Chapter 793: Against Common Sense

"He is absorbing blood energy!"

"Interrupt him!"

After a moment of astonishment, rapid shouts suddenly sounded.

The monks present are all at the third level of cultivation. As a real person, they are all well-informed.

No matter how weird the scene is, it cannot escape the essence of the world of immortality.

It is nothing more than inner and outer cognition.

Weird beyond recognition...and obviously evolving in an even weirder direction...

It is so weird that if you still sit back and watch its evolution, it would be beyond description stupid.

No one hesitated, they all took action boldly, and the turbulent attacks came down suddenly, trying to interrupt the strange flow of blood!

boom! boom! boom!

As the attacks fell violently, on top of the altar and on the throne surrounded by blood, a terrifying surge of spiritual light burst out. The gorgeous spiritual energy waves, like a tsunami, swept through the seeping lake water and spread rapidly in all directions. With.

The already cracked cave dome was shaken by this unbridled attack, and ferocious cracks spread rapidly. The seeping lake water poured down into the cave like curtains of water one after another.

But under everyone's view, under such a terrifying joint attack, this majestic and towering altar, even the throne above the altar, and the strange figure were not damaged at all.

Every time an attack falls, the blood flowing upstream from the altar highlights the blood and turns into an invisible barrier, blocking the coming attack.

With such obvious traces, it was impossible for the monks present not to notice it. After a few blows, one by one they looked at "Gu Yan" who was "the best at formation" among them.

"This thief practices evil methods..."

Chu Mu hesitated, then he jumped up and stood in the palace. His sleeves and robes were rolled up, and a ball of blood floated in front of him. His consciousness only lasted for a moment, so he suddenly pulled away and was outside the palace in the blink of an eye.

Feishan couldn't wait to ask: "Fellow Taoist, what did you find?"

"This blood..."

Chu Mu frowned, raised his finger to make a knife, and divided the blood beads into six parts. He raised his hand and wiped the blood beads, and the six blood beads were suspended in front of everyone present.

Seeing this, everyone also looked at the water droplets floating in front of them one after another. After everyone noticed it, they all had expressions of doubt, but they all showed strange colors.

"This blood...is not blood!"

Cloud Eagle was surprised, but seemed a little confused.

Several other people also looked suspicious, even confused.

"This blood energy is extraordinary..."

"Such a hodgepodge, such chaos, how could He possibly devour..."

Chu Mu's voice was solemn, even a little unbelievable.

Whether blood, essence, or blood, they all fall within the category of essence, energy, and spirit, and they all have clear boundaries.

However, it is difficult to find any clear boundaries in this blood. At first glance, it seems to be blood, but if you take a closer look, it is not difficult to detect that this blood is a complete hodgepodge.

Essence, energy, spirit, even memories that have not been erased, fragments of lust... It is equivalent to all the remnants after the death of a living being, all mixed together without any processing.

If that was all, it wouldn't be surprising.

Just like the Yunlan Frontline and the Demon-Suppressing Islands, where there were brutal battles one after another, the remnants after the death of countless creatures were often such a hodgepodge.

But the problem is that after collecting such a hodgepodge, they are often further purified to remove the impurities and purify the useful blood energy and soul fragments.

Finally, after purification, it can be turned into a blood-based remnant soul spiritual material circulating in the market in the world of immortality, and can also be used by monks.

And such a hodgepodge in front of us...

Chu Mu looked up and saw the gurgling blood flowing up the steps, gathering at the throne at the top of the altar, and flowing around the unknown figure.

Even if you only look directly with the naked eye, you can clearly see the blood surrounding the unknown person. Countless blood is swallowed up by this figure every minute and every second.

The fact is very clear. This hodgepodge, which is no different from the poison, has turned into a great tonic for this unknown person.

Every minute and every second, like a whale, it is devouring the vast amount of blood in this palace. In this devouring, even if only a little breath escapes, you can still get a glimpse of the increasingly terrifying aura of this figure. .

Even the originally human body seemed to have begun to undergo some unknown changes, alienating into an inhuman and twisted form.

At this moment, before Chu Mu could say anything, the monks who were looking at the blood beads in front of each other also reacted one after another.

boom! boom! boom!

One attack after another fell again, bombarding the altar throne with the intention of interrupting some kind of transformation of the unknown terrifying existence.

When the continuous offensive fell, this time, the blood light emerging on the altar finally saw fluctuations. With each attack, the blood light membrane appeared like ripples in a lake.

Seeing this situation, everyone's momentum rose. As they raised their hands to seal the seals, they all showed their magical powers. The dark dome was suddenly tainted with a layer of colorful light when the spell attack suddenly fell.

And the blood-colored membrane that blocked all offensives became increasingly fragile and crumbling as everyone's offensive wore off.

In the end, just as everyone expected, as the successive turbulent attacks fell, the blood-colored diaphragm that had reached its limit was finally unable to support it, and after a violent flash, it shattered.

At this moment, the blood that was flowing upstream seemed to be interrupted and lost its power. After a short pause, the blood all flowed down the altar. On the altar, the figure surrounded by blood finally slowly revealed its true self as the blood flowed down.

On the throne, a young man was sitting upright.

The man's eyes were closed, as if he had endured some kind of terrifying load. His face was difficult to distort. His blood-stained robe was also moving without wind.

The motionless body seemed to have bred some kind of terrifying existence. The body was bulging and sinking from time to time. The distorted state was even difficult to distinguish the human form.

"Playing tricks, kill him!"

Feishan shouted angrily, and as he jumped, the dissipated strange giant horse condensed again. With a shrill roar, the giant horse leaped, and the golden flames surged, and flew towards the man sitting on the top of the altar.

"Go!"

The other two Gu cultivators of the Emerald Tribe followed closely behind, each showing their magical powers. A giant white tiger and a blood-red demon wolf also condensed one after another.

Although they were just phantoms, they also showed their real strength. While roaring, they rushed towards the altar and bit one after another.

Seeing the Emerald Tribe cultivator so decisive, the other few people only hesitated for a moment and followed him to attack the man...

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