Chapter 650: The altar of tricks【6000 words】

The Dikong Star Palace hangs high in the sky, hidden in the void, constantly projecting the starlight containing the power of rules.
These starlights spread all over the vast land of Hundred Territories, and the land of Hundred Territories and even the extremely narrow Zhujiang Plain area fell into Yang Ren's sight because of these starlights.
Yang Ren is a man summoned from the sacred tree. His loyalty to Ji Xia is beyond doubt. Even if Ji Xia wants him to die for the country, Yang Ren will not refuse.
Therefore, Ji Xia is also very relieved that such an important treasure of Dikong Star is controlled by Yang Ren.
The strong survivors of the Liuyan Shangyue have taken root in Dikongxing.
In the near future, Ji Xia also plans to move a small part of Taicang's population to Dikong Star.
After all, although Dikong Star is not a huge star, it has an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters. Even if you take out useless areas such as oceans and rivers, there are still two or three thousand square meters of land that can be used.
Carrying hundreds of millions of people is not a problem.
"Unfortunately, Dikong Star is still too small, otherwise the entire Taikong will be moved to Dikong Star, and it will probably be able to maintain peace for a long time."
Ji Xia stood in front of a huge mountain in the Choking Secret Realm, her eyes fell on the many casting spirit masters, but her thoughts had already flown far away.
The population of Tai Cang is still growing rapidly.
The reason is that the number of people with supernatural powers is too scarce. Ordinary creatures in the country, the people are safe, and the material resources are sufficient, the population growth rate is actually very impressive.
In just over 20 years, Tai Cang has grown its population by 50 million.
"No wonder a powerful dynasty, the number of creatures can reach the terrible tens of billions, hundreds of billions.
In the boundless wilderness, time is long, but Guo Zuo, who has a firm foothold and is not weak in strength, often lasts for a very long time. "
When Ji Xia thought of this, he couldn't help but think of the two kingdoms of Dading and Daxi.
These two kingdoms can only be regarded as short-lived human dynasties in their long and long history.
It is the Hei Tian, ​​who once told Ji Xia that the time that they kept the gods and the country Zuo was very short.
Dading is less than nine thousand years old, and Daxi is worth six thousand years.
It sounds like the history of Dading and Daxi is not as long as the emperor.
It is worth noting that the Great Ding Shenting Kingdom is only a short-lived one, only eight thousand nine hundred years old.
But how many years did the Great Ding last before it became the God's Court?
Dynasty, dynasty, imperial dynasty, until the achievement of the gods, the great tripod kingdom has gone through many years of leisurely years.
It may be three to fifty thousand years, or three to five million years.
"After an unpredictable long period of time, the Dading and Daxi have successively become the dust of history, without a trace.
There are still gods and people living in the great breath, and there are clues to follow, but the great kingdom of God has completely disappeared. "
When Ji Xia's thoughts were flying.
The many Tai Cang forge spirit masters surrounding that Shangyue all began to operate the divine fire magic power.
With more than three hundred caster spirits, constantly operating magical powers, extremely precise fire conditions, and 361 smelting methods, this mountain began to be condensed by the sacred fire, and black residues continued to fall.
Lu An stood beside Ji Xia, and did not participate in mountain refining.
"What are these Tiangongfu foundry spirit masters doing?"
Ji Xia recovered, rubbing her chin and inquiring about Lu's case.
Between the heaven and the earth, the caster gods and fire magical powers are constantly erupting, and the hot gods and fire magical powers are spitting out the tongue of fire wantonly, turning the seemingly ordinary mountain into red.
Lu case saluted.
His face was red, and there was still joy in his eyes.
"Lord Qizi, this mountain comes from the Beigong Demon Clan in Zhaolan Region, and is a treasure found in the vast Beigong Sea."
The case of Lu said: "It was sent by Bei Luo, the saint of the Beigong monster clan, in person. It is said that there is some kind of mountain spirit in the center of this mountain, which stirs the Beigong Sea and makes it boil."
Ji Xia nodded slightly.
The Saintess of the Beigong Demon Race is actually not a completely strange face.
When Tai Cang killed the Allied Forces of the Hundred Regions led by King Yunqi, in the Zhaolan Region Guanghai City that was triggered by the battle, Ji Xia had seen this demon saint.
Thinking about it carefully, if it weren't for Tai Cang Hengkong to kill, the Saintess of the North Palace would be killed by King Zhaolan in Guanghai City.
In addition, Beigong Demon Race has no intersection with Tai Cang.
"After so many years, Zhaolan Region has not been annihilated by the dead country... The Beigong Monster Clan has also survived."
