This wind, cold but with a touch of gentleness.

It is said to be cold because the sacrificial sound formed by the roar it brings is so deeply rooted in people's hearts, as if it echoes in the depths of the soul.

It is said to be gentle because it clearly exists but has not disturbed the clouds and mist in the slightest, and even Ji Xiong and the others outside the black fog have not felt the slightest mistake in the black fog, and they can't find the slightest clue or detect the slightest abnormal sound.

Maybe it's just an illusion......

Guang Shengyu and the others, who were facing Zhang Jueqi in the black mist, thought in their hearts, but their eyes involuntarily swept over the fire of re-clarity that cleared their hearts.

This flame of light was not so much a flame as a white and clear light.

Legend has it that the Chongming Bird is a divine bird that wards off evil spirits and turns to light.

This bright fire is the heavenly light that it yearns for, and it has its own wonderful use of breaking obstacles and driving away evil spirits.

The reason is probably a bit like the six gods of flower water for mosquitoes, and the place where the fire of Chongming shines is not happy, which is not conducive to the breeding of evil.

At this moment, although the Chongming Flame inspired by the children of that clan was weak, it could barely shine on the three of them after all, so the so-called illusion in their hearts was naturally self-defeating.

However, since it is not an illusion, then the sound of the wind in the ears and the negligence of Ji Xiong and others outside the fog are naturally facts.

This also means that in this black fog, there is something that can distort the senses and appear with the wind.

In the face of such a strange and inexplicable situation, Guang Shengyu and the three of them will not sit still.

Therefore, when they looked at each other, they had already made a decision in their hearts.

I saw the three of them rushing to Zhang Jueqi without hesitation.

However, Zhang Jueqi didn't seem to see their actions at all, and stood in the black mist since he was repelled by Guang Shengyu and the clan disciple of the Chongming bloodline.

To be precise, since the sound of the wind sounded, Zhang Jueqi's ink group vine shadow and tendon sarcoma have all disappeared.

Looking vaguely, Guang Shengyu and the others could only see Zhang Jueqi turning into a human form again, but they didn't know why the other party didn't make any moves, even though the wind was howling and the black fog was surging.

A few seconds later, as the three of them gradually approached Zhang Jueqi's looming figure, they finally saw Zhang Jueqi's appearance at this time through the layers of black fog.

Under this look, the faces of several people who were running at extreme speed couldn't help but change dramatically in an instant, and their originally galloping feet also kicked hard in the opposite direction, and they stopped halfway through.

can make a few people who have been in battle for a long time look like this, since Zhang Jueqi has undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.

It is difficult to describe this change in words, but it is certain that Zhang Jueqi in front of him looks like a human but is not a person in any way.

This kind of inhuman is not a simple form transformation like before, at least in the eyes of Guang Shengyu and others, Zhang Jueqi's appearance at this time is humanoid.

However, the humanoid Zhang Jueqi gave them the impression that they were looking at a completely different species, something completely different from the human life form.

It has no skin and flesh, no muscles and bones, and no so-called activity.

All it has is a fluctuation and an outline.

Feel the fluctuations, look at the silhouette, which is both an abyss and a paradise, confused and twisted.

Faced with such a situation, the three of them looked at each other for a while, unable to make up their minds.

However, just as the three of them shook their minds, a sound wave mixed with the miserable howls of countless people suddenly sounded in front of them, and a rotten face emerged from the silhouette in front of them.

That was Zhang Jueqi's face.

In other words, a rotten body that could vaguely distinguish Zhang Jueqi's face emerged from it.

The figure did not emerge from the silhouette that seemed to connect heaven and hell, but struggled to crawl out of it.

It can be barely seen that this face belonging to Zhang Jueqi has a terrible and distorted smile, and a resentful and hideous pain.

It was as if she had suffered unimaginable torture in the world in that silhouette, but she was willing to do so.

Guang Shengyu and the others knew that among the thousands of miserable howls that suddenly appeared, there was one that belonged to Zhang Jueqi.

