"Alright, it's almost time, and it's time to start. I want the woman in red, and the other as a reward for you, and the man to kill. Seeing that the dozen or so captives were almost breathing, the geisha walked over to a stone and sat down to watch the play.

"Kill!"

The provocative captives hesitated a little, but felt that the little hand that was holding their little life seemed to be tightened, and their faces changed dramatically in an instant, and they rushed towards the altar. This altar is indeed to protect the people who have just come down from it, and it is considered a safe point. Anyone who has lived in the Blood Withered Realm for a long time will be imprinted by the breath of the Blooddry Realm.

The altar is so repulsive to branded creatures that they cannot enter the altar. And the martial artist who has just come down from it for a long time, because he does not absorb much blood withering realm breath, so his imprint is weak, but there is no such limitation. So a dozen captives re-entered the altar like wolves and tigers.

Wang Fusheng and the three of them took a few steps back, but the entire altar was so big, and more than a dozen people came in at once, which seemed extremely crowded. What's more, these people are not bad intentions. The long-faced man licked his lips and the rat came behind Wang Fusheng and the three, and once the three of them were kicked out of the altar, they immediately attacked back and forth.

"Poof!"

One of the captives who stormed the altar instantly bled from seven holes and turned into a pile of rotten meat. This startled the other captives. It turned out that after these captives rushed into the altar, although ostensibly aimed at Wang Fusheng. But none of them did anything, and the two sides were deadlocked. There were even a few captives whose eyes twinkled, as if they were thinking about something.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch, and he is your example. Or do what I say. Originally, you died. The geisha waved a small fan in her hand, and a sneer appeared on her face.

Apparently he had expected the captives to rush into the altar with a different mind. Because the altar is a safe spot for those who come down from above, the four geisha can no longer threaten their safety once they enter. But while the altar could block all the attacks of the geisha's dead, it could not stop the onset of poison that had already been swallowed into the stomach by the captive.

"Kill!"

The geisha decisively caused the poison to make the faces of more than a dozen captives change in an instant, and a warrior rushed directly towards Wang Fusheng, with an undying momentum on his body. Apparently in danger in order to keep himself alive. This warrior burst out to his greatest potential.

"Kill them all."

Wang Fusheng's face was cold and he took the lead in responding, and he didn't take advantage of the fact that these captives had just rushed up. Instead, he made room for them, and Wang Fusheng just wanted to see if the altar that could resist the attack could stop the onset of these people's poison. If it can be stopped, then the geisha's approach is not intended to shoot themselves in the foot.

But now it is obviously unstoppable, which means that the relationship between the two sides can no longer be adjusted. Naturally, it was to kill them all to keep them safe. Wang Fusheng made a decisive move, and without leaving his hand, a warrior who was greeted in front of him was directly kicked out by him, blocking all the other captives from rushing up and squeezing them out of the altar.

"If you give up resistance now and come out obediently, there is still a way to live." The geisha watched the battle at the altar with a playful smile on their faces. It's like admiring two black bears in a zoo for everyone.

"There's no door for me to surrender to you, a dead lady." Wang Fusheng sneered and punched a captive in the chest, and the captive spurted blood and flew out, and a large piece of heart was directly shattered by Wang Fusheng's dark energy.

Hong Aya and Xue Qinglian protected Wang Fusheng's sides on one side, and the three of them stabilized their footholds on the edge of the altar to block the attack of the captives, but because there were two prefecture-level stores among the captives, the defense line of the three people became precarious. It seems that it could be breached at any time.

"I don't know if your bones are as hard as your mouth for a while, and I'll crush it little by little." The geisha's face became particularly gloomy.

That's right, he's a shemale, if you don't look at the Adam's apple, she's definitely a beauty just by looking at her face and figure, or the kind of beauty with full breasts that other women are jealous of. But he has an Adam's apple, and his lower body is a man's characteristic, the upper body is female, and the lower body is a man, what is this not a shemale?

