Chapter 125: Rituals

"I can't beat you." Cai Wusheng actually admitted it directly, and said slowly, "You are very strong, among the C-level powerhouses, there are very few who can beat you, I have to admit this." ”

was praised like this, but Long Xiao didn't have any pride, but his mood sank to the bottom.

"Even if you are seriously injured and your strength is greatly reduced, I dare not confront you head-on." Cai Wusheng shook his head, but he didn't see any discouragement on his face.

"You've forgotten one thing." With a mockery on his face, he said slowly, "I have been responsible for every life sacrifice in the past. ”

I see.

"You!" Long Xiao was furious, what a cruel mind, he actually started planning all this a few months ago.

He was about to kill him with a knife, but there was a sudden pain in his heart, as if he had been grabbed fiercely.

The pain came from within, spreading to all his limbs, prompting him to fall to his knees as soon as he took a step, beads of sweat dripping down his head.

"You...... What have you done to me? He held back the pain and squeezed a sentence out of the deepest part of his throat.

Even saying this sentence simply cost him a lot of effort.

"Truly." Cai Wusheng laughed strangely, "Heart-eating worms, they can live inside the human heart, as soon as I give an order, it will start to eat your heart, how about it, this taste is not pleasant." ”

"You!" Long Xiao gritted her teeth, vomited blood from her mouth, and squeezed out a sentence after a while, "Cai Wusheng, I treat you well!" ”

"Uh-huh." Cai Wusheng nodded and said with a smile: "So I'll give you a whole corpse." ”

"To be honest, it took me a lot of effort to cultivate this heart-eating worm, oh yes, I forgot to tell you, Xiaowei, it's my first experiment, hahahaha."

"What?" At this time, I heard an exclamation from the gate, and a beautiful woman stood there in a daze, her face pale, and then turned red again.

Exactly the nightingale!

"Old thief, I'll kill you! Give my brother back! Her eyes were blood-red, regardless of it, she rushed over, five fingers into claws, and grabbed Cai Wusheng with one claw!

"Don't! Run! Long Xiao exclaimed, "You can't beat him!" ”

Nightingale is not good at fighting, and rushing over at this time is no different from sending him to death.

But she was already carried away by the news at this time, that Xiaowei was her younger brother, who died in an accident two months ago, but she didn't expect that there was another hidden story, and the culprit turned out to be someone in the organization.

This Cai Wusheng, although Nightingale thinks that he is gloomy all day long, but after all, he is a comrade-in-arms of the same organization, but he didn't expect to be so poisonous.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Cai Wusheng snorted coldly, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and a large black mist appeared out of thin air in midair, turning into ropes, forming a net, and rolling towards the nightingale.

In just an instant, the nightingale was tied up strongly, and the figure of the fire was even more concave.

"Hey, hey, little girl." Cai Wusheng's skull couldn't see any expression on his face, "When I am reborn in the flesh, I will definitely let you taste what it is like to be immortal." ”

With his words, the rope condensed by the black mist moved towards the sensitive part of the nightingale.

The nightingale struggled incessantly, but the rope tightened tighter and tighter.

Ouyang Yue was stunned at this time, this scene surprised him, who would have thought that the situation would have changed like this, and he was powerless to stop it, because he couldn't even move a little finger now.

At this time, Cai Wusheng pinched his fingers, "The time has come, several, let's get on the road!" ”

As he spoke, the ropes condensed by the black mist rolled up several people and placed them on the altar.

There are four blood-stained stone pillars on top of the altar, which have apparently devoured the lives of many people.

These four stone pillars, corresponding to the four directions of east, west, north and south, are extremely sharp and have the thickness of a bowl.

There are intricate patterns on the base, and there are dark red traces in the grooves of the lines, which are obviously left by blood clotting.

Flutter!

Cai Wusheng manipulated the rope to insert the stone pillar straight into the abdomen of several people, and as soon as it penetrated to the end, blood flowed out of the abdomen of several people.

These four people are, Long Xiao, Ouyang Yue, and the two brothers who were captured by Cai Wusheng.

They can't speak, but they can perceive the changes in their bodies very clearly, they can hear and see everything, but they can't make any movements.

The nightingale in the distance looked helplessly at everything in front of him, but he was also bound by the rope and couldn't move.

Cai Wusheng slowly walked to the center of the altar, chanting inexplicable words in his mouth, obscure and inexplicably magical.

At the same time, his white fingers were constantly sealing.

With his movements, wisps of black qi flowed out of his fingertips and flowed towards the center of the altar, gradually spreading and enveloping.

Gradually, the blood of the four of them flowed down the stone pillar, staining the entire altar red, flowing into the grooves formed by the patterns, and gathering together.

The pattern seems to be constantly changing, flowing, stretching, and inexplicably changing, which is dazzling.

Ouyang Yue and Long Xiao gradually felt that as the blood flowed, the strength of their bodies was also flowing, and their bodies were becoming weaker and weaker.

On the contrary, their consciousness is extremely clear, and everything around them can be perceived.

Such rituals have happened several times, and Long Xiao's strength has also increased greatly in just a few months, progressing to such a point.

However, what I didn't expect was that all this made a wedding dress for someone else.

He was finally able to deeply understand the pain, the helplessness that the people he had captured at that time.

As the ritual progressed, it was as if there were thousands of ants, gnawing on their souls, and the waves of severe pain made them want to open their mouths to shout, but they couldn't scream.

And Cai Wusheng in the center of the altar had his eyes slightly closed, and wisps of light merged into his body through the intricate patterns.

Gradually, it was like spring had arrived, and new shoots had grown from the dead wood.

His almost bony body was covered with blood, a strand of flesh, and a muscle, skin, hair, and teeth, all of which were gradually reborn.

A middle-aged man with black hair and a good appearance appeared in the center of the altar.

But the transmission of power continued, and his body continued to expand, growing taller and taller.

In the distance, the nightingale, almost audible, the sound of bones growing.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang...... It's going on.

Cai Wusheng frowned, he didn't expect this spell to be like this, as long as the transmission of power continued, his body growth would not stop.

But the feeling of growing power was so wonderful that he didn't want to stop.

Da-da-da-da!

Someone is coming!

The nightingale reacted instantly, turning her head to look at the entrance of the passage.

A young man stepped in.