Countless Luofu Sect disciples were suspended in mid-air, surrounding the mountain peaks, forming circles of circles, as if there was an invisible repulsion in the middle, naturally repelling them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In Qin Hao's eyes, it was as if there was a circular vortex in the clouds, or a vacuum area, and the area was not large, with a diameter of 200 meters.

200 meters away, densely wrapped in a circle of "ants" of the Luofu Sect, like guarding a molting python.

At this moment, on the top, the snake's head has cracked a huge opening, and a viscous gray-green liquid is flowing down.

Then, I saw that in the cracked snake skin, a gap opened slightly, like a closed eye suddenly opening a gap.

"Hehe, this is your being... Qin Hao licked his mouth and looked down coldly, "It seems that you're about to wake up... ”

"Humph!"

The Lantai Old Ancestor snorted coldly, he carefully observed Qin Hao's expression, and always felt that something was wrong.

[The other party, too calm, this calmness is not like pretending... 】

The two eyeballs hung on his face, his bones were spinning, he didn't know what he was calculating, he saw that Qin Hao's right arm had completely turned pitch green, and the venom had gradually spread towards his neck.

However, the other party's expression was still generally cold and indifferent。。。。。 It's as if the poisoned person is not himself at all, weirdly tight.

[Did you give up?] Or.... 】

He groaned for two breaths, and didn't get any answer from Qin Hao's face, he didn't notice that Qin Hao's eyes seemed to be looking at the mountain peak under his feet, but, actually...

But the line of sight penetrates, extending straight downward, as if there is a deeper secret hidden in the depths.

One, what the ancestor of the Tai didn't notice... It was as if a pair of scarlet eyes were looking upwards.

The Qi of Extreme Yin is getting richer and thicker, and it seems to have condensed into a liquid state, wrapped around the altar, and with a slight movement of your fingers, you can feel the cold flowing feeling, as if you are in ice water, and the cold that dips into the bone marrow.

The ancestor of the platform took a deep and intoxicated breath, his patience seemed to be exhausted, and his feet suddenly flicked.

The whole body floated to the edge of the altar, and the five fingers pinched the trick rapidly, and the vicissitudes of life and mysterious incantation were muttered in his mouth.

A very strange syllable, not human language, but audible, the fluctuation of the intonation, like the melody of some kind of sacrifice, like some kind of ancient ritual, tickled by an unknown being.

"Sacrifice? Trade? ”

What's even more weird is that there are some words in these syllables, which Qin Hao translated and parsed the moment he heard them.

[I have heard these words... No, not me, but myself, heard ... 】

[Very familiar syllables and melodies, as if... How to say, this kind of score seems to be from the 'own' handwriting, no, it would be more accurate to describe it, the format, notes, and syllables of this kind of score are all 'own' standard design... It's a weird feeling. 】

As a result, a rather strange smile appeared on his face, and that smile fell in the eyes of the ancestor of Tangtai, and naturally became a pretentious and hateful person who died without knowing it.

Boom, boom, boom...

The altar was spinning and trembling, like an extremely unstable circular magnet that suddenly rose and fell out of thin air as if it were suddenly subjected to some kind of gravitational pull.

The ninety-nine peaks trembled in unison, the gravel rolled down, and the ninety-nine chains shook "whoa".

The old ancestor of the platform sang rapidly, and the sky gradually became dark, and a vague shadow seemed to gradually emerge from the black curtain.

The yin qi around seemed to be boiling, and there were actually "bubbling" bubbles, and there was a majesty, and the aura of indifference suddenly fell from the sky towards the altar.

It was as if in the depths of the heavens, a terrifying being had been summoned and glanced over slowly.

The gaze is terrifying, through space, the past, the future...

While the ancestor was chanting quickly, he saw a line synthesized by a thin mouth on the face, fluctuating strangely, like a twisted line spectrum.

The space is also distorting, to be precise, with the ancestor of the Tai as the center of the circle, the time and space within a radius of 10 meters are distorted, and this range is still spreading...

The two eyeballs were swollen, one slowly closed, and the other stared at Qin Hao with a warning in his eyes.

In fact, there was no need at all, Qin Hao in front of him did not mean to interrupt the other party for the time being.

"This feeling is kind of familiar... A storm stirred up in his heart," this kind of distorted fluctuations of time and space。。。。。。 ”

"System?" Qin Hao slowly spit out two words in his mouth, uncertain.

[System? 】

Deep in the fog beneath the altar, in a hidden cavern, the same hoarse voice slowly spat out the same two words at the same moment.

"Detecting 。。。。。"

"Unknown Induction Tandem。。。。。 Intercepting 。。。。。。 Intercepting... Interception failed. ”

"Induction。。。。。 Shield..... ”

The prompt suddenly turned into a string of electronic noises.

On the altar, the ancestor suddenly opened his arms and half-knelt on the ground, and a phantom figure gradually became clear behind him.

The fangs and claws seem to be the branches under the shadow of the moon, and it looks like a spider with a human face.

I only saw those branches piercing into the chest of the ancestor of the Tai Tai, pulling out his heart alive and lifting it high in the direction of the sky and the obscured sun.

"Sacrifice!"

The Lantai Ancestor let out a frantic roar, and the sound was transmitted to every corner of the Luofu Sect.

Boom!

The heart of the Lantai Ancestor suddenly exploded, and blood splattered everywhere, falling from the top of his head, staining his entire body red.

The altar radiated an endless dark light, and two women who were seven points like the Tantai Lianhua and the Tantai Immortal suddenly appeared on the altar, staring at the Tantai Ancestor with feverish and dull eyes, and a line of blood burst out from their hearts.

The body melted away, turning into two distorted ghosts, silently pounced on the ancestor of the platform.

The mountain peaks burst open, revealing a green light that obscured the sky, and a terrifying roar echoed.

At the same time,

In the seven dark and hidden corners of the Luofu Sect, seven kneeling women, holding an emerald green short knife in their hands, were stabbing towards their chests inch by inch.

There was no one around, and they were like lonely ghosts, and their mouths made evil sounds, which were terrifying. (To be continued.) )