gas.

The one who attacked Lei Cheng just now was obviously one of these three saint-level ghosts.

Lei Cheng felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

He knows that this world is not to be messed with.

But I didn’t expect that it would get to this point!

A saint guarding his tomb shows how much power and aura he had during his lifetime.

"Catch him and feed him to me! After so many years, those eleven abominable altars have finally been moved! I broke the seal and need a lot of energy and blood to nourish me. The flesh and blood of the saint is my best supplement.

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A faint voice echoed in the void.

The voice was so full of complaints and complaints that it was extremely terrifying!

This is the sealed demon general coming out!

The most outstanding existence among saints!

Hearing this sound, Lei Cheng's legs were trembling!

Three-headed saint-level ghosts are already difficult to deal with.

Adding another demon general who had been sealed for who knows how many thousands of years, Lei Cheng almost gave up.

"Get started and clear out all the disciples from the organizer of the Beidou Controversy on the periphery!"

Fang Yue ordered, his voice low!

The Eight-Armed Saint and Hai did not care about why Fang Yue, a small world, actually issued orders to the two Saints at this time. Now, the three parties are like grasshoppers on a rope. If the battle between Beidou is allowed

The organizer is dominated by the immortal liquid, and I am afraid that they will not be able to get out of this canyon.

Just a group of little ants in the reincarnation realm.

For the eight-armed saint, killing them is effortless.

As for the dignity of the saint, the eight-armed saint did not care.

Even if your life is almost gone, why talk about dignity? It’s hypocritical to talk about it too much!

All the disciples from the organizer of the Beidou Battle were knocked unconscious and then delivered to Fang Yue's hands!

"What are you going to do next?"

The eight-armed saint didn't know what Fang Yue wanted these disciples from the side hosting the Beidou Battle to do?

Simply venting anger?

It seems that it is not the case that every injustice has its own owner and every debt has its owner. The real bullies are the strong men above the saint level, and those in the Reincarnation Realm are just minions.

Even if they are all dead, they cannot destroy the plan of the organizers of the Beidou Battle.

"I have an altar, called the Blood Altar, which requires living sacrifices to perform various methods. The stronger the living beings sacrificed, the greater the power of this altar sacrifice!"

Fang Yue patiently explained that this was not the time to hide his clumsiness.

As for the fact that he has a blood altar, the Eight-Armed Saint and Hai will know sooner or later. Rather than letting them know through other channels, it would be better to show it openly!

In this way, it appears to be open and honest, which can actually strengthen the trust between both parties.

Sure enough, as soon as Fang Yue said these words, the eight-armed saint's eyes lit up.

"Blood Altar? I didn't expect that the Blood Altar, one of the eight auxiliary altars, would eventually fall into your hands!"

Fang Yue smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!