Chapter 547 (1/2)

All the disciples of Lushan Mountain who came here were sucked blood essence by the demon king and turned into twisted flesh mud.

There are still wounds on its body, which should be left by the master of Wuyue, but it is only skin trauma.

”Chop!”

Jun dust low drink a, against the water cold suddenly fly out, cold light ten thousand Zhang, sea water instantaneous ice.

This sword is called the extreme of wind!

Moreover, Jun Chen also urged the third move of Tianmo fist, and the cultivation increased dramatically.

Poop!

The eight claw demon king did not react to it. He was directly broken by Jun Chen's sword and killed on the spot. His eight claws were still twitching.

But the next moment, they're frozen.

Jun Chen catches up.

Click.

The eight claw demon king directly turned into countless pieces of blood crystal, which fell into the water.

Later, Jun Chen saw an altar submerged by sea water.

There are mountains of skeletons on it, countless monsters and human skeletons.

”Is this the altar of worship?”

Jun Chen murmured to himself, and then looked at the ancient pagoda and determined one thing.

There are gods in the pagoda.

And the only way to communicate with the gods is through this altar.

As long as we offer sacrifices and offer enough sincerity, we can get the protection of gods.

Jun Chen bent his finger and shot a drop of his own blood.

At the next moment, the altar vibrated and the blood was dazzling. The whole ancient pagoda in front of it was a sensation. The low roar was heard, and a group of gods came back to life.

His blood, caused the gods crazy.

Then, several masks flew out of the pagoda.

It's a god!

All the gods of witchcraft come to this place!

Whew! Whew!

Jun Chen held the cold against the water, and his sword was stirring. He directly cut through those masks, and the gods cried and was wiped out.

One step, Jun Chen came to the three story pagoda before, wheezing, several swords concurrence, Jun dust broke the first floor of the ancient tower gate.

The next moment, a river like black light rushed out of the ancient pagoda, rolling majestic, and with towering pressure, swallowed up the king's dust.

Without fear, Jun Chen stepped directly into the ancient pagoda.

Inside the pagoda, there is a statue of stone, surrounded by a circle, with a black wood mask.

Each mask is pregnant with gods. Some of them have been taken off and taken away. Others are left here because they are too rubbish.

Even so, the tyranny of these broken gods remains terrifying.

If there is no sacrifice, you will be crushed to death.

Whew! Whew!

After several swords, the remaining dozens of masks on the first floor of the ancient pagoda were all chopped up by him and turned into flying ash.

”Elder sister hates sorcery deeply. If I destroy all the gods in this ancient tower, the foundation of witchcraft will be completely destroyed.”

”Make it up to her.”

Jun Chen ascended the second floor of the ancient pagoda.

There are altogether 18 stone statues, corresponding to 18 masks, but there are 10 less, only 8 left.

Obviously, the ten missing pieces were taken away by witchcraft.

Even so, the remaining eight masks are still very powerful and imposing. If you want to be Jiang Rulong, Zhao Feiyan, and your mother, you will have to kneel down before you come to the second floor.