The night was as thick as ink.

The long street covered with stone slabs is bustling with people.

Many strange creatures of different shapes and figures marched towards the front.

They either played sonata instruments or sang ritual songs, and their tones sounded strange and harsh to ordinary people.

But in the midst of this chaotic magic sound, there are bursts of crisp and distant bells:

"Jingle bell!"

"Jingle bell!"

Pulling his gaze closer, he saw that in the countless walking monsters, there was a strange empty ring in the middle.

Inside the ring, Su Mo strode forward, shaking the worship bell in his hand from time to time, and the crisp bell kept coming out of it, swinging far away in all directions.

Behind him, there were twelve talismans guarded by Yao Wenkai and others, and as they marched, they looked at the strange things around them with vigilant faces.

From time to time, those strange monsters showed fierce faces, salivating at them, as if they would pounce on them in the next second to start hunting.

However, every time they are about to move, those crisp bells will fall into their ears.

For a moment, it was as if the monsters had forgotten their purpose, their faces glazed over, and they were back in the role of the festival.

It wasn't until soon after that it got out of the ringtone again, and so on.

Su Mo looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little emotional.

He was ready to fight all the way.

Anyway, with the air barrier and the spirit barrier as support, no matter how many monsters there are, it is impossible to break through their ranks.

At most, it is troublesome and laborious along the way, and safety can still be guaranteed.

But what he never expected was that this god worship bell actually had the ability to bewitch, and to a certain extent, it could even affect the cognition of the monsters.

So much so that now he is mixed in the group of weird monsters, and he has not been attacked by the fierce attack he imagined at all.

From this, Su Mo also thought of more.

As a traditional festival in Chenjia Village, the Saturnalia Festival is led by three major families, so theoretically speaking, there will be no villagers who deliberately do not participate in the festival.

But now with the worship bell, the minimum guarantee can be made.

Even if there are really villagers like Liu Ruoyu who discovered the abnormality of the village and did not plan to participate in the festival.

Under the influence of the worship bell, they are also likely to unconsciously join in.

This bell is really amazing, and I don't know who left it.

Referring to the worship bell, Su Mo wanted to know the whereabouts of the remaining two sacrificial vessels.

Yes, there are three sacrificial vessels for the Saturnalia sacrifice, which are the worship bell, the altar furnace and the holy lord.

They are each in the hands of the Han family, the Liu family and the Chen family, and they are the biggest foundation for these three families to firmly control the entire Chen family village.

The Han family's classics do not have much record of the origin of the sacrificial vessels, only that these three sacrificial vessels are all related to the blessing of the god of agriculture.

In this case, it is likely that they were all given by the god of agriculture.

If these three are all top-level magic weapons.

Then the god of agriculture at least has the strength of the mage realm.

After all these years, it's hard to say how much is left.

But if you want to plan the god of agriculture and solve the catastrophe here, you must first find it.

As soon as he thought of this, the worship bell in Su Mo's hand shook even more happily.

……

"Damn! Are you planning to attack me a long time ago?! ”

Zheng Changwei, who had three studs on his left ear, looked at Chen Shuo and the prison cow not far away, with a look of resentment on his face.

Around them, there were dead cultivators all over the ground, as well as several strange wrecks.

Chen Shuo swallowed a healing pill and said with a cold expression:

"If you hadn't deliberately removed the guards, how could those monsters have found us?

For the sake of a broken high-level magic weapon, it can sell everyone around it.

If you want to be ruthless, I'm not as good as you. ”

The prisoner looked at the two of them, and said with a slightly mocking look in his eyes:

"If you want me to say, don't be so grandiose.

There is only one high-level magic weapon, and even if it is broken, the power is still beyond imagination.

These treasures cannot be divided equally, but can only fall into someone's hands.

Then it is natural to strike first.

In this era, there is a resurgence of aura, and one step ahead can take advantage of the myriad benefits.

A broken high-level magic weapon, not to mention just these scattered cultivators.

Even if the real 6th order stands in front of me, I still have to fight! ”

Zheng Changwei seemed to have regained his composure.

He held a black treasure flag with slightly broken edges, and said to Chen Shuo and the others:

"Now that the magic weapon is in my hand, I admit that with my current strength after being seriously injured, it will be difficult to keep it.

But if I try my best, I won't be able to hurt one of you at all.

Then the remaining one will sit and eat the fisherman's profits.

Who will be the fisherman? ”

Faced with this extremely obvious discordant words, Chen Shuo sneered disdainfully.

