Immortal World Supplier

All is ready except for the opportunity!

Now only Ouyang Xiaotian was left to operate.

He was also the one who brought up the matter of the baby sacrifice, and among so many people present, he was the only one who knew such an evil sacrificial technique...

I saw Ouyang Xiaotian put a bunch of rags on a high platform. These rags were all cut from Fang Qi's body. There was Fang Qi's smell and some hair residue on them. This is the introduction!

Ouyang Xiaotian made the ten Nascent Soul cultivators who participated in the sacrifice stand in a row, and then he smashed all the hundreds of Nascent Soul Bottles... Immediately, hundreds of Nascent Souls fell from the sky...

"I want to sacrifice to the greatest curse god, please accept the tribute from your most loyal believer! Please cast boundless spells and punish this ant!"

Ouyang Xiaotian's eyes suddenly turned red, hundreds of Nascent Souls stayed in the air strangely, the surrounding wind direction began to deviate, a gust of wind blew, and the surrounding monks shook their bodies subconsciously...

"Ah...it hurts...it hurts to death..."

"Young Pavilion Master... let me go, I don't want to die... ah..."

"Ouyang Xiaotian, you must die! Ah..."

"Ahhh..."

The wailing of pain was endless, and it was so simple and random to draw half of the lifespan?

This method of extracting life essence is like severing vitality. During the sacrifice process, these monks who participated in the sacrifice had only one feeling, that is, they are in pain...

After a sacrifice process, it is almost equivalent to killing half life.

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Tianyuan secret realm, deep in the dense forest.

"Hiss... Grass! Why does my head hurt so much... Ma De..."

Fang Qizhi felt his head shake, and after patting his head vigorously, he found that black blood flowed from his nose...

"Boss... what's wrong with you? Are you all right?"

"I, Cao, boss, why are you bleeding black blood all over your body!"

"Brother Fang Qi..."

The surrounding circle of people all gathered around, each very anxious.

"It's okay, I'll eat a bag of banlangen..."

Fang Qizhi felt dizzy and weak all over. He finally exchanged for a special bag of Nascent Soul Grade Banlangen, but found that he had no strength to tear open the packaging of Banlangen...

As if the energy in his body had been drained suddenly, he was in a daze and his mind went blank.

I didn't even have the strength to cry out... just fell down with black blood...

"Boss...Boss, you can't die...Why did you die...You died, what can I do..."

Yong Wudi shook Fang Qi's body violently, although his mind went blank, Fang Qi still felt a nauseating dizziness...

"Brother Fang Qi, I will never trouble you again, don't scare Xiaoxiao like this... Xiaoxiao is scared, woo woo...Brother Fang Qi, what's wrong with you..."

"Get out of the way, feed this thing to him...he just kept tearing open this bag..."

Facts have proved that this group of Ma Dahas are unreliable. In the end, Ghost Sword couldn't stand it anymore, and then walked over, melted the isatid root particles with dew, and fed them to Fang Qi...

gurgling...

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

After drinking Banlangen, Fang Qi recovered a little bit of energy, and sat up from the ground while coughing.

He really felt the feeling of death just now... He almost died!

For the first time, so close to death!

Without any warning, he became dizzy for a while, and then he lay down without finishing a sentence...