The soul-attracting lamp suddenly went out, and everyone looked stunned.

The lamp was the only hope now, but it went out.

It was destroyed......

It was destroyed......

extinguished......

Extinguish......

Finish......

Only Bai Chang smiled bitterly, because he knew that the lamp oil in it was already about to run out, and at this time, a large number of yin spirits poured in, and the wick flame was flourishing, which undoubtedly aggravated the consumption of lamp oil.

Everything seems to be back to the beginning.

"Now...... What shall we do? ”

Ma Yaoguang also lost his mind and asked.

Bai Chang was silent, his face gloomy as if he had been dripping ink.

He looked at the time and muttered, "Why haven't the people from Feng Shui Gate arrived yet?" ”

"Who said we weren't there?!"

As soon as Bai Chang's voice fell, a loud shout came from behind him.

Bai Chang looked back and saw a familiar voice walking over with eight people.

The leader was silver-haired, with a vigorous gait and a cynical look on his face.

Next to him was a thin old man with a dignified complexion.

Seeing these two people, Bai Chang was half expected, but half was unexpected.

These two people are the old man Wang Jialiang, and the feng shui gate Gucci.

When they got closer, Gucci gave an order, and the eight people immediately took many magic weapons to quickly arrange an enchantment around the elevator tunnel.

In the middle of the enchantment, a three-legged, six-armed, and eight-headed monster statue more than a foot high was placed, carved lifelike and hideous.

Then, eight Feng Shui men came up, each making a cut in his arm, and blood was sprinkled on the statue.

The statue was stained with blood, and strange things happened, and the blood slowly seeped into the statue, making it more and more hideous and terrifying.

"Master of the Ancient Gate, old man, can any of you tell me what the hell is going on?"

Bai Chang looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand what they were doing, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha, old man, it's a surprise, isn't it?"

Old Man Wang came over and put his arm around Bai Chang's shoulder, and Bai Chang wondered, "Why did your old man come, how is the situation outside?" ”

"My house, why can't I come? Leave him alone on the outside, I said brother, do you know what this thing is? ”

"I don't know, I was about to ask you, what the hell are you doing?"

"Hahaha, this is not a ghost, as far as I know, this is a god worshiped by Feng Shui Gate from generation to generation, called the eight-armed god, and the legend is that it is also an ancient divine beast, more powerful than gluttony."

"Eight-armed god, isn't it, this obviously only has six arms?"

"Ahem, there were eight of them, and the last time we sealed this gluttony, two were broken, isn't there only six left?"

Bai Chang was speechless for a while, and Old Man Wang said again: "Okay, now take my brand, give it to me to use first." ”

"Is that what you're talking about?" Bai Chang took out the bronze medal and asked, "I have something to ask, what is this bronze medal, Mr. Guigu?" ”

"Hmm, what kind of ghost valley is not ghost valley, bring it to me first, otherwise that little gluttonous will be powerful for a while, and it will be difficult to control."

Old Man Wang stretched out his hand to grab the bronze medal, suddenly cut his palm, and dripped his own blood on the top of the statue's head.

"Guigu Blood Sacrifice Technique, are you from Guigu Gate?!"

Yin Nineteen's eyes suddenly widened and blurted out.

Old Man Wang ignored him, rolled his eyelids, waved at Gucci and said, "Let's start, don't grind, I have to go home for supper when I'm done." ”

Gucci nodded and shouted to the eight men, "Array, blood sacrifice, trapped demons!" ”

He gave the order, and eight people lifted the statue at the same time, the statue was only more than three feet high, but it was quite laborious for eight people to carry it.

"I say, old head ......"

Old Man Wang suddenly looked at Gucci and said, "Are you sure you want to take a gamble?" Throwing this precious thing in it will make it honest for a few days at most, but what will you do in the future? ”

Gucci shook his head and said, "I don't care so much, this time the evil obstacle seems to be showing signs of getting out of trouble, if you hesitate any longer, it will be too late to regret it." ”

"However, if you want to take out that magic weapon, you must first kill it, are you sure?"

"Hehe, before I took out the magic weapon, I wasn't sure, but after I took it out, I was sure."

"But once you take it out, you have to kill it within an hour, otherwise no one will be able to control the evil obstacle, and everyone will be finished together."

"In that case...... You have to fight for it, too! ”

After a conversation between the two, Gucci waved again, and the eight men carried the statue and walked step by step to the location of the elevator tunnel.

The faces of the eight people all had a tragic look.

Bai Chang frowned, looking at this scene, his heart suddenly moved.

No, are they going to use their lives to ......

Gucci's face suddenly showed a trace of sadness, his hands clenched into fists, and he said loudly: "I, Gu, have a word first, after this time, I will treat your family well, and your heirs, I will raise them on your behalf." A hundred years ago, the sins created by Feng Shui Gate must be borne by ourselves. Everyone is one step ahead, when he fights a decisive battle, Gu will not hesitate to die and fight side by side with you! ”

The eight men clenched their fists, their faces full of sorrow, and suddenly shouted, and at the same time jumped up and jumped down the tunnel.

In the billowing black smoke, the eight people disappeared together with the statues.

Bai Chang was stunned, Ma Yaoguang, Yin Nineteen, and everyone present were also silent.

This jump seemed simple, but everyone knew that they were going to use their own lives, blood, and souls to inspire the eight-armed god and stop the gluttony from raging.

This is the art of blood sacrifice, and it is also the method of soul sacrifice.

After the eight people disappeared into the tunnel, a terrifying roar sounded again below, and the tone was high, like a dragon's roar, and like a rolling thunder, which actually suppressed the gluttonous and dull roar.

Then there was a loud tremor, and a disgusting roar, and the whole building shook in the terrible tremor.

It's like, in the depths of the earth, two invisible giant beasts are fighting to the death.

It took nearly half an hour for the voice to subside.

Finally, everything fell silent.

Old man Wang's face was rarely serious, and he tilted his head to look at Gucci.

"Old head, if this thing is used like this, it's basically a one-time thing, you're really willing to do it."

"Well, what else can you do otherwise? Not to mention the great god who has been in the feng shui gate for hundreds of years, even if he takes my old life and takes the entire feng shui gate, he must not let this thing be born, let those Japanese who are secretly waiting around succeed, and harm my Chinese people. ”

As he said this, Bai Chang stepped forward and clasped his fists in front of Gucci.

"The master of the ancient gate, righteousness, Bai Chang admires."

Today, Bai Chang really believes in Gucci, although he has done a lot of things against his conscience for the rise and interests of Feng Shuimen, but on this matter, Bai Chang is truly admired.

Old Man Wang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't stink, you kid, as the person in charge of the Yin Si lamp, now that the light is out, I see how you explain!" ”

(End of chapter)