"All right."

When Mo Li saw Li Mubai's tough attitude, he knew that his temperament was not easy to change.

I saw a flash of light in Mo Li's body, and the green soul-summoning lamp appeared again in Li Mubai's hand. Holding the soul-summoning lamp, he felt strong confidence in his heart. Green light flowed on the surface of the soul-summoning lamp, and blue light appeared from the wick. Although he had many magic weapons, the most advantageous one was the soul-summoning lamp.

Li Mubai took a deep breath, and his magic power rushed into the soul-summoning lamp. The flames that were originally the size of bean seedlings suddenly jumped about a foot high. The green flames flowed like substances, and a breeze blew around him, making his Taoist robe rush.

The hall was quiet, and the flames became more and more powerful. Finally, with the lifting of his fingers, the green flame flew out and rushed towards the statue. Before he could touch the statue, a layer of blood-red light emerged from the surface of the statue. The blood flame was very sticky and began to burn, resisting the blue flame. The blue flame stuck to the blood flame and burned wildly.

Li Mubai quietly watched the scene in front of him. The entire Nuwa statue was wrapped in bloody flames. The blue flame was very small and was disproportionate to the bloody flames. It was very difficult to burn, and in the end it was completely swallowed by these bloody flames.

He was stunned, then sneered and shouted:

"Mo Li, the fire of Buddhism should be used!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue soul-summoning lamp suddenly turned golden, as if it was made of pure gold, especially those petals, which began to rotate slowly. Each petal was covered with dense scriptures. These scriptures were very delicate, not like carved by people, but like meridians born from petals. Li Mubai knew that these scriptures were understood by Mo Li, and it was very rare. The sound of Zen sing slowly spread as the petals rotated.

The entire soul-summoning lamp completely changed, and a golden flame emerged from the wick. The flames rolled slightly, containing some Buddhist scriptures, mixed with the flames flying out toward the blood flames on the statue and tangled.

Li Mubai muttered something in his mouth, and the Buddhist fire that surged from the lamp became stronger and stronger. This time, the blood flame began to stop and the golden flames surged, but there was no heat around him. The blood flame began to slowly evaporate by the Buddhist fire. After an hour, the blood flame around the statue disappeared.

He blew a breath at the soul-summoning lamp, which turned into a mini-sized size and hung on Li Mubai's chest.

A hazy white light flashed on the stone statue. In the light, a middle-aged woman wearing a white palace robe appeared. She had a golden mole on her eyebrows, her hair was tied up, and she looked at Li Mubai with a smile on her face.

"What a strong Buddhist treasure, even the blood demon energy can be easily transformed."

Li Mubai reached out and touched the soul-summoning lamp on his chest, and also looked at Lu Nuwa's soul-dividing with a smile. Her body contained a very strong power and was very pure. However, this soul-dividing is always a soul-dividing, not a body. Compared with the strength of the body, it is even worse than the body.

"Since the senior has come out, I don't know if I promised me before, do I still count the numbers?"

Li Mubai looked at Nuwa's soul-shaving, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Nuwa split her soul and smiled, saying:

"Of course, as long as the requirements you make are within my ability, I am just a wisp of residual soul separated by the body, and my magical powers cannot be compared with the body."

Li Mubai nodded. He had long seen that this trace of remnant soul had no consciousness of his own, but after years of evolution, she had developed spiritual intelligence. Rather than saying that she could no longer be considered Nuwa, but another life.

"I want to connect this treasure into my natal magic weapon, and I also need the help of my seniors. Even if I fail to succeed, the loss will not be great."

When Nuwa heard that Li Mubai’s request was not harsh, she breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said:

"Well, I can help with this condition. You can merge magic weapons in this hall. By the way, how could you come here safely? Could the blood demon not stop it? This demon has many magic weapons, and she has plundered all the treasures in the Nuwa Hall before."

Li Mubai smiled, his face became heavy again and said:

"The blood demon has been cut open by my sword, and Dizang personally used the secret Buddhist technique to wipe out it. I think even if she is not dead, she will be seriously injured and will not be able to make trouble for a short period of time. By the way, senior should know that Nuwa's tomb has returned to the human world. It's just that the demon sect is rising now, and the demon Ming Luo is very powerful. If it is not completely eradicated, it will not only threaten the entire magic world, but also Nuwa's tomb will be affected."

Nuwa pursed her lips, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and fell into a deep thought. Li Mubai did not disturb her, and stood quietly aside.

After a long time, Nuwa spoke slowly:

"The catastrophe is really a catastrophe. You appear here and are descendants. I am happy to improve your strength. You can start now."