In fact, shemales are not too patented. Because of some special reasons, as well as problems with the development of the fetus. Hermaphrodites, while rare, are not uncommon. Traditional Chinese medicine calls such people yin and yang people, which means hermaphrodites. Later, this meaning was extended to those who were neither male nor female, that is, the ancient eunuchs were called yin and yang people.

Therefore, ladyboys actually existed in ancient times, but they were later 'carried forward' by the Thais, and finally formed an industry, which has been extended to this day and still has a very economic market. And this geisha obviously did not go to Thailand for plastic surgery and came back, but was born to be a yin and yang person. Obviously, the development of the body is very similar to that of a woman. But there's a man's guy on the bottom and an Adam's apple on his neck.

If you shout shemale in Thailand, others will only treat you as a guest. But calling a geisha who is born a yin and yang person as a shemale is definitely a reverse scale that touches him. Because the reason why he has become deformed in his heart now actually has a lot to do with his yin and yang body.

When I was young, I was born with a handle. The family naturally treated him as a son. But who would have thought that after the age of twelve or thirteen, the son with the handle would have the breasts of a girl, and some other female characteristics. The family thought it was an illness at first, but later when they learned that he was a yin and yang person, they drove him out of the house as a monster. Some people even wanted to burn him to death to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Fortunately, he survived by meeting a good person.

But that good man didn't follow any good heart, just he went to his yin and yang. In this world, there are men who love women, but there are also personal hobbies that men love men and women love women. And the more high-ranking people are, the more quirky they are.

Hermaphrodites are monsters in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of some other noble lords, they are definitely good 'pets'. Since being taken away by that good man, the geisha has been forced to learn a lot of things, and then began their own nightmare that lasted for more than ten years. Every day, he is held by some men who are five big and three thick, or he is held by a bad old man, or he accompanies those noble ladies who have special hobbies. In short, geisha were abused by others, and it was both physical and mental abuse.

Until one day, when serving a dignitary with special hobbies, he was secretly taken away by the nobleman's wife and wanted to kill him. And he killed those who wanted to kill him, and escaping to the Blood Withered Realm was a nightmare. But the good times didn't last long, and out of the wolf's den there was into the tiger's den.

The Blood Withered Realm is definitely not a good place. He will never forget that he was thrown into a group of stinking men, as if he hadn't seen a woman in a group of men for hundreds of years. Even after being stripped naked and seeing that he was a man, the stinky men pounced on him like wolves, and afterwards he recuperated in bed for months before he could walk.

After that, he used his body to climb up to the head of a small powerful force. Openly and secretly killed all the men who had bullied him at the beginning, but a few years later, this little boss was offended and was wiped out by a powerful person. He led a wandering life with a few henchmen.

This time, I finally found this desolate place and found a hall of guidance, and I originally wanted to capture a few captives for some money to see if I could do something else. But he didn't expect to meet Wang Fusheng and see through his trap. What made him hate even more was that Wang Fusheng actually called him a lady. All at once revealed the experience he had always wanted to hide and forget.

"Let him live, I'm going to let him see with his own eyes how his woman is toyed with by a bunch of men, and I'm going to find a bunch of men to play with him, that must be a funny scene." The geisha had a smile on her face and a flat face, as if she was not angry. But such a flat tone and smile made the body chill when he saw it.

"Dead shemale, do you think these few people can deal with grandpa and me?" Wang Fusheng's Baji Fist combined with the dark energy to kill the Quartet for a while, and the five captives were instantly killed by him and kicked out of the altar, which made the originally crowded altar a lot more idle. The defense line where the three people were squeezed was finally safe.

"Give you another ten minutes if you can't restrain them. You die. The smile on the geisha's face grew cold again, and a death order was given to the captives who were still alive. Wang Fusheng and the three seemed to stabilize the defense line, and they killed half of the captives as soon as they made a move, but the real masters among the captives did not make a move. In addition, the captives simply could not trust each other before, let alone cooperate. Therefore, Wang Fusheng and the three of them can kill all sides.