Ji Xia nodded slowly, and then looked at more than three hundred casting spirit masters.
They are constantly erupting divine fire, smelting this treasure mountain.
"Why don't you find someone to split this mountain? Take out the mountain spirit from it? It takes so much effort to refine it."
Jing Ye beside Ji Xia was also very puzzled.
Tai Cang already has a weak mountain spirit from the giant mountain in Tai Cang territory.
Later, the Juhe Mountain was split by Baiqi, and the Juhe Mountain Spirit was taken out.
When Lu case saw that mountain spirit, he felt that this mountain spirit was weak and not very precious.
So Ji Xia had a whim, once again buried the mountain spirit in the mountain, and flattened the giant mountain to build a huge city.
This city is the giant mountain city in the twenty-four city of Tai Cang.
The people in the mountain city, because of the mountain spirit buried under the mountain city, accumulate over time, their talents have also increased slightly, and the spiritual cultivation speed is faster than other cities.
"The mountain spirit relies on the mountain. If the mountain is arbitrarily split, it is not cost-effective to take out the mountain spirit.
When the Giant Mountain Spirit was born, Tiangong Mansion didn't have the method to smelt the Mountain Spirit, and there were not so many caster spirit masters, so the general only split the mountain apart. "
At this point in Lu's case, the joy in his eyebrows has become stronger.
"It's different now. Since half a year ago, the king gave the secret axis of the sky fire, and the smelting method recorded in it can completely refine the essence of the entire mountain into the mountain essence, making this Beigong mountain essence even more precious."
Jing Ye suddenly realized.
Half a year ago, Ji Xia visited the Tiangong Sub-Mansion of each city. While affirming the Tai Cang Tiangong Mansion, he also gave a treasure.
Jing Ye still clearly remembered when the secret scroll was suspended in the void, shining light.
Palace Master Lu An and all the Heavenly Craftsman's Upper Profound Casting Spiritualists seemed to be crazy, their eyes were full of greed and promising light.
At that time, Jing Ye sighed that those who are short-cut must be those who love Tao.
Ji Xia glanced at the Lu case.
This old boy, the Shenhuo Sect's Skyfire Secret Axis has fallen into his hands. It has been more than half a year. There is still green light and joy in his eyes. This shows how much Lu An regards the Skyfire Secret Axis.
The Secret Axis of the Sky Fire of the Shenhuo Sect comes from the sacred tree, which is the precious divine object exchanged by Ji Xia from the second secret store last time.
It is worth eighteen gods!
This number can approximately clearly and intuitively reflect the preciousness of this divine object.
"There are 3,600 smelting methods recorded in the Secret Axis of the Sky Fire, and there are detailed explanations of the complementary relationship between the various smelting methods.
There are also 3,600 kinds of heavenly divine fire great supernatural powers, profound ember divine fire mystery, and even several kinds of unparalleled divine fire, reaching the level of Profound Saint.
Moreover, those smelting methods and magical powers of God, fire and magic are also full of enlightenment and enlightenment of countless castings. My too Cang Tiangong Mansion and Tianxie Mansion have obtained the secret axis of the sky fire. The development of the level of castings will surely have a huge advancement soon. The number of Gongfu Casting Spiritualists will also greatly increase. "
Lu An spoke excitedly, a lot of words.
Ji Xia coughed helplessly, and asked aloud: "Then what is the effect of this Beigong Mountain Spirit? Compared to the Giant Mountain Spirit, it should be more powerful, right?"
Lu An emphasized his head and said with a smile: "Zun Wang, this mountain that contains the essence of Beigong Mountain was produced in the eyes of Beigonghai. In the endless years, I don’t know how many essences of heaven and earth have been absorbed. After the smelting of this mountain is completed , It can even be used to build a Xuanjian Spirit Tool...
If in the hands of a real Xuanjin foundry spirit master, supplemented with other precious and diverse spiritual materials and spiritual gold, it may be possible to give birth to a Xuanjin imperial weapon...that is, the legendary imperial soldier! "
Ji Xia was taken aback for a moment.
Magical power tools, profound weapons, heavenly weapons, mysterious ember weapons, mysterious holy weapons...
Among them, Xuanjin spirit tools are divided into Xuanjin spirit tools and Xuanjin imperial tools.
Among them, the Xuanjin imperial weapon is the emperor's profound soldier who is famous in the boundless wilderness.
The power is unparalleled, capable of smashing thousands of miles of land.
Not every imperial country has imperial soldiers, and every imperial country with imperial soldiers is extremely powerful.
In the ordinary dynasty, there is a mysterious artifact, which is already very difficult.
