The three of them came to the altar and looked at the man who was entangled with withered vines and pierced through the chest and limbs by the black stick. They were all heartbroken. It was so miserable.
An Lin was being carried by Da Yi Da Er, looking at the werewolf beside him, he asked, "Little wolf, what should we do with these things?"
The werewolf looked solemn and said: "This ancient black vine is called the magic seal vine, and it will shrink automatically after being roasted with fierce fire. But I don't know the origin of the black round stick, it was specially prepared by the god for sacrifice."
An Lin relayed the words of the werewolf to Mo Hai and Shangguan Yi.
After Mo Hai finished listening, he immediately released a red flame and burned it towards the thick rattan.
Sure enough, under the roasting of the flame, the rattan shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a rattan sphere with a diameter of one foot.
Yang Yuan lost his support and began to fall, but was caught by Mo Hai.
Seeing that Yang Yuan was almost dying of torture, Mo Hai angrily released red flames at the rattan sphere again.
Chi Yan whizzed away, but the rattan sphere retreated sharply backwards as if alive.
Shangguan Yi grasped the void with one hand, and the powerful chill condensed, instantly freezing the rattan sphere into a spherical ice cube.
"This thing is a bit weird, let's take it back to the sect and let the elders study it." Shangguan Yi said.
Mo Hai didn't speak, but looked at the black round stick inserted into Yang Yuan's body.
He could feel that this round rod was constantly devouring Yang Yuan's vitality, and it had the effect of sealing space.
Shangguan Yi came to Yang Yuan's side and held the round stick with his hand, but his body was suppressed by an extremely powerful force, and he couldn't pull it out at all.
She frowned, and looked at the black iron rod with cold eyes: "It is because of this thing that Yang Yuan was unable to return to the sect with the space teleportation token..."
Yang Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him, and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you for risking your life to save me, but unfortunately, I can't repay you... Yaoyue is alive, this place is very dangerous, you guys go away..."
"Senior Brother Yang Yuan, what are you talking about, if you want to leave, let's go together!" Mo Hai gritted his teeth and said.
Yang Yuan shook his head lightly: "I can't drag you down any longer. When Yaoyue disappears, Wanman will appear... Time is running out. If you don't leave Suzaku Prison, I will kill myself now and show you!"
The muscles of Mo Hai's hands swelled up, and he pulled out the black round stick with all his strength, his eyes flushed and he said, "It took me so much to get to this point, I won't leave you behind."
Yang Yuan smiled and said: "After you go out, please help me to say sorry to Junior Sister Tao Zhi..."
He slowly closed his eyes, as if deciding to use the last method.
"Don't be sensational, I, An Lin Sword Immortal, haven't made a move yet, why did you decide to give up?" An Lin put his hand on the black round stick, and carved a complicated pattern on it.
A white line was built in the void, and An Lin desperately turned the exhausted vitality.
He tried his best to overcome the sequelae of the black origin qi, forced the vitality to flow along the meridians of the body, one hand trembled constantly, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and even the corners of his mouth were oozing blood.
"An Lin, you..." Mo Hai looked at An Lin in shock.
Shangguan Yi was also shocked and stared blankly at An Lin.
Hearing the voice, Yang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and saw a man with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, who was drawing an array with trembling hands, smiling at him.
The array diagram was full of light, blending into the black round stick on Yang Yuan's chest.
An Lin grabbed the round stick with one hand, and pulled it out forcefully!
"Pfft..."
Blood splattered, and the round stick was stained with blood, and An Lin pulled it out.
Mo Hai and Shangguan Yi were taken aback again.
"Success... success?" Mo Hai's face was full of surprise and ecstasy.
Yang Yuan also stared blankly at An Lin, a gleam of hope rose in his heart.
"I compared the memory information in my mind and found that it was most likely Zixing's Immortal Sacrifice Ritual. Unexpectedly, I guessed it right. Let's continue..." An Lin said with a smile.
The fanaticism in the werewolf's eyes was even worse, Anlin had already become an omnipotent powerhouse in its eyes!
Next, the four iron rods were pulled out one after another by An Lin. Every time one was pulled out, his face paled a little. When pulling out the last round stick, he couldn't help spitting out a big mouthful of blood, the strength in his body was so exhausted that he was almost dizzy.
Mo Hai and Shangguan Yi both clenched their fists and stared at An Lin.
They would not persuade An Lin to stop, because they knew from An Lin's expression that the man had already made up his mind and would never stop.
After pulling out the last iron rod, the vitality in Yang Yuan's body began to circulate again, and some blood color returned to his pale face. Although his body had been severely injured, at least his life was not in danger.
Before An Lin could breathe a sigh of relief, the world shook again.
Huge savage phantoms emerged above the sky, carrying an extremely powerful and vast aura.
In the demon moon above the sky, a black dot suddenly appeared in the center of the blood-colored full moon.
An Lin and the others looked up, Yaoyue looked like an incomparably bewitching eye, overlooking everything in this world.
"Let's get out of here quickly, now is the time when Wanman is alive, and the entire southern part of Suzaku Prison will become a place where ancient barbarian heroic spirits will wantonly kill!" Yang Yuan said anxiously.
Boom!
While speaking, a huge mountain not far away collapsed, and a rhinoceros with a height of hundreds of feet stepped out of the mountain. With just a roar up to the sky, the sound waves cracked the ground with a radius of a thousand meters.
The power of this rhinoceros is terrifying. Although the body is a little illusory, the aura of the wild and boundless makes everyone's hearts throb.
This is just the beginning. At this moment, bottomless cracks began to appear on the ground.
The sky-swallowing python, the centipede that was thousands of feet long, the scorpion that was shrouded in poisonous mist, and some strange and ancient beasts crawled out of the cracks one after another, and appeared on this land shrouded in crimson moonlight.
Above the sky, a flying beast began to bite each other, there was a dragon soaring into the clouds, a bone bird with a body like a sword, and a giant eagle with lightning flashing... The energy collided and agitated, turning the sky into a blood-stained Shura field.
The unknown mourning resounded through the heaven and earth, causing all four of them to have some strange hallucinations.
"Use the space to teleport the token, we will return to the Vermilion Bird Sect immediately!" Yang Yuan shouted.
An Lin, Mo Hai, and Shangguan Yi all took out the red tokens, looked at each other, and started to move!
An Lin put Da Yi Da Er into the ring, after thinking about it, he also put the five immortal rituals into the ring.
The Suzaku Tokens of the four of them all shone brightly, and a space teleportation formation formed under their feet.
At this time, an ancient beast with two heads, six legs, and a mace in its hand spotted An Lin and the others, roaring and rushed towards An Lin and the others!
This strange beast has a height of over a thousand meters, and every step it takes on the ground will cause violent vibrations, and its breath is as vast as the sea, powerful and terrifying.
Seeing the rushing ancient heroic spirit, the White Sword Wolf God's legs were weak, and he rushed to An Lin, hugged An Lin tightly, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Master, don't abandon the little wolf, the little wolf doesn't want to die! ... woo woo woo..."
An Lin looked at the werewolf helplessly: "But it seems that this space teleportation token can only teleport yourself out."
"Woooooo... I don't care, I'm following you, don't go!" The werewolf cried like a puppy, pulling at An Lin's clothes obstinately.
At this time, the ancient and barbaric beast had already rushed in front of everyone, and the mace hit like a hill...
The teleportation formation glowed brightly, and An Lin and the others disappeared in place.
"Boom!"
The mace smashed the earth with a radius of hundreds of meters into a depression, and the sound was earth-shattering!
(end of this chapter)