c_t; Sacrifices, and at the end, blood sacrifices are sacrificed to the ghosts and gods. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Read the full text of the latest chapter

Therefore, in the end, the candidates for inheritance such as Shi Guishou turned into dust and scattered in the void, as if they were thrown into the arms of the ghosts and gods.

From the naked eye, the sacrifice in the form of dust is not only bloody, but also adds a bit of mystery.

And this scene, even a half-saint powerhouse like Blood Butterfly, can't see through it, and can't see the hideousness behind it.

In the past, Tang Mingyang had always wondered where the ghosts that had haunted around Shi Guishou and other inheritance candidates had gone?

Now he understood.

It turns out that those blood-colored ghosts have not disappeared, but have been hiding in the bodies of these inheritance candidates.

At this moment, as the sacrifice was completed, these blood-colored ghosts finally broke out and began to feast and enjoy the sacrifice.

It seems that the flesh of the Shi Guishou and other inheritance candidates has turned into dust, but in fact, it is true that these blood-colored ghosts tore the flesh of the tributes into dust at the moment of the end of the sacrifice, and then devoured them.

And after the flesh was shattered, the blood-colored ghosts did not disperse.

At this time, the ghosts of Shi Guishou and others were also revealed.

Their ghosts were not blood-colored, but pale, with a faint golden glow lingering on their surface, a color like the light that had just appeared during the sacrifice.

They were still sane, their ghosts were dazed and frightened, and when they looked at the blood-colored ghosts around them, they recognized them as the disciples of the Tenjiao Anthem, whom they had slaughtered.

Ghosts, on different levels, have different meanings.

In the eyes of ordinary people, perhaps the monk's out-of-body spirit can be called a ghost.

In the monk's opinion, on the contrary, he did not believe in any ghosts.

When Tang Mingyang was in the Divine Domain, when he was in the Great World of Sealed Souls, he saw ghosts crossing the border, and thought that those were the ghosts of living beings after they died.

And now, this blood-colored sacrificial ghost is different.

The ghosts of the descendants of the succession candidates such as the stone turtle are different from those of the cultists who were killed by them.

They were terrified.

It's just that the golden light on their souls is like a group of evil tigers seeing fragrant sheep and pounced on them.

The ghosts such as the stone turtle wanted to escape in fear, but the golden light on their souls was like a layer of imprisonment, firmly restricting them.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Mingyang saw an extremely soul-tearing scene.

Those blood-colored ghosts rushed over and bit off the ghosts of Shi Guishou and others.

He couldn't hear the screams of Shi Guishou and the others, but he could see the twisting and struggling movements of his soul, and the expression of the vicious desire to die but couldn't die, he could imagine how painful it was. (Advertisement)

However, this is not the end of the story.

After the ghosts of Shi Guishou and the others were torn apart and devoured by these blood-red ghosts, these blood-red ghosts also glowed with a pale gold color.

The blood-red contained pale gold, and these blood-colored ghosts finally turned into a strange soul rune, gathered together, and then floated towards the monument in the center of the altar.

The blood-colored ghost runes blended in.

This scene is invisible to the naked eye, so the blood butterfly next to it can't be seen either.

"Let's go!"

After the sacrifice was over, the blood butterfly walked up to the altar with some impatience.

"Wait!"

Tang Mingyang stopped the Blood Butterfly, his gaze staring at the important monument of the altar.

It looked more like a monument to an erected coffin.

"What's wrong?"

Blood Butterfly paused, turned her head sideways and glanced at Tang Mingyang, she saw Tang Mingyang's eyes staring at the front, she was curious, and she also followed Tang Mingyang's gaze.

She doesn't have Xiaoyu's perspective, so in her eyes, there is nothing in the monument.

"It's still ...... It's not time to go to the altar yet. ”

Tang Mingyang's voice trembled a little.

At this moment, he looked at the contents of the monument, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

From Xiao You's perspective, those blood-red ghost runes melted into the monument, and then, the dark gray monument suddenly glowed with a soft light.

It's slowly becoming transparent.

Tang Mingyang could see those blood-red ghost runes wandering inside the monument, and the entire monument gradually turned into a piece of jade with blood-red light.

And inside the jade block, a slender figure gradually blurred out.

Those ghost runes converged in this vague figure, slowly outlining a clear outline.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of Tang Mingyang's starry eyes gradually dilated.

Clearer!

To be precise, this is the back of a woman.

She was dressed in an ice-white dress, and her silver hair fell down her waist.

And as the ghost runes melted into her body, her dress gradually dyed red, red like blood, followed by her hair.

When her hair was dyed red, it began to float slowly, wantonly in the void.

At this moment, Tang Mingyang, who saw this scene, only felt that the hair floating in the monument seemed to cross time and space, directly penetrating into his pupils, and then entering his sea of knowledge, dancing wantonly in his sea of knowledge.

Of course, this is just an illusion of Tang Mingyang in a moment.

Otherwise, this blood-red hair appeared in Tang Mingyang's sea of knowledge, and the little sheath and the little sheath inside would have been furious for a long time, and the fighting spirit would have soared.

