Chapter 952: The Slaughter Park 25

A silhouette shot at Yang Chen, and Yang Chen was not worried.

Sure enough, one person blocked him.

"What do you mean?"

It is naturally unhappy to be blocked by someone, but it is also difficult for those who block him to mess with him.

"It's not interesting. If it's really a heavenly skill, with your character, no one present can trust you."

"you……"

At this time, these big guys finally started to move.

"My friend, do you really have the Heavenly Level Practice?"

The person who asked was from the Dragon Palace, and he couldn't believe that Yang Chen had all the heavenly skills.

However, this time Yang Chen put away the jade slips, and these big guys were reluctant to leave.

Yang Chen forced himself to hold up.

Talk lightly;

"Your soul-melting the soul-recording monument is the only way to heal your injuries?"

He wants to leave.

"no!"

Someone immediately stopped him from his head.

Well, I thought about it, but this person had nothing to do with it. He suddenly stopped him. If he didn't fight back, how could he get a little addicted to his mouth?

"Why, I offended you?"

Everyone was stunned, yes, this kid really didn't offend anyone?

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

"If that doesn't, the younger generation's soul-melting list is ready to enter the secret realm."

"Hmph, you dream."

The people from the Sword Sect spoke, and obviously, Yang Chen couldn't go there either.

At this time, the monks around him no longer cared about the place and entered their names on the immortal sacrifice monument. When the blood dripped into the immortal sacrifice monument, the names of them appeared on the monument.

But at this time, Yang Chen had no time to pay attention to her and said to the people in the Sword Sect;

"You are afraid that my sword control technique will spread, so it will be difficult for your Sword Sect to survive in the future? Don't worry, I'll just give you a few moves at that time."

"The sharp teeth and sharp mouths are the skill of sword control that has been lost in my sword sect. How can it be..."

He wanted to turn black and white, and Yang Chen interrupted him;

"Hey, hey... don't talk, your face is so embarrassing. The sword sect is gone, dash... lying in front of so many people will damage the reputation of your sect. How could the sword sect send you such a person out to show off your shame?"

"You are looking for death..."

In fact, with a shock, a huge force crushed Yang Chen.

If you are suffering this blow, Yang Chen will hang up.

"Enough..."

call……

When a trembling wind blew, the power of the monk disappeared directly and invisibly. Only then did they realize that there were masters hiding, and they could not even feel the other party's breath;

"You go..."

This sentence was said to Chen, and everyone did not dare to move. They stood there in a daze, as if they would die if they moved.

Everyone was looking for the trace of this monk, but they only heard the sound and could not see the person.

They could only watch Yang Chen walk towards the immortal sacrifice monument with difficulty;

And Yang Chen knew who took action. If he took action later, he would escape into the Xiaoyao Tower.

There is no end to his affairs with these people, but he has to think of some way out.

Regardless of the true or false nature of the Heavenly Level Practice, these people will definitely verify it, but they cannot be passive.

So when the secret realm is opened, people like the secret realm cannot enter. He learned a lot of information.

Every monk who drips blood on the sky monument will have a corresponding name. This is indeed magical. He is preparing to heal his injuries more and begin.

There are many monks, and tens of thousands of people are going to enter the secret realm.

While healing his wounds, Yang Chen observed the huge immortal sacrifice monument, but he didn't feel anything. This immortal sacrifice monument was just a little kid in front of the heavenly monument.

Seeing these people leaving their names on the immortal sacrifice monument, they seemed to be very excited.

He was also planning to enter his name after talking about injury. However, as he watched these people integrate into their soul power and enter their own names, the more he looked, the more he felt that it was not very coordinated.

Buzz...

A drop of blood dripped into the immortal sacrifice stele, and the immortal sacrifice stele flashed with another name.

Does this immortal sacrifice stele have anything to do with this secret realm? Otherwise, I would have to use the immortal sacrifice stele to enter it?

According to the information, the Immortal Sacrifice Monument can be ranked according to the actual situation, but no one has explained it clearly for so many years.

This is strange.

What is certain at present is that cultivators above the Golden Pill cannot enter, and if they enter their names, they will die, and they will disappear.

This immortal sacrifice monument is indeed a bit magical.

"I don't know the name of any ranking, but I can monitor monks at all times. There must be something strange about it."

Yang Chen muttered in his heart.

“What happens if you don’t enter?”

He didn't know, but he just thought about it casually and had no other meaning.

Of course, for a person, everything else seems to have nothing to do with him. From beginning to end, his eyes fell on a name on the immortal sacrifice monument.

Rong Qingcheng.

Of course, he was not the only one who was confused at this time. Everyone was thinking that if you could produce in this secret realm for fifty years, is there no secret of wine?

Rong Yin's anger erupted for a moment and then restrained himself. Since Rong Qingcheng is still alive, why did that person really not know about this situation for so many years? Or is there another hidden truth?

In the capital of the imperial capital, the Rong family seemed calm at this time, but all the experts in the secret received orders and entered a state of preparation.

The old man in Rong's secret room slowly stood up, and the bones on his body rattled, like thunder, could be heard outside the secret room.

The ancestor of the Rong family, woke up.

A large number of monks engraved their names on the immortal sacrifice monument. After engraving them, Yang Chen found that there was an additional fluctuation in these people, and this fluctuation became more and more obvious as time went by.

Only by entering the name can you enter.

Yang Chen also figured it out, so he was also ready to engrave his name.

He came to the Immortal Sacrifice Monument and was about to melt the soul by dropping blood, but just as he was ready, a familiar voice came from his ears.

"Just drop blood, don't melt the soul!"

Um?

The outstretched hand slightly closed and looked over quietly. The elder of Xuannv Peak seemed to have noticed nothing and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn't understand why the person from Xuannv Peak was like this to him, and he didn't understand who the Xiaoyao Immortal Lord was. However, if he just mentioned a name today, it might have formed a cause and effect.
Chapter completed!