The flesh and blood stone controlled by Duan Zhen kept moving forward, wading through the bluestone floor and stepping over the group of twisted corpses.

Finally, I came to a place that was very familiar.

Sioux House.

The house is also a dark bronze gate, and the iron ring on the door shines in the light.

The stairs are not high, only three floors.

Even children can stumble up the gentle jade stairs.

On both sides is a pair of stone lions, majestic and vivid.

When Duan Zhen was a child, he often tried to climb on top of the lion body with Su Xiuling, but he would always be dissuaded by the guards on both sides.

On the top of the beam, there is a plaque with the word Sufu, and the strokes are staggered and orderly, like a knife carving and axe.

Looking inside, there is a natural viewing pool, and there are swimming fish that Su Xiuling never forgets.

It's a pity that the Su Mansion at this time has become a place full of dead air in Duan Zhen's eyes.

How much of a mind does his Xuanyuan Infinite Seal contain?

Since mastering the Nine Voids Boundary, almost the martial arts intentions of the entire Fengyun World have turned into a profound precipitation.

In addition, as the sword master of the Great Evil King, he is the most sensitive to these evil intentions.

Even if there was only a mass of flesh and blood here, it was enough to feel the suffocating death in the air.

Weird, cramped, infiltrating, and gloomy.

Su Mansion should not have any living people at this time.

"Is it in the City Lord's Mansion?"

Duan Zhen still puffed up this small stone of flesh and blood and quickly turned around towards Su Mansion, and only left after being thoroughly confirmed.

He sensed that a cloud of evil thoughts was entrenching in the City Lord's Mansion.

And the closer you get to the city center, the heavier the air becomes.

The sky seemed to be darkening, and it was still early in the morning, but it was like night.

Duan Zhen didn't delay for a moment, and immediately sped up.

The flesh-and-blood stone rolled forward so firmly, and within half an hour it arrived at a place of flesh and blood.

"This..."

Rao is Duan Zhen's real body is not again at this moment, but when he sees this scene at the moment, a chill still rises.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge altar.

While controlling Zhao Yukong to infiltrate the demon team, Duan Zhen also saw the huge altar that Dimon had been preparing.

It was a projection used to summon an evil god as a means of destroying the world.

The corresponding priesthood attributes seem to be fear and pain.

But at present, this altar has completely transcended these two simple concepts.

On the contrary, it is more like the eighth tribulation of the evil king, and the four emotions are one.

Greed, hatred, resentment, love and parting, can't ask for...

Birth, old age, sickness and death, evil and evil, joy, anger and sorrow...

The emotions of all living beings seemed to merge into this altar and began to be sacrificed with unimaginable force.

And the sacrifices, the first to bear the brunt of the people in Longchuan City.

There were layers of magic patterns flowing on the altar, and behind them were groups of people with open eyes and faces with all kinds of emotions.

As if resisting, they walked towards the altar uncontrollably.

Faintly, there was a bright red flame in the center, as if it could burn everything.

"Found it!"

The flesh and blood stone at the lower end changed his perspective, and almost instantly saw Su Chun'an at the end of the altar, standing coldly.

There was still a group of people standing behind him, and judging from their clothes and appearances, there were a few people who Duan Zhen knew.

All the law powerhouses in Longchuan City are all on this altar at this moment.

They were all in good condition, and they didn't have that kind of flesh and blood falling from them.

"The sublimation of your life is to devote yourself to this great sacrifice and awaken our one and only Lord!"

Duan Zhen was relieved to see Su Chun'an, who showed no signs of injury, but saw that there was a temporary high platform at the top of the altar.

On the high platform stood a man in a dark red robe with a little scarlet blood on his robe.

He was frantically spreading his hands, muttering unintelligible syllables as if he were whispering and speaking highly.

And Su Chun'an and a group of law masters from Longchuan City still watched coldly as the people on the side jumped into the fireworks one by one.

"Or are you being controlled? But it seems to be used for another purpose? ”

Duan Zhen looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart moved.

He twisted his perspective to see a hub glowing red and bloody.

It resembles a large stone pillar, but it is somewhat broken at the moment.

And there are a hundred and eight identical pillars around it.

They also stand around the altar, but they are very different from the evil connotations that the altar emanates.

Although it is a red light, it has no scarlet blood, but it is peaceful and guarded.

This is the Longchuan Town Destiny Array.

"How can this be fixed?"

Duan Zhen just glanced at it, and he felt that he definitely couldn't do it.

At this time, the altar was set up in the center of the Great Array.

Regardless of the black-robed man who roared loudly in the distance, even Su Chun'an, a group of law masters, could become this group of weird thugs.

It was impossible for Qing Yuanwei to repair the big array under such circumstances.

There seems to be no way but to fight your way out at the moment.

"This altar..."

Duan Zhen's mind turned slightly, and he immediately controlled the flesh and blood stone to roll continuously, gradually approaching the altar.

He hid it very secretly, and the surroundings were all newly carved out, and there was rubble everywhere, and it would not be discovered at all.

