Chapter 722: Bone Door (2)

When these red liquids were in the pot before, Chu Yan didn't have any special feeling.
But at this moment the cauldron was overturned, as if some kind of seal had been lifted.
The resentment that was so thick that it could hardly be turned away, as if it had been aged for thousands of years, was spewed and poured out at once.
At this moment, Chu Yan even felt that he was looking at the void, and there were dense and dense twisted faces.
Looking closely, Chu Yan found that these faces, although screaming, snarling, and crying at the moment, are ... immature!
This is a group of five or six years old children.
Suddenly, Chu Yan was moved.
He remembered that Wang Shen had just mentioned that in order to make the power of the formation more powerful, the blood used by them for the formation was from children.
"You killed them and detained their souls!" Chu Yan's eyes condensed.
In anger, his voice calmed down.
"Yeah, the formation method used the most part of the soul's breath, and the remaining part, because of the tortured relationship before death, was also full of various negative emotions. If they obediently let them go, it would be a waste. Ah. "Wang Shen raised his head, the corner of his torn mouth, a weird smile appeared.
At this moment, in the direction Wang Shen was looking for, the thick red liquid was continuously rising and spreading in the middle of the air, forming the shape of a tall gate.
The door frame of this door is soaked with white bones.
Although the heat of the air permeated, but this scene saw everyone's heart cold.
Seeing this scene, Yun Yixian, who was controlled by the stone wall, almost stagnated her breathing, only felt that the scalp was numb and her brain was almost blank.
At this moment, Chu Yan can even clearly see that the faces of people are constantly flying towards this scarlet portal, forming a layer of mist in the door frame.
The fog is not thick, but it is very thick. At this moment, it slowly rotates, making people feel as if they are releasing something terrifying.
"What are you going to do to me?" At this time, Chu Yan had calmed down, "Summoning the ghosts to eat me? This is not seen, you have mastered the art of ghosts."
He looked at Wang Shen and said.
Wang Shen didn't directly answer Chu Yan's question, but as if he remembered something, his eyes showed a look of nostalgia.
"Do you know why our blood poison gate was annihilated?"
"Because you indiscriminately kill innocent people, test drugs with living people, and even make many villages disappear overnight." Chu Yan said lightly.
"Not only that." Wang Shen hesitated.
At this moment the laughter came out of his leaky mouth, it was a bit like a cloudy wind blowing at midnight, full of the smell.
Seeing the formation of the portal, Wang Shenzhang smiled at Chu Yan and slowly uttered a sentence: "Because of us, we are still studying the inheritance of ghosts."
"His--" Suddenly, it was already faintly expected, but he couldn't help taking a breath.
Ghost Road, the fairy feather continent, is the only cultivation path that is hated by people and monsters.
Cultivation of the ghost path must inevitably go through the steps of sacrificing living people and extracting living souls.
And such things are absolutely not allowed.
Therefore, since the beginning of Guidao, it has not been tolerated by the world.
But the world is white and naturally black.
Although it was seen and killed, the ghost road has not broken off the lineage for so many years, it just lurks and is secretly cultivated by a small group of believers.
But Chu Yan didn't really know before that the Blood Poison Gate was actually a practice school.
But thinking about it was relieved.
If we let the world know that a martial art cultivator actually set up a large-scale sect of ancestors in the Yunao Territory, then the entire Yunao Territory, regardless of whether it is the dynasty or the six ancestral gates, will be blamed.
At least after tonight, Chu Yan can confirm that Bao Xiangguo will definitely drop anger on this Xinjiang land.
In this case, it would be justifiable to cover up the cultivation of ghosts by testing people for poison.
When thinking of this, Chu Yan suddenly felt as if he realized something, his face suddenly changed: "You want to--"
"You seem to have guessed it!" Wang Shen's eyes widened, his face showing indescribable hatred and pride.
"Yeah, you didn't guess it wrong. I want to turn you into a half-human and half-ghost monster! I will be at you and open the door to Huangquan!
Your body is the bridge between earth and hell!
Although you are still human, ghosts come out of you!
The pride of heaven and the hope of Zongmen, these auras will leave you!
After tonight, you will be a soul that every gate will kill!
You are a human and a ghost!
People, demons, and demons cannot tolerate existence! "
Wang Shen growled repeatedly, his voice sharp and harsh.
Fang Yun's clothes, at this moment looking towards Chu Yan, were full of worries, shocks, fears, and horror.
Finally, at this time, Wang Shen saw from Chu Yan's eyes what he had been looking forward to for a long time-scared.
"You're scared! You're scared! Hahahaha! But it's useless! You can't move now, accept it obediently!"
Wang Shenju raised his finger and yelled.
"Bone Door!"
Crackling!
The white bones in the mid-air covered with red liquid suddenly fell down like raindrops.
In the midst of the sky, the bones are flying, the face is surging, and the horror picture is like the being upset and pouring into the world.
Wang Shen was soaked again.
But this time, sweat was pouring out.
It was only because he was a wound and blood sacrifice. The sweat rushed and the solidified blood clot melted again, so he seemed to be cracked again and the blood flowed into the river.
But at this time, Wang Shen didn't care.
He wanted revenge, and more than just revenge.
"Years of long-cherished wish can finally be completed ..."
Gritting his teeth, Wang Shen was shaking with excitement.
The scarlet light was shining in his only eye.
Under the blood poison gate, it has been passed down for nearly a century, with more than 10,000 lives, and finally tonight, it can rest in peace.
It's a pity those people can't see this scene anymore!
Wang Shen took a deep breath, his expression suddenly became sloppy, his arm waved, and his fingers pointed at Chu Yan.
Huh!
Chu Yan's body suddenly took off.
The white bones dancing in the air, the constantly surging faces, the tumbling red liquid, at this moment brushed together, and rushed towards Chu Yan, just like the Ming River, without giving Chu Yan any chance to react and resist, directly hit On his chest.
"Woo!"
Being controlled in the air by Chu Yan, his face showed a painful look, and a sore throat in his throat was uncontrollable.
This feels really indescribable.
It's as if you have a hand to open your chest with force, and dig in with it, and you need to dig out a bottomless, cold abyss.