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"Hoo ......"

I breathed a deep sigh of relief, and took advantage of this to jump out of the box, and rushed to the door in a few steps, looking out like a gap in the gap, but I couldn't see anything.

In desperation, I could only open the door, but at this time, I suddenly thought of another thing, if I went to the end of the street to exchange copper coins, then where is this black fog sacred.

I'm a little confused.

The street was very quiet, the footsteps were far away, I stretched out half of my head as if to look outside, but I saw a white figure running fast a hundred meters away from me, and the black fog followed me like a shadow.

Who is it?

This figure was unfamiliar, not any of us, and I instantly deduced that we weren't the only ones here.

It's a pity that now is not the time to think about things, but helplessly, the two of them are in the same direction as the stone house.

Let's take a look first.

I put 50 pieces of rice cakes into my backpack and quietly approached the front, but fortunately the rice cakes were small and very easy to carry.

The huge black stone bricks on the street were very silent, and my figure was approaching rapidly, because both sides stopped at this time, and the scene took a turn.

The otherwise silent street suddenly became lively, because suddenly dozens of figures appeared, and instead they surrounded the black fog in the center.

This is to be ambushed!

I quickly saw the clue to this, who is so bold?

This ghost place is full of weirdness, there is an indescribable sense of horror, and I have to admire the courage of anyone who dares to have a plan here.

I hid in the shadows of the house, approached quickly, and stopped a few dozen meters from both sides, secretly observing the subject.

The two sides did not have any communication, and they started directly, and the first to strike was dozens of people in white clothes.

These people moved quickly, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, and now in the position of responding, each holding a foot-long nail in his hand, he slammed it into the ground fiercely, directly into the ground for half a foot.

I suspect it was all prepared in advance, otherwise it wouldn't have been inserted directly into the stone.

After driving the nails into the earth, the dozens of people sat down on the spot, less than half a meter from each other, making strange gestures with their hands, and then chanting strange incantations in their mouths, because they were far away, and I could only hear dozens of people echoing them.

After the incantation, dozens of figures spread their arms on both sides, palms facing each other, and lined up in a huge circle.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

A series of slight explosions rang out, and the nails planted in the ground were like fireworks, all of which burst into green flames.

"Hmm......"

The black mist seems to have discovered the purpose of these people. A roar of anger from the rest of his life, thunderous.

A rickety figure in a black robe, stepping on the dark shadows, slowly walked out.

"Ahem......"

The rickety figure walked and coughed vigorously, and it was not difficult to distinguish by listening to the voice, this was an old man in the twilight.

He coughed violently, and every time he coughed, his body would stop and tremble slightly, and his originally rickety body hung even lower.

The wide robe fluttered in the wind, and I couldn't help but worry about whether the weak body would be blown away by the wind at any time.

However, my intuition told me that this old man is not simple, because this is how it is played on TV, and the final boss class is the last to appear.

The development of things, as I thought, as soon as the old man came out, the scene became intense.

When the black mist found the old man, he immediately pounced, and a huge mouth opened under his red eyes, and he was about to bite the old man angrily.

"Sacrifice."

Two faint words came out of the old man's mouth.

Hearing this, dozens of people did not hesitate to start the next move, they pulled out daggers, cut their wrists, and let the blood rescue and drip on the nails on the ground.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but be a little frightened, because if these people go down, the blood vessels in their wrists will definitely be cut off.

Their crazy and resolute actions reminded me of the pagans.

"Ahh......h

The old man jerked a cane more than a foot long from his wide sleeve, and muttered a spell I didn't understand.

The next moment, the flame of the nail inserted in the ground exploded, spraying more than a meter high, and a green halo-like thing quietly formed between the flames and the flames.

It was at this time that the black curtain with the huge mouth opened was gone, and it was about to devour the old man Heipan in one bite.

In my worried gaze, the old man pointed at Wukong in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Bang ......"

There was a ripple in the space, and an invisible dark pattern blocked the attack of the black mist, and the green sparks flickered and jumped in the space, forming a huge spherical cover together with the space dark veins, enveloping the black fog in it.

However, this blockade seemed to infuriate the black mist, and it began to grow huge with a roar, and in the blink of an eye, it was twice the size.

Between the rolling black mist, bursts of wailing can be heard, and there are countless sounds.

At this time, I also saw clearly the number of nails on the ground, a full forty-nine.

This is a very particular number, Taoist classics have adopted a lot, whether it is a formation, a talisman, a spell, there is this number in it, no one can understand why.

As the so-called avenue is fifty days and forty-nine, there is always a glimmer of vitality, which can also be said to be a defect, and the avenue is lacking......

These forty-nine nails are definitely not simple, and it seems that these people are really prepared.

Not to mention the nonsense of my heart, the volume of the black mist has expanded to six or seven meters high, huge as a small mountain, and the sound of crying is deafening, it is the spirit of the dead.

I was shocked in my heart, how many people had to be killed to have this terrible killing karma.

As the black fog grew larger, the scarlet eyes became more obvious, and from a distance, they looked like two red lanterns in the night.

It's thrilling to stare at it from afar.

"Hmm......"

The roar was louder than thunder, like a tsunami rolling, and the black mist turned into black claws, slamming on the inverted round cover.

The green flames crackled and exploded everywhere like firecrackers.

"There is not enough strength, not enough blood, believers of God, contribute your hearts and throw yourself into the arms of God."

The black-robed old man had an ugly face, and he opened his arms and shouted.

As his words fell, forty-nine white-robed men let out a frantic roar, like fanatical infidels.

For the sake of God......

For the sake of God......

For the sake of God......

Forty-nine people, forty-nine daggers, without exception, were raised high at the same time and plunged into their hearts!

My heart thumped hard, and I felt a heavy tightness in my chest.

Suddenly, I was gently tapped on the shoulder.