel uncomfortable?

This stele is indeed what was left behind by the half-step master. The martial arts aura emanating from it, before he even got close to the stele, that force blasted away his perception.

Even if he is afraid of the coming of the venerable, he must be afraid of three points, let alone his martial arts cultivation of the fifth level of the extreme world?

"Boss, what should we do now?" Xiao Bao asked, feeling as if he saw the delicacies but couldn't put his mouth down.

Chu Qianye frowned.

He first saluted solemnly in front of the stele, and then said: "Young Chu Qianye, come in today, hoping to obtain the inheritance of the senior, if you intend to disturb or offend, don't blame it."

In fact, Chu Qianye didn't know if this method was suitable, and he didn't know if the Demon Saint of Huangquan could sense it.

However, the other party was once a half-step master, a powerful man who had been brilliant for a while, and he was able to bear his salute out of emotion and reason, and he had nothing to lose anyway.

"Boss, are you sure?" Xiao Bao asked worriedly.

It's all here, so who cares if he's sure? Is it possible to go back if you are not sure?

"I'm not sure, try it." Chu Qianye said lightly: "Xiaobao, you enter the Naling Ring first, and if anything happens to me, you take your sister-in-law and the others out of here as soon as possible."

Xiao Bao was taken aback, but nodded in agreement.

The demon saint of Huangquan, a character who dominates in half a step, is actually a simple person?

There is nothing wrong with Chu Qianye doing this.

"Then boss, be careful, if you need help, you can just say it." Xiaobao said, and then entered the Naling Ring.

Chu Qianye stepped on the sole of his foot, and a terrifying coercion descended on him immediately.

"Boom!"

When Chu Qianye was about to reach the stele, a violent force suddenly roared out, knocking him out of the void a few meters away in the blink of an eye, quite embarrassing.

It is worthy of being a half-step master!

In this case, I can't get close at all, so I can only try with two souls, so I have to set up the Heavenly Slaughtering Immortal Formation and let the puppets protect me.

Thinking of this, Chu Qianye set up the Heavenly Slaughter and Immortal Execution Formation at the door, put the half-step Venerable puppet into the formation, and added four puppets. After finishing all these, Chu Qianye tried again.

This time he learned his lesson, and tested the power of martial arts breath step by step.

When he was still five meters away from the stele, Chu Qianye seemed to have reached his limit.

Only here!

"Little Treasure, you should come out and protect me." Chu Qianye said in a divine voice.

Xiao Bao flitted out and stood beside Chu Qianye.

"During this time, don't let anyone disturb me."

Xiaobao nodded slightly.

Chu Qianye sat down cross-legged slowly, and the soul in his eyebrows was ready to move.

The body trembled slightly, and immediately a somewhat illusory figure stepped out from between the eyebrows, and then hovered in front of the stone tablet.