The reason why Eternal and Zuiren couldn't find Luoli and Guoguo in the windless mansion was because Guoguo had been smuggled away from the Northern Wilderness by Dugu, and Luoli had changed into the appearance of Guoguo and was taken by Wufeng to the altar full of skulls.

Luo Li looked at the skull altar in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the skull altar he saw during the day yesterday in the vast wilderness.

And the skull altar she saw in front of her was located on top of a pile of rocks, the height of the altar, the demon banner on the platform, and the skull surrounded by the banner were obviously very different from what she saw yesterday.

Luo said, "Dugu once said that there are skull altars in the eight directions of the Northern Wilderness, but I don't know where the other altars are. ”

Wufeng saw that Luoli faced such a strange skull altar, his face did not change, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "I didn't see it, you, the princess of the human race, are quite bold." ”

Because Luo Li saw the skull altar again, he only cared about his thoughts, but forgot that he was still a human race woman at the moment, in a dangerous place, facing the terrifying altar, even if he was not frightened, he should not be so calm.

Luo Yuan thought, it was too late to pretend to be scared at the moment, it was better to let him misunderstand. So, in the face of his question, she chose to remain silent.

The silence of Luoli, looking at the eyes of the wind, is the arrogant posture of the human royal family, the peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, and he nodded in appreciation: "Not humble or arrogant, quite a man." ”

Luo Li ignored Wufeng's words, she was thinking about something else, yesterday in the barren grass, she obviously heard the demon soldiers guarding the altar say that she couldn't stay near the altar after sunset, otherwise she would have to worry about her life. Now that it is dark, why are the few people present still standing here with fearless faces. Could it be that it is because of the presence of the wind?

"How long do I think you can be tough?" Wufeng took out a Xun from his arms and shook it in front of Luo Li, "I hope you don't let me down." ”

When Luo Li saw the Xun in Wufeng's hand, a bad premonition came to his heart, and he was about to cover his ears according to Dugu's instructions before leaving, Wufeng, who was standing beside him, sneered and grabbed her right hand, "You are indifferent when you see the altar, and you will be afraid of sound." ”

Luo Li's face was calm, trying to shake off his hand, the harder she struggled, the tighter he clutched, and there was a playful expression on her face. Luo Li saw his face and glared at him unhappily.

Wufeng shook his head indifferently, and before Luo Li could react, he simply cut a three-inch-long wound on her right palm, and then threw her on the altar.

Wufeng led the congren to stand three feet away from the altar, looking at the fall on the altar, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The evil spirit array raises countless evil spirits, they are all angry, they can't be detached, and they like to suck the blood of the phoenix among people the most." ”

Wufeng said this, staring at Luoli's face carefully, as if trying to see a little fear on her face, but Luoli's indifferent and calm attitude disappointed him, and at the same time aroused his curiosity, he wanted to know how long she could last.

"Don't worry, this is only the first altar, there are seven other altars of evil spirits waiting for you to feed, I will definitely let you live well, and I will not let you die easily. ”

His voice was so gentle, yet his words were so heartless.

There was a circle of torches around the altar, and the flames were bent by the night wind, and Luo Li looked at the torches, which seemed to turn into distorted ghosts under the night wind.

She endured the pain in her palms, let the warm blood fall on the altar, and was about to step forward to check the skull when there was a crying sound in her ears.

She frowned, and she had no time to pay attention to the windless wind, for she found that the blood dripping from the altar slowly gathered into a line and flowed towards the skull in the center of the altar.

The skull, which was stained with blood, made a sound like bones falling apart, clicking...... A louder sound than a loud one irritates the eardrums of the person.

Luo Li subconsciously covered his ears, only then did he remember what Dugu had said, and he didn't care about dealing with the wound in his palm, and covered his ears tightly with both hands. As a result, the blood oozing from the palms of her hands slipped from her sideburns, fell on her neck, dripped on the collar of her chest, the green clothes were stained with red blood, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Wufeng listened to the clicking sound coming from the direction of the altar, and immediately stopped blowing, his face became solemn, his eyes flashed with anger, he stepped forward and shouted: "You are not the princess of the human race, who are you who dare to play tricks on me like this?"

Luo Li covered her ears, and was disturbed by the clicking sound of the skull, and she could only see Wufeng's annoyed and angry expression, as for what he was saying, she didn't really hear it, and thought to herself, "Could it be that he has already seen that I am a fake?"

Before Luo Li could figure out what Wufeng was talking about, he saw the skulls on the altar hitting each other, "It hurts...... It hurts me......" As the hysterical scream rang out, a monstrous, massive transparent body floated above the skull.

The transparent body's hollow eyes instantly turned blood-red when it saw the fall from the altar, and it screamed in pain, struggling to crawl towards the place where it had fallen.

Seeing this, Luo Li involuntarily retreated, she wanted to cast a spell and leave the altar, but suddenly realized that her spell was imprisoned again.

Looking at the transparent body that was constantly pressing towards him, Luo Li guessed that it was most likely the evil spirit in the windless mouth. Looking at its painful appearance, Luo Yuan wondered, "Is it because of my blood that it is so painful?" ”

Luo Li put down his hands covering his ears, anyway, the spell has been imprisoned, and it is useless to cover his ears again.

In order to verify his guess, Luo Li looked at the palm that was still bleeding, and shook it hard, and the warm blood was thrown onto the evil spirit's body. The transparent body trembled in pain the moment it was stained with blood.

The evil spirit's eyes became more red because of the pain, as if they were dripping blood. It wanted to crawl forward again, but reluctantly took a step back when it saw the bloodied palm that fell aloft.

The evil spirit took a step back, and fell one step closer to it. Since it was afraid of her blood, even if she couldn't use her mana for the time being, she would rather waste some more warm blood and torture the transparent evil spirit in front of her to see how it could do it.

Faced with the pressure of the fall, the evil spirit cast a resentful gaze on Wufeng and the others below the altar.

Wufeng was so cold on the back of the evil spirit that he watched him angrily, "You leave the altar for me immediately." ”