Chapter 182: Murderous Blood Sacrifice



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So without hesitation, he took Jiang Yan and Luo Fatzi, found a place where the ice tower was dense, covered his body with a white cloak for camouflage, and hid.

Gradually, the noisy voices came, and occasionally there were the shouts of yaks and the roars of Tibetan mastiffs.

The first few people, each holding a human bone magic weapon in their hands, as if they were measuring something, there were many yaks behind them, and behind the yaks were sleds, and each sled was full of packages, which seemed to be their supplies.

"Brother Ze is not simple...... Luo Fatzi lay beside Wu Ze and said in a low voice.

He was a little worried that there was a Tibetan mastiff opposite, and whether the three of them would be discovered.

Wu Ze saw his concern, so he said: "The terrain here is complicated, the wind direction is coming from all directions, even if those Tibetan mastiffs smell our scent, I'm afraid there is no way to determine the specific location, don't worry too much!" ā€

They didn't know that the mighty team that came from a distance was the group of people who wanted to take out the dark green skull from Wu Ze's body, and the leader was Zhao Ye, named Zhao Fuhai, who was an extremely fierce and cruel dealer in cultural relics.

In the ruined temple that was burned by a fire, those traps set by false lamas mutilated past adventurers, and made their body bones into ritual weapons, which were instructed by Zhao Ye and made by the Tibetan Nigel to carry out specific operations, and the human skull vessels, or human leg bone flutes, were sold abroad by this Zhao Ye at a high price. The intoxicating chapter has been uploaded

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"Stop!"

The mighty procession, at the command of a middle-aged man, came to a halt, not far from the ice wall at the entrance to the cave of Nashambala.

"Mr. Zhou, did you find something?" Zhao Ye jumped down a sled mountain, and his two subordinates followed, and asked Zhou Guangsheng, who was holding a human blood skull in front of him.

Zhou Guangsheng is the traitor of Wu Ze who touched the Jin Yimen, and the Jin Yimen suffered heavy casualties because of him, and in the end, Wu Ze was left alone.

Zhao Ye's hair is a little messy, and his body looks very tired, and it seems that he has suffered a lot along the way.

Although there are yak herds carrying supplies, and Tibetan mastiffs are opening the way, it is also because the team is too large, so it is impossible for them to climb the ice wall from the short road like Wu Ze and them, and can only come around the long road, and the dangers and difficulties encountered in the long distance are naturally multiplied.

At the beginning, their group just wanted to catch Wu Ze and get back the dark green skull, but later, at Zhou Guangsheng's suggestion, they simply formed a team and came directly to find the Shambala cave.

Zhou Guangsheng gently stroked the skull in his hand, and at this time, the other five people around him were holding the human leg bone flute, and suddenly there was a faint resonance, the sound was like crying, although the sound was not loud, but it made people feel creepy.

"It should be nearby, the so-called Shambala Cave of the Germans, in fact, there are also records in some of our hidden treasure hunting catalogs of the Central Plains, I have studied this for many years, just for the arrival of this moment, Zhao Ye, are you ready, the following is the so-called Ice Corpse Demon Cave, the ruins of the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom, the location of thousands of treasures!"

Zhao Fuhai was overjoyed by his words, and hurriedly said: "Ready, ready, come on, let's carry out the blood sacrifice now!" ā€

The yaks that were pulling the goods were unloaded with the goods on their bodies, and then they were pulled over by Zhao Fuhai's subordinates one by one, and according to Zhou Guangsheng's instructions, they formed a magic circle.

"Cut!"

Zhou Guangsheng's eyes showed a hint of pervertedness, and he shouted viciously.

The sharp axe appeared in the hands of Zhao Fuhai's subordinates, and slashed at the neck of the yak next to him one after another.

Whew......

The screams of these dead yaks, who carried the goods all the way to here, were sacrificed with blood as soon as they arrived at their destination.

The crimson blood stained a large area of snow reddish-brown, and gradually the snow on the ground was melted by the warm yak blood, and a reddish-brown star shape was formed on the ice, which was formed by the mixture of blood and snow impurities.

"Why is there no response?" A bewitching woman, with a leather whip in her hand, said with a frown.

Don't look at her bewitching figure, she is not very old and she is a woman, but she is a powerful general under Zhao Fuhai, named Li Yan, and she is very skilled.

Zhou Guangsheng slammed the skull magic weapon in his hand to the ground, and the skull suddenly split into three petals.

"It doesn't seem to be enough, you have to use three different kinds of blood to carry out blood sacrifices!"

Zhao Fuhai was stunned for a moment, and wanted to scold, where did the three kinds of blood come from in this ghost place, damn it, Zhou Guangsheng was chattering, if it weren't for the fact that the ruins of the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom had not been found, and those treasures had not yet appeared, he would have killed this guy now.

But at this moment, he still held back, his eyes were aimed at those Tibetan mastiffs, and his heart ached, if it weren't for these guys along the way, I am afraid that everyone would have been swallowed by the wolves and there would be no bones left, not to mention that these Tibetan mastiffs were also bought at a high price.

He secretly made a decision, if Zhou Guangsheng, who was chattering with gods, could not know the entrance of the ruins of the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom, then Zhou Guangsheng would be dead today.

As if he didn't see Zhao Fuhai's cruel eyes, Zhou Guangsheng nodded, these Tibetan mastiffs who came over to make great contributions along the way were about to die.

It's another sea of blood......

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"Damn, Brother Ze, they can really do it, but once these Tibetan mastiffs die, there will be a lot less threat to us!" In the ice tower forest in the distance, Luo Fatman, who was lying on the ground, whispered.

"I think the guy who led the blood sacrifice is very familiar!" Wu Ze glanced at his eyes and said.

Jiang Yan handed the telescope in his hand to Wu Zedao: "It turned out to be Zhao Fuhai's person, a notorious international cultural relics dealer, and it is said that his hands are covered with blood!" ā€

"It turned out to be this guy, but he really stepped on the iron shoes and found nowhere to go, so it didn't take any effort to get there!"

"Brother Ze, what are you talking about?"

Wu Ze said with a carefree face: "I have also heard of Zhao Fuhai's name, but more importantly, one of my enemies appeared, when my grandfather was not missing, but I spent a lot of effort to find him, but I found nothing, I didn't expect Zhou Guangsheng, a traitor, to appear here today!" ā€

This time it will definitely not let him run away again!

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"Master Zhao, don't kill me, don't kill me...... I just had my leg bitten off by a wolf, and I can still crawl, I can still crawl......"

A scream interrupted the conversation between Wu Ze and Jiang Yan.

Two people were carried off the sleigh, one with a broken leg and the other without an arm.

"You two have been with me for a while, and now we need three kinds of blood for blood sacrifices, we have yak blood, we have Tibetan mastiff blood, but there is still one missing, that is, human blood on your body!" Zhao Fuhai said expressionlessly. *book* bar,