Chapter 157: Countless casualties
The crack cracked very wide, and the three old monsters stood above again, and the scene below was clearly visible, the three old monsters first glanced at each other, and then flew down violently, all running towards the altar, but when they were about to touch the altar, the three old monsters suddenly stopped, and no one moved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The old toad smiled and said, "Old ghost, I think this thing is the most suitable for you, so I'll give it to you!" ā
The big monster tree thought about it and said: "Although the old toad doesn't speak seriously on weekdays, this time it's completely reasonable, old ghost, you should take this thing!" ā
The ghost king's sharp eyes stared at the two people for a long time, she knew that the two of them were afraid of some traps here, so she took the lead, snorted coldly, and said, "Two wastes!" ā
After saying that, she flew down directly, but when she just touched the altar, a powerful wave broke out, which directly swept her away, and even the old toad and the big monster tree who were watching the excitement on the side were not spared, and they flew together, and they stopped after several circles of idling.
The old toad showed a smile on his face, it must be a treasure to have such power, since it is a treasure, how can it be given to others, so he laughed and said: "Old ghost, it seems that it has nothing to do with you, so don't rob it, this thing belongs to this seat!" ā
The old toad said, and a machete appeared in his hand, the knife body was as long as a man, and the curved arc was very large, more curved than the moon, holding it, it was better to carry it, and the altar was a sharp knife from top to bottom, the blade did not arrive, the knife qi arrived first, but when it was about to touch the altar, the altar broke out again with a powerful wave of qi, blowing over the old toad, and his breath was unstable, falling from the air, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the side of the big mouth.
The big monster tree couldn't help but retreat, turned to the ghost king and said, "Old ghost, you are well-informed, tell me what to do, this seat listens to you!" ā
The ghost king looked at the big monster tree with some surprise, he didn't expect the big monster tree to be so bent and stretched, it seems that he underestimated him before, but the ghost king did not hide his secrets, but said slowly: "This king has heard that in ancient times, human beings were weak and small, and they needed to sacrifice to the gods in order to obtain the protection of the gods, and they needed to use the altar when they sacrificed, and the altars were of a thousand kinds, with different functions, and the altar in front of him was only one of them, how to open it, and the king was not sure, However, most altars require blood to open, and this one is no exception. ā
After hearing this, the big monster tree didn't say a word, turned around and flew away, and after a while brought a person from afar, in fact, he didn't want to catch people, but in addition to people, there were no other animals with blood nearby, and the big monster tree grabbed a small child, flew to the top of the altar, and directly twisted the child's head off, and bright red blood gushed out from the broken neck and fell to the altar below, and the blood flowed loudly.
After pouring blood, the altar finally reacted, and it shook with a buzz, and the earth shook with it, trembling and trembling, like a spasm when the climax came.
"It's not enough!" The Ghost King said on the side, then turned and flew away, and when he came back, he came back with another person, and in the same way, the bright red blood fell like rain, and the altar shook even more, but it still did not come out of the ground.
"Not all!" The Ghost King said loudly.
The big monster tree went out, and the ghost king also went out, and when he came back, he held a living person in his hand, and his face was full of horror, as if he was screaming and shouting, but there was no sound coming out.
The old toad did not join the ranks of the two old monsters, he was on the side, watching with a knife, he had given up the fight for the altar, in a certain sense, he had given up the fight for this treasure, but he didn't dare to wait for a miracle to happen.
The big monster tree's calculation is that the strength of the ghost king here is the highest, and he and the old toad may not be able to fight together, and it is completely impossible to avoid her, it is better to give profit, the altar is given to the ghost king, and the remaining treasures always have their own share.
The old toad also knows the abacus of the big monster tree, he is waiting for the coffin to have more precious treasures, precious can make people give up all moral shame, and when the two turn against each other, it is the day of their own gain.
The two old monsters of the ghost king and the big monster tree caught seven hundred and forty-nine people, and finally activated it with the blood and lives of forty-nine people, and after the altar was activated, it changed its appearance, quiet like a painting, slowly floating up from under the ground, and rising in mid-air.
The big monster tree looked greedy on the side, but he didn't have the intention of stepping forward to rob the ghost king, and the ghost king was also very excited, after all, the ancient altars have disappeared in the long river of time, and it is a great blessing to get an altar.
But just as the ghost king's hand was about to touch the altar, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance: "What kind of demon dares to kill innocents here!" ā
As soon as he finished speaking, three people floated in from a distance, three men to be exact, one in his thirties, and the other two in their twenties, five or sixteen years old, all wearing tight-fitting sportswear, the same style, and it seemed that they were from the same sect.
The man in his thirties has a resolute face, good facial features, and a righteous face, a young man with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, a slashed face, so handsome, and another young man, slightly fat, with a round face and a low nose, as if glued to his face, two young men followed the man in his thirties left and right, obviously led by a man in his thirties.
"Do you know these three people?" Liu Zigui tilted his head, staring at the three people who appeared like heavenly soldiers and generals, and asked Liu Ba.
Liu Ba squinted his eyes and looked at it, with a trace of disdain on his face, and said: "The people from Tianzhengmen, the man who is the leader is called Guo Zheng, the man who is thinner is called Dong Yang, and the fat one is called Zhao Mo. ā
"Is their master an old man with a long white beard?" Liu Zigui asked suddenly.
Liu Ba glanced at Liu Zigui a little strangely and asked, "Do you know?" ā
Liu Zigui shook his head and continued to look into the distance.
The ghost king stared at the three people who suddenly appeared in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes, his eyes couldn't tell what it felt, he was stunned, surprised, puzzled, and looked at the three people in front of him like looking at a fool, as if he was making sure that the three opposite were talking to him.
The three of them looked at the corpses and severed heads all over the ground, their faces full of anger, and shouted, "You guys really deserve to die! ā
After the three of them finished speaking, they pulled out the sword in their hands, came in a starting style, and their bodies were like bows, and they ran towards the ghost king, running very fast, like a gust of wind blowing.
Three feet away in front of the ghost king, he jumped high, the three swords were combined, and it turned into a huge flying sword, with a compelling cold air, stabbing towards the head of the ghost king, unstoppable. (To be continued.) )