"Poof!"

A knife cuts, and the blood flows like a pour.

Dark red blood fell into a white porcelain bowl.

The big that was caught struggled violently, but he couldn't break free from the calloused strong hands of the female bodyguard.

Han Yingzhen looked at the scene of killing chickens, felt a little dazzling, and panicked in her heart, but her face was quite calm.

On the other hand, Xu Anqi, a weak girl on the side, was shocked, her eyes were closed, and her curled eyelashes were trembling slightly.

As for Jiang Mingyan, who has always prided herself on being calm and mature, she has also recovered her girlish nature at this moment, her fingers are slightly clenched, and her eyes are wandering around, but she just doesn't want to go to the scene.

After a while, the big rooster that had finished bleeding was taken away, and the female bodyguard held a bowl of chicken blood in both hands and handed it to Han Yingzhen.

Han Yingzhen's hands trembled slightly, and she wanted to ask her two girlfriends to help, but looking at their appearance, she finally had to hold her breath and take it.

She held the porcelain bowl as if she were holding a hot potato, but she didn't dare to throw it down in a hurry, for fear of spilling the chicken blood inside, after all, this was the sacrifice needed for the ceremony.

Although she had prepared ten large cocks to prevent the ritual from failing, it was nice to be able to do it all at once.

The distance of just three meters is as long as light years, and Han Yingzhen felt like he had walked through the life of this chicken in a trance.

It wasn't until the blood sprinkling ritual was carried out and the remaining chicken blood was soaked in the white paper figure that Han Yingzhen realized that he had gone through the process that he had rehearsed countless times as expected.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a strong wind rose.

The two female bodyguards who were on guard nearby immediately took Han Yingzhen away from the table.

The other female bodyguards around them also raised their vigilance and protected Han Yingzhen's three daughters inside.

After Su Mo drank the milk tea, he said to the breeze next to him:

"Look at them."

The breeze should be.

Su Mo walked straight forward.

The wind that had risen on the side of the table had turned into a black wind, revolving wildly around the entire table, and countless sacrifices inside fell into it one by one, adding a touch of blood to the wind, as if some monster was about to come out.

Seeing that even the cement floor was blown out of countless broken marks by this strange wind, the female bodyguards were full of shock, and hurriedly took Han Yingzhen and the others to continue to retreat.

Until he retreated to a safe enough place, Han Yingzhen looked at Su Mo who was alone in the face of the huge wind, his little face was full of hidden worries, and he asked Qingfeng Dao Leader on the side:

"Dao Chief, can Brother Su deal with this monster?"

Qingfeng's expression was solemn, but when he heard this, he nodded in response:

"This monster should be at the Yellow Pages level, with Master Su's strength, it is not difficult to deal with."

Getting the answer he wanted, Han Yingzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously:

"What are the levels of weirdos?"

Qingfeng explained:

"According to the order from weak to strong, we divide the monsters into the novice level, the discouraged level, the white shirt level, the yellow pages level, the red clothes level, the black shadow level, etc., corresponding to the 1st to 6th levels of the cultivators, any weird, even if it is the nascent level, can cause great harm to ordinary people."

"And is this Yellow Pages class strong?"

Qingfeng said in a calm tone:

"It's not very strong, but it's very strong, and if a Yellow Pages class is not controlled after appearing, the entire city may even be destroyed by it."

Han Yingzhen frowned slightly:

"Then according to you, why does our world still seem so peaceful?"

"Because there are quite a few cultivators hunting for weird monsters,"

Qingfeng smiled and said:

"In addition to cultivators like us, there are also folk masters like Master Su, so the weird can't make any waves, just like the yellow pages in front of me, if it is put to the outside world, it will definitely cause great harm, and even the army is helpless against it, but in front of Master Su, it can only die obediently."

Seeing Qingfeng smiling and full of confidence, Jiang Mingyan couldn't help but interject:

"Have you ever beaten this Yellow Pages?"

The smile on Qingfeng's face immediately froze.

He coughed lightly twice and argued:

"I haven't been practicing for a long time, I'm only at the 2nd level now, and the Yellow Pages level is equivalent to the 4th level, if you let me deal with it, it's too difficult for a strong person. Moreover, before I came here today, I had no idea that the monster you summoned was so strong, let alone me, even if it was a demon slayer who often walked around the market, I would have to hate it on the spot when I encountered this Yellow Pages. ”

"The elder of the Daoist is about the same age as Su Mo, so why can people deal with it?"

Jiang Mingyan sent out a soul torture.

Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"You can't compare Master Su with his peers, like him, it's completely outside, he belongs to a rare genius in a thousand years, even my master has to perform a discipleship in front of him, there are absolutely very few people in this world who can have such strength at his age, and even I dare to conclude that there is no one in the entire Qinghu cultivation circle except for him! If you compare me to him, you're killing me. ”

When Han Yingzhen and Xu Anqi heard this, they were all amazed.

They didn't expect that Brother Su, who was delivering food all day long, would be so strong, and the eyes that looked at him for a while were full of admiration.

Jiang Mingyan crossed her arms, her lips pursed, and her expression was very complicated.

At this time, the fierce wind had also been completed, and the blood-stained storm suddenly shrank, with paper people as skeletons and sacrifices as flesh and blood, turning into a strange human form, surging momentum poured out from him, and suffocating coercion covered the entire warehouse.

He opened his mouth wide and was ready to let out a roar announcing his arrival.

Su Mo raised his right hand and clenched it violently.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the air, like thunder on the ground, shaking everyone's eardrums.

The blood-colored humanoid that opened its mouth to speak was pinched and exploded on the spot, and the turbulent air currents rapidly expanded in all directions, turning into an awe-inspiring wind howl, blowing everyone's hair upside down and their clothes rattling.

Su Mo slowly lowered his right hand, and the sunlight shining outside the window plated a layer of gold edges around his body, which was deeply engraved in the hearts of Han Yingzhen and others.

He turned around and said calmly:

"Next."

The atmosphere in the arena froze for a moment, and the female bodyguards who had recovered from the shock took action one after another.

Cleaning the scene or preparing the next ritual items.

Su Mo looked at the place where the yellow pages had disappeared, and there was a slight look of thought in his eyes.

Unfortunately, he received a total of two invitations today.

One is on Han Yingzhen's side, and the other is Zhang Xuanyang's side.

And he only has one chance to use the named order once a day.

This means that two invitations must be wasted.

Of course, if you want to follow the requirement of maximizing profits, it is best to arrange these two invitations to today and tomorrow.

However, Zhang Xuanyang's side is more urgent, and he can't move it this afternoon.

Although the game ceremony on Han Yingzhen's side is relatively free, Su Mo does not plan to postpone it until tomorrow, and even the named order is used by her.

Because these rituals are so special and spread so widely, people can be held elsewhere at any time and anywhere, and be swallowed up by the strangeness of the rituals.

The body of the Yellow Pages class just now was full of blood, and obviously, in just a few days, many more people died tragically under the hands of this strange man.

It is indeed necessary to deal with it as soon as possible, and for this reason, even if a named order is lost, Su Mo does not feel any pity.

The world of catastrophe is coming, so try to save as many as you can.

Seeing that Han Yingzhen's three daughters had gradually built the second ceremony, Su Mo stepped over.