Turning to the prison cow on the other side, he said:

"This person is not telling the truth, even his teammates are pitted, and the inferiority of his character can be seen.

In my opinion, let's work together to kill him first, and then distribute the treasure flags. ”

The prisoner bull crossed his arms, smiled and nodded:

"I agree with this approach, we can't let this guy be the last fisherman."

Seeing that the two of them joined forces on the spot, they were ready to attack.

Zheng Changwei's eyes suddenly became extremely frightened.

He hurriedly raised the treasure flag, and shouted in a sharp voice:

"I don't want this magic weapon anymore, whoever of you wants can take it!"

As he spoke, he threw the banner to the right, but he himself jumped towards the gate on the left, and fled.

"Where to go?!"

Chen Shuo let out a loud shout and immediately chased after the other party, his hand flashing with spiritual light.

Seeing this, Zheng Changwei was immediately shocked and angry, and shouted urgently:

"Are you sick when you step on a horse, and you still chase me when labor and management hand over the magic weapons?!"

"In my opinion, it's important to get a magic weapon, but it's even more important to kill you! Pick up! ”

The aura in Chen Shuo's hand turned into a sharp blade and slashed down on the spot.

Even though Zheng Changwei had tried his best to resist, he had already suffered heavy losses in the previous battle.

At this moment, he hurriedly took the big move, but he couldn't catch it completely, and was slashed into his chest by the sharp blade from top to bottom on the spot.

When the blood was splashed, Zheng Changwei's face was filled with resentment:

“…… I hate! ”

Accompanied by the corpse falling to the ground.

A black banner emerges.

Chen Shuo picked up the treasure flag and swept it out without looking back.

At the same time, the prisoner cow, who was overjoyed when he got the treasure flag behind him, suddenly saw the magic weapon in his hand turn into a point of light and disperse.

He glanced at Chen Shuo, who had fled away, and was immediately extremely angry:

"How dare you fool me?! Look for death!! ”

The captive ox swept up and chased forward at great speed.

……

It's getting late.

On a long street paved with bluestone slabs.

It's like a faint demonic atmosphere.

In the demonic atmosphere, a figure swept forward.

It was Song Ruyuan, who was covered in blood.

There was a touch of blue on his face, and there was even more chagrin in his eyes.

Previously, he followed the guidance of the treasure and found Xue Lansu.

Before she could meet her, she saw another self approaching her.

Song Ruyuan reacted instantly, it must be his mirror image.

In order to prevent Xue Lansu from being bullied, he hurriedly launched a culling of the mirror man.

However, just as he was about to deal with the mirror man.

He was attacked by "Xue Lansu".

Only then did he suddenly realize that it was not only the other self who was a mirror person.

The Xue Lansu seen in front of him is also a mirror person.

The two mirrors actually teamed up to design themselves.

Sensing this, Song Ruyuan was furious like never before.

However, Xue Lansu's sneak attack was beyond imagination.

It was mixed with unknown toxins, and it was difficult to get rid of it even after he took the detoxification pill.

Seeing that his state is declining, it is difficult to deal with the joint efforts of the two mirror people.

He had to flee elsewhere.

Although this made Song Ruyuan feel very aggrieved, there was no better way at the moment.

And what worries him very much is that the mirror man is more cunning than he imagined.

The other party not only knows how to join forces, but also knows the targeted traps.

And the aura on their bodies is almost exactly the same as that of the deity.

This means that the combined treasures are completely useless.

It can even be counterproductive and misleading to them.

Now it's been designed on his side.

If there is no way to send the news to Su Mo and Xue Lansu in time.

Maybe even they will fall into the trap together.

Thinking of this, Song Ruyuan's heart couldn't stop sinking.

"Whew!"

An arrow of spiritual light suddenly pierced through.

Song Ruyuan avoided the arrows dangerously and dangerously.

Sensing the blood marks on his face, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and he had an even more bad premonition about his state.

In order to avoid further problems in the future, he no longer hesitated, and took out the True Source Pill given by Xue Lansu at the beginning, and took it down.

With the help of the extremely violent medicinal power, he did not launch a counterattack against the two mirror figures who were chasing after him, but instead fled forward more and more quickly, quickly pulling away the distance.

However, he had not been far away when he saw a familiar figure rushing in front of him.

After Song Ruyuan and Chen Shuo saw each other, their faces were slightly stunned.

Chen Shuo naturally knew the high-ranking acting director of the Civil Security Bureau.

And Song Ruyuan has also seen the portrait of Chen Shuo after his disappearance.