This sentence made the faces of the remaining captives change, and the two prefecture-level masters who had been standing next to them without making a move looked at each other and nodded. One of these two warriors was a man wearing a skull suit with skin and bones, and the other was an orc with horns on his head, and his eyes were red at this time.

"Ghost Shield!"

The man in the skull suit took a step forward. A terrible cry burst out of the man's body, and then instantly condensed in front of the man. It turned into a shield with the head of a demon on it. As soon as the shield came out, the orc man took a step and hid behind the man in the skeleton suit, reaching out and grabbing it violently in the void.

"Bloodthirsty Spear!"

The muscles of the beast clan's whole body tensed a little, the big tendons on his neck writhed like a small snake, and a blood-red long hair was slowly pulled out of the void by him. The long hair was dripping with blood, as if it had just been plucked from the body of an impaled enemy. There was also sticky blood dripping from it. It landed on the ground and made a pop, pop and corrosive sound.

The blood-colored spear beast clan man slammed into Wang Fusheng and the three of them, and suddenly the surrounding sea of blood was turbulent, and the rich bloody aura made people evil. And the blood all over the body seemed to be agitated by some traction, and all of it rushed towards the door of the head in a countercurrent. It gives the feeling that your head is constantly expanding and about to explode.

"Look for death!"

Facing the blood-colored spear that stabbed Wang Fusheng grabbed it with one hand, a sarcastic smile appeared in the blood-red eyes of the beast clan's big man, and the action of the front stab was three points faster, and the sea of blood rippling around him all rushed towards Wang Fusheng. Although he saw that Wang Fusheng wanted to reach out and grab the blood-colored spear, the orc man Bing did not dodge.

Because let's not talk about whether Wang Fusheng can catch the spear, even if he catches it, what can he do? In particular, the blood stained on the blood-colored spear was full of corrosive and cursed power, and if Wang Fusheng touched the blood-colored spear with his hand, he would definitely be turned into a puddle of pus. This is an evil qi, refined with countless blood and souls. The general magic weapon fights against it, and within three collisions, the magic weapon will be infected by the filth on the spear and lose its strength, and the stricter ones will even become waste on the spot. Even if he is a martial artist refining his body, he doesn't dare to say that his body must be stronger than the magic weapon, so he doesn't even dare to touch the magic weapon lightly Wang Fusheng stretched out his hand to grab it, isn't it looking for death?

"Squeak ......"

Wang Fusheng grabbed the blood-colored spear he stabbed with one hand, and a stream of green smoke came out of Wang Fusheng's palm, accompanied by green smoke and a scorched smell. The blood-red orc's face was overjoyed, and he weakened the strength he attached to the spear, as if he had foreseen Wang Fusheng turning into a pool of blood.

But at the moment when he relaxed. A feeling of extreme danger made his pores stand on end. A great sticky force came from the spear, and the spear, which had been extremely corrosive and cursed, was like a bottomless pit. The force of the orc's whole body surged towards the spear, and it only took a moment to lose a third of its strength.

"Poof!"

The blood-red orc gritted his teeth and directly waved his hand to cut off the hand holding the spear. The severed hand quickly dried up onto the spear, and finally turned into a piece of dead skin. The spear that Wang Fusheng grabbed trembled violently, as if he wanted to break free of something.

But the flow above almost dripped blood on the ground. But thinking about Wang Fusheng, his palms surged away. In just an instant, the blood on the spear disappeared completely, and the originally disturbing aura on it disappeared without a trace.

"Click!"

The color on the spear quickly dried up, like a piece of wood that was losing water quickly. The spear, which was originally as hard as iron, broke directly in Wang Fusheng's hand like a fragile hemp rod and fell on the altar, and suddenly there was silence all around, and everyone gasped.

"Poof...... You...... You ......" The spear was directly destroyed, and the blood-eyed orc with his soul mark on it was implicated again, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Wang Fusheng with a frightened face.