Gradually, he watched all the changes in the magic patterns, and kept this complex pattern in mind.

Immediately after, his thoughts moved, and Zhao Yukong, who was in the demon team, also lit up at the same time.

……

It is the green mountains floating far away, and the water by the white clouds.

Winter has arrived, and the earth is like a layer of silver.

A group of demons suddenly appeared on a snowy field along the river.

They all changed into ancient decorations, and each one dressed in different ways.

At this time, Zhao Weikong put away his previous evil and crazy expression, changed into a set of handsome white clothes, and held a folding fan in his hand.

Under the indulgence, he looks like a turbid son.

He glanced at the two newcomers lying on the ground, and said:

"Our demon team has been reduced to only eight people."

Zhao Fukong looked at his dress, gently opened the paper fan, and pulled a fan towards the surroundings.

The white snow that fell everywhere moved and turned into clumps of ice-like flowers.

"Don't go crazy again! This time, we're teamfighting the Celestials! ”

Damon, who was on the side, puffed out his face red from the cold and dissuaded Zhao Fukong.

He was no longer wearing a black robe at the moment, but changed into a green shirt, and his handsome and thin body suddenly looked a little thin.

So he put on a mink shawl again, and the whole person seemed to be a little weak because of the cold wind.

"Rude words, when did this son go crazy?"

Zhao Fukong seemed to integrate into his own role-playing at this time, and began to speak half-literately.

Just when Duan Zhen went to the interior of Longchuan City to explore the news, "Zhao Fukong" had already started the next reincarnation mission.

He had obviously explored a plan to deal with the current situation with the demon team members only last night, but at this moment, the demon team embarked on the next reincarnation mission.

This sense of discontinuity in time, if it weren't enough for Duan Zhen's heart to bear, I am afraid that he would be schizophrenic.

However, as time goes on, he will only become more and more comfortable with this kind of thing.

In the last team battle with the Central Continent team, the Demon Team lost seven people, and at this time there were only six veterans left.

Demon Zheng Zha, Demon Chu Xuan, Zhao Fukong, Dai Meng, and the young man with a forked tongue, and a giant man with a body of more than two and a half meters.

And the two people on the ground are the newcomers this time, a total of eight people.

Their mission world this time is Shushan.

The team battle is against the Celestials, and it will come one hundred and eighty days after them.

"Our camp has been assigned to decency..."

Demon Zheng Zhe's tone was inexplicable, and he seemed to be extremely amused by the fact that the demon team was assigned to decency.

He was dressed in a dark red robe, and the skin on his body still had layers of fine magic patterns.

He didn't expect that as soon as he finished exchanging blood nerves, he came directly to the Shushan world.

"According to the original plan, let's go to Emei first."

Chu Xuan put away the handheld computer and did more than that.

He then threw the two newcomers who had not yet woken up into the freezer and stored them in two tiny capsules.

With this level of team fighting, there is no need for newcomers to play.

Zhao Fukong's eyes moved, and he followed Dimon for a while very naturally.

Then under the other party's puzzled and somewhat astringent eyes, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Do you know anything about formations like evil sacrifices?"

While Zhao Weikong was speaking, he actually heard Damon's heartbeat begin to speed up.

He couldn't help but curse Vivien again.

"Humph! I don't understand! ”

Dimon snorted a little arrogantly, then tilted his head and quickened his pace.

"!"

When Zhao Shukong saw this scene, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly grabbed Damon's neck with one hand and lifted him up.

"I'll ask you, don't play this game with me."

"Ahem, ahem! Let me go! Captain! Chu Xuan! Zhao Fukong is crazy again! ”

The Dimon Gene Lock has only reached the third order, and as a legal practitioner in the team, the physical body is not a strong point, how can it be Zhao Fukong's opponent?

He kept struggling, but his hand inadvertently touched Zhao Fukong's palm, and his voice for help was also very low.

It's not like I'm calling for help at all, but some... Expect?

“…”

When Zhao Yukong saw this scene, he immediately let go of his hand.

He looked at Damon, who was lying limp in the snow, and his brow furrowed deeply.

……

"We need to cultivate the Soul Code as soon as possible to reverse Damon's subconscious."

The flesh and blood stone that Duan Zhen turned into shook slightly, and his mind turned from Zhao Fukong's body.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, after some negotiations, Zhao Fukong still obtained information about this evil altar from Damon.

According to Zhao Shukong's description, Dimon still didn't know how this formation would work.

But as a priest who can summon evil gods across borders, he can at least destroy such an altar.

Changing a pattern, modifying the range of blood and qi flow, and the entire complex sacrificial ritual will be irreversibly damaged.

And this technique is also extremely simple, and the flesh and blood stones that Duan Zhen controls at the moment are enough to do it.

"Let's experience the feeling of falling short!"

As soon as Duan Zhen's thoughts moved, the flesh and blood stone silently rolled onto the altar.

Like the countless rubbles around it, it seemed to be picked up by the numb walking corpse-like crowd and slowly rolled towards the center of the altar.

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