Yancheng is more than 300 kilometers away from Dongyang, and it takes about three hours to take the expressway.

However, Zhou Yang never thought about not going to this problem.

Zhou Yang sent Zhou Ying back to the hospital first, and cast a spell to change her memory, making her only think that she had a nightmare and was not really taken away by the prince, and promised her to sleep until dawn.

After settling Zhou Ying, Zhou Yang took the prince to the predetermined place where they were going to hold a party.

This is a KTV opened by the Qiu family, and the business is extremely prosperous.

The reserved location is a private room reserved by the prince himself.

After entering the box, Zhou Yang simply checked and found the magic circle set up.

After researching, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The circle set up in the box does not belong to the Middle-earth school, but is a Western witchcraft circle.

Zhou Yang himself used to be a representative figure in the study of Western black witchcraft among Eastern magicians, and published many research papers in well-known magic electronic journals in the international magic community.

The magic circle in the box in front of you is a typical black witchcraft circle, specifically, it should belong to the North Caucasus Stream of the summoning faction, mainly active in Russia and Siberia, famous for worshipping evil gods, like to engage in blood sacrifices, and act evil and secretive, not to mention in the mainstream Western magic circle, even if it is placed in the black witchcraft circle, it also belongs to the evil sect that has been severely hit.

It's not the Internet era, even QQ hasn't been popularized yet, although there is a certain exchange between East and West methods, but there are not many of them, and it's already very rare to see black witchcraft itself in this small northern city, not to mention that it's still such a non-mainstream faction?

The wizards of the North Caucasus school have completely disappeared for many years under the blow of the long-term high-pressure situation of the mainstream mage circle, and suddenly one appeared here, could it be a simple accident?

Zhou Yang thought in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not pause or hesitate.

After thoroughly studying the operation mode and method of the magic circle, Zhou Yang hung the prince in the middle of the box, stripped naked, and then stabbed the round stick into his backyard.

Black blood flowed down the hollow in the center of the round stick and fell into the pre-prepared container below.

The circle began to activate and function.

The requirements for the operation of this magic circle are the first yin, and the appearance and nature of the blood in this part of the prince are almost the same, plus Zhou Yang uses spells to disguise, so he can completely pass the level in the initial stage of the operation of the magic circle.

Zhou Yang wants to use this to gain time in case the other party is slow to become a policeman.

After doing all this, Zhou Yang used the ghost technique to give the prince a hint, and then left the KTV and drove to prepare some weapons for himself.

The car is the prince's car, a powerful Humvee.

As the son of the richest man in Dongyang, the prince has six or seven cars, and the cheapest one is more than 500,000 yuan, and the most expensive one is naturally the red Ferrari.

There is a long-established craft weapon products factory in Dongyang, specializing in the production of all kinds of classical weapons in full proportion, with fine workmanship, except that they have not been opened, there is no difference from real weapons.

Zhou Yang sneaked into the sample exhibition room of the factory and stole two short knives and a two-handed heavy knife, and then immediately drove to Yancheng.

In addition to the large trucks that run long distances on the highway at night, there are almost no other vehicles, Zhou Yang soared all the way to two hundred and fifty, and it only took one and a half hours to complete the three-hour drive, and arrived in Yancheng at midnight.

The place where the ceremony was held was located on the outskirts of Yancheng City, in an ordinary farmhouse courtyard.

There are two rooms in front and back, six rooms, located more than 100 meters away from the village, in front of the courtyard is a row of greenhouses, and there is a big sign for strawberry picking.

After Master Haowei determined the location, Qiu Shoucheng spent 300 flowers to buy this courtyard along with the greenhouse.

A luxury minibus was parked in the courtyard.

In front of the house and outside the house, there were bodyguards with serious expressions.

After obtaining the consent of Master Haowei, Qiu Shoucheng brought a few more friends to participate in the ceremony, sharing immortality, they were all business partners, and they were worth a lot of money, so naturally they couldn't enjoy it for free, and the best relationship also paid five million.

Millions can enjoy immortality, can there be anything cheaper in the world? There is an example of Qiu Shoucheng who wanted to die and didn't die, everyone naturally believed it very much, and they all paid the money enthusiastically, anyway, if it didn't work, there would be no problem if he wanted to come back.

Zhou Yang stopped the car far away, crossed the vegetable market, sneaked in from the backyard, used the charm technique to confuse a bodyguard, and looked at the window.

All the windows were blocked by thick curtains.

However, this is difficult for Zhou Yang.

After possessing the basic ability of the evil ghost, it is impossible for the wall god horse to stop him.

He crouched down, using his piercing powers, carefully burrowing his head under the corner.

