bookrandom Chapter 166 Chongming Immortal Demon Phoenix
Chapter 166 Chongming Immortal Demon Phoenix
"Quick! Increase the amount of living souls!"
"It! Is coming out!"
The ugly old woman was very excited and screamed.
The fat white boy dared not be negligent at all and rubbed his fingertips repeatedly.
Jar after jar of golden soul bowls appeared out of thin air in the center of the bone altar.
In a flash, more than ten golden jars appeared on the altar.
The misty soul in the golden bowl was instantly drawn out.
The strange inscriptions on the bone altar kept flashing, and the layers of misty souls on the surface were extremely dense.
But in the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by the altar.
At this time, the bodies of the death believers kneeling outside the bone altar trembled continuously.
Each expression was both excited and pious.
The chanting of incantations was so loud that it echoed in this temple of bones like the sound of Sanskrit.
At this moment, a strange light flashed in the ugly old woman's cloudy pupils. She turned around and faced the hundreds of kneeling dead believers, with an expressionless face and cold words:
"Only death can prove eternity!"
The expressions of the death believers instantly became fanatical, and their chanting suddenly became extremely loud.
His hands kept changing into extremely strange gestures.
Immediately afterwards, an obscure gray light flashed on the believers' bodies, and threads of energy actually emerged from their pupils.
These filamentous energies weave into a strange spider web above the altar.
If there is an ancient realm expert who specializes in the power of death here,
You will definitely recognize that this spider web is quite consistent with the "death" rune.
The spider webs became thicker and thicker, and the bodies of the death followers became corpses, but the fanaticism on their faces did not diminish in the slightest.
This thread-like energy turned out to be the souls of the believers.
The old woman nodded in satisfaction.
For this plan, she conspired with the fat boy for many years.
Even these believers have been carefully cultivated for decades, and their realm can be regarded as masters in the world of ordinary people.
But now it is just a sacrifice.
And just then.
The surrounding void emitted an extremely harsh sound like grinding teeth.
A bright gray-white sun suddenly appeared in the center of the altar.
The ugly old woman's expression changed when she saw this, and she quickly sat down cross-legged, her hands moving constantly and making magic gestures.
Then he exhaled a breath of gray turbid air from his mouth, which rushed up and quickly swirled around the gray-white spider web.
Then the entire spider web expanded and shrank constantly, and then it suddenly emitted a brilliant light, slowly covering the altar.
The gray sun in the center of the altar slowly rises.
Looking carefully, the gray-white sun was actually tightly wrapped by a gray rune shadow that seemed to be real.
In the center of the scorching sun, a rotten hand with holes all over it lies quietly.
"The Hand of Death! The Hand of Death! Now we finally get to see its true appearance! It's worth all the hard work we put in!"
The fat white boy had a burning gaze, tapped the air with his fingers, and muttered something.
The spider web wrapped in the scorching sun began to transform into strange white inscriptions. After being twisted, they were magically imprinted under the rotten palm in the scorching sun.
"Is this the hand of Anubis, the demigod of death in the legend?"
"It is said that although Anubis practiced the law of death, he loved mining.
This hand was cut off when it was stealing from a private mine of a certain extremely terrifying being..."
"It fell in this area, and that's how the Forest of Despair was formed."
And at this moment,
The gray-white sun flickered, and the strange white inscription had completely covered the severed palm.
The rotten palm actually changed, and seemed to be gradually becoming complete, forming a gray glove-like object.
Suddenly.
The gray sun suddenly burst into extremely bright light, rising from the center of the altar.
Endless gray light surged out, forming a ripple like a raging sea that rolled in all directions.
The entire huge bone palace was instantly reduced to dust under the terrifying impact of the ripples.
Only the bone altar remained.
With the altar as the center, the earth suddenly twisted, and endless strange black light gathered towards the broken palm like rivers returning to the sea.
The old woman and the boy were very happy when they saw this, and the old woman even shouted loudly:
"Good! The power of death is flowing back! It's starting to recycle the power of death from the Forest of Despair!"
"Great! It worked!"
"Now, this Hand of Death has been successfully refined by you and me using the method of living soul sacrifice. If it can be fully stimulated and awakened, its power will be at least 70% to 80% of that of a complete Immortal Holy Weapon!"
"You know, not all immortal legends can be forged into immortal holy weapons!"
"With this treasure, if I encounter an ordinary immortal, it is possible to kill him!"
Gray rays of light continuously swept out from the scorching white sun, rippling the surrounding void.
The rich power of death filled the entire sky as if it were a substance.
Obviously.
The treasure is about to be born.
When the boy heard the old woman's words, he nodded repeatedly.
Suddenly.
When a corner of the void was shaking continuously due to the terrifying death power of the monstrous gray cloud, a very obscure breath flashed by.
The old woman didn't seem to notice anything unusual, her cloudy eyes staring at the scorching white sun in the sky.
But the boy's face suddenly changed! His expression was fierce, and he shouted:
"Who's sneaking around there?"
As he spoke, he flipped his hand and a brown spear appeared in his hand, which he threw suddenly towards somewhere in the void.
As soon as the spear was thrown, it instantly turned into a black and ferocious black wolf shadow.
As the black wolf's shadow flickered, countless gray-white crystal threads spread out from its body.
The terrifying energy almost penetrated the space.
The gray-white crystal thread pierced slightly into the void and immediately penetrated deep into it. With a condensation, it actually fixed the entire void.
Then the black wolf's shadow shone brightly, its body expanded rapidly, and then it exploded with a loud bang.
The terrifying energy stirred up an energy storm, annihilating everything around it.
In a flash of lightning, the fat white boy completed the operation.
The ugly old woman finally reacted. She was stunned at first, and then she looked at the empty space with a ferocious look.
At this moment, a female voice as clear and pleasant as an oriole sounded:
"I am unlucky to be affected by the power of death. If not, how could you two detect that I am in this void?"
The voice just fell.
A black giant claw about ten feet long stretched out from the void and landed in the still endless energy storm.
The energy storm that could annihilate everything could not hurt the giant claw at all.
But with a reach and a grab of the giant claws, the energy storm instantly dissipated and disappeared.
Such a situation immediately made the old woman and the boy look extremely solemn.
The owner of the voice then slowly emerged from the void.
A huge firebird with dark flames burning all over its body, its wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, nearly a hundred feet long.
Although its body is huge, at first glance, it only feels a kind of inexplicable beauty.
It has jet-black feathers, a long pointed beak, and claws as sharp as iron.
From time to time, there are flashes of light on the feathers, which is magnificent.
But its pair of phoenix eyes looked coldly and mercilessly at the old woman and the boy below.
When they saw the true face of the owner of this voice, the old woman and the boy's faces instantly became extremely ugly, and they uttered words one by one:
"Chongming Immortal Demonic Phoenix!"
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