Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

"Fellow Daoists, please hold on a little longer. The formation will be broken soon. You don't want all your efforts to be in vain, do you?"

Mo Wushuang's urgent voice rang out.

He hadn't expected that these late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators could persist for so long on the sacrificial altar of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array.

At this moment, Mo Wushuang seemed to have thought of something, and released his divine sense to explore the array eye where Han Li was located.

"what?"

With a soft exclamation, Mo Wushuang's face was full of surprise, and her expression became somewhat uncertain.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, has something happened?"

Upon hearing Mo Wushuang's voice, Xing Wujiu quickly asked.

"It's nothing, I probably made a mistake."

Mo Wushuang responded calmly.

In his divine sense, Han Li, who was originally at the center of the sacrifice, had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a large area of ​​mist that obscured his divine sense.

However, these mysteries were utterly insignificant in the face of his unique Star Soul Body and special techniques.

If this key point of the formation hadn't continued to exist, he would have thought Hao Le had already escaped.

Just then, a massive surge of energy flowed into the formation. Accompanied by a scream, the space enveloped by the Taiyin Qimen Formation trembled slightly, and the restrictive power weakened once again.

Almost simultaneously, a devouring force suddenly erupted.

"What happened!"

With two key points of the formation destroyed in succession, Xing Wujiu narrowed his eyes.

A sweep of divine sense revealed that the location where Han Li and Qingmu were standing had exploded, with surging blood energy merging into the Yin Soul before disappearing completely.

The moment the blood and qi merged, the restrictions of the Taiyin Qimen Formation weakened once again.

At this moment, the cultivators present seemed to realize something and shouted sternly:

"You intend to sacrifice us to activate the magic array!"

"Everyone, break through!"

Everyone present was a deep thinker, and they quickly reacted. Waves of late-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual pressure surged out, resisting the corrosive power of countless ghostly shadows, and transformed into streaks of light that shot away.

"It's not that easy to leave!"

Seeing that the plan had been exposed, Mo Wushuang snorted coldly, and several dark figures lurking around flew out and stopped them.

"A puppet at the late Foundation Establishment stage!"

Looking at the various foreign monster puppets before him, Xing Wujiu shouted, and streams of pure demonic energy coiled around him like dragons.

With a flash of blood-red light, a palm strike was unleashed, forming a blood-red palm print over twenty feet long, which slammed down towards the giant crab puppet in front of it.

Black energy surged in the crab puppet's eyes, and its tentacles under its lips moved up and down. Then, a thick arc of purple electricity shot out and landed on the blood palm.

With a muffled boom, the blood-red palm print was shattered by the blow, turning into countless corrosive blood raindrops that eroded the ground rock layers, creating small spots of varying sizes.

However, this attack seemed to have no effect on Cancer, which made Xing Wujiu's heart sink to the bottom.

Similar scenes occur in various crevices of the mountain.

Various types of overseas puppet monsters have emerged one after another, and each of them has the strength of the late Foundation Establishment stage!

Normally, they would not be afraid of these octopus and giant turtle puppets, but in the current situation, they have already consumed too much magic power and are unable to pose a fatal threat to these thick-skinned puppets.

With the help of countless ghostly spirits, they were quickly defeated.

"What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist Mo?"

Xing Wujiu snorted coldly, and several top-level magical artifacts surrounded his body, forming light curtains of different colors on his body.

"What does it mean? It's naturally to activate the magic array."

"However, you few have some skill, managing to hold out at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Spirit Sacrifice Platform for so long. It seems that not all cultivators on the Southern Sea Continent are useless!"

Seeing that things had been exposed, Mo Wushuang saw no need to continue hiding it and said coldly.

"Don't worry, once I get what I want, I'll take good care of your magical treasures. Isn't that what you've always wanted? Hahahaha..."

Mo Wushuang laughed loudly, his laughter was ferocious and perverse. Then he rubbed his hands together, and the ghostly energy from the other two array points rushed towards the group.

"go!"

Negotiations failed, and Xing Wujiu stopped talking nonsense. His body transformed into streaks of blood-red light and shot out, moving rapidly along the cracks in the rocks.

"Do you really think you can leave?"

Mo Wushuang snorted coldly, and the previously vanished power of sealing tendons was activated again, blocking the blood light.

Because of this slight delay, the giant golem stepped forward, wielding its massive tentacles and sweeping down.

At the same time, countless evil spirits rushed over and tore the group apart.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, if you spare my life, I will be your slave from now on, and I will do anything you ask!"

Seeing that her companions had all perished, the female cultivator surnamed Lin hurriedly begged for mercy, even sacrificing her beauty to exchange for a chance to live.

"What a pity! If Fellow Daoist Lin had said that before, I might have actually been tempted. What a waste of talent!"

Mo Wushuang shook his head, then stood with his hands behind his back, turned around, and the blood-red light fell on his handsome face, making him look particularly eerie.

Upon hearing this, the beautiful female cultivator could not suppress her inner fear and continued to speak:

"If you, fellow Daoist, would spare my life, I am willing to reveal a tremendous secret to you! This secret concerns your very life, so please reconsider, Fellow Daoist Mo!"

"No need. Within these ruins, no one can threaten me."

Upon hearing this, Mo Wushuang waved his hand dismissively, exuding confidence in every gesture.

With a swift grasp of his five fingers, countless ghostly figures pounced forth, tearing the beautiful female cultivator to shreds, her blood and internal organs spilling onto the ground.

"Aaaaaah... You'll regret this! I curse you to a horrible death!"

The remnants of their primordial spirits gradually faded away silently under the devouring of the evil spirits, eventually disappearing completely from the world.

Upon seeing this, Han Li, who was hiding in the shadows, narrowed his eyes.

If Han Li hadn't first used the incomplete Nine Palaces Reversal Formation to hold it up for a while, and then taken advantage of the moment when the first person fell and disappeared to forcibly break out of the formation with the devouring power of the mysterious rusty sword.

Then, using the Taiqing Cave Mystery True Light to envelop and suppress the ghostly cultivation techniques within his body, and under the cover of the Small Mystery Array, he released the Asura Blood Qi of the Mountain Moving Daoist, which barely managed to deceive the strange man.

However, to his surprise, this person actually possessed four demonic beast puppets comparable to those in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

In this way, the other party's previous statement is naturally rendered meaningless.

Given the strength displayed by that "Fellow Daoist Mo," why would he need to join forces with me, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator?

I'm afraid this Fellow Daoist Mo didn't have good intentions towards me from the very beginning!

With the support of the essence and mana of several late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, the originally impregnable Taiyin Qimen Formation began to ripple, and then a huge opening, tens of feet in size, appeared around the Rift Canyon.

The moment the Taiyin Qimen Formation broke, an incomparably sinister demonic aura swept out, its murderous intent soaring to the heavens.

Even Mo Wushuang was forced back several feet by this demonic energy.

There was no fear on his face, but rather a hint of excitement.

"I can already sense that thing's aura. As long as I can obtain that item, let alone the Nascent Soul stage, even the Deity Transformation stage is highly possible!"

After muttering a few words, several dark figures descended from the sky and surrounded Mo Wushuang. They were none other than the giant puppets at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

At this moment, Mo Wushuang's black hair flew wildly, her eyes were dark and blazing. With a flick of her palm, a blood banner appeared in her hand, and countless demonic energies entered it and disappeared.

After doing all this, Mo Wushuang looked back and gazed around to make sure there were no mistakes before transforming into a streak of black light and entering the rock fissures covered by the Taiyin Qimen Formation.