At this moment, seeing that the injuries on the other party's body were real, Song Ruyuan immediately understood that this was a collision with the subordinate Xue Lansu wanted to find.

At that moment, regardless of the joy on Chen Shuo's face, he hurriedly whispered:

"There is a strong enemy behind you, don't resist, I'll take you away!"

Chen Shuo suddenly changed color, but he was obedient and did not resist, allowing Song Ruyuan to grab his arm and take him to jump in the direction he came.

And soon, Song Ruyuan took Chen Shuo to meet the prison cow who was chasing and killing.

As soon as the prison bull bumped into Song Ruyuan, who was full of momentum, the whole person suddenly stopped his pace, and the muscles on his face writhed wildly, terrified to the extreme.

But in addition to being shocked, he did not forget to take a defensive posture, even if his defense was completely worthless to such a strong person, he still held on to one in ten thousand hopes, trying to block the first wave of attacks.

However, the expected terrible attack did not come, and the other party did not even look at him, like a gust of wind, straight past him.

The prisoner Niu was stunned on the spot, and he was a little confused for a while.

And by the time he could react, two expressionless 6th-order mirror figures in the distance had already rushed closer.

The newly recovered mind of the prison cow sank sharply again.

However, this time, the two mirror mirrors did not stay like Song Ruyuan.

Xue Lansu's mirror image man held a pitch-black dagger and slashed past him.

The thick aura shield was easily sliced open, and the dagger left a half-finger-deep wound on his body.

The prisoner opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the whole person suddenly turned blue and fell to the ground.

Soon, all that remained on the ground was a foul-smelling slime that could not be seen clearly.

Meanwhile.

Song Ruyuan, who was escaping forward, suddenly stopped.

He looked at the two dark shadow-level monsters wandering in the courtyard of Liu's house, and his face was extremely pale:

"Didn't you say it's safe here?"

"It's really safe here."

Chen Shuo stammered and explained:

"But I didn't expect you to run so deep, and I've never been here."

"You didn't say it sooner!"

Looking at the black shadow level that roared and rushed towards him, Song Ruyuan was almost stunned.

While taking Chen Shuo to dodge, he was looking for a way to escape.

However, before a suitable path could be found here, the two mirror figures who were chasing after each other ran over.

Seeing that the situation on the field has fallen into the most unfavorable situation.

Song Ruyuan put Chen Shuo down and said with a sigh:

"I was going to find a safe place to survive this wave and find a way to unravel the toxins.

Now it seems that he has to fight hard.

I don't know if I'll be able to suppress the toxins in my body after killing these guys.

If I die here, don't say I'm poisoned when you get out.

I can't afford to lose that person.

You just tell others, I am dealing with four people of the same rank, fighting to the death.

Anyway, it can give me some face. ”

"Song Bureau, this hasn't been fought yet, what are you going to do?"

Chen Shuo hurriedly said:

"And we don't necessarily have to lose.

I just got a high-level magic weapon here, and I might be able to use it for you! ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly handed over the black treasure flag.

Song Ruyuan smiled bitterly and said:

"What kind of thing am I missing?"

As he spoke, he took out the red oven.

The surging spiritual power suddenly turned into a raging fire, violently igniting the small oven.

Invisible smoke immediately diffused from the furnace and quickly dispersed in all directions.

In an instant, whether it was the two dark shadow-level monsters or the two mirror figures chasing after them on the other side, they all seemed to be drunk, and their expressions were in a trance for a moment.

And the closer you get, the worse the trance becomes.

Song Ruyuan didn't pay attention to the monsters that were closer, but instead turned his spiritual power into a war knife and fiercely slashed at Xue Lansu's mirror person.

Because of the interference of the flue gas of the oven, and the current strength of the mirror person, it is completely inferior to Song Ruyuan, who broke out by taking medicine.

In an instant, he was cut off on the spot, and he couldn't even make a decent defense.

However, after killing Xue Lansu's mirror man, the green aura on Song Ruyuan's face became even deeper.

"Next!"

Seeing that the other mirror person wanted to, Song Ruyuan urged the oven again, and the surging smoke wanted to envelop his whole person.

With an unwilling scream, Song Ruyuan cut off his head with a knife.

He endured the dizziness in his mind and looked at the remaining two Dark Shadow Level, who were not smart enough.

"It's your turn next!"

However, just as Song Ruyuan made a move, a loud shout suddenly came from afar:

"Old Song! Leave a trick under the knife! ”

(End of chapter)