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In the Haotian Valley, I don't know when a huge bamboo forest appeared, which strictly shielded the valley mouth.

In the bamboo forest, stands a huge giant of nearly one hundred meters, it is the sacrificial altar.

At the top of the triangular pillar, there was a faint black dragon shadow wrapped around it. It was said to be a entanglement. In fact, it was only a few feet long.

As the blood scorpion on the tower gradually dried up, the color of the dragon shadow became thick and insignificant.

As the host, after the body demon was stuffed into the sky blue **** hairpin, the blood scorpion had completely become a corpse, but at any rate it was originally a Tier 6 fairy beast, so the essence and blood could not be wasted.

It's just that the original level of the Dragon Emperor was too high, and his recovery speed was much lower than Xiang Yang's budget. After being severely injured, he had been in a deep sleep for this period of time, and even his instinctive consciousness had not been awakened.

In the North Sea, blood is irrigated almost every day. This sacrificial altar grows extremely fast. As long as it is fully mature and successfully crosses the catastrophe again, it can enter the next stage-the manifestation period.

Xiang Yang is not worried about the catastrophe, he is now a little brother of the heaven...Why are you still afraid of this?

At this stage, the power of the sacrificial altar can be truly manifested. This is not only reflected in the effect of the forbidden method, but also in its other peculiar ability-totem manifestation.

The sacrificial altar in the manifestation period can manifest various totem poles by continuously absorbing the energy of essence and blood.

If compared with the magic weapon of the cultivator, any totem pole is at least a treasure of the magic weapon level, and even the effect is more mysterious.

Forbidden air, forbidden law, gravity, five element immunity...Each totem pole can acquire at least one ability.

Moreover, because the so-called manifestation is actually achieved by dividing the colony coral, the shape can also be determined as desired.

The thick stone pillars seen on the front lines of the wild chaos are actually just such heavy weapons that the barbarians like.

Fundamentally speaking, these totem poles are actually reduced versions of the sacrificial altar. Because of this, they still have the possibility of evolution. Although the upper limit is not high, according to Xiang Yang's estimation, they can at least reach the level of a treasure.

This is simply a magic workshop that can be mass-produced.

If you want to cultivate an ordinary phantom blood spirit into a body demon, you need to swallow a lot of souls. Xiang Yang is not that kind of evil demon, so he can't run to the city by himself? Therefore, it is just a dream to mass-produce mysterious tools.

But just imagine, if in the future, if the brothers next to me each have a weapon transformed into a totem pole, and their pockets are filled with charms printed with tortoise shell stones, it is actually not bad...

Is there another sect that can equip all disciples with treasure-level magic weapons?

He brought so many people out of the Fuyu Sect, and the least contacted were the children of the Zeng family and the female sister of Qingqiutang, so he simply left them on Yangshi Island.

There, it is impossible to contact the monks outside, and naturally there is no possibility of leaking secrets.

Today there are nearly a thousand people in the avatar of Qiankun Ding. Although these people have different qualifications, they are undoubtedly loyal.

For Xiang Yang, this is the most important.

There are too many secrets in his body, and he does not have the strength to match the secrets yet, so he can't be too careful.

He is willing to spend several times the resources to pile up these trusted brothers into masters, and he is unwilling to take the risk to cultivate those geniuses who don't know the roots.

In the world of cultivating immortals, all kinds of secret techniques are emerging one after another, and the effects of this kind of spiritism are gradual.

The enemy he is about to face is too terrifying, so it is better to be cautious.

"After all, the blood scorpion has a dragon bloodline, and the effect of essence and blood is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary monsters... But the more you go to the back, the more essence and blood is needed for the growth of the altar, and you want to raise the sacrificial altar. By the time of manifestation, it is still far behind."

"This blood scorpion only made it grow by one foot. Now it is eighty-nine meters, which is still a little away from one hundred meters. I don't know how the essence and blood of the Seven Tribulations Fairy Beast will work... The black tick’s corpse came first..."

"Well, is that old guy pretending to be dead?"

Xiang Yang looked at the black dragon phantom above the altar faintly, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, with a finger, the altar of sacrifice suddenly emitted a faint black light.

A low voice full of irritation sounded, and the motionless Long Ying suddenly shrank into a ball, and then under the command of Xiang Yang, began to perform...

"Group body..."

"Tail bite..."

"..."

After a long while, looking at the dragon shadow who twisted himself into a twist, Xiang Yang stopped contentedly, and forced a few drops of blood from his fingertips with a smile, and once again strengthened the brand of the sacrificial altar.

The black dragon shadow trembled suddenly, and withdrew his head down in despair.

During this period of time, this old guy has been pretending to be dead, but in fact, he has been wearing away the imprint that Xiang Yang left on the altar secretly.

It acted extremely carefully, and only moved its hands and feet at the edge of the coral formation, deliberately thinking that one day it could deprive Xiang Yang of control of the altar and regain freedom.

But in fact, how can this little action be concealed from Xiang Yang, who has more than ninety-nine percent of the control over the altar? After these few drops of blood, they easily turned the old guy's hard work for half a year into running water.

After the formation drawn by the blood was submerged in the altar, Xiang Yang then penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the altar. There was a sea of ​​blood in front of him, and a chain of blood chains criss-crossed above the sea of ​​blood. , In the middle of those blood-colored chains, was the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor. It looked more sad than heart-dead, and hung there motionless.

At the corner of the blood sea, some chains had already turned black, but now they have returned to their original state.

Xiang Yang smiled and probed the spirit sense into the blood-colored crystal in the center of the blood sea ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly, the light and shadow changed, and he seemed to be back in the canyon again, just a different perspective.

The hundred-mile-long gorge was completely under his control, even if it was just an insignificant grass, or the dew on the leaf petals of the grass, it turned into a three-dimensional picture in an instant. Reflected in his sea of ​​knowledge.

After merging with the sacrificial altar, his spiritual sense was increased by more than ten times in an instant, and he entered a mysterious state.

Xiang Yang gave this state a name-the perspective of heaven.

"Well, there is actually a piece of kaiseki flesh jade, but it's a pity that the year is shorter, so just keep it..."

"Huh, what is that?"

"There, it seems to be the place where Haotian Supreme was promoted... The valley extending from that piece of land did not originally exist, but was blasted out by the immortal robbery..."

"That turned out to be an extremely clever formation. If it weren't for what I wanted, I wouldn't be able to find out if I wanted to try this heavenly perspective..."