Li Mubai nodded and sat cross-legged in the center of the hall. A green light flashed on his chest on his soul-suming lamp. Mo Li appeared opposite Li Mubai, also sitting cross-legged, wearing white clothes and a bare head.

The two of them faced each other's palms, and some light came out of their palms.

Mo Li smiled slightly and closed his eyes.

After a while, both of them were shrouded in a soft light. The surface of Li Mubai's body was green light, while the surface of Mo Li's body was golden light. The two lights were clearly visible from the place where the palms met, and were working hard to merge.

Nuwa stood beside her soul, looking at the aura emitted from Li Mubai, and a hint of surprise appeared in her bright eyes.

Time flies, and a month has passed.

Under the supervision of the four elders, the altar is approaching its end.

In the originally empty place, a giant altar nearly 100 meters high appeared. This altar is nearly trapezoidal, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, and is divided into four sides. Each side has steps leading to the bottom. What is terrifying is that all the altars are formed by piles of huge stones. These stones are rare in the Nuwa Tomb. These white stones are exactly the same as the stones in the Imperial Palace of Wa.

Not far from the altar, there were exhausted disciples of the Demon Sect. These disciples were in groups of two and could carry a huge rock several meters long and two meters wide.

There are nine stone pillars around the White Stone Altar. There are iron chains as thick as arms on these stone pillars. The iron chains are extremely black and reveal a cold air. These black iron chains are like giant pythons wrapped around the stone pillar.

The blood soul and Qingfeng were already standing at the highest point of the Baishi altar. Blood soul looked around with satisfaction. There was a copper bowl above the altar. The copper bowl was as big as a water tank and nailed to the top of the altar. There were many strange runes carved under the bowl. These runes spread downwards. There were four disciples of the Demon Sect below, pointing at the sheepskin scroll and holding a black chisel in their hands. While looking at the sheepskin scroll, they reached out to knock on the stairs.

"The work will be completed in the last week, and the blood sacrifice will finally be held."

Xue Po rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Look at your situation, it should be a large-scale blood sacrifice. The demons in Nuwa's tomb are very powerful. You have known this month. Are you sure?"

Blood Soul glanced at Qingfeng and said proudly:

"Of course I am sure, but I am not sure, I will spend so much effort to build the altar? But what you said is not unreasonable. Don't worry, ordinary demons can still use blood sacrifices, but some powerful ones will be delayed by you and the fourth elders. I cannot get out of my way when I hold the blood sacrifice. You must protect me for safety."

Qingfeng nodded, and he stared at the distance. The distance was so high that he could see a very far place, but there were green trees in the distance, and only in the distance did mountains appear.

A few days passed, and nearly twenty demon disciples all sat on the ground, gasping for breath. They were all very relieved. Such a huge project was completed in less than two months.

Xuepo's face was filled with a smile, and suddenly he looked at these disciples of the Demon Sect coldly and said:

"The altar has been considered successful, and there is no need to keep you."

The blood demon raised his hand and waved his hand, and a bloody light covered these disciples of the Demon Sect. They were now very tired and were covered by blood before they could react. Screams rang out.

These disciples, who were shrouded in blood, began to die at a speed that was distinguishable by the naked eye, and finally turned into rich blood cells. The clothes on her body fell to the ground intact. Xue Po grabbed the blood cells expressionlessly, and the whistling sound came to her and penetrated into Xue Po. She closed her eyes with great pleasure.

When these blood cells completely disappeared on her delicate body, Xuepo opened his eyes and looked at the fourth elder with a smile. The fourth elder shivered all over. These disciples of the Demon Sect tried their best to build an altar for her. Once the work was completed, she killed them directly and seized the essence and blood from their bodies. The methods were very bloody and cruel.

Qingfeng just frowned slightly and his eyes fell into the distance.

"Okay, they no longer have the ability to return to Delumon. Instead of being killed by the other demons, it is better to die in my hands. I will start the sacrifice now. I must use a sacrifice. You two will stay here first, and I will go back."

The blood soul glanced around and soared up, his whole body was covered by a layer of blood. He actually flew towards the sea. After a while, he disappeared into the sea.

Under the huge altar, only Qingfeng and the Fourth Elder were left. The Fourth Elder was serious on weekdays, but after seeing the Blood Soul left, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Guest Elder, Blood Soul killed Moluomen's disciples. Should we send talisman arrows to Moluomon and inform the sect leader?"

Qingfeng joined Molomon a long time ago. In order to enable him to establish himself in Molomon, Minglu gave him a position as a guest elder. He was very free and could actually enjoy a lot of benefits from the Demon Sect. Of course, the guest elder's request was that as long as he came back during the Demon Sect's disaster, he could help him.

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