"The Hall of Sacrifice."

Zhang Jun pondered in his heart and wanted to ask clearly, but Old Barty said that he didn't know a lot of things here, the ghost market was very complicated, there were demons and angels, and there were even many opposing camps, such as immortals and demons in the East. Norse gods and more. ’

Goblins, like them, belong to the neutral faction, and each opposing faction has a sacrificial pool, but the things given after the sacrifice are different.

For example, on the side of the Eastern Immortals, after you sacrifice, you can get a special elixir, which is guaranteed to be the first and only kind, and if the sacrificial items are very good, you will even get treasures or exercises given by the immortals.

On the angel side, the rewards will also be very rich, but the specifics need to be understood by Zhang Jun himself.

"Okay, let's find out."

Zhang Jun handed the wine to Old Barty, and said that he would bring him more and better wine next time, which could be regarded as compensation for his hard work.

Leaving Old Barty's house, Zhang Jun frowned and said to Jiao Teng: "It seems that the ghost market is far more unfathomable than we imagined, and there should be a lot of unknown secrets hidden in it. ”

The mystery of the ghost market is no longer just a simple trading place as Zhang Jun thought before, there are also many special things hidden here, such as the sacrificial hall that Old Barty said.

Zhang Jun spread his palms and logged in to the penguin, he wanted to ask the group to see if anyone knew the news, Zhang Jun asked in the group if anyone knew the news about the sacrificial hall.

It's just that the news was quickly brushed down, and no one seemed to know much about the sacrificial hall, at this time Zhang Jun suddenly thought of the fox, but he searched in the group and found that the fox's avatar was black and not online.

"The fox isn't there? Is it ......?"

Zhang Jun asked about the fox's news in the group, and soon replied to Zhang Jun with the ID called Mai Qing: "Fox! Are you talking about Ye Dongqing? ”

Zhang Jun didn't know what the fox's real name was, but nine times out of ten it was him.

"He's gone, I heard that the last time he entered the Weibo world, their team started to mix well, but then I heard that a quasi-follower shot, and the captain of their team was slashed to death by that quasi-follower, and two or three people in the team died, but he and the other person came back alive, but now I haven't seen him come back again."

Prospective followers! Zhang Jun's heart sank, he had seen the strength of quasi-followers with his own eyes, it was very powerful, even those old people who had experienced the Weibo world six or seven times would have no backhand in the face of quasi-followers.

If the captain is killed, then the team will be completely disbanded, and even if he comes back alive, the price will be very miserable.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Jun withdrew from the penguin group, and the fox gave Zhang Jun a good impression, and when he first joined the group, he was very enthusiastic and gave him a lot of advice.

But he was really unlucky, and he was targeted by quasi-followers, and the price was naturally very bleak, which is the disadvantage of the team, once it encounters irresistible factors, it is easy to cause the entire team to be brought closer to the brink of destruction.

Zhang Jun had just withdrawn from the penguin group, and suddenly there was a flashing pattern under the penguin, Zhang Jun clicked on it and saw that it was Yang Kun.

"Hehe, progress seems to be good, I heard that you were hunted by the Shadow Alliance, be careful."

For Yang Kun, Zhang Jun has never been able to understand him, thinking of Yang Kun's cold eyes, Zhang Jun can't help but stand up with goosebumps all over his body.

At this time, Yang Kun continued to send a message: "The sacrificial hall of the ghost market is very unique, if you sacrifice something, you will be rewarded accordingly, and you will also get the prestige of the camp of the ghost market, the higher the prestige of the camp, the higher the trading authority of the shopping area of the opposing camp, but when it is disadvantaged, the opposing camp will close a lot of trading permissions to you." ”

After Zhang Jun saw the news, he immediately asked: "If I have a high reputation in a certain camp, will it affect the Weibo world?" ”

"Be smart, draw inferences! I can't wait to see how you've grown. Yang Kun did not directly answer Zhang Jun's question, but the meaning was already obvious, it would be affected.

At this time, Yang Kun finally sent a message: "It's a pity, I haven't been able to find you for a long time recently, this may be the last piece of advice you see, be careful of the Shadow Alliance, if you see you again next time, I hope you can have the ability to escape from me, otherwise I can't help but suck every drop of blood on your body." ”

After Yang Kun sent this message, he went offline, Zhang Jun looked strange, did this Yang Kun want to kill him, or wanted to help him, why did Zhang Jun always feel that although this Yang Kun was helping himself, he seemed to be full of killing intent towards himself.

However, Yang Kun's hint made Zhang Jun somewhat confused, and he went to the sacrificial hall in the north of the ghost city with Jiao Teng, the north of the ghost city, which is a very peculiar area, more like the center of the entire ghost market.

Where a strangely shaped temple stands, the style of the temple not only looks like the European Greek temple style, but also the medieval church, and the architectural style of the Oriental palace.

If you look at it from any angle, you can see different styles of architecture, which are very strange and weird, but the perfect blend of these styles is the most shocking.