Others didn't know him, but they knew very well that it was not an ordinary blood-colored spear, and the filth and curse in it had to be avoided even by heaven-level people. But now it's been absorbed by a ghost-level teenager like this. And the other party not only did not have something to do, but also looked like he was enjoying it, which made him feel like he was alive and dead.

"You deserve to die!" Wang Fusheng looked at the blood-eyed orc, and his face was extremely cold.

From absorbing the blood and the curse, Wang Fusheng knew what kind of things the blood-eyed orc had done to condense such an evil weapon. In order to condense this spear, the blood-eyed orcs slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people in a city. In order to maximize the curse on the spear, he not only sucked the last drop of blood from these people, but also extracted the souls of these people for torture, so that these souls that could have been reincarnated became unjust souls of the six realms.

"How is that possible...... How is it possible, you are not afraid of bloodthirsty spears. The blood-eyed orc looked at Wang Fusheng as if he had lost his mind, and the geisha also frowned, their faces solemn. Just now, the blood-eyed boy also used this trick. If it weren't for that demon man's strong resistance in this regard, it would really be difficult to take him down. So he knew how powerful the bloodthirsty spear was, but it was precisely because he knew that it was powerful and saw the bloodthirsty spear being cracked by Wang Fusheng like this that he felt fear.

"Whoever condenses such an evil weapon deserves to die. If I had the chance, I would have slaughtered your entire people. Wang Fusheng's eyes were murderous, obviously completely murderous.

Because the information he had obtained from the bloodthirsty spear he had absorbed had let him know that this method of condensing evil weapons was not unique to the Blood-Eyed Boy, but was the inheritance of a race. And it is a lineage dedicated to the evil art of human slaughter. Condensing such a spear alone would have slaughtered a human city. One can imagine how many humans need to be slaughtered with a more powerful spear. And for the curse on the bloodthirsty spear, these people are all resentful of being tortured and killed.

And there is also a inherited evil weapon in this race. Even if the bloodthirsty spear is not sacrificed, tens of thousands of people will be slaughtered every year, and tens of thousands of people's blood and souls will be used to keep it quiet and not accuse its master. There are so many people every year, and when they are sacrificed, more humans are sacrificed. The hundreds of millions of human beings devoured by such an evil weapon are simply the existence of exterminating human nature. Such an evil race simply cannot be tolerated.

And as for not being afraid of these filthy blood and curses in the bloodthirsty spear, it is not that Wang Fusheng is powerful. It is the reason for Wang Fusheng's own physique. The demon dragon body is originally a collection of all kinds of evil energy in the world, otherwise it would not be called a demon dragon. Therefore, although these filths can be polluted by the aura of the face magic weapon, they are the best nourishment for the demon dragon body.

As for the blood in the bloodthirsty spear, Wang Fusheng, who has immortal blood, is not a family of ten thousand bloods. But it is impossible for this blood to cause the blood in his body to flow backwards, not only will it not bring harm to Wang Fusheng's body. Instead, it became a tonic for the immortal blood, giving the immortal blood an extra power to quickly fuse the star power that the madness that was obtained on it wanted to destroy it. The immortal blood is less restrained, and the demon dragon body has also been replenished. Wang Fusheng's injuries recovered somewhat.

And as for those curses in the Scarlet Spear, it's even better. There are not only a series of things such as feng shui, astrology, Luo Shu, gossip and so on, but also witchcraft. And curses are what witchcraft is best at, and it can even materialize such an ethereal thing as a curse, and raising Gu is a form of expression.

Although Wang Fusheng is not highly accomplished in witchcraft, it is enough to deal with this curse. Besides, witchcraft is not good, Wang Fusheng still has a little study of Buddhism. Instead of being cursed, these souls will not be cursed, but will also be able to gain merit. Even if none of these works out, don't forget that Wang Fusheng still has a heavenly tribulation in his body, what kind of curse can survive under the thunder of the heavenly tribulation. (To be continued......)