Chapter 1181 Calling the Spirit

Inside the Shura Blood Gate, at first glance, it is a blood-red world, and waves of incomparably rich energy and blood flow out of it.

Han Li looked behind the Blood Gate, and saw that the inside was filled with liquid-like blood, and the power of Qi and Blood was unimaginably rich, more than ten times thicker than the blood pool in the altar in Jilinkong.

The other people on the square felt the situation inside the blood gate, and they also showed surprise and longing.

"The opening of the Asura Blood Gate is a rare opportunity. Everyone standing in the square can enter it. Let's go." Bai Ze said, and stepped into the gate first.

When the people in the square heard the words, they cheered loudly and followed immediately.

Yingma, Qingyuan, Tianhu and other eight clans of the direct blood of the Eight Kings followed closely behind Bai Ze.

Among the Tianhu clan, Liu Le'er glanced at Han Li who was standing still, and frowned slightly.

"Miss Le'er, don't worry, the king has just allowed Fellow Daoist Han to enter, and he will come in with him." A figure approaching Liu Le'er, but it was Hu San, said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Liu Le'er smiled at Hu San, turned around and stepped into the Blood Gate.

Hu San turned to look at Han Li, and also entered the Asura Blood Gate.

After all the eight clans had entered the Asura Blood Gate, the other clans on the square set off one by one according to their seniority, and the hierarchy was quite strict.

Han Li had no intention of provoking these savage tribes. After everyone had entered, he stepped into the Asura Blood Gate.

Because Bai Ze had already agreed to Han Li's entry, although people of all ethnic groups were dissatisfied with Han Li's entry, no one dared to say anything more.

Some clansmen looked at Han Li with vigilance and hostility, but Han Li turned a blind eye to it.

Inside the Shura Blood Gate is a huge space. At a glance, the ground seems to be covered with bright red wriggling flesh and blood mist floating everywhere, but there is no bloody smell. Instead, there is a sense of freshness, as if it has come to the original breath of the mother's womb .

Every time I take a breath, not only will my spirit be refreshed, but my body will also be a little lighter. The whole body is full of flesh and blood, as if I have taken some great tonic.

And above the blood-colored space, there is a blood cloud formed by a layer of blood-colored mist floating, exuding bursts of incomparably rich energy and blood power, which is very similar to the sulfur-flame blood cloud in the scaled sky.

Han Li didn't expect such a situation inside, he was surprised and looked around curiously.

The younger generations of all ethnic groups in the wilderness also showed surprise when they saw the scene before them, but the older generation, such as Liu Qing and others, looked calm, as if they already knew the situation here.

Bai Ze didn't stop at all, and strode forward first, followed by everyone, led by the Eight Clans, hurriedly followed.

The group of people was mighty, and soon came to the depths of the blood-colored space.

The space here is extremely empty, and the ground is flat, it looks like a blood-colored square.

On the square, stood eight huge blood-colored stone pillars. The stone pillars were towering, and their tops were submerged in the blood cloud above. Each stone pillar was engraved with a relief sculpture of an unmatched beast, which was the eight true spirit kings.

These reliefs are extremely lifelike, and exude bursts of coercion like living creatures, as if they might be resurrected from the stone pillar at any time.

Moreover, a dark red brazier with a simple shape is embedded near the top of each stone pillar.

It's just that except for the stone pillar where Bai Ze, You Tian Kunpeng, and Luo Hu are located, the braziers in the other stone pillars have been extinguished.

Seeing this situation, people from all ethnic groups gathered near the eight stone pillars and bowed to the ground in front of the eight true spirit king reliefs.

Qingyuan, Zouwu, Moving Mountain Ape, and Tianhu four clansmen showed grief, and wept on the ground next to the stone pillars of the four true spirit kings, Zhuyan, Zhuwu, Mountain Giant Ape, and Nine-Tailed Fairy Fox. stand up.

Xiaobai also came to the blood-colored stone pillar where the Moyan Pixiu was, with a dazed expression and a glimmer of water in his eyes.

However, as an outsider, Han Li looked a little out of place compared to the crowd kneeling on the ground around him, so he walked quietly to a place a little further away and stood still.

He looked at the strong blood energy around him, and secretly operated the "Tiansha Suppressing Prison Technique" to absorb it, and suddenly waves of heat spread throughout his body.

Not long after, he felt that several unopened orifices in his body were about to move.

It's just that in the situation of the people around him, he is too embarrassed to use all his strength, so he can only quietly absorb the power of blood around him.

While absorbing the power of Qi and blood around him, Han Li looked at the eight blood-colored stone pillars in front of him, his eyes flickering.

The strength of the eight true spirit kings in front of us should be equal, and Bai Ze's cultivation is so unpredictable that he must have reached the Dao Ancestor Realm.

From this point of view, the other true spirit kings should also exist like Dao ancestors.

The strength of the wild realm is really extraordinary, but I don't know if there are other Taoist ancestors besides these eight true spirit kings?

"Everyone, although the fall of several true spirit kings is painful, we can only accept this fact now. The opening time of Shura's Blood Gate is limited. You should pack up your mood and summon the power of the true spirit king's blood first." Bai Ze waited for a moment before speaking.

After hearing the news, Qing Yuan, Zou Wu and other groups of the direct bloodlines of the eight kings put away their emotions and stood up. Then they got busy quickly and sat down cross-legged around the stone pillars of their own groups.

Other ethnic groups of the collateral blood of the Eight Kings also surrounded them, forming a magic circle.

