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Volume 3 Chapter 254 Blood Shadow, Messenger of Hell

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    "Use my body as a sacrifice, my soul as a guide, the bloody summons from another world, absorb the blood and soul. Blood sacrifice to the sky, the gate of hell appears."

    The old and loud voice resounded throughout the canyon. Listening to the ancestor's voice, the Purple Golden Rat King suddenly thought of something in his heart, and was suddenly frightened. While frantically attacking the prison, he shouted crazily.

    "Ximen Yan, you old immortal, do you want to die? Even if you want to die, don't ask us to support you. Bastard, that is a blood sacrifice. Do you really don't want to live?" The Purple Golden Rat King seemed to have lost his mind.  Normally sane, shouting madly.

    The ancestor ignored the shouts of the Purple Golden Rat King. With a smile on his face, he turned to look at the Human Alliance army that had left the canyon, feeling relieved.  The mouth began to spit out unspeakable curses again.

    Seeing that the ancestor ignored him at all, the Purple Golden Rat King was really flustered. He looked at the magic that imprisoned him. He couldn't break through it in a short period of time. Then he looked at the army of warcraft standing there in surprise.  Watch the changes in the air.

    The Purple Golden Rat King burst into anger and roared loudly: "You bastard, are you all idiots? Do you want to die? Didn't you see that old immortal Ximen Yan is about to attack? What are you doing standing there stupidly?  Yeah, get out of here and go to the top of the cliff. Hurry up, it's too late."

    Listening to the crazy roar of the Purple Golden Rat King, the few surviving holy-level monsters led the army of monsters to retreat quickly and ran desperately towards the cliff.

    Although they didn¡¯t know what their ancestor was doing, they knew that a crisis was slowly approaching them. At first, they were surprised, but now they are escaping from this place as quickly as possible.

    The Purple Golden Rat King looked at the rapidly retreating army of Warcraft, feeling somewhat comforted in his heart. Even if he died here, the Army of Warcraft was preserved, otherwise he would really have no face to see his elder brother again.

    It has to be said that the current thoughts of the Purple Golden Rat King are the same as those of the ancestors. They have already realized that they are facing death, and their attention is focused on the army.

    The magic that the ancestor cast that changes the color of the world is really just as the ancestor said.  This was taken out of an ancient cave at the risk of his life when he was traveling across the continent.

    After it was safe, the ancestor came to understand this magic. In his mind, this magic was like his own "pseudo disaster", a powerful magic left over from ancient times.

    But when he first realized it, he knew the power of this thing.  It is so powerful that even souls can escape.  But the price for using him is sacrifices and guidance objects, as well as thousands of flesh and blood and souls to fully demonstrate his power.

    After the ancestor realized the success, he once thought that he would never have the chance to use it in this life. After all, the things needed above were too amazing. Thousands of flesh and blood and souls, which means thousands of lives.  .

    But the current situation leaves the ancestor with no choice. Instead of watching the Human Alliance army dying, it is better to use his own death to cast this magic and kill the Purple Golden Rat King completely.

    The Purple Golden Rat King is different. He is a Warcraft that has lived for countless years. It can be said that he is a Warcraft that has survived from the ancient times. He knows everything about the ancient times.

    He once saw a ninth-level peak human performing blood sacrifice, but at that time only ten thousand people died, so it could only cause the small patch of sky above his head to change color.  Even so, it still killed a human who had just stepped into the holy level.

    But what about now?  A total of 30 million lives perished in this canyon, using the tyrannical strength of the ancestor as a sacrifice and guidance. Looking at the changes in the sky, it was really hard for him to imagine what would happen next.  matter.

    But one thing is very clear, this canyon is the range of the ancestor¡¯s attack.  Therefore, the Purple Golden Rat King wants to break the ancestor's imprisonment as soon as possible and escape from this place of right and wrong.

    After confirming that he could not escape in a short time, he had some consciousness in his heart and ordered all the army of Warcraft to leave here quickly and leave this place of death.

    Only by leaving here can we gain a chance of survival and discuss the victory of this battle.  The Purple Golden Rat King looked up at his ancestor. He really didn't expect that his ancestor would use this move.

