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"call……"

Several people went back and forth, surrounded the energy of the source world, and began to search.

After searching for half an hour, these few people stopped.

"Old Ancestor, did you make a mistake, where did you come from?"

"Yes, ancestor, it seems that you are overthinking."

After a while of discussion, the few people gradually walked away.

……

Chapter 427 Harvesting energy and pretending to be a puppet

Su Ziyang lay on the tree, motionless.

Even the breathing became extremely slow, following the earth's breathing, extremely well-proportioned.

This wait is an hour.

This time, those transparent figures did not return.

Su Ziyang was like an ape, climbing down the tree.

Came to the ground, glanced around, and at the same time, the illusion was used, wrapped around himself, and walked forward.

Without any accidents, Su Ziyang came to the energy mine of the source world, and then moved his left and right hands together to put them into the space ring one by one.

"Send it, send it!"

While collecting, while murmuring.

Without any surprises, Su Ziyang's collection was completed.

A total of more than 6000 million yuan is a great wealth.

Enough to become a fifth-rank Martial Immortal by yourself!

However, to become a ninth-rank Martial Immortal, the energy of the source world needed will be massive.

They set up a few traps and used tens of millions of Yuanjie energy. Presumably, there must be a huge amount of Yuanjie energy in this world.

"By the way, what did they say about the Ancestral Dream Stone?"

"I just need this thing!"

Thinking of this, Su Ziyang's eyes kept bursting with light.

"Go and see, what's going on!"

Thinking of this, Su Ziyang took a step forward, shuttling back and forth in the blood forest.

After half a day.

Su Ziyang came to an underground cave and looked at an old monster who was waving a magic staff and constantly exorcising people's consciousness.

"Erasure of consciousness, such a ruthless method, what do they want them to do?"

"Let them become puppets instead of obliterating them, there must be other uses!"

Thinking of this, Su Ziyang followed these puppets and walked forward step by step.

In the position where no one was guarding, with a thought, Su Ziyang used illusion to transform into one of the puppets, and walked forward along with everyone, with eyes blank.

Soon, they came to an open space paved with bluestone.

Here, there is a platform, on which stands dozens of people wearing red masks.

The audience was full of puppets.

At a glance, there are at least nearly a million.

That mighty appearance is like an army.

Su Ziyang swept his eyes away and stared at the stage, his expression couldn't help but change.

Soon, he recovered.

At this moment, beads of sweat slowly overflowed from his forehead.

After scanning just now, he discovered that there was a person on the stage who had already condensed into a godhead.

Although this godhead has not been completed, the divine power contained in it will tear people's minds apart just by looking at it.

This kind of person is definitely a half-step god!

Almost, let him find himself, at that time, he will definitely die.

"Here, how can there be half-step gods?"

"This is a big trouble!"

Su Ziyang murmured, frowning and thinking about countermeasures.

However, any countermeasures cannot resolve the immediate crisis.

In the face of real strength, any means and strategies are useless.

Now, we can only take one step at a time.

"Old Ancestor, everyone is here, do you want to carry out blood refining?"

At this time, one person spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Su Ziyang's expression froze.

Hearing the name, one knew it was not a good thing.

However, if I escape from the team, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous.

"Damn it! I'm careless!"

Su Ziyang cursed secretly, and could only wait quietly.

The half-step god dressed in a blood robe and full of breath swept his eyes, looked at nearly a million puppets, and nodded in satisfaction.

He is the owner of the Blood Dream Pavilion, one of the three major powers in the Ancestral Dream Realm—the Blood Dream Patriarch.

"Millions of people, this blood training, there will be 20 left!"

"With these 20 blood puppets, and the other two pavilions, I still have to be afraid of them?"

"This time, we will definitely win the battle of Zumeng. We may even win Zumeng's heart and unify the world!"

"Ha ha……"

The ancestor of Xuemeng looked up to the sky and smiled, looking crazy.

"Ancestor Blood Dream, mighty and unrivaled, piercing the sky!"

"Unify the ancestral dream, you can grab it!"

All the subordinates knelt down and saluted together.

With the movement of his hand, all the puppets also bowed down one after another.

The neat voice shook the entire cave, reverberating slowly, and it has not been calm for a long time.

"well!"

"Get up!"

"Blood refining, start immediately!"

As soon as the words came out.

The four men in the blood robes of alien beasts moved immediately.

"Crack..."

They walked around the stone wall and pressed different switches.

The huge iron chain friction sound continued to sound.

Immediately afterwards, four large holes were slowly pierced in the top wall above the head.

Around the puppets, a barrier slowly took shape, covering them all.

"Wow..."

Like a torrent of blood, pouring down from the big hole.

Not long after, nearly a million puppets were all covered in blood and sank in it.

"Zi..."

These blood, with the power of corrosion against the sky, burned crazily on the puppets.

Even Su Ziyang is the same.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

It's like trying to burn people's bones and burn people's bodies.

The skin festered, the muscles melted away, and the bones were scorched black...

It is simply torture on earth.

Su Ziyang really wanted to scream, but he didn't dare!

In front of him, a group of puppets, even if their heads were melted off, they would not say a word.

If he yelled loudly, he would surely die.

insist.

Hold on.

Su Ziyang stood there, motionless.

That expression was no different from that of a puppet.

"Zi..."

Burning continues.

Like everyone else, Su Ziyang's remaining skull was also melted clean.

Now, only the soul is still holding on.

Also here.

"call……"

An incomparably pure power surged quickly from the blood.

Su Ziyang's skull slowly gathered to wrap his soul.

That pale golden luster, it seems, is indestructible.

On top of the light golden luster, there are a few bloody lines intertwined with the golden color, giving it a special flavor.

"call……"

The surrounding energy, like a tsunami, rushed towards Su Ziyang.

The entire sea of ​​blood was completely spinning.

Seeing this scene, Blood Dream Patriarch's eyes sparkled unsteadily.

"This... this..." Patriarch Xuemeng was stunned, unable to react for a long time.

All eyes were also fixed on this scene.

"call……"

After Su Ziyang's skull was condensed and formed, it was followed by the vertebrae, followed by the bones of the limbs.

When the bones of the whole body are formed, the meridians are condensed and formed.

In the end, the flesh and skin are shaped like 3D printing.

That bronzed skin, it seemed, was indestructible.

Su Ziyang stood there, motionless.