And their own names.

Zhan Changfeng felt that they were real.

She walked around the ancient building a few times, but there was no abnormality, and she returned to the square.

On the edge of the octagonal platform, there were two bodies in a regular manner, even the internal organs were neatly hung on one side, one was the Bato gentry, and the other was the Anhui Valley, and the leaders of these two great tribes in the northwest of the icy wilderness died like this.

The black robe said, "Jiang, to Huang!"

After a few breaths, the yellow-robed Taoist retreated to the edge of the eight-sided platform, he saw Jiang Chuan approaching step by step, and finally lost his blood, and wanted to escape from this platform, but the platform was shrouded by a force, and he couldn't escape with punches and kicks, "Save me, save me, I'll give you whatever treasures you want!"

He opened the storage bag and poured it out, and the treasure spirit stone beeped and smashed on the ground, as if his tears and roar, "Save me, I'm dead, you are next!"

Jiang Chuan grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back to the center of the Octagon Terrace, raised the bloody knife, and cut off his arm.

The yellow-robed Taoist is like a fish on a chopping board, waving his arms and kicking his legs, but he has no power to resist.

The third master in the audience, Qi Huanluo, barley, Xu Yunzi and others had a calm face and scattered in all directions, as if they were looking for some exit. This "test", contrary to their expectations, has clearly evolved into murder!

Zhan Changfeng's gaze swept over the corpse of the octagonal stone pillar, she could be regarded as a member of the clan who maintained many ancient rites, and it was difficult to ignore these details.

Altars, pillars, and animals.

A primitive sacrifice.

Amid the loud cheers of the crowd, Jiang Chuan placed the head of the yellow-robed Taoist in place.

Zhan Changfeng noticed that the flames on the three stone pillars had been extinguished.

There are five left.

The black-robed man shouted without any fluctuation, "Please choose the next opponent of the Juggernaut!"

Jiang Chuan pointed to a monk with a dark face.

"No!" the monk pulled through the crowd and fled, but as if someone had dragged him by the back collar and threw him hard, he fell on the octagonal platform with a thud.

This strong man in the realm of life and death is like a pig and sheep that have fallen into the hands of a butcher.

Jiang Chuan smiled strangely, severed limbs, beheaded, disemboweled, and bled out.

The internal organs should also be tidied up.

Zhan Changfeng asked Hua Jianci, "Are you sure that Fenglou is an emperor-level quasi-saint, not an emperor-level quasi-saint?"

"Why do you ask that?" she replied, "I inquired about the Emperor-level quasi-saint. ”

"I suspect that the space we are in is a small world with special rules, this kind of small world is usually created by the emperor the day after tomorrow, and you say that the peerless powerhouse may be a vertical path person, and a vertical path person is a disciple of the Red Mansion, then this small world may be created by the closed building. ”

"But if the closure is only at the emperor level, it is unlikely to create a small world. ”

Hanama understood what she meant, "It's unlikely, isn't it possible." ”

"Yes. Zhan Changfeng said, "The world created by the emperor generally has a complete system, if it can be proved that the world system of this space is incomplete, it means that it may be a semi-finished product, and the emperor-level powerhouse has a chance to create this kind of semi-finished world similar to life space." ”

Hua Jianci sounded novel, and she was a little serious about Zhan Changfeng's seemingly random solicitation before.

The ability of the emperor level and the creation of the world are not known to ordinary monks, she was an official in the Donglin Dynasty, and she was highly used by the Donglin King, and she has never touched these secrets.

Twelve years ago, she just felt that Zhan Changfeng was a little incomprehensible and might have made a difference, but now, she still can't see through, but she feels that she may have made a lot of achievements on the way to being the king and the emperor.

"Does this have anything to do with our current predicament?"

"It's not directly related, I just like to go back to the roots. Zhan Changfeng looked at the stone tablet hanging in the air, "If this world is artificially created, then this stone tablet is likely to really be its Heavenly Dao Seal, and if you master the Heavenly Dao Seal, you can become the Heavenly Dao of this world." ”

"But, whether you can get it or not, you have to say. ”

Zhan Changfeng is not sure of robbing now, but if he follows the process of the mysterious black-robed man, he will have to become the master and wear a golden mask, the danger of this golden mask is unknown.

Besides, this "test" doesn't seem to be well-intentioned, who knows if you can get the so-called inheritance in the end.

"I don't know where this place comes from, but the current situation may really be related to the Red Mansion." ”

"How can you be sure?"

"I found out that some rituals in the Red Chamber have sacrificed animals, such as the mortal world will offer pigs, cattle and sheep during festivals or sacrifices to ancestors, and the Red Mansion is to offer powerful demons or monks, and killing them is a symbol of strength. She pondered for a long time and said, "Could it be, this is the normal ritual for them to choose an inheritor." ”

"But the mask was clearly not normal. ”

Zhan Changfeng and Hua Jianci fell silent at the same time, the dark-faced monk on the stage had been dismembered, and the flame at the top of another stone pillar had been extinguished.

There was a scream from the crowd, and Zhan Changfeng looked over to see that it was the third master who grabbed someone's neck.

"What the hell are you doing, let Lao Tzu out now!" The third master, like many people, thought that these people in white clothes and ink clothes were illusions, and he twisted the neck in his palm as if angry, and threw the corpse to the place with all his might.

As a result, after three or two breaths, the corpse flickered like a humanoid light, staggered, drooped its head, climbed up on its own, click, he straightened his head, and there was still fear on his face, "Why did you kill me!"

"What a demon!" the third master did not believe in evil, and killed him with another palm.

The corpse flickered again, then stood up again.

This time, Zhan Changfeng caught a hint with the Eye of Nothingness, he, they, are indeed neither human, nor ghostly, nor illusory, without soul or body.

It's a memory, a living memory! A memory of your own thoughts!

It's like a string of numbers that creates consciousness.

Zhan Changfeng was even more sure that this was a small world created by the emperor, she had not heard of the naturally conceived innate astral realm, and there would be a world law that allowed memories to exist in the form of "living people".

Although the sealing of the building is an emperor-level quasi-saint, it may also be the creator here, or related to the creator here.

To verify this idea, just see if the Mahayana exercises are nirvana pill techniques.

"What a tenacious illusion!" The third master was furious, and was about to strike three dead hands, when the mysterious black-robed man snorted coldly, "The land of my clan, Hugh is presumptuous. ”

The people in white clothes and ink-suits surrounded the third master, as if they were enemies, "Kill!

Jiang Chuan also said in response to the situation, "Next, you!"

Wow, the third master was dragged onto the octagonal platform by an inexplicable force, causing Jiang Chuan to fall to the ground with a punch.

As soon as he arrived on the stage, the third master only felt that all his strength had been drained, and he couldn't even do the secret technique of burning essence blood to urge him, "Impossible, no"

He trembled, looked frightened, and shouted, "Don't come here!"

Jiang Chuan slowly cut off his head, and everyone cheered.

"You deserve it, you dare to bully us. ”

"Ah, I can't stab him, I want to dig out his heart as a drink. ”

"Hehe, it's so weak, there's no essence when you look at it. ”

Qi Huanluo barley and others listened, their scalp was numb, is there something wrong?!