Duanmu Heyu and the others had already entered the implementation of the rooms in the backyard of the main hall, Yue Pingsheng glanced at the ancient totems, and said in a deep voice in his heart:

"Evil spirit, what the hell is going on, why does the aura emanating from the statue outside give me a familiar feeling?"

[Your feeling is not wrong!]

The evil spirit tattoo suddenly appeared, and he didn't have the interest of mocking it first as usual, and stared at the totems one by one:

[I'm afraid there is more than one such existence!]

Yue Pingsheng's gaze changed suddenly: "You mean, the statue outside is the same type of existence as that existence!?"

[That's right!]

The appearance of the evil spirit is extremely hideous:

[Unexpected...... Unexpectedly! It turned out that he had not been promoted to the current life level step by step, but had stood at the top of the pyramid since the beginning of his birth! Although the aura emitted by that statue was completely different from that existence, you couldn't feel it, but I knew that these two existences were fundamentally from the same source!]

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At this moment, just as the grandmasters of the Duanmu family and the Sikong family were happily exploring, two figures stood on the altar in the palm of the huge demon god sculpture nearly a mile away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And at this moment, on the altar, blood was overflowing, Duan Hongbo's eyes were wide, but he was motionless, and his heart was pierced by a huge stone nail, nailing his whole person to the altar!

His face was full of disbelief, as if he could not imagine that he would die at the hands of his own people.

And all the blood in his body seemed to be absorbed by the altar under him, and even his viscera was gradually withering, like a bloody flower that was gradually withering and drying.

In the first section of the altar, a small stone lamp stood still, Duan Hongbo's flesh and blood seemed to release a large amount of nutrients, and strands of blood spread rapidly on the altar, converging towards the stone lamp.

In the lampholder, a bright scarlet light cluster is made of, like a heart beating slightly, looking extremely fragile, but it contains incomparable vitality.

Plop, plop.

A slight heartbeat came into his ears, Yu Wenji's face was solemn, his voice was low, and he said respectfully:

"Great Elder, how is it? Those people are still looting those broken copper and iron, do we need ......?"

"Not enough...... It's not enough......"

Yu's innate majestic face looked particularly gloomy and terrifying at this moment, and he looked at Yu Wenji and said softly:

"So, let's go catch a few more tributes......"

Immediately, the air shook slightly, and the two people disappeared directly in place without any smoke and fire.

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In the temple in the eastern direction, Sikong Xing and Sikong Du also had fanatical faces, rubbing the totems and murals on the walls of the temple one by one.

Yu Hongyin walked leisurely, and seemed to be equally uninterested in everything here, as if he had come here to play, and his voice was quiet between the openings:

"Elder Star, what is the purpose of your rubbing of these totem murals?"

Sikong Du's brows furrowed, along the way, because of this woman, he originally had a good relationship with Sikong Xing, and he had a little bit of a bad feeling, because he didn't have a good impression of the female grandmaster.

It's just that Sikong Xing is very protective of Yu Hongyin as if he was enchanted, so he has never found a chance to attack.

"Hahaha, Hongyin, don't you know, these totem murals are not as simple as you think!"

While busy, Sikong Xing opened his mouth and laughed:

"On this, there is often a hidden way of manufacturing some ancient strange thing, casting methods, and even exercises! But only the relics accumulated by the Alliance, coupled with the collective wisdom of the Venerables, can it be deciphered bit by bit, even if ordinary people print it, they can only read it in the book of the sky, and it is useless!"

"I see!"

Yu Hongyin smiled at Yan Yan, looked at the two of them gently, and after a while, she walked out with a smile, not knowing which direction she went.

But Sikong Xing and Sikong Du didn't care to pay attention to her whereabouts, and constantly took out jade talismans one by one, splashing out a piece of clear light, which climbed on the stone wall, infiltrated in, and engraved all the totem murals.

"Okay, all the rubbings here have been completed, let's go to the next temple!"

This temple was all rubbed, and he put away the photoseal in his hand, and things went so smoothly that Sikong Xing was a little high-spirited, looked around, and said suspiciously:

"Huh, where did the red sound go?"

Sikong Du said coldly: "Elder Star, it is important to explore the ruins at this time, and that woman will ......"

Laugh at!

A dark blue sword blade suddenly poked out of the void, faster and more ruthless than thunder and lightning, and between the lightning and flint, it pierced into Sikong Du's chest!

"Ahh

Sensing this scene out of the corner of his eye, Sikong Xing's scalp exploded suddenly, and the innate qi on his body just burst out of the surface of his body-

Laugh at!

There was a pain in his chest, and the tip of Sensen's sword appeared from his chest, and a terrifying Sensen cold poison instantly erupted from the wound, freezing his blood, soul, and boiling innate qi in the blink of an eye!

Thump!

Sikong Xing and Sikong Du were like frozen puppets, stiffening and falling to the ground.

"Ho... Ho ho..."

Sikong Xing only felt that he was in a cold and icy hell for ten thousand years, tingling, numbness, and stiffness all over his body, and all kinds of tastes swept through his brain, and even his consciousness slowed down a little!

On the side, Xiu Wei was weaker than him, and the Sikong Du of the Primordial Qi Dao Grandmaster realm was no longer silent, and he didn't know if he was completely dead or unconscious.

"Damn it!What kind of poison?!!!!

Sikong Xing was extremely frightened in his heart, desperately opening his eyes wide and turning his neck, trying to see the identity of the attacker.

"Elder Sikong, what are you looking for?"

With the gentle words, the air rippled, and two figures were revealed.

"The... Damn it, you, you, you, you, and ......."

The chill spread all over his body, but he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Yu Xiantian stared indifferently at Sikong Xing, who was motionless, but his eyes were dull and unbelievable, and he didn't listen to his nonsense, and grabbed the two of them.

Across the sky, under the cover of the hidden heavenly clothes, no one noticed, and in a few breaths, Yu Wenji followed behind Yu Xiantian, landed on the palm altar in the sky, and sighed:

"Great Elder, I can't imagine that the combination of the Hidden Heavenly Clothes and the Cold Dragon Ancient Poison is so powerful that even a middle level grandmaster like Sikong Xing can hardly detect it, what a pity!"

"It's just something outside the body, so why bother?"

Yu Xiantian was expressionless, threw Sikong Xing and Sikong Du on the altar, and then nailed a stone nail into the chest of Sikong Xing and Sikong Du.

With the nailing of the stone nail, these two people also followed in the footsteps of Duan Hongbo, and with the strange sucking power of the stone nail and the altar, the stiff bodies of Sikong Xing and Sikong Du gradually dried up.

And the little heart in the stone lamp in the first section of the altar seemed to grow larger with a peculiar frequency, and the blood color was more intense, close to substance.

"It's a little bit closer, just a little bit!"

Yu Xiantian's gaze was fixed on the blood-colored heart, his face was distorted, and he roared in a low voice:

"Let's go! go get the rest of the people!"