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The Great Swamp, the dark temple under the mire, suddenly shook violently, and the frightened swamp creatures surged out of the mud, wandered for a moment, and then burrowed back into the mud outside the palace. 【Full text reading】Pinshu.com

Xiao Qiang sat cross-legged in the hall of the temple, feeling the vibration of the ground gradually subside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know that outside the swamp at this moment, there was already a raging flood, and he just thought that he had encountered an earthquake of little intensity.

Don't have another earthquake, it's been in vain to take charge of my efforts

Around the dark altar, a huge magic circle, inlaid with countless shining magic crystal cores and spar blocks, Xiao Qiang stood up and walked forward, carefully examined it, re-fixed the loose spar, and wiped some dust from the grooves of the magic circle.

It took him three days and three nights to set up this magic circle, and it almost depleted the stock of his storage space, but fortunately, Xuandian still hid a lot of stones in the sea, which was barely enough.

Even if one of the several pieces of the Demon Crystal Core of the Divine Vein Holy Beast in the Array Eye was shattered, Xiao Qiang couldn't find another one in a short period of time, so the previous earthquake really scared him.

Fortunately, everything is normal, and he can now open the Dark Altar as long as he adjusts his condition to the best

In the wide and silent hall, time passed quietly, and two hours later, Xiao Qiang slowly opened his eyes, and the golden glow of his eyes flashed.

Xiao Qiang didn't know whether his state was good or not, these days, he was nervous, he was excited, and there was an indescribable panic that lingered.

Lan Yi's figure always appeared in front of his eyes, in his mind, and made him fall into anxiety.

What if you can't activate the Dark Altar, what if you can't summon the Demon God, and what if the Demon God refuses your request

There is only one chance, and the more I care, the more scared I feel, and the more I don't want to think about it, but they always have it in mind.

Xiao Qiang stood up, looked up at the sacred and tall statue of the demon god, and was in a daze for a quarter of an hour before he relaxed his mood.

Dressed in white priestly robes, he walked towards the dark altar with a steady step and a calm and reverent gaze.

In front of the dark altar, Xiao Qiang was facing the tall demon god statue, his eyes were lowered, he stood solemnly for a moment, took out a thick book of demon classics, opened it, and placed it on the edge of the altar.

The five Abyssal Tripods were lined up, flashing with a simple luster, all of them were cleaned up, and they were also fed, and the Fire Spirit Tripod was even more revealing a bright red light, which was obviously too good to be better after being completely repaired.

The sound of clicking sounded, Xiao Qiang fixed the five abyssal tripods on the top of the five-pointed star of the altar in turn, and when the last tripod was stuck into the three-legged groove, with a buzz, the five tripods were activated, circulating with five-colored light, crisscrossing and intertwining into a five-pointed star pattern.

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The five-pointed star suddenly sank half a finger, and the multicolored light projected downward, as if penetrating the heavy altar and mapping to the eye of the circle at the base of the altar.

Xiao Qiang let out a sigh and took out a dagger made of magic silver, and the sharp blade slashed through his wrist.

The bright red blood turned into a small snake, and slowly injected into the blood tank of the five-pointed star, and when it was filled with blood tank, the blood was plated with a layer of different brilliance under the reflection of the colorful light.

Everything is normal, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, it seems that the previous careful preparation was not in vain, and his confidence seems to be enough.

Then the next ritual is the most important and critical part, and there must be no mistakes in a single step, otherwise there will be no recovery

Xiao Qiang retracted his mind, the dark soul, and the dark heart activated at the same time, and the powerful and pure dark energy surged, turning into black smoke and coming out of his body, enveloping him and the dark altar.

Sensing that he was gradually merging with the dark altar, Xiao Qiang raised his hands and crossed them in front of his chest, and his fingers that were as clear as jade danced like a lotus.

These handprints were all taught to Xiao Qiang by the Dark Ding, and Xiao Qiang sealed the Demon Secret Archive retrieved from the Holy Ruins, and practiced countless times, so he was very proficient.

Strange magic patterns flew out from between the shadows of the fingers, hitting the pentagram on the altar layer by layer, and penetrated into it.

At the same time, Xiao Qiang glanced at the classics of the altar, and a sacrifice suddenly appeared in his mind, he opened his mouth and recited the sacrifice aloud in the most ancient demon pronunciation.

The loud voice echoed in the empty temple hall, resounding in the distant echo, Xiao Qiang's voice became more and more high-pitched, and the black mist outside his body also surged

Finally, when the last magic pattern hit the altar, the five Abyssal Peaks suddenly emitted a brilliant light and shone brightly.

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The blood-colored five-pointed stars slowly rotated and moved, and the light they cast downwards also drove the circle of the base, and the round circle inlaid with spars rumbled and turned.

The brilliant brilliance shrouded the dark altar, through the fog, and reflected Xiao Qiang covered in camouflage.

Xiao Qiang stood solemnly in front of the altar, his soul trembled with shock, his hands supported the edge of the altar, guarding his mind, still chanting the dark sacrifice loudly.

The five Abyssal Peaks became more and more brilliant, and the powerful power of faith was released, using the blood of the blood trough as the medium, quickly transmitting and converging between the pentagrams, and with a bang, the blood of the blood trough was almost instantly emptied

Xiao Qiang's mouth and nose were bleeding, two bloodshots slipped from the corners of his eyes, his body trembled violently, and his face became hideous, the only thing that remained unchanged was the sacrifice that flew out of his mouth, still high-pitched and powerful, still clear and steady.

In just one sacrifice, it almost drained Xiao Qiang's dark energy and the power of faith, and also drained his spirit, and even the blood in Xiao Qiang's whole body seemed to be drained with the blood of the five-pointed star blood trough

The roar of the magic circle and the loud sound of the scriptures were intertwined, echoing in the hall and echoing in the depths of Xiao Qiang's soul.

Xiao Qiang's face was like gold paper, and blood stains flowed out of his seven orifices, and finally, the last sacrifice flew out of his mouth smoothly

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Xiao Qiang spurted out a mouthful of blood, raised his eyes full of blood and tears, passed through the black mist and colorful brilliance, looked up at the statue of the demon god with anticipation, and finally knelt down on his knees in front of the altar.

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The silent statue of the demon god, the black light curtain flashed all over the body, the smoke was thick, and under the deep cloak of the demon god, a pair of golden eyes suddenly bloomed with divine light

ps, these two days are three watches, mainly because the new scene kicked off, so there are more places to conceive, and the next story will be set against the background of the war of the five clans, at the level of the strong, Xiao Qiang will appear as a dark dragon knight.

PS again, Xiaobai's route is not an infinite loop of pretending to slap his face, so he can't inject water if he wants to, hehe~