Because as Zhang Jueqi's body appeared, a howl was no longer ethereal, but came out clearly from the other party's hollow and torn throat.

Seeing Zhang Jueqi appear, Guang Shengyu and the others didn't care what she had become, and raised her hand to tentatively shoot an energy bomb.

And in the next moment, Zhang Jueqi's body, which was originally struggling forward and crawling down, slammed down, and a large amount of black smoke suddenly poured out of her body.

These black smokes were like sand and stones, and like flowing water, and when they detached from Zhang Jueqi's body, they brought up a large area of gray-white flesh and blood from her body.

As if being Ling Chi, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Jueqi in front of Guang Shengyu and them turned into a rotten flesh ink mass like a middle-aged clan disciple in the midst of a terrible scream.

The difference is that it was Zhang Jueqi who devoured the middle-aged man at the beginning, but at this time, the black smoke gushing out of Zhang Jueqi's body condensed into a black robe that wrapped the strange outline.

As if emerging from nothingness, the empty black robe was filled with a speed visible to the naked eye.

And in the next second, a strange and familiar female voice came from inside the black robe:

"New Life...... My new student needs a sacrifice......"

As he spoke, the owner of the voice looked down at Zhang Jueqi's corpse on the ground.

I saw an arm formed entirely of black tissue stretching out of the black robe and holding the disgusting corpse to his mouth, revealing a face under the black robe.

This is a face that is seven or eight points similar to Zhang Jueqi, but completely different.

There were strange and fine scales densely distributed on it, twitching and trembling as the other party sucked Zhang Jueqi's rotten blood.

Seeing this scene, the low-spirited Wren bloodline clan disciple beside Guang Shengyu subconsciously retched.

And at the moment when this retching sound was heard, the whole forest was silent, both the wind and the howl.

The "inhuman creature" dressed like a black-robed priest suddenly appeared in front of the clan's son.

Before Guang Shengyu could react, the other party had already kissed the clan disciple.

I saw that the layers of trickles spread out from the lips and tongues where the two met in an instant, stirring the flesh and skin of the children of the attacked clan.

This was followed by the atrophy and collapse of flesh and blood throughout the body.

That's visible atrophy, that's bloody devouring alive!

The clan disciples of the Wren bloodline trembled and wailed, during this period, the attack of Guang Shengyu and the clan disciple of the Chongming bloodline fell on each other, although there was an earth-shattering sound, but it did not work at all, as if all the strength of the body had hit elsewhere instead of on the black robe.

If Ji Xiong could see through the black mist, he would have noticed that this black robe was no different from the black wind curtain he had seen that day.

However, when the sound of sacrifice appeared, what Ji Xiong and the others saw was completely different from what Guang Shengyu and the three of them had experienced.

What changed all that was the wind that rose out of thin air.

Like a holographic projection, it forms a barrier to the senses by a purely physical means.

Tick-tock-

The crisp sound of blood beads falling to the ground appeared in the ears of the only remaining Guang Shengyu in the field.

Seeing that the voices of the clan disciples who were attacked were gradually weakening, Guang Shengyu, who knew that something that had happened inside and outside the black fog that he didn't understand, couldn't help but roar angrily, and angrily activated the full power of the armor.

And just as he acted, a dazzling light suddenly lit up beside him.

The light illuminated the black mist, illuminated the black robe of "Zhang Jueqi", and illuminated Guang Shengyu's further expanding figure......

It can be clearly seen that there is nothingness under the black robe.

There is no so-called "Zhang Jueqi", there is just a layer of black tissue like a snake.

There is no doubt that the one who struggled to crawl out before was Zhang Jueqi, who was regarded as the first sacrifice.

And what appeared before their eyes now was the nine disguises that had been reborn through sacrifices.

It needs sacrifices, it needs blood to eat.

It is necessary to grow into a qualified priest in order to allow the deity at the bottom of the abyss to truly escape from the cage.

That light, it's so annoying.

Need to eat!