"Think of it this way, Juesheng Dynasty should also have imperial weapons. After all, among many dynasties, Juesheng is definitely in the first echelon.
Perhaps, Juesheng only needs to meet a few conditions to be able to be edicted by the rules of heaven and earth, become an emperor, and become the fourth emperor around the Zhujiang Plain. "
Ji Xia speculated in her heart the mighty strength of Juesheng Dynasty.
In his hand, there is also a mysterious weapon from Juesheng.
It was the umbrella that once lived in the five supremely ascended Shenyuan ancestors.
The first batch of Absolutely Ascended Divine Abyss powerhouses who had already died in the hands of the Great Powers used this umbrella to evade the killing of the Fuliang Kingdom of Death, leaving Liuyan Shangyue safe and sound.
Unfortunately, this treasure umbrella is very mysterious, and Ji Xia can't find out how to use the Xuanjin treasure umbrella.
It won't help to send it into Lingyuan.
In desperation, he could only use many bans to ban the umbrella, and then suppress the umbrella in his Taihuang Huang Zengshen platform.
I want to wait until the source-tracing spirit altar is promoted in the Jade Gourd of the Profound Realm, and then I'm doing investigation.
"Since this mountain spirit is so precious, then I am too great to reward them."
Ji Xia said casually: "Tomorrow will meet with the foreign policy secretary, summon the saint of the North Palace and the envoy of the North Palace."
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The land of a hundred regions, the far west region.
This world has completely withered, and the world is empty space, with countless obscurities and fierce auras permeating out, hazy and obscured the world of the Western Far Region.
"The Barren Hundred Territories have been harvested by the Great Tribulation, and countless lives have died. It's a good time for us to practice trickery."
On a huge long-horned sheep-head flying magic weapon, ten strong sheep and sheep stood calmly.
The head is a black-haired, sharp-eyed Shenyuan existence.
"The leader of the Heijiang clan, this area seems barren, but in fact it is only because the spirit element has not been nourished for a long time, and it is gradually withering. Now the three mountains do not exist, and the spirit element has poured down like a barren field. I believe it will not be a few hundred years. There will be many geniuses and treasures born here, it is better for us to occupy seven or eight regions for the time being, and perhaps there will be no small gains."
Another white wool, Shenyuan strong man who stood up spoke up.
His voice is obviously younger than Hei Jiang.
Heijiang Dao: "The head of the Baijiang clan has a good idea, but there are many imperial kingdoms in the Zhujiang Plain that are stronger than my fierce sheep. Watching here, I can perceive that once the mysterious shadow kingdom does not exist, there will be many imperial kingdoms. Come to compete for Barren Hundred Territories...
I am afraid of being unable to compete with them. "
Heijiang and Baijiang are the clan names of the two big clans of Fierce Goat. The leaders of the two clans are both Shenyuan cultivation bases.
Bai Jiang seemed to be thinking, and nodded.
The eight powerful gods behind him also suddenly realized.
They looked to the far west.
"Although the effect of using these wraith spirits to sacrifice is extremely poor, they are huge and accumulated over time. There is always a day when the sacrifice can be completed."
"Yes, the human races, rabbit ears, weak dogs, Changao and other weak and small races in the middle of the country have all been used for sacrifice by us. Even the creatures of the small country around have been killed by us, but we still can't fill that one. The altar..."
"It's a pity that the creatures of the Hundred Regions cannot be killed indiscriminately. Otherwise, so many weak creatures will come to seek revenge after killing a country that hasn't been strong yet. I think it should be enough to revive the sly.
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These sacred platforms are the nobles of the Fierce Goat clan, they are extraordinary in status, each of them rule a vast territory and command hundreds of millions of living beings.
Among the eight gods, there is a black-haired fierce sheep god, but he is always silent.
"Hei Chu, how have you become more taciturn these days? I just confiscated a piece of land, so I don't have to be so depressed."
Hei Chu with a low head is always silent while persuading from the evil sheep platform.
Hei Chu ignored him.
At this time, Hei Jiang and Bai Jiang glanced at each other, and the Sheep Head Spirit Tool under their feet was suspended in the void.
Together they bite their tongues piously.
Two drops of blood on the tip of the tongue, suspended in the void, suddenly turned into blood mist.
The blood mist melted, revealing a black jar.
The black altar seems ordinary and very ordinary, just like a clay altar made by a farmer.
However, these fierce sheep and powerhouses seem to have seen a noble existence.
They all showed fanatical piety, bowed down towards the black altar and saluted.
Even the strange Hei Chu did the same, also kneeling on the head of the sheep.
The two Shenyuans of Heijiang and Baijiang spewed blood again.
