Chapter 5447
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"Everyone spread out to make room for senior." Ghost handsome said solemnly.
The blood poison displayed by the Blood Poison King is quite ruthless, and it is very easy to spread. Others may be infected with the blood poison just by coming into contact with the poisoned person.
Many cultivators had already heard of the name of the Blood Poison King, and they did not need Guishuai's orders.
Seeing this, Fang Ying disagreed.
She closed her eyes and began to silently dispel the poison in her body with mana.
But it happened that in the process of exercising, the blood poison began to expand recklessly, and the more suppressed it, the stronger it became.
"Damn!" Fang Yingbei clenched her teeth, her face pale.
The dignified world master master, but accidentally contracted the poison.
She could feel that the poison was eroding her mana little by little, and it wouldn't be long before she couldn't even use 50% of her current strength.
Boom!
At this moment, the temple shook violently, making a loud noise.
From the ceiling, wisps of sand fell one after another, and in an instant, the surrounding buildings shook, making a "squeaky" sound.
Outside the temple, a fierce and strong body slowly walked under the shadow of the blood moon.
"It turned out to be hiding here. Even if the Underworld God is manifested today, you will surely die."
The majestic voice spread throughout the void, and finally landed inside the temple. The person who came was the Blood Poison King.
In the entire temple, everyone was as pale as paper.
The old priest shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! Nether beings, when you enter the Nether Shrine, you should keep your words and actions carefully, but you dare to attack the Shrine, it's simply outrageous."
A cold snort from the Blood Poison King came from outside the door: "What is breaking the rules, will this king care?"
After speaking, a series of more violent bombardments broke out.
The temple began to shake violently again, and a string of dense dark scriptures emanated from the pillars, interlaced with light and dark, and immortal power spread out.
Every underworld temple will receive a blessing from the underworld god when it is established.
This blessing has lasted for decades, and to this day, the effect is still dazzling.
The crowd trapped in the temple slowed down a little, if it can be defended, it is still the best.
"You are a mere rural ghost king, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the Underworld Temple!" The old priest had a serious face and shouted in a deep voice.
Outside the temple, it was quiet for a long time.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fears: "It is still the strong temple of the Underworld, even stronger than our camp."
"You don't even think about it, this was the place where the Underworld God descended, so it's naturally extraordinary."
"The King of Blood Poison is going to collapse this time."
However, Gui Shuai frowned and asked the old priest: "When was the last time you defended the great formation?"
The old priest's turbid eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of light, and he was about to speak when the defensive formation of the temple was rapidly weakening.
"what happened!"
"The big formation is being broken open, can't there be a master of formation outside the door?"
Countless people just recovered from their happiness, and their mood instantly fell into hell.
They watched the defensive formation weaken a little bit.
"High priest, come out and surrender, the king only kills the defenders of the fourth realm."
"Yes, High Priest, those who know the times are Junjie!"
Outside the door, there was a sound of persuading to surrender.
When the high priest heard these words, the old body began to tremble violently, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The people who are destroying the defensive formation outside are the other priests in the former temple.
Seeing that the situation was not right, they turned their heads and left. They did not expect to take refuge under the command of the Blood Poison King and counterattack the temple.
"It's over, if the Blood Poison King attacks, we will all die."
"Quick, get ready to meet the enemy."
Everyone panicked. There were only a hundred people in the palace. How could they be the opponents of the tens of thousands of Yan family's tigers and wolves?
The high priest wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, stumbled to the statue of the Underworld God, and knelt down suddenly.
"God, outsiders are demolishing your temple and want to kill your most loyal servant, please save us!"
The high priest begged bitterly.
Many showed an air of pity, but no one followed suit.
The Underworld God is dead, this is the consensus of the Netherworld.
After decades of not appearing holy, the majestic statue of the god of the underworld has also become dim.
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"Everyone spread out to make room for senior." Ghost handsome said solemnly.
The blood poison displayed by the Blood Poison King is quite ruthless, and it is very easy to spread. Others may be infected with the blood poison just by coming into contact with the poisoned person.
Many cultivators had already heard of the name of the Blood Poison King, and they did not need Guishuai's orders.
Seeing this, Fang Ying disagreed.
She closed her eyes and began to silently dispel the poison in her body with mana.
But it happened that in the process of exercising, the blood poison began to expand recklessly, and the more suppressed it, the stronger it became.
"Damn!" Fang Yingbei clenched her teeth, her face pale.
The dignified world master master, but accidentally contracted the poison.
She could feel that the poison was eroding her mana little by little, and it wouldn't be long before she couldn't even use 50% of her current strength.
Boom!
At this moment, the temple shook violently, making a loud noise.
From the ceiling, wisps of sand fell one after another, and in an instant, the surrounding buildings shook, making a "squeaky" sound.
Outside the temple, a fierce and strong body slowly walked under the shadow of the blood moon.
"It turned out to be hiding here. Even if the Underworld God is manifested today, you will surely die."
The majestic voice spread throughout the void, and finally landed inside the temple. The person who came was the Blood Poison King.
In the entire temple, everyone was as pale as paper.
The old priest shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! Nether beings, when you enter the Nether Shrine, you should keep your words and actions carefully, but you dare to attack the Shrine, it's simply outrageous."
A cold snort from the Blood Poison King came from outside the door: "What is breaking the rules, will this king care?"
After speaking, a series of more violent bombardments broke out.
The temple began to shake violently again, and a string of dense dark scriptures emanated from the pillars, interlaced with light and dark, and immortal power spread out.
Every underworld temple will receive a blessing from the underworld god when it is established.
