Darkness reigns over the Altar of the Underground.

Fear seems to take over everyone's hearts.

total solar eclipse

The last piece of the puzzle to restart the sacrifice is a puzzle that is destined to shatter!

This is the result of my hexagram yesterday.

The hexagram I calculated was not related to my good fortune, only the judgment of this sacrifice at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Fail!

At first, I was surprised.

Why was the sacrifice doomed to fail at the end of the Ming Dynasty? Wei Zhongxian's preparation was foolproof, and even, after he took my Night Dzi, he had a double guarantee, even if I made a move, I might not have absolute confidence to stop this sacrifice.

Today, I understand.

The failure of the sacrifice depends on four words...... Destiny is hard to disobey!

Heaven will not let this sacrifice succeed!

Ding Dong –

The night dzi on the altar seemed to be blown to the ground by a demonic wind.

Wei Zhongxian still looked up at the sky in horror, he gasped violently, and his hands were trembling.

"Director Wei! What's the situation!? ”

"Tengu Eclipse Day! Why didn't we calculate such visions beforehand? ”

"Strange! It's so weird! My best skill is stargazing and divination, but I stargazed yesterday, and at noon today, it is obviously the time when the yang power is the most vigorous, and there will be no total solar eclipse at all! ”

Soon, many shocked feng shui masters were puzzled.

And not only them.

Whether it was the woman in red or Qian Laosan, they were all shocked by the eclipse......

At this moment, Wei Zhongxian was the first to come back to his senses, and he shouted: "No!! ”

He immediately picked up the dzi on the ground.

Swallow this dzi too!

He shouted, "Give it to me...... Restart the festival! I want 400 years to live! God help me!! ”

But the despair of darkness reappeared.

The ghost gate appeared again, and the souls brought by Chen Wei seemed to have received some kind of power to help, and they broke free from the shackles of the sacrifice and went towards the ghost gate!

"Quick! Stop the sacrifices from escaping! If the sacrifices are scattered, the general trend will go! ”

Wei Zhongxian shouted in panic.

The shocking feng shui masters he had brought with him immediately rushed towards the center of the altar.

They want to use their means to stop the souls.

However, these feng shui masters, in an instant, vomited blood and were seriously injured!

With the blessing of darkness, the sacrifice of the dead soul is not controlled by the puppets at all, let alone by the feng shui masters!

And that's not even counting the four hundred years of dead children who were originally trapped here, and they also entered the altar from the ground.

They also entered the ghost gate.

When the ghost gate was closed again, all the souls of the dead were overrun.

I looked at the dead children and muttered, "It's been 400 years, it's time to end ......"

Poof-

When the sacrifice left, Wei Zhongxian was hit hard.

He spat out a mouthful of blood!

Blood stained the underground altar red, and his body instantly seemed to be drained of all his strength, and his back was weakly bent.

This sacrifice at the end of the Ming Dynasty ......

Utterly, declared a failure!

"Why? Why! You lied to me! You lied to me! ”

Wei Zhongxian suddenly shouted: "Obviously, the good sacrifice can be accomplished, why is there a total solar eclipse!" You can't fail to count that! ”

Who is the "you" in his mouth?

Undoubtedly, it is the planner of the game of eternal life.

Thundered!

At the next moment when the sacrifice failed, the countless doorways in the surrounding walls suddenly collapsed! The way out is blocked by a falling boulder!

At the same time, the entire ground began to shake, and the underground altar began to crumble!

The altar is going to be destroyed!

"That's what you're for! You're going to kill me! You will destroy my mouth! ”

Wei Zhongxian also suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly.

I stand on an underground altar that is about to collapse completely.

I finally understood the intention of the layouter.

Wei Zhongxian is the only person who knows the identity of the arranger, and is the only loophole in the Immortal Bureau.

The best way to solve this loophole is not to make him powerful.

Instead, he killed him.

Only the dead can shut up forever.

This sacrifice at the end of the Ming Dynasty, in the arranger's place, is a conspiracy to kill people and destroy mouths.

Let Wei Zhongxian's loophole die.

At the same time, it also kills those of us who find "loopholes".

Seamless.

Interlocking.

Wei Zhongxian's calculations deceived everyone, and the planners of the Immortal Bureau took Wei Zhongxian to death.

This 9,000-year-old Ming Dynasty is like a puppet playing with random in the hands of the layoutman.

"Quick! Run! The underground altar is going to collapse! ”

There was a frightened feng shui master shouting.

Several people immediately fled towards the doorway.

But the ruthless falling rocks instantly crushed them into pulp.

"Director Wei, what should I do! The hole in the sky was sealed, the door was sealed, and even the secret passage was blocked! We're waiting, we're going to die at the bottom of this altar! ”

There was a frightened feng shui master who asked Wei Zhongxian for help.

After the failure of the sacrifice, Wei Zhongxian had already had the will to die, he looked around with a dead face, and said: "Wait for death, I and everyone will be buried here." ”

"Nope! I don't want to die! ”

"Director Wei, you can't do this, you brought us here, you said that you want to lead us to a shocking high position, now not only has the sacrifice not succeeded, why do you want to die here!"

"Yes! I have been an academic for decades, and I have died in this wilderness, and I am unwilling! ”

The shocking feng shui masters shouted one after another.

Under this change, everyone's grievances are no longer important.

The woman in red, Qian Laosan...... Either they were dead or half-cut into the ground, but they were calmer, frowning and thinking about a way to escape.

But the dim altar, the constantly collapsing underground, everyone is buried here, but it is only a matter of time.

"Noise!"

Wei Zhongxian shouted loudly to stