Everyone looked at each other, each with a shocked expression.

"How is this possible, could it be that the other party sacrificed six spirit beasts, but the target was only Senior Sister Ding?" Wang Huizhi wondered.

"Senior Brother Hu is right, the other party's target was originally Senior Sister Ding alone. Yang Xiuzhi finally regained his composure and said.

He was the sacrificial leader of Qinghe Treasure Land, which coincided with a great change, but he also calmed down very quickly, and then understood what happened, and said with a wry smile:

"Among all the teams that enter the altar of life and death, the spiritual cultivator is the most precious, and it is often the winning weight of each team, so intercepting and killing the spiritual cultivator first is equivalent to directly poking our eyes blind, and being able to sacrifice several powerful third- and fourth-order spirit beasts in exchange for a spiritual cultivator, what kind of courage is this, how can we look down on such a spirit beast race. ”

"And us, the road ahead will be even more difficult," he shook his head and sighed, "how far can a blind team go?"

"Senior brother!" Zhang Cambodia took a step forward and held Yang Xiuzhi's palm tightly, at this moment Yang Xiuzhi was in a low mood, and seemed to regret his hasty decision.

"It's ridiculous that I still think I have a plan, and I even have a lot of nostalgia for a few beast pills, it's really ridiculous to the extreme, Senior Sister Ding, I hurt you. ”

He was heartbroken and in a very bad mood at the moment, so he took out the few beast pills in his arms, threw them on the ground, and without looking at them again, he began to walk desolate and hesitantly.

Hu Shizhi looked at his lonely back, and suddenly calmed down a lot.

He bent down to pick up the Beast Pill that Yang Xiuzhi had dropped, and said to the others: "Bury Senior Sister Ding's body on the spot, let's move on immediately, hoping to meet the Terran team with spiritual cultivators as soon as possible......"

He looked at everyone and said in a firm tone: "If a mistake in judgment makes us lose confidence, how can we be called the disciples of Qinghe Treasure Land, and how can we avenge Senior Sister Ding." ”

The rest of the people were also infected by his emotions, and they all showed resolute and resolute looks.

Zhang Khan Zhizhi agreed: "Yes, Senior Brother Hu is right, even if we become blind, we still have to have hope, you must not forget that among the three sacrificial teams of our Red Country, the one of the Donglan Sword Sect has two spiritual cultivators, as long as we find them, everyone works together, there must be hope of victory." ”

Yang Xiuzhi said a little depressed: "Cambodia, don't you forget, when I met the royal family of the Red Kingdom, my attitude was not good, will they still be willing to help us?"

"Yes, don't forget, we are all from the Red Country, not to mention that we are all Terrans, and we are on the same front. ”

Zhang Cambodia's tone was firm: "No matter how bad it is, then Cinnabar is also my friend, and I believe they will not stand by no matter what." ”

Everyone looked at him, and they didn't know when, but they were all determined.

Zhang Cambodia's eyes were blazing, in fact, in his heart, he was not sure at all, you must know that this is the altar of life and death after all, no matter who is here, the first thing that comes to mind is to protect yourself, whether you are really willing to help together, who can guarantee it.

However, the morale of the team is currently low, and it must not be overwhelmed, otherwise it will fall into a catastrophe. Sometimes even if it is a lie and deception, as long as it can boost morale, it must be done.

I don't know how long it took, I don't know when, the inky clouds squeezed the originally thunderous sky, hiding the scarlet eyes just now, as if they were about to fall, depressed as if the whole world was quiet.

The indifferent wind shuttled violently, and suddenly there was a dull thunderclap, and several lightning flashes suddenly disappeared, and finally it began to pour down.

The six young men from the land of Qinghe were all soaked, and as the rain fell, even their hair was scattered and fit their cheeks.

Their expressions were solemn and silent, but their eyes were much firmer, and under the leadership of Yang Xiuzhi, they began to march towards the depths of the dense forest.

Shortly after they left.

On the trunk of a tree not far away, the rain that never stopped falling on the surface of the trunk, there seemed to be an invisible protrusion on the surface, and when the rain dripped down, it actually meandered down the air, and the trunk below the invisible protrusion was actually dry.

What a strange thing this is!

The invisible place suddenly shook a few times, and then opened two miserable green eyes, which were full of color and coldness, and seemed to have been insensitive to this world for a long time.

......

In the midst of a raging storm.

At the other end of the barren lands, on a cold, damp stretch of swamp, a procession of priests shrouded in black mist was slowly moving forward. They walked very slowly, not in a hurry, as if they were not going to the altar of life and death, and even less like the fierce invasion of wind and rain, but like a walk.

There were a lot of people in this team, as many as twenty-one, and even in terms of the number of sacrificers in the seven-person team, it was composed of three sacrifice teams.

In fact, they are indeed a combination of three demon squads, just looking at the way they walk, all of them are repulsive feet, stepping on the mud, and the steps on their feet have never been contaminated.

Looking closely, not only on their feet, but also half a meter away from their bodies, the rain has not been contaminated at all, which is extremely strange.

Looking closely, it is clear that the people in this team have formed an invisible umbrella cover outside their bodies with an extremely special spiritual power technique.

Among the four major ethnic groups, the demon clan cherishes the body the most, pays attention to appearance, and especially refuses to touch the slightest stain, so this huge team is undoubtedly the demon race.

This group of young people of the demon race, whether male or female, all of them have high collars and cover their faces, black canopies and heads, but in the corners of their faces that are occasionally exposed, as well as those exquisite eyes, they are all outstanding, young and strong demons.

There are also columns in the front and back of this team, except for the pathfinder who walked in the front, the front seven and the back eight, and the middle four people are all strong demons, and they all have a wooden staff on their shoulders, and the staff has spare strength, and it is actually carried by the chariot.

Directly above the big chariot, there was a beautiful young man in black, but his eyes were closed, recuperating his spirit, and the corners of his lips were slightly outlined, but they outlined an uninhibited smile, like mockery, like disdain.

He was very relaxed and reclining on the chariot seat, carried all the way by four strong men of the demon clan, such a pomp, obviously his status in the demon clan is not low.

Such a gravity chariot not only costs a lot, but the bag used must also be surprisingly large.

The most peculiar thing is that this young man is a figure of the demon clan, and he can actually have such a relaxed mood and put on such a big spectrum in the range of the altar of life and death, in the environment of encountering killings everywhere.

You must know that since all ethnic groups have entered the altar of life and death, almost everyone is in danger, and they are eager to be as low-key as possible, where can there be such a blatant ride on the road.

At the head of the line was a very feminine man, with a resolute face, a straight nose, full lips, and long beautiful hair, a mixture of men and women.

The most peculiar thing is that his eyes are bewitching blood-red. A hint of light green, a hint of light blue, mixed in it, does not make people feel turbid, but has a sense of bewitching and bewitching.

Huo Di, the demonic man's eyes changed brightly, and at the same time, his face also changed, and suddenly his right hand rose to signal, and the whole team was also uniform, and stopped at the same time.

Feeling the pause of the chariot, the young man who was leaning on the chariot's back finally slowly opened his eyelids.

His pupils were actually black, and his cold eyes seemed to be covered with an inexplicable majesty, and his tone was a little stern:

"Why did you stop? What happened?"...