This blessing has lasted for decades, and to this day, the effect is still dazzling.
The crowd trapped in the temple slowed down a little, if it can be defended, it is still the best.
"You are a mere rural ghost king, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the Underworld Temple!" The old priest had a serious face and shouted in a deep voice.
Outside the temple, it was quiet for a long time.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fears: "It is still the strong temple of the Underworld, even stronger than our camp."
"You don't even think about it, this was the place where the Underworld God descended, so it's naturally extraordinary."
"The King of Blood Poison is going to collapse this time."
However, Gui Shuai frowned and asked the old priest: "When was the last time you defended the great formation?"
The old priest's turbid eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of light, and he was about to speak when the defensive formation of the temple was rapidly weakening.
"what happened!"
"The big formation is being broken open, can't there be a master of formation outside the door?"
Countless people just recovered from their happiness, and their mood instantly fell into hell.
They watched the defensive formation weaken a little bit.
"High priest, come out and surrender, the king only kills the defenders of the fourth realm."
"Yes, High Priest, those who know the times are Junjie!"
Outside the door, there was a sound of persuading to surrender.
When the high priest heard these words, the old body began to tremble violently, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The people who are destroying the defensive formation outside are the other priests in the former temple.
Seeing that the situation was not right, they turned their heads and left. They did not expect to take refuge under the command of the Blood Poison King and counterattack the temple.
"It's over, if the Blood Poison King attacks, we will all die."
"Quick, get ready to meet the enemy."
Everyone panicked. There were only a hundred people in the palace. How could they be the opponents of the tens of thousands of Yan family's tigers and wolves?
The high priest wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, stumbled to the statue of the Underworld God, and knelt down suddenly.
"God, outsiders are demolishing your temple and want to kill your most loyal servant, please save us!"
The high priest begged bitterly.
Many showed an air of pity, but no one followed suit.
The Underworld God is dead, this is the consensus of the Netherworld.
After decades of not appearing holy, the majestic statue of the god of the underworld has also become dim.
"Everyone spread out to make room for senior." Ghost handsome said solemnly.The blood poison displayed by the Blood Poison King is quite ruthless, and it is very easy to spread. Others may be infected with the blood poison just by coming into contact with the poisoned person.Many cultivators had already heard of the name of the Blood Poison King, and they did not need Guishuai's orders.Seeing this, Fang Ying disagreed.She closed her eyes and began to silently dispel the poison in her body with mana.But it happened that in the process of exercising, the blood poison began to expand recklessly, and the more suppressed it, the stronger it became."Damn!" Fang Yingbei clenched her teeth, her face pale.The dignified world master master, but accidentally contracted the poison.She could feel that the poison was eroding her mana little by little, and it wouldn't be long before she couldn't even use 50% of her current strength.Boom!At this moment, the temple shook violently, making a loud noise.From the ceiling, wisps of sand fell one after another, and in an instant, the surrounding buildings shook, making a "squeaky" sound.Outside the temple, a fierce and strong body slowly walked under the shadow of the blood moon."It turned out to be hiding here. Even if the Underworld God is manifested today, you will surely die."The majestic voice spread throughout the void, and finally landed inside the temple. The person who came was the Blood Poison King.In the entire temple, everyone was as pale as paper.The old priest shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! Nether beings, when you enter the Nether Shrine, you should keep your words and actions carefully, but you dare to attack the Shrine, it's simply outrageous."A cold snort from the Blood Poison King came from outside the door: "What is breaking the rules, will this king care?"After speaking, a series of more violent bombardments broke out.The temple began to shake violently again, and a string of dense dark scriptures emanated from the pillars, interlaced with light and dark, and immortal power spread out.Every underworld temple will receive a blessing from the underworld god when it is established.This blessing has lasted for decades, and to this day, the effect is still dazzling.The crowd trapped in the temple slowed down a little, if it can be defended, it is still the best."You are a mere rural ghost king, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the Underworld Temple!" The old priest had a serious face and shouted in a deep voice.Outside the temple, it was quiet for a long time.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fears: "It is still the strong temple of the Underworld, even stronger than our camp.""You don't even think about it, this was the place where the Underworld God descended, so it's naturally extraordinary.""The King of Blood Poison is going to collapse this time."However, Gui Shuai frowned and asked the old priest: "When was the last time you defended the great formation?"The old priest's turbid eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of light, and he was about to speak when the defensive formation of the temple was rapidly weakening."what happened!""The big formation is being broken open, can't there be a master of formation outside the door?"Countless people just recovered from their happiness, and their mood instantly fell into hell.They watched the defensive formation weaken a little bit."High priest, come out and surrender, the king only kills the defenders of the fourth realm.""Yes, High Priest, those who know the times are Junjie!"Outside the door, there was a sound of persuading to surrender.When the high priest heard these words, the old body began to tremble violently, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.The people who are destroying the defensive formation outside are the other priests in the former temple.Seeing that the situation was not right, they turned their heads and left. They did not expect to take refuge under the command of the Blood Poison King and counterattack the temple."It's over, if the Blood Poison King attacks, we will all die.""Quick, get ready to meet the enemy."Everyone panicked. There were only a hundred people in the palace. How could they be the opponents of the tens of thousands of Yan family's tigers and wolves?The high priest wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, stumbled to the statue of the Underworld God, and knelt down suddenly."God, outsiders are demolishing your temple and want to kill your most loyal servant, please save us!"The high priest begged bitterly.Many showed an air of pity, but no one followed suit.The Underworld God is dead, this is the consensus of the Netherworld.After decades of not appearing holy, the majestic statue of the god of the underworld has also become dim.
