Chapter 2988: Cold Blood Scroll

"Wow!" High in the sky, the Cold Evil Altar released a terrifying force of restraint, overwhelming everyone.

At this moment, everyone felt that their chests were stagnant, as if they were suffocating.

Everyone's expressions suddenly froze, and they obviously did not expect that the forbidden power released by the altar was so terrifying.

"Everyone, get into the altar quickly!" At this time, Hua Yuru shouted loudly. ,

Nie Tian reacted, and the wings of the Star Soul appeared behind him, sweeping Hua Yuru up and rushing towards the altar.

"Poof!" Immediately, his figure hit the restriction, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. ,

However, he still broke through the restriction, stepped out, and landed on a huge icicle on the altar.

The people below reacted and rushed over.

The restraining force is very strong, but it is not fatal.

Most people broke through the restriction and entered the altar.

However, everyone was injured, even Guigu Curse and others were injured by the power of the restriction.

Obviously, the power of restriction is a force with the ability to sense. The stronger the warrior is, the stronger the impact of the restriction will be.

"Hmph!" Yi Mo sneered when he saw everyone entering the altar, and said solemnly: "You entering the Cold Evil Altar is tantamount to death!"

"A mere first-level near-sage, what a big breath!" At this moment, a voice laughed wildly, and then a figure rose into the sky and charged directly towards Yi Mo.

"Chief Mu!" Everyone's eyes suddenly condensed, and they saw clearly that the figure was Mu Xinghe, the head of the Mu family.

Mu Xinghe is a ninth-level pseudo-sage, but his momentum at the moment is not strong, and he seems to be greatly suppressed.

"Seeking death!" Yi Mo's eyes flickered, extremely cold, and he said two words in a cold voice.

"Whoa!" Immediately, a cold evil blade condensed with cold air appeared. It was extremely sharp, whizzed past, and struck straight towards Mu Xinghe.

"Huh?" Mu Xinghe suddenly noticed something was wrong in mid-air, his eyes trembled, and he let out a horrified sound.

At this moment, he realized that his strength was suppressed and could not be used at all.

"Poof!" The next moment, before he had time to react, the cold blade pierced his chest directly. His body trembled and he fell down.

"Lord Patriarch!" When a Mu family warrior saw this, he screamed and flew over to catch Mu Xinghe.

Mu Xinghe steadied his body, half of his body was instantly stained red with blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

In the moment of life and death, he turned sideways, otherwise, he would be directly killed by the cold evil blade.

The others looked very embarrassed when they saw this scene.

Mu Xinghe's strength is definitely at the peak level among all the people, but he is completely vulnerable, which makes everyone not shocked.

"Hmph! When you enter the Hansha Altar, you will be suppressed by the altar's restrictions. Even if you are a saint, you will not be able to exert the strength of a semi-saint!" At this time, Yi Mo's voice sounded and he said coldly.

Everyone's expressions changed, and then they sensed the martial body, and their expressions became even more horrified.

The restraining power in the altar was so strong that it suppressed everyone's strength below that of a half-saint.

And Yi Mo is a first-level near saint, and his strength has obviously not been suppressed and seems to have improved a lot.

He is a member of the Cold Evil Wing Clan, so of course he will not be suppressed by the Cold Evil Altar.

"This is bad!" Everyone's expressions were trembling, and many people began to scream.

Even if all of them were tied together at this time, they would not be Yi Mo's opponent.

They entered the Cold Evil Altar and seemed to have fallen into a trap.

"Nie Tian, ​​I told you that you shouldn't come." At this time, Yi Mo looked at Nie Tian with a sharp cold look in his eyes and said, "What now? Even if you break the Xuan Bing The giant soul still can't stop me!"

"Even if I don't kill you, you will be slowly tortured to death by the restraining power of the altar."

As he spoke, he shook his head, with some regret on his face, and said to Nie Tian: "You once saved my life, and I don't want to kill you. But you shouldn't stop me or stand in my way. "

"I hope you are still alive when I open the Cold Evil Blood Scroll."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Nie Tian.

He really didn't want to kill Nie Tian, ​​but if Nie Tian wanted to stop him from opening the Cold Evil Blood Scroll, he would still kill him.

Letting the Cold Evil Wing Clan rise is his mission, and opening the Cold Evil Blood Scroll is the first step towards completing his mission.

He will kill anyone who blocks his way!

"Yi Mo, in order to open the Cold Evil Blood Scroll, do you want to kill so many innocent people in the Holy Soul Realm?" Nie Tian looked at Yi Mo and spoke seriously.

"I don't want to kill anyone, but for the sake of the Cold Evil Wing Clan, I have to do it!" Yi Mo roared, with unconcealable pain on his face.

He is not a murderous maniac, but in order to revive the Hansha Wing Clan, he will do whatever it takes!

"Asshole!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened and he roared.

In order to revive the Hansha Yi Clan, Yi Mo has become crazy.

However, Yi Mo no longer paid attention to Nie Tian, ​​but moved towards the holy world seeds on the Tao platform.

Next, he will use the Holy World Seed to open the Cold Evil Blood Scroll.

At this time, everyone clearly felt that the restraining power in the altar space was getting stronger and stronger.

If the power of the ban continues to grow stronger, everyone will be oppressed to death.

Everyone looked up at the sky, their eyes full of horror.

At this time, no one dared to attack Yi Mo again.

It seemed that they could only watch Yi Mo open the Cold Evil Blood Scroll.

In the sky, Yi Mo looked at the Holy Realm Seed with fanatical eyes, as if he had seen the bright future of the Cold Evil Wing Clan.

Then, he spread his palm, and a blood-colored vortex appeared in his palm, and red halos kept pouring out of the vortex.

Soon, the red halos in the air condensed together and formed a huge blood book.

That blood book was the most sacred thing of the Cold Evil Wing Clan: the Cold Evil Blood Scroll!

And at the moment when the Cold Evil Blood Scroll appeared, a blood light appeared and instantly spread in the altar.

At this moment, everyone felt their chests sink, and the heavy and oppressive feeling made them suffocate.

"Ancestors of the Cold Evil Wing Clan, please bless me and open the Cold Evil Blood Scroll!" Yi Mo held the Cold Evil Blood Scroll with a solemn expression, and slowly sent the Cold Evil Blood Scroll into the Holy Realm Seed.

At this moment, Nie Tian's Demon Eye trembled suddenly, and he saw a pair of cold evil eyes appear on the Cold Evil Blood Scroll.

"It's that pair of evil eyes!" The sudden scene made Nie Tian's face change and he screamed directly.

Before, he had seen a pair of evil eyes, and it was this pair of evil eyes that made his demon eyes bleed and the Extreme Demon Destruction Seal appeared on his face. ,

And at this moment, the pair of evil eyes actually appeared on the Cold Evil Blood Scroll!