    It all takes a long time, but it only happens in the blink of an eye.  The army of Warcraft had just retreated when the bloody sky changed again because of the ancestor's spell.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not have any edge, slowly began to stir with the sound of the ancestor¡¯s spells, as if it had vitality. From far to near, the blood color in the sky slowly began to change.of reduction.

    The blood color shrunk very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the blood color sky basically disappeared. What was left was only the blood color in the thousand-foot sky above the ancestor. At this time, the blood color looked more like blood rolling in the sky.  .

    The thick smell of blood quickly filled the entire canyon. Some monsters that smelled the smell of blood suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, but their bodies exploded strangely. The explosion was very clean, forming a cloud of blood mist that filled the air.

    The blood-colored sky continued to shrink, and the thick smell of blood became more pungent. More and more monsters turned into blood mist-like existences, which further stimulated the nerves of the monster army, and they ran desperately.  With.

    The blood-colored sky that was a thousand feet in size once shrank to five hundred feet, then shrunk to one hundred feet, and then stopped moving again.  At this time, the bloody sky turned into a vast sea of ??blood, rolling in the air.

    "Haha" The ancestor suddenly laughed, and a blood-colored light pillar that enveloped him suddenly shrank, and a strong sense of oppression fell on the ancestor. The ancestor had no chance to resist, and it was  Amidst the laughter, it turned into a pool of blood mist, floating in the air.

    The blood mist fluctuated, and a transparent figure slowly appeared in the light pillar. The blood mist was sucked by the transparent figure and fell on the body. In the blink of an eye, a bloody figure was formed.

    The face of the bloody figure slowly squirmed and turned into the appearance of the ancestor.  That transparent figure is the soul of the ancestor, and this bloody figure at this time can only be regarded as the messenger of hell after giving his life.

    After the bloody figure formed, the light of the light pillar became even more intense.  The hundred-foot sea of ??blood at the other end quickly fell towards the blood shadow at an extremely fast speed.

    In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Xueying.  A trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on Xueying's indifferent face, and with a "buzz" the space fluctuated, the blood-colored light beam disappeared, and Xueying stood at the edge of the blood sea, facing the Purple Golden Rat King and Yiqian who had not escaped yet.  Army of Warcraft.

    "Giggle My ancestor has transformed into the messenger of hell today and vows to take your life." After standing up, Xueying looked at the Purple Golden Rat King who was still imprisoned, opened and closed his mouth, and said mechanically.

    As soon as Xueying finished speaking, he was met with the surprised gaze of the Purple Golden Rat King. He slowly raised his hands and looked up to the sky.  After Xueying finished doing this, the sea of ??blood behind him suddenly started churning, and the height of the churning on the surface of the sea of ??blood became higher and higher, as if something was about to emerge from the sea of ??blood.

    With the boiling of the blood sea, nine blood-colored vortexes suddenly formed quickly around the blood sea. Nine strong suction forces were generated from the blood-colored whirlpools, sucking in all the flesh, blood, and souls in the canyon.

    "Bangbangbang" The low sound kept ringing, and the broken limbs and corpses scattered in the canyon turned into a pool of blood mist like the monsters that had just died.  As the dull sounds continued to sound, more and more corpses turned into blood mist, floating in the air, being sucked in by the nine bloody whirlpools and injected into the sea of ??blood.

    The sea of ????blood is constantly joined by blood mist, and the churning becomes even more violent.  And the messenger of hell who stood by the sea of ??blood and claimed to be the ancestor had the blood on his body flickering.  When the blood light was very dazzling, a line of blood light separated from the blood shadow and illuminated the churning sea of ??blood.

    Within a short period of time, all the corpses and blood in the canyon were sucked clean, and the canyon returned to the state before the war.  But in the sound of "Woooo", the nine bloody vortexes were still sucking and tugging, as if something was fighting against them.

    Seeing this situation, Blood Shadow's body was filled with blood, and a series of obscure and transparent energy bodies were sucked into the vortex. These were the souls of thirty million dead people.  Bloody light flashed on Xueying's body, all the souls were sucked in, and the bloody vortex disappeared.  The churning sea of ??blood suddenly gave off a strong breath of death, and the gate to hell was about to appear.

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