Sanqing came to the dilapidated altar, took advantage of the moonlight, and observed carefully, and found that the altar had no other prominence except for dilapidation. It circled behind the altar and stood silently, as if waiting for something.

The soldier did not have the slightest interest in such an antiquity that had no benefit to be fished, and after entering, he always stood not far from the altar, and he happened to see Sanqing's every move without moving.

In the sky, dark clouds suddenly gathered from all directions, obscuring the moon, as if a rainstorm was coming, and the earth was plunged into complete darkness.

There was a wind blowing, at first it was a gentle breeze, and after a while, it suddenly turned into a whistling wind, and suddenly the sand and rocks flew away.

The wind swept the fine sand and slapped on the soldier's face, which hurt a little, and there was sand that blinded his eyes, and there was a tingling pain, so he quickly closed his eyes and reached out to wipe it.

"Uncle soldier, I'll go up to the altar and take a look, you will take care of the wind for me!" At this moment, Sanqing's voice came from the opposite side.

"Well, be careful!" replied in a deep voice, and then squinted to find Sanqing's trace, but could not see anything, so he turned around, looked around, extremely vigilant, and acted as a dutiful sentry.

Sanqing quickly climbed onto the altar, in order to prevent the dilapidated altar from collapsing, he stepped on every step extremely lightly and carefully.

In the center of the altar is a stone pillar, surrounded by a wooden stake, on which a lamp similar to an everlasting lamp is installed, but unfortunately the lamp has been dry for thousands of years. Other than that, there was nothing else on the altar.

Sanqing stretched out his left hand, bit the tip of his index finger, and immediately a few drops of blood oozed out, he clenched the palm of his left hand with his right hand, and the left index finger was erected and the other four fingers were bent, and then silently recited a mantra.

The incantation stopped, and the drops of blood on the tip of the index finger began to glow. Sanqing withdrew his right hand and wiped his left index finger at the corners of his eyes, and blood droplets remained in the corners of his eyes.

Sanqing closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, his eyes shone brightly, and the vision was full of vision! For a while, countless ghostly fires broke out of the earth from the ancient tombs around the altar, and floated towards the altar at a very fast speed, and after arriving at the altar, they merged into the lamps on the wooden stakes at the four corners of the altar, and the faint fire illuminated the entire altar. Of course, this qiē is not visible to the GIs under the altar.

After the four lamps were lit, the huge stone pillar in the middle of the altar also cracked, and a small man wearing a grimace mask walked out.

He was wearing iron armor, holding a jade in his left hand and a jade cong in his right hand, and his body was constantly trembling.

Yue symbolizes military power, and the jade cong with the inner circle and the outer square, engraved with ghost faces, is a symbol of religious power. Sanqing immediately judged the identity of the masked man, the founder of the dynasty thousands of years ago, and now, the ruler of this Netherworld Ghost Realm.

After the ghost witch came out of the stone pillar, he looked at Sanqing who was standing in the corner, and then stretched forward with his left hand, pointing the Yue in his hand to Sanqing, without making a sound, but seemed to ask Sanqing who you are and why you are here.

Sanqing made a gesture to the ghost witch and said, "In Xia Li Sanqing, who has a great mission in his past life and this life, he hereby seeks your help, and hopes that your Excellency can lend a hand." ”

The ghost witch withdrew the sword in his hand, and the big eyes behind the mask became a slit, and he looked at Sanqing carefully. And then said I see!

Then, he tied the Yue to the altar and held the jade cong in both hands and danced a strange dance, which was actually constantly spinning in circles. After turning around like this for dozens of times, the jade cong in his hand began to emit light, and the light turned into a pillar of light and rushed into the sky, and then scattered into countless tiny points of light and fell to the ground, burrowing into the soil layer.

As soon as the point of light entered the ground, black smoke began to rise, and the entire altar was instantly filled with smoke, and countless resentful spirits came out of the ground and walked slowly towards the altar.

"Your Excellency!" the three Qing Dynasty ghosts and witches bowed deeply, and then turned their backs to the ghosts and witches, facing thousands of resentful spirits. The ghost witch also stopped turning at this time, retrieved the Yue, and looked at Sanqing quietly.

When those resentful spirits approached the altar, they collectively suddenly accelerated, rushed to the altar like lightning, and rushed towards Sanqing, they were one after another, orderly, and uninterrupted, almost every moment there was a resentful soul passing through Sanqing's body, and every time, Sanqing would feel heart-rending pain.

Sanqing gritted his teeth and struggled to support it, but he still couldn't stop sweating like rain.

Finally, he finally couldn't help but scream: "Ah!"

"What's wrong?" The soldiers under the altar heard Sanqing's scream, and immediately turned around and asked, his eyes looking at the top of the altar, it was still pitch black.

"No, it's okay!" Sanqing replied with a pretended calm after enduring the pain.

In the next second, countless resentful spirits passed through his body, and he screamed again.

The GI frowned, realizing that something must have happened, so he stopped asking questions and walked straight to the altar.

Just as the GI was about to climb the steps, Sanqing screamed again, and then slammed off the altar and fell to the ground, smashing a deep pit less than five meters away from the GI.

The soldier was startled and was about to step forward.

"Don't come! Don't come here!" Sanqing shouted sharply, and at this time, there were still resentful spirits passing through his body, and blood was flowing from his eyes.

The soldier was stunned on the spot after Sanqing's shout, in his eyes, Sanqing was lying on the ground and rolling, his expression was extremely painful, but from the movements of his body, it seemed that he did not hurt his bones. Suddenly, the soldier felt unbelievable again, could it be that the previous serious illness was not bad for this doll?

There were a few dog barks not far away, and it turned out that the old yellow dog led Mu Yi and Fan Youwei, the two lost lambs, to come.

The old yellow dog obviously sensed that something was wrong, and when it approached the altar, it suddenly exerted its strength, shook off Mu Yi and Fan Youwei, and rushed towards the altar.

The old yellow dog ran to the position of the soldier, his hair stood on end, and he looked at the direction of Sanqing with a hideous face, and kept roaring, but he didn't dare to move forward.

Sanqing persevered on the ground, he looked around, there were only a few resentful spirits on the ground, as long as he held on for a while, he succeeded.

At this moment, Fan Youwei felt the battlefield, and as soon as he saw Sanqing lying on the ground and rolling, his expression immediately changed, as if he was in mourning, and rushed forward without saying anything. The old yellow dog bit the leg of his trousers, but still couldn't stop him.

Fan Youwei staggered to Sanqing's side, and immediately rushed forward to hug Sanqing, crying and saying: "Sanqing, what's wrong with you, you can't die, I promised Grandpa Liu to take good care of you, how can I go to the underworld after you die!"

At the same time that Fan Youwei said this, the remaining resentful spirits passed through his body, and he didn't know it.

(Recommend a good book "The Emperor of the Fighting Ape")