The invisible and powerful prohibition did not disappear without a trace because Jinhuang woke up from the illusion, but it was more real. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She couldn't move, only a pair of eyes could still move. She found herself sitting cross-legged in the middle of a raised platform. Memories from before the coma scrambled into the mind.

At that time, she, Feng Yang, and Ye Jiu came to the central platform of the Fuju tribe together, wanting to see the so-called Doufa Conference. She remembered that after meeting the eyes of the serpent revered as the "messenger", she fell into a terrible nightmare of darkness and despair, and after a moment of awakening, she fainted as if exhausted.

She glanced at the five skulls that were staring around her and were strange and inexplicable, flashing with blood-colored red light, and the aura and power in her body were constantly leaking out, and she couldn't move, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

Where is Ye Jiu? What happened after she fell unconscious?

She didn't allow her to think much at all, only to hear a shout burst out from the surrounding black and oppressive servant wall, and with this shout, the raging flames outside the human wall suddenly rose to the sky, and the blood-red red light in the skeleton's hollow eye sockets instantly blaze, and the entire high platform and the sky above the square spread a red light, like a scattered blood mist. In the sky, a **** full moon like a disc hangs high on the branches, and when it is covered by this red light, the entire moon wheel seems to be dyed blood red, which is terrifying.

The next moment, the human wall standing around the high platform suddenly moved, dancing with their hands, and shouting strange servant words in their mouths, like incantations, short and dense, dense like cobwebs, covering the sky over everyone.

The expressions on the faces of these people were excited and solemn, and their pale faces shone under the strange red light of blood red, half obscure, half bright, with a strange distortion and hideousness. They danced as they moved around the platform, their arms waving and dangling in midair, their shadows projected on the ground like a black monster with countless arms in length.

At this moment, the leader in the black cloak held his staff in his right hand, and the end of the staff was carved with a lifelike skeleton. Jin Huang noticed that the two delicate and small eye sockets of the skeleton were also flashing with blood-red light at some point, which was exactly the same as the scarlet snake mother of the poisonous snake she had seen before, reflecting the fierce and cold cold light from it.

The leader slammed his staff to the ground, and the skeleton at the end slammed into the ground with a sharp crashing sound. Then, as if the ground was cracking, the entire high table made a "click" cracking sound. Starting from the point of impact, a crack tears forward like a swimming snake, and at the same time spreads like a branch.

The crack circled around the direction where the brocade was located, formed a circle, and then continued to spread forward. This is definitely not a normal pattern that crack cracking can form. Until the crack extends to the edge of the raised platform, there is no way out. Jin Huang's eyes looked around, only to find that the pattern formed by all the cracked lines actually looked like the pattern of some kind of formation.

The pattern, centered on her, was connected to the five strange blood-red skeletons at five ends.

At the same time as the pattern was formed, the dancing servants and men suddenly stopped, knelt on the ground with their legs on their hands, and lay on the ground with their hands stretched forward, as if worshipping and surrendering. There was silence all around, and even the air seemed to stop floating. In the whole world, except for the "crackling" sound of the fire frame burning, there was no other sound.

Jin Huang saw that under the wide black hood, the leader's thin jaw shook rapidly, as if he was constantly saying something. But strangely, no sound spilled from under the hood.

With one breath, she felt a powerful and inexplicable force enveloping her whole body, and the speed of aura and power leaking out suddenly increased. At this moment, she finally clearly felt that there was an external suction force constantly grabbing her power.

Then, a trace of fishy sweetness suddenly floated between the noses, from the hazy at the beginning to gradually become rich, it was the fishy smell of human blood!

At this moment, the skeleton facing Jinhuang, the blood-red light in the eye socket suddenly burst out a beam of red light, and jumped into her eyebrows with lightning speed, and the red light appeared at the center of the eyebrows, and a blood-red skeleton light and shadow appeared at the center of the eyebrows, and it disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, she felt a strange and inexplicable but very powerful force rush into the hundreds of limbs, constantly moving and jumping. While grabbing her strength, it kept hitting her. Jinhuang felt that her consciousness began to dissipate, and an indescribable pain swirled around her body, tearing her heart and lungs, and hurting into her bone marrow, as if she was extracting her soul from her body!

In a trance, she seemed to smell the smell of blood in the air getting stronger and stronger. The sloppy gaze swept in, and there was crimson plasma slowly flowing out of the cracks under her, flowing along the branch-like lines, slowly filling the cracks, spreading all the way forward.

It was her blood! Jinhuang could even feel the "gurgling" sound of blood flowing from her body. Even though she is a cultivator, but in the end, she is a mortal fetus, and she will die if she loses her heart and lungs, and she will die when she sheds blood.

The terrifying power of the power is not crushed by the power of a powerful man, but an indescribable supreme power. In the face of that force, Jinhuang only felt a sense of powerlessness and surrender that came from the bottom of his heart and permeated from the depths of his soul. This power comes from the silent spells of the "leader", from the oppressive servants, from the treacherous situations around her, and from the vicious and mysterious magic circle under her.

It kept pounding in the veins, skin, and meridians of the Jinhuang, rampage, violent and intense.

Jinhuang's consciousness became more and more dissipated, and the heart-rending pain was like maggots attached to her bones, but she had a firm belief in her mind that she must grit her teeth and support it. The revenge has not been avenged, how can she die quietly in this ghost place!

She knew that there was an evil and vicious technique in the Demon Dao, which used the soul of the monk as a sacrifice for the demon lord to smelt, and finally devoured it, so as to support herself and improve her cultivation strength.

Although Jinhuang didn't see it with his own eyes, he knew something. At this moment, isn't this situation similar to this evil law?

The loss of blood made her feel a cold weakness spreading from the depths to her body. Jin Huang saw in his sight for a while, only the last circle of lines, and the red and thick plasma was about to fill all the grooves on the entire high platform. She never knew that so much blood could flow out of her body.

Finally, blood filled all the grooves. At the moment of merging, the five skeletons facing each other on the edge of the high platform suddenly burst out with blood-red light, converging above the top of the Jinhuang's head. At the moment of convergence, on the table, there was a blood-red light and shadow rising from the ditch filled with blood, which was actually the pattern of the formation. The light and shadow formed a pillar of light, rising into the sky, connecting the red light that burst out of the five skeletons, and penetrated the sky. (To be continued.) )