After reminding Xu Ran, Huo Sifar dropped another drop of blood into the box.

I saw that the beast's head suddenly drilled back at this time, and when the black mist drilled into the box, Huo Sifar quickly closed the box and locked it, and Xu Ran released the pliers in time.

However, when Xu Ran let go, the tentacles retracted, and at the same time, the mechanism on the small altar was triggered, and several small holes suddenly appeared.

"Be careful, climb down!"

After Huo Sifar saw that the mechanism was opened, he quickly held down Xu Ran and fell to the ground.

Woohoo!

At this time, Xu Ran felt as if he was shooting an arrow above his head, and after a sound like a firecracker exploding, he saw dense quenched silver needles shooting out of the hole in the small altar.

Fortunately, the silver needle that shot out was not all-round without dead ends, and Huo Sifar had already taken precautions, and after she pressed Xu Ran to the ground, she pulled a cloak and covered the top of the two of them.

The texture of this cloak is very flexible, and some silver needles can't pierce the cloak after shooting on it, but are thrown aside by a flexible bullet.

After about ten seconds, it finally subsided.

After Huo Sifar took off his cloak, Xu Ran saw that there were silver needles everywhere around, densely counted, and couldn't help but gasp, even if he was just stabbed by a silver needle, with the poison of the tip of the silver needle, I am afraid that the ending will make people shudder.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Xu Ran's expression was not very good, Huo Sifar was worried about whether he was shot by a silver needle, and he was also a little nervous and quickly helped him check it.

"It's fine!"

was inspected by a woman, Xu Ran stopped her after coming back to her senses, stood up and said, "I didn't expect it to be so dangerous, so which box do you want to take?"

Huo Sifar groaned, jumped over a few statues, and came to the altar of a golden mage, as if intending to take the inheritance of the mage.

The box on this mage's altar was different, there was only one small hole in the body, and nothing else, as if there was no way to start.

"Why are the Mithril boxes left by the mages on these altars different, there are gold markers, there are silver markers, and the one you opened before seems to be a bronze mark, does this mean anything?"

Huo Si Faer said: "It is a level symbol of status and status, and the true Ding mage is also divided into realm levels, from low to high are bronze, silver, gold, and kings, and the Mithril box I opened before is indeed a bronze treasure box, because the danger factor will be relatively lower when obtaining the inheritance left by the bronze-level mage......"

Xu Ran suddenly took a look at the golden treasure box that Huo Sifar wanted to bypass the silver and wanted to open, presumably the danger factor of this box was higher, but the harvest must be greater.

Huo Si Faer said: "This is a soul box, it needs to be opened by the way of soul sacrifice, Xu Ran, you take the soul cleansing...... Ah......h

As she was talking, Huo Sifar couldn't help but exclaim as if she had seen some scene that made her frightened, and then she watched as the soul cleansing pot in Xu Ran's hand 'boomed', and it flew away out of thin air.

Xu Ran was also slightly startled by this scene, not knowing what happened.

However, when Xu Ran turned his head to chase the trace of the golden pot, he saw that the little girl who had been out of the belly of the mage statue in the pyramid building actually appeared in the ancient tower temple, and at this moment she was standing mischievously on the heads of the three gods, playing with the golden pot in her hand.

"What's going on, is this a paranormal event?"

Huo Sifal looked at the soul cleansing pot floating and shaking out of thin air with a surprised face, looking like he had seen a ghost, and his face turned a little pale with fright.

Xu Ran was a little surprised, couldn't Huo Sifar see the little girl?

So Xu Ran asked, "Have you seen anything like this, or an energy soul or something?"

"I didn't see anything, I just noticed a vertical light coming from you, and then the golden pot flew away from your hand, and it was very fast......"

It seems that Huo Sifar really can't see the naughty little girl who took away the golden pot.

But isn't this little girl sleeping in the belly of the mage statue on the other side of the pyramid, why did she come here to make trouble again, doesn't she want Huo Sifar to open the inheritance box with the golden mark?

Thinking so, Xu Ran raised his head and looked at the little girl on the head of the three gods, this little girl actually stuck out her tongue at Xu Ran mischievously, and after making a grimace, her figure flashed, and she actually went to the second floor with the golden pot.

"Oh no, the Soul Cleansing Pot flew up there, we have to take him back!"

When Huo Sifar saw that the golden pot had flown away out of thin air, she seemed very anxious, and chased after it quickly, as if she had forgotten that she had said that the second floor was the resting place of the heroic spirits of those mages, and it was very dangerous.

Xu Ran looked strange, then touched his nose and followed quickly.

The passage I had walked through before didn't pose any danger to going up to the second floor of the ancient tower, it was just a very ordinary staircase passage.

After Xu Ran followed Huo Sifar up to the second floor, he found that the space here was not much smaller than the first floor, but looked very wide and huge to the naked eye, even several times larger than the first floor.

The most surprising thing is that at the bottom of this level floats a mysterious substance like a cloud, and above that cloud, floats a small and beautiful structure.

Each of these buildings resembles a small palace with a burly guard standing on each of the four sides.

In the center of the palace, there was a jade bed, and on the jade bed lay a corpse that had lost moisture all over its body, not decomposed or insected, and still maintained its original appearance, wearing exquisite mage robes and wearing a mask.

To say that these two floors are the mausoleum of the cemetery, but it is not like it, because these mages do not have any burial goods here, only the miniature palace guarded by the guards, and the jade bed, and there are no other particularly valuable things placed there.

Huo Si Fal didn't dare to move forward, but looked at the miniature palaces lying on the corpses of mages and couldn't help but sigh: "How many slaves must be killed, and it will only form such a pattern and scale after sacrificing their souls, it is really a cruel and primitive tribe!"

Hearing this, Xu Ran said movingly: "Are you saying that those mysterious substances that hold up the small palace and float are all formed by using the killed slaves to make soul sacrifices, how much should this scale be, at least thousands of slaves?"

"Thousands?"

Huo Sifar glanced at Xu Ran with a light look, and said, "As far as I know, this tribe once used 100,000 slaves as a soul sacrifice, so in the two hundred years from the rise of this tribe to its glory until its extinction, how many should you calculate in total?"

Suck!

Xu Ran gasped and said in disbelief, "You mean they used at least two million slaves to make soul sacrifices?"

Huo Sifar nodded, sighed and said, "Actually, this is also one of the main reasons for the extermination of the Shaba tribe in history......