In the square, there was no one left.

Night fell in a few moments.

As soon as night falls, the loser falls asleep.

Xu Yang walked out of the building and looked at the altar in the center of the square.

"Do you want to destroy their sacrifices?"

Chu Qingyun asked in a low voice.

Reverse space, it is very likely to enter the earth.

There are more than a thousand losers, two six-star level powerhouses, and the weakest ones are all three-star level.

It's a powerful force.

Once it enters the earth and appears in China, it will cause many uncertainties.

Xu Yang rubbed his forehead and said, "It's not easy, how can it be so easy to destroy?"

Probably because there are no enemies, the losers are a group of poor people, and no one will disturb the sacrifice, so the losers have no defense.

However, the altar is not simple.

The Boundary Frogs are all trapped there.

How can it be so easily destroyed?

Xu Yang asked himself, with his own strength, he could not destroy it.

Boundary frogs?

Since the boundary frogs will be trapped there, there must be no way to destroy the altar.

If the guess is correct, the reason why the boundary frog has been stuck in the altar for so long should be staring at the corpse of the transcendent spirit beast on the altar.

As long as it swallowed the corpse of the transcendent spirit beast, it would be able to regain some of its strength again.

Xu Yang was even more worried that once he touched the altar, he would wake up the failed person who had fallen asleep.

Even if they fail at the same time, in their eyes, everyone is pitiful, and they all want to get rid of the deformity, is it really defenseless?

Not worried about the altar being damaged?

Even if, in their hearts, they felt that Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun would not deliberately sabotage, but what if it was caused by curiosity?

The altar cannot be destroyed.

At least, so far, there is no way to break it.

If you want to prevent the loser from reversing the success of the space and entering Huaxia, you can only look for an opportunity to destroy it at the time of sacrifice.

Chu Qingyun looked at the altar, and said again after a while: "Let's go and sneak attack and kill those two six-star?"

"Don't mess around, even if you're sleeping, once you sense the crisis, you'll still wake up, and if you can't kill with one hit, you'll be killed in seconds, even if you kill with one hit, with the strength of six stars, maybe a counterattack at the moment of death can kill us in seconds. ”

Xu Yang smiled bitterly and said.

"Wait, when they sacrifice, there will always be a chance. ”

Xu Yang looked at the building where the round head and the old patriarch lived, and asked the boundary frog to investigate, whether the six stars were sleeping enough and not enough.

The round head and the old patriarch slept quite deeply.

Xu Yang didn't have any idea of sneak attack.

He believes that once he senses danger, he will inevitably wake up in an instant and fight back.

A six-star powerhouse is enough to kill him in seconds.

For the sake of his life, he didn't dare to take any risks.

The night is long, I don't do something, and I feel bored.

Therefore, Xu Yang took out the hypnotic magic flute.

The hypnotic magic flute, which can hypnotize, and for the losers, they are already sleeping deeply, even if they play the flute, it will not affect them.

It doesn't feel like a threat.

Xu Yang is not to hypnotize the losers, but to create nightmares for them.

Forget about the round head and the old patriarch.

Six-star level powerhouses, even if they sleep deeply, may not be able to give them nightmares.

Xu Yang raised the flute and played.

He is very familiar with this song.

On the hypnotic magic flute, the thunder shines, and the elegant sound of the flute is transmitted.

Scare++......

A large wave of scare points began to brush up.

The sound of the flute has a hypnotic effect, making the loser sleep more deeply.

But I also had nightmares, and I slept so deeply that I wouldn't wake up even if I had nightmares.

Five-star level losers also have nightmares.

Under normal circumstances, the sound of the flute has no effect on the five stars.

However, they sleep deeply, it can be said that they have no power to resist, and they do not want to resist, but want to sleep well in the sound of the flute?

Chu Qingyun looked at Xu Yang silently.

Xu Yang played the flute for most of the night, and the scare value has been brushing, and he has gained hundreds of thousands of scare points this night, and his heart is happy.

The hypnotic magic flute is indeed a weapon for accumulating fright points.

Before dawn, Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun squinted for a while.

If you don't sleep for too long, you will feel mentally tired.

It's dawn.

The losers again gathered in the square.

Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun stood in the crowd and remained silent like the others.

Today is the perfect time to make sacrifices.

The round head and the old patriarch, holding a staff in their hands, stood in front of the altar.

Waiting for the time to come.

Xu Yang watched quietly, thinking about how to destroy the sacrifice without putting himself in danger.

A golden light shone on the altar.

It doesn't seem to be sunlight.

Xu Yang looked up, and in the sky, a golden light shone down.

Perhaps, every once in a while, this will happen?

So, the loser is waiting for this moment?

The golden light contains a powerful energy.

In the distance, the sound of gold and iron was heard.

In the distance, Xu Yang saw a golden crab man, appearing in the air, bathed in golden light.

It glows with gold and is absorbing the light shining from the sky.

Crab guard, is it relying on golden light to replenish energy?

The corpse of the transcendent spirit beast on the altar changed, and a powerful momentum rose into the sky, merging with the light that shone down.

It was as if it was constantly absorbing the energy of the golden light and converging on the altar.

Airplanes!

The altar trembled, and runes emerged and circulated on the altar.

The pillars began to glow, and the light emitted by each pillar was inconsistent in color.

Everyone is waiting.

Xu Yang could feel that the losers present were very nervous in their hearts.

Ten minutes later, the golden light in the sky began to dim.

"With blood, awaken the spirit of my ancestors!"

The old patriarch's voice was sad.

All the losers, stretched out a hand, brushed it, and made a cut on their wrists, and blood flowed out.

The blood was pulled by a force and gathered on the altar, raining down on the altar like a rain of blood.

Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun are entangled, do you want to let some blood too?

"You two don't need it. ”

Fortunately, the old patriarch spoke.

Xu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, it should be that there are enough people, or is he not the direct descendant of this failed person, so he doesn't need to donate blood?

The blood rain fell on the altar, and the blood light rose to the sky, and then in the center of the altar, a hole was opened, and skulls came out one by one.

The snow-white skull turned blood-red under the rain of blood.

"Ancestral Spirit Wake Up!"

The old patriarch roared sadly.

The staff in his hand burst out with a cloud of light, opened his mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of dark red blood, which turned into a mysterious rune and shrouded the altar.

Airplanes!

The altar trembled, and blood-colored skulls floated.

Immediately after, a phantom appeared from each skull.

At this moment, the golden light in the sky has become dimmer and dimmer, and it looks like it is about to disappear.

The phantom on the blood-colored skull sent out a sad and unwilling roar.

"For the sake of future generations!"