If such a building were placed in reality, it would be enough to make the jaws of all the great architects drop, because in reality, there is no one who can combine so many different styles of architecture and show such a complete and harmonious fit.

It's just that outside the hall, two guards like giants, nearly 3 meters tall, wrapped in metal armor, holding two metal war hammers in their hands, the hammer head is almost as wide as the tires of a big truck, and if you get a little closer, you can feel the heavy pressure, as if the other party's eyes are staring at you.

"Goo-dong!"

Jiao Teng swallowed his saliva, looked at the metal armor on the two guards, and said to himself: "This outfit, at least it is also silver, it is worth a lot of Weibo coins." ”

"Let's go."

Zhang Jun took Jiao Teng into the sacrificial hall, in the sacrificial hall, there are many statues, all kinds of gods and goddesses stand in two rows, here you can find all kinds of gods, in reality, games, and even you have never heard of it.

And these statues seem to give life, giving people the feeling that they are watching them wherever they go.

"Why is there no one in this place, although it looks gorgeous, but I feel chills all over my body."

Jiao Teng was looked at by the gaze of these stone statues, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, and when he walked to the end of the main hall, there was a golden gate, and two old servants who couldn't see their age were standing in front of the gate, and after seeing Zhang Jun and Jiao Teng, he said: "Please wait a moment, someone is offering sacrifices to the gods." ”

"Gods!"

Zhang Jun's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but be very curious, if there are really gods, then what is the horror Weibo, or what is the horror Weibo, the servant of God, or the creator of God?

At this time, the golden gate in front of him slowly opened, and the group walked out of the gate, because in the ghost market, the appearance is always the shape of the faceless man in Spirited Away, so the other party looked at Zhang Jun and Jiao Teng outside the door and left quickly.

"Please come in, and may your sacrifice please the gods."

The old servant arched his hand to Zhang Jun and Jiao Teng, and after the two entered the golden gate, the gate slowly closed, and in front of them was a golden temple, flashing with brilliant light, and even made people a little unable to open their eyes.

After a while, the two of them adapted to such an environment, and a huge deep pool in front of them, flashing with rainbow light, constantly swirling in the pool.

And behind the hall, there are two rows of huge thrones, these thrones are black and white, the left and right rows are opposed to form black and white opposites, but these thrones are empty, Zhang Jun looked, there was a huge stone tablet under the throne, with the names of the gods on it.

At this time, Zhang Jun noticed that there were several old servants standing on both sides, their appearance was almost exactly the same as the old servants outside, but the clothes on their bodies were different, in addition to black and white, there were some blue robes, but the number was far less than black and white, Zhang Jun noticed that there was another one inside, and the only old servant wearing a red robe.

"Young man, bring out your offerings."

The old servant in the red robe stepped forward and motioned for Zhang Jun to put the items on the white stone platform in front of him, and when Zhang Jun heard this, he immediately asked, "Excuse me, how do I choose the god I want to sacrifice." ”

"If your sacrifice satisfies the gods, they will have the gods communicate with you and reward you accordingly. Of course, you can also designate a certain god, but if the sacrifice doesn't meet the requirements, it will give you the corresponding prestige, it's just a matter of how much. ”

The red-robed old servant patiently explained to Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun nodded, took out the weapons of Liu Guan and Zhang and put them on the stone platform.

Suddenly, Zhang Jun could feel that the gazes of the other old servants had changed a lot, and the three weapons on the stone platform flashed with a strange light, and Zhang Jun noticed that on those thrones, some vague shadows gradually emerged, although they were very vague, but they were by no means as empty as before.

"Yes, a very good sacrifice, there are already seven gods who are willing to accept your sacrifice, and they will give you a corresponding reward."

After the red-robed old servant finished speaking, he stepped back, and at this time, several old servants on both sides immediately stepped forward to Zhang Jun, and the clothes on several old servants were of different colors, two blue robes, three white robes, and the rest were two black robes.

An old servant in white robe stepped forward and said to Zhang Jun: "Ares, the god of war in the west, is very interested in your sacrifice, if you want to sacrifice to him, he will give you a blessing from the god of war, so that your strength can be greatly increased." ”

"Sorry, I don't need to!"

Zhang Jun refused without thinking about it, just kidding, one blessing exchanged the three treasures, this is the Western God of War! If the old servant hadn't said it, Zhang Jun would have thought he was a profiteer.

Seeing Zhang Jun's refusal, the old servant retreated with a displeased expression, and the other two white-robed old servants behind him stepped forward and said, "Moon God Elune, I am very interested in your sacrifice, and in return, the Moon God will give you a good piece of equipment in return." ”

"Is the equipment of the same level as these three? Also, can we choose the type of equipment? ”

If it is really possible, Zhang Jun is still happy to exchange, and when the time comes, he will change Jiao Teng with a good shield, which can also greatly improve Jiao Teng's MT ability.

"This ........." disappointed Zhang Jun that the old servant representing the moon god had a change in expression, obviously failing to meet Zhang Jun's requirements.

"Mortal, you are too presumptuous!" Another white-robed old servant looked heavy and scolded Zhang Jun angrily.