The black altar absorbed the essence and blood, and suddenly an endless dark atmosphere filled with it.
"The altar of trickery... we sacrifice these wandering souls, demon spirits, evil spirits, and wraith spirits to you..."
Hei Jiang's deep voice came.
At the same time, the ten fierce sheep powerhouses present all shot together, and while the great supernatural powers surged, all the resentful spirits were suppressed, arrested, and then stuffed into the altar of deceit.
And in that altar of treacherous fangs and scarlet tongues grew out of it, those resentful spirits were with their tongues, and then shredded and swallowed with fangs!
The sound of gasping, biting, and swallowing saliva are constantly coming out.
Extremely scary!
The eyes of the fierce sheep powerhouse stayed on the altar in the void, and their eyes were horribly blurred, watching the altar devouring the wrong spirit.
Suddenly.
The evil sheep platform named Hei Chu suddenly shot!
A sacred platform stood out from behind him, and the surging spirit element swiftly revolved.
"Eight Laws Slash!"
Eight radiant sword lights burst out, blasted out among many other fierce sheep powerhouses, and slashed fiercely towards the Shenyuan powerhouse Baijiang.
At the moment, Hei Chu had unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and even blood and tears flowed out of his eyes, making his expression extremely hideous.
At the moment when the platform is running.
His appearance has also changed.
From the black-haired fierce sheep tribe, he became a god-shaped old monk.
"boom!"
A loud noise burst, and the great magical power of Bafang Shengzhan squeezed the air, bringing out the bright knife light, and falling on Baijiang's neck.
Hei Chu's eyes narrowed, his expression extremely nervous.
"Destroy me Ren Anguo, sacrifice my Ren'an people...I can't destroy the fierce sheep, I have to kill Baijiang!"
The human race old man was full of murderous intent, and while his body moved horizontally, he lifted his right foot and stepped on it fiercely.
Suddenly, a Lingyuan big foot appeared in the sky, as if to step on the mountain under the void!
Seeing that he was about to be killed by Bafang Shengzhang and Lingyuan Dajiao, the vaguely gaze of the Fierce Sheep Shenyuan suddenly woke up.
In a moment, Baijiang transformed himself into a giant sheep with fangs and sharp horns.
With blood red eyes, he opened his mouth and swallowed all the Bafang Shengzhang and Lingyuan Big Feet.
Upon seeing this, the old human race had the ambition to die in his eyes. A spirit element gathered in his body, and a spear was in his hand. The spirit element burst under his feet, and between the shocks, the surrounding spirits were empty.
He held a spear and flew towards Baijiang.
"It turned out to be Ren An's relic."
Bai Jiang's voice was young and very calm.
It was like being assassinated, and it didn't arouse his anger.
"Ren Anguo's 7.8 million people, demanding their lives from the Fierce Sheep Baijiang Clan!"
The human race old man became more and more old, the white hair on his head fell root to the void, and his skin became more and more loose.
His spirit is losing a lot, replaced by more vigorous power...
The Terran old man suddenly remembered many scenes in Ren'an Xiaoguo.
All ethnic groups in Ren'an get along harmoniously, hunting, planting seeds, and celebrating the whole country together. The elderly, young people, teenagers and children enjoy themselves together.
In a blink of an eye, those warm scenes were filled with blood, with stumps, broken heads everywhere, and corpses everywhere.
And all of this is bestowed by the Baijiang clan.
The elders of the human race will never forget the scene of Ren An's extermination of the country.
"I used my lifespan to exchange Xiang Yinlong for this grand cultivation base... as long as I can kill Baijiang... it's enough."
He whispered in his heart, the spear in his hand contained the mighty power that could pierce everything, and the extremely long distance passed in a flash.
The spear pierced the real body of Baijiang!
The next moment.
The aura of the human race old man seemed to have hit some terrifying existence, and stopped abruptly and dissipated in an instant.
Bai Jiang stood motionless among the clouds.
The human race old man opened his eyes wide, and turned hard.
Heijiang, a strong man in the deep, holding a bone knife, the knife still exudes an astonishing breath.
The arm of the human race old man broke and fell...
"The seventh prince Ren'an, long time no see."
Bai Jiang's gaze was high, falling on Prince Ren An.
The vastness of the spirit, rolling the wind and clouds, shaking the void.
There was nothing but indifference in his eyes.
"Your strength has become stronger... but you are still so stupid, wanting to hit a rock with a pebble. This is probably the reason why the lowly race is weak."
Baijiang's true body dissipated, and the goat's body walked out of the fog, staring at the human elder.
