Chapter 161: Horror Blood Sacrifice

Om...
As the two squeezed the seal, the black blood wafting out suddenly stopped, and then burst out a strong black magic light.
One after another black magic circle spread out wildly.
As the black magic circle spread, a horrible magic power swept the entire factory workshop in an instant.
what!
The former thugs wailed in an instant. At this time, their bodies were shrivelling at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there was some power that pulled them away.
The alive people can hold on a little bit. What's terrible is that those who were affected before, their bodies just turned into a corpse in an instant.
"They are..."
Seeing this scene, everyone was not calm, the black robe people wanted to kill all of them, and extract their spirits, to stimulate the black magic mirror!
Many thugs were so frightened that they rushed towards the exit, but this black magic circle has a strong corrosive power, as long as it is affected, it will quickly make people lose their strength, fall down, and have to wait for death.
"Kill...Kill so many people!" Jin Yang looked shocked, he looked at the black-robed man, full of fear, even though the black-robed man was hired by him.
And what made him more frightened was still behind. He found that when he touched the black magic circle, his blood actually felt a kind of boiling, out of his control, and merged into the suspended black magic blood. .
"Stop it to me, I can give you everything you want!" Perceiving this scene, Jin Yang couldn't help but his face changed drastically. He didn't want to die. He is the head of the Jin family, worth nearly billions, and a lot of glory and wealth are waiting. He enjoys, how can he die?
"Hmph, you are dead, it is more valuable to us." The black-robed man ignored Jin Yang's roar, and the power of the black demon blood burst out even more with the pinching of his fingers.
"No... don't..." Jin Yang looked terrified. At this moment, he realized that death was so close to him, and it was suffocating.
He fell to the ground, struggling to get out, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker. In the end, he could only look at the direction of the exit unwillingly and motionless.
He regretted it. If he was given another chance to choose, he would never kidnap Wen Ting again, and would not embarrass Zhou Fan again.
Although the son was abolished, as long as he is still alive, there is still hope of having children in the future.
However, there is no regret medicine in this world, and he eventually lost his life because of himself.
Wen Ting was also horrified. Seeing the thugs who fell to the ground, one by one quickly turned into corpses, she couldn't calm down.
"Brother Fan, hurry, run!" Wen Ting yelled and told Zhou Fan to run out.
However, she soon realized that when the black magic circle touched her body, a golden spiritual power burst out of her body, forming a golden light shield to protect her.
And this black magic circle, when it touched the golden mask, it couldn't make any further progress.
"This is!" Wen Ting was shocked. She knew that she did not have any cultivation base, and it was impossible to give birth to a body protection mask. Then there was only one source of this mask, and that was Zhou Fan.
This spiritual power was Zhou Fan staying in her body to prevent her from becoming dangerous.
As for Zhou Fan, after seeing the black robe man urging the power of the black demon's blood appreciation sacrifice, his expression also changed greatly.
The blood sacrifice is a method of invigorating powerful killer moves with the blood of living people. This method is extremely cruel, and the monks disdain to use it, but the demons are happy to kill their opponents at all costs.
It is precisely because of this that the cultivators are cast aside by the world and live a life where everyone shouts and beats.
Hundreds of years ago, a demon cultivator named Qin Jie appeared in the cultivation world. His cultivation reached the golden fairy realm. He was extremely profound and harmed the common people.
In order to eradicate this demonic cultivator, the monastery dispatched more than a dozen strong men of the same realm to punish them.
What is just unexpected is that the magic power of this cultivator is still earth-shattering, even if more than a dozen cultivators join hands, they still do not lose sight.
In desperation, more than a dozen ascetics planted the Devil Slayer Array, wanting to kill it.
However, this person's magic power has penetrated the sky, directly spurring the blood sacrifice, turning a small town of hundreds of people into corpses, and because he absorbed a lot of blood power, he destroyed the Demon Slayer Array.
More than a dozen powerhouses of the Golden Fairy realm fell. This demon cultivator couldn't withstand such violent blood strength and died suddenly.
After this battle, the monastery has been weak for more than a hundred years!
From this it can be seen that the impact of a powerful cultivator is extremely far-reaching.
And this has also created a consensus in the monastic world today that once you encounter a demon cultivator, you will be punishable at all costs.
Although the two demon cultivators in front of them are far less powerful than Qin Jie, they are equally worthy of death. If they wait for the day when their demon power is achieved, the world does not know how many people will die in their hands.
"You all deserve to die!"
There was an extremely cold killing intent in Zhou Fan's eyes. As soon as he pointed it out, a golden energy swept towards the black robe man.
Facing Zhou Fan's offensive, the black-robed man sneered, unmoved, and let the energy burst into the black demon blood.
Chi Chi...
The black magic blood squirmed and exuded a nauseating aura. At this time, the black magic blood possessed extremely strong corrosiveness. When this energy blasted into it, it began to corrode the energy. It only took a moment, Zhou All the energy emitted is corroded away.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Fan couldn't help but frown further.
It's no wonder that once the demon cultivator sacrifices the blood sacrifice, he can be called invincible. The corrosive power of this demon blood is also too strong.
"Haha... boy, do you feel it? This is the power of the demonic cultivator. Don't worry, you will become the object of my blood sacrifice like those people." One of them laughed, and there was a deep voice in his voice. Proudly, in his opinion, Zhou Fan still became the meat on the cutting board, let him kill.
"That's not necessarily!" Zhou Fan's expression has returned to calm. The previous offensive was nothing more than a test. Even if this demonic blood is more domineering, it can still be more domineering than Samadhi True Fire.
"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, next, I will let you feel despair!" The black robe man glanced at Zhou Fan and sneered.
The Demon Blood had already consumed enough blood, and the violent power was almost beyond their limits, and it was bound to kill Zhou Fan.
"Black Magic Mirror, Devil Blood Broken Empty Pill!"
The magic blood in front of them squirmed sharply, but in the blink of an eye, it formed a fist-sized black magic pill.
The magic pill vibrated gently, turned into a stream of light, carrying the power of shattering the space, and bombarding Zhou Fan.
If you can't resist it, I'm afraid Zhou Fan will fall here.