"This monument is really ...... Is it really a coffin? Could it be that the woman inside is ...... Is it the Floating Light Wuxue who was sealed here by the Floating Light Saint Venerable?"

Tang Mingyang was a little dumbfounded.

And also.

Could it be that this altar is not used to worship ghosts and gods, but to worship the floating light and snow?

Just between Tang Mingyang's guesses.

The woman in the monument slowly turned around.

Tang Mingyang held his breath.

He guessed that a woman with such a beautiful back must be a beautiful woman in the city.

Does it matter if she's floating or not?

Anyway, it has come to this point, he Tang Mingyang boldly looked over.

This is indeed a stunning face, but she has no eyes.

The hollow eye sockets were like two endless black holes, devouring Tang Mingyang's gaze and the fear in Tang Mingyang's heart.

And at this moment, Tang Mingyang had a sense of absurdity that she was watching him.

Those ghost runes converged into her eyes.

Slowly condensed a jewel-like eyeball, and in the flickering light, a pupil was born and focused.

That's right, she was looking at Tang Mingyang.

In her eyes, there was surprise, excitement, complexity, hatred, and vicissitudes...... In the end, these various emotions spread to her beautiful face.

She lightly lifted her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but Tang Mingyang couldn't hear the voice she came out.

Tang Mingyang frowned slightly.

At this time, he saw the woman's blood-colored figure, growing old little by little.

The skin that was as white as clotted fat was dull and full of wrinkles, and the head was full of lustrous and bewitching blood, withered and pale like withered grass in late autumn.

She turned from a peerless beautiful woman in a captivating city to an old woman in front of Tang Mingyang.

Only her bloody eyes did not change, she stared at Tang Mingyang with a look of anxiety, as if she wanted to express something, but in the end, only a trace of misery remained.

She turned from an old woman to a dry bone, and finally the dry bones were shattered, and only the two eyeballs remained.

Tang Mingyang stared at these two eyeballs, and in the end, even these two eyeballs dissipated.

He shook his head, and when he looked at the past, the coffin-like monument had returned to its original appearance, no matter how Tang Mingyang looked at it from Xiao You's perspective, there was no trace of change there.

All this is like a dream, and it seems that Tang Mingyang himself is dazzled.

"What did you find?"

The blood butterfly next to her turned her head to look at Tang Mingyang, her beautiful eyes were full of scrutiny, she looked at Tang Mingyang's constantly changing facial expressions, she knew that Tang Mingyang must have discovered something.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. We...... We went up. ”

Tang Mingyang came back to his senses, his eyes were still a little defensive and cautious looking at the coffin-like monument.

No, it should be said, that's a coffin!

An erected sarcophagus!

Inside the coffin, the strange woman was sealed.

Tang Mingyang wasn't sure if the woman was floating or not, but he believed that what he had just opened was definitely not an illusion. And what the woman wanted to say to him, Tang Mingyang had some guesses in his heart, it was nothing more than asking him to save her.

"I'd better stop meddling. ”

Tang Mingyang thought to himself.

He didn't even know who the other party was, and besides, this woman was sealed here, and if he hastily rescued her, he would definitely offend the person who sealed her here.

And the characters involved at this level are definitely the kind that Tang Mingyang can't imagine.

He better not get into trouble.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Tang Mingyang didn't say anything, Blood Butterfly snorted coldly, and became very unhappy.

Tang Mingyang pretended not to know about the unhappiness of the blood butterfly, he stepped on the altar cautiously, and there was no accident, he walked a few steps, and saw that there was still no taboo triggered.

"Don't worry, I've been here a few times! ”

Seeing Tang Mingyang's cautious appearance, Blood Butterfly recently showed a hint of ridicule.

This hint of ridicule is like dissatisfaction with Tang Mingyang's distrust of her.

Tang Mingyang didn't care about this woman, he saw the blood butterfly walking generously to the altar, he breathed a sigh of relief and strode forward.

"It's strange, just now those inheritance candidates died, why didn't the holy treasures on their bodies stay?"

Tang Mingyang suddenly asked suspiciously.

You must know that those dozens of inheritance candidates all have one or two Origin Sacred Treasures, and like Shi Guishou, the Origin Sacred Treasure on their bodies is even more precious.

"I guess it was taken away by the will of the Floating Light Holy Dao Origin Law. ”

Blood Butterfly said.

Obviously, she also knew about the existence of the Floating Light Saint Dao's Origin Will.

"Oh?"

Tang Mingyang was a little puzzled.

Will the Floating Light Saint Dao Origin Will still take away the Origin Treasure ? This surprised him.

Blood Butterfly glanced at Tang Mingyang, she seemed to see the doubts in Tang Mingyang's heart, she said: "The Origin Holy Treasure represents a kind of resource, unless the person who owns the Origin Holy Treasure is killed by you, otherwise if he dies for other reasons, then the will of the Origin Law of the Floating Light Holy Dao will take it away, and then put it into some secret realms, design the assessment, and let the inheritance candidates seize it." ”

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