"Just like those extremely weak Ren An army pawns, knowing that they are extremely weak, but still trying to think forward, would rather be killed than be swallowed than take a step back."
"Just like those of the Ren'an royal family, they know that begging is useless, but they still plead with me so that I can keep the blood of Ren'an."
"There are also the ordinary people of all ethnic groups in Ren'an, each of whom is extremely weak and extremely weak, but they have to take out the at home and treat me as a soldier."
"I just took a breath, and they have completely disappeared, and even the bones and flesh and blood have turned into mist and dispersed."
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Hearing Bai Jiang's calm words, the Terran old man trembled and his face was withered.
His body continued to age, and his mood was full of despair, as if he saw the Yimu Timber scene in Baijiang's words.
Bai Jiang looked down at the old human being who was already on one knee, and shook his head slightly: "The lowly race is the lowly race, and even the thinking is so puzzling...willing to abandon the strong and vigorous body, willing to give up life, give up Life uses a certain taboo technique just to avenge those humble lives that have died, which is extremely ridiculous."
When he said this, he suddenly shook his head, and a smile appeared on the sheep's face: "Today, I seem to have too many words. These humble lives are not worthy..."
His words have not fallen.
Suddenly there was a screaming scream in the distance.
Then in an instant, a three-headed giant wolf body that was more than a thousand feet tall stood between the sky and the earth.
The three twilight hunting demon wolves stared at these fierce sheep imperial powers with six eyes, and there were bloodthirsty colors in the eyes.
Baijiang, Heijiang, and the other seven powerful gods all showed shock.
"This strange beast... is a three twilight hunter wolf!"
"Shenyuan Demon Wolf! Why are there such monsters in Barren Hundred Territories!"
The crowd collided.
Behind Bai Jiang and Hei Jiang, there is a real phantom of a fierce sheep, standing in the sky, full of spirit.
The seventh prince of Ren Anguo still had a sullen color in his eyes. He looked up at the twilight hunter wolf in the void, his heart was ashamed.
"There are such powerful creatures in heaven and earth, but my human race..."
Before his thoughts fell, a jade slip flew up in the void, and the jade slip opened, and a spiritual path suddenly flew out of it. In an instant, a mysterious spiritual forbidden was constructed to seal the void.
In the distance, another black mist floated over, covering the periphery of the Ling Forbidden City, covering everything up.
The world seems to have become a dark area.
Bai Jiang and Hei Jiang finally moved.
Because they clearly saw that the void of heaven and earth seemed to have become an ocean.
There is a ferocious black shark in the ocean, whose fangs like strange peaks in its mouth are shining with a cold light.
"There is another divine abyss realm, and this divine abyss powerhouse seems...a very strange life."
The aging Heijiang looked at Baijiang, with deep jealousy in his eyes.
"The spirit element waves emanating from their bodies are as vast as the ocean... We are afraid that we are not opponents."
Bai Jiang's expression was also a little gloomy, and the spirits in the void around him waved wildly, condensed into two horns, suspended beside him.
"Could it be other imperial forces that have stepped into the Hundred Territories?"
Bai Jiang was wondering.
The seventh prince Ren An, who was not far away, suddenly disappeared.
All the gods did not even notice.
The mist lingered, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring.
The decadent figure of the seventh prince Ren An appeared in the distance.
Beside him, a child in red with slanted mouth and crooked eyes is carrying a knife on his shoulder, his eyes flashing dangerously.
The seventh prince Ren'an looked stunned.
A figure appeared in the void, and another figure came from a distance.
His mood became surging.
Because he was around these strong men, clearly aware of the breath of the human blood.
Baijiang, Heijiang, and a group of evil sheep gods were surprised.
"Two powerful divine abysses, so many divine platforms, among them there are three distant divine platforms, especially the child in red, who is powerful and bold."
The Shenyuan roared behind Bai Jiang, and great magical powers were brewing.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking the way?"
Among the many gods in Taichung ~EbookFREE.me~, a strong man with a bronze grimace took a step.
"Tai Cang, in the early days of the king, has an order to arrest all the powerful people of the fierce sheep clan... No one can violate the order of the king."
"Everyone, please catch it with all your hands, otherwise, die."
The ghost master among the sage masters had a cold tone.
Baijiang, the country of fierce sheep, was stunned. He couldn't help asking: "Tai Cang? What kind of country is this?"
The ghost master lowered his head and glanced at the seventh prince Ren'an whose face was rising with hope.
He whispered softly: "Tai Cang is a country of the Hundred Territories Human Race, please also become prisoners, wait for me to meet the King Taichu!"
"Tai Cang King Court, will liquidate the blame for the evil sheep!"
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