Because Bai Ze was still there, the Yingma clan didn't need to be summoned, so they didn't gather around the stone pillar, they all walked aside and stood still.

However, the only descendant of Moyan Pixiu is Xiaobai, so he is the only one near the stone pillar where Moyan Pixiu is, and it looks a bit lonely.

Han Li looked at Xiao Bai, frowning slightly.

"Friend Daoist Han." Li Qima flew to stand beside Han Li.

Han Li nodded to Li Qima without saying anything.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't worry. The next step is to summon the blood power of several true spirit kings. There is no danger." Li Qima smiled when he saw Han Li's worry.

"Xiaobai is only one person. Compared with the other clans, he is a bit too lonely." Han Li still seemed a little worried.

"Don't worry, summoning the blood of the True Spirit King doesn't depend on the number of people. Although there is only one Xiaobai, he is the son of Mr. Moyan Pixiu, and the power of the blood is extremely strong. Not only will it not be difficult to cast spells, but it will be easier than others A lot." Li Qima laughed, seeming to know a lot of things.

"Oh, there's another theory?" Han Li raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"You'll know it just by looking at it." Li Qima laughed again.

As soon as Li Qima finished speaking, people of all races began to cast spells, swiping their fingers on their wrists, and a stream of blood suddenly shot out from their wrists.

The blood didn't land on the ground, but suspended in mid-air, turning into bloodstains, intersecting with each other quickly, changing into a complex blood-colored magic circle, covering the stone pillars of various races.

On the stone pillars, bloody lines also appeared, resonating with the flashing of the bloody magic circle.

Although Xiaobai was only one person, he also used blood to draw the blood-colored magic circle, and his blood circle was obviously much brighter than the other six races.

When Bai Ze saw this scene, his figure split into seven parts in a flash, and the seven identical figures appeared out of thin air beside the brazier inside the seven stone pillars.

Zhu Yan, 梼杌, Mountain Giant Ape, Nine-Tailed Fairy Fox, and Black-eyed Pixiu, beside the five stone pillars, Bai Ze pointed his fingers, and the fingertips flashed with fire.

There was a soft sound of "噗嗤" in the brazier embedded in the five stone pillars, and a golden flame ignited at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the people of the five clans immediately urged the bloody magic circle above their heads with all their strength.

Dazzling blood light bloomed from the blood formation, and the golden flames on the stone pillars also flourished, complementing the light of the blood formation.

At this moment, the five Bai Zes recited the incantation at the same time, making the golden flame jump up and down.

Immediately, circles of blood-gold two-color light spread out, continuously blending into the nearby void.

And the Lei Peng clan and the Hunbi clan didn't need Bai Ze to light the barbaric fire, they also activated the blood formations at this moment.

Bai Ze next to him also cast a spell to ignite the golden flame in the brazier, which flickered and danced in conjunction with the flickering blood formation below.

In the turbulent flow of the void, circles of blood-gold rays of light that cannot be discerned by the naked eye spread incomparably swiftly, permeating the fairylands and even the major interfaces, revealing a power with the intention of summoning.

"Summoning bloodlines will take some time, and it won't be completed in a short while. Wait slowly. Fellow Daoist Han, what are your plans after the Blood Sacrifice Conference is over?" Li Qima said, and then chatted with Han Li.

"Han..." While chatting with Li Qima, Han Li secretly used his kung fu to absorb the strong blood energy nearby, and at the same time paid attention to the situation at the stone pillar.

While the two were chatting, time passed quickly, and most of the day passed in the blink of an eye.

The void at the top of the blood-colored stone pillar beside Xiaobai flickered first, and white light seeped out from the void, slowly circling and dancing around the golden flame at the top of the stone pillar.

"Those are the blood of the True Spirit King?" Han Li's eyes lit up.

These white lights contained extremely strong true spirit blood power, very similar to the blood in Xiaobai's body, but much nobler.

"Yes. It seems that Xiaobai's blood is the purest, and he was the first to summon the power of Lord Moyan Pixiu's blood." Li Qima nodded slowly.

More and more white light spots penetrated from the void, condensed into one body, and turned into a phantom of a snow-white auspicious beast, roughly the same shape as the Pixiu after Xiaobai's transformation, but more powerful and extraordinary. There is a sense of disdain for everything.

In particular, a long and narrow vertical eye was split between the eyebrows of Xuebai Ruishou, from which traces of strange black light emanated.

Xiaobai looked at the snow-white auspicious beast, two strange black lights appeared in his eyes, and he hesitated.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Bai Ze also showed a hint of joy on his face.

Xiaobai summoned the true spirit blood of the Moyan Pixiu. This matter seemed to be the beginning, and the other four clans also had results soon.

The void gray light on the top of the stone pillar of the Tianhu family flashed, clusters of gray light flew out from the void, and each cluster of light emitted powerful blood power.

These gray and white rays of light quickly gathered in one place, turning into the phantom of a nine-tailed fairy fox.

Everyone in the Tianhu family saw this scene with great joy on their faces.

Among the Tianhu people, Liu Le'er's body glowed with a layer of fluorescence, and gray lines appeared on her exposed cheeks, arms, etc., which faintly resonated with the phantom of the nine-tailed fairy fox in midair.

Seeing Liu Le'er's condition, Liu Qing showed joy.

Immediately, the tops of the stone pillars of Qingyuan, Zouwu, and Moving Mountain Apes flashed with light, and the power of the True Spirit King's blood gathered from the air, and the phantom of the True Spirit King appeared, which greatly delighted the people of the three clans.

It's just that Shizhu, a member of Lei Peng's second clan, didn't respond at all.