The room was dimly lit, filled with the pungent smell of wax and oil, and in front of me was a group of swaying hems of black robes.

After confirming that the people in front of him were all facing away from the wall, Zhou Yang slowly stood up and saw the whole picture in the room.

The area of the room is huge, and it should have opened all three rooms.

More than two dozen people, all dressed in black robes that covered their heads and faces, in a circle.

In the center of the circle, a tall black robe, holding a staff in one hand and a thick book in the other, was chanting something in a strange tone.

Eight candles were lit around him.

On top of each candle, there is a translucent red ** child.

It was the soul of a girl who had been hunted, twisting and struggling in vain on the candle flame, moaning in pain.

This moan was mixed with the chanting, forming a terrifying and terrifying atmosphere, so that the onlookers in black robes could not even straighten their waists, bowed their heads deeply, and recited a complex term one after another, neatly and uniformly.

A Russian noun.

They probably don't know what the term means.

But Zhou Yang knew.

It's the name of an evil god.

The cult gods of the North Caucasus school are agnostic, that is, gods are mysterious and powerful and incomprehensible to mortals, and only believers who are recognized by them can receive the name of the god and receive the glory of the god's coming.

These people present, except for the presiding officer in the middle, probably didn't know that this was not an immortality ceremony, but a summoning evil god.

All of them, in fact, are part of the ceremony, even part of the sacrifice.

The power of the evil god is powerful, and a single mortal cannot bear it, and after descending to the human world, in order to avoid damage to the power, different parts of the power will be injected into the body of the non-human being, forming an evil god clone.

In other words, once the evil god descends successfully, everyone present will become the puppet of the evil god, and the host will become the main body of the evil god!

The ceremony was probably a success.

Does that mean that the Qiu family's father and son, who had infinite scenery in their previous life, were actually just puppets of the evil gods?

Seeing that everyone bowed their heads and bent down to concentrate on chanting, Zhou Yang became even bolder, climbed to the roof, and drilled his head out of the ceiling, condescendingly.

This time I saw it more clearly.

In front of the host, in the middle of the candle circle, there is a circular black hole.

The ninth soul is supposed to be in the black hole, and its role is to transmit and receive signals, and the ritual invocation will be sent to the evil god through her soul, and the evil god will eventually descend on her as a landing point.

And the pain suffered by the ninth soul during this time was the greatest, and even the most cruel torture in the world could not be compared to this pain.

What's even more terrifying is that this soul will not die after the evil god comes, but will become a puppet of the evil god, and the evil god will never be liberated if he does not die.

In the classics of the North Caucasus school, the evil god is immortal, and even if he is defeated in the world, at most he will hide back in his nest and cannot be killed.

Therefore, even among the wizards of the North Caucasus school, the sacrifice of the main soul has always been regarded as the greatest revenge against the blood feud of the common heavens.

With the chanting, the aura of evil is permeating.

The temperature in the room drops dramatically.

The black-robed people in a circle involuntarily began to tremble and kneel down one after another.

The voice of the black-robed man in the middle suddenly became high-pitched.

This is the most critical moment in the summoning spell, and if everything is in order, when he finishes reciting this sacrifice, the evil god will come.

At this moment, whether it is the priest or the host, all the attention is highly concentrated.

Zhou Yang made a decisive move and punched out.

With a bang, the roof broke through, and Zhou Yang volleyed down and punched the host in the head.

But the place where the fist fell was empty.

The place where it should have been the head turned out to be empty.

The black robe is shattered.

A big mouth full of sharp teeth bit towards Zhou Yang in the flying rags.

Zhou Yang retreated sharply, using the ghost penetration technique, past the crowd, and came out through the wall.

The walls shattered right behind him.

Big Mouth broke through the wall and chased after him.

But with the gap of retreating, Zhou Yang had already seen the whole picture of the big mouth, and couldn't help but gasp.

Although the overall appearance is somewhat similar to that of a human, which living human head would have two petals? Not to mention the jagged fangs on both sides of the split head, and there were tentacles-like dancing in the middle.

It looks like this head is more like a big mouth open to the sky, but it should be the place where the face is usually located, and there are eyes, nose and mouth.

Because the head is split in the center, the nose and mouth are also split in half.

The whole surface of the body of the creature with a split head into a large mouth was pustules and fissures, and thick mucus trickled down the pustules and fissures, dripping all over the body and onto the ground, so that it left a distinct trail on the ground it passed.

Zhou Yang had hunted countless ghosts and subdued demons in his previous life, but he had never seen such a weird and evil thing.

This thing is not a ghost, not a demon, not a demon, not even a monster, it seems to be completely beyond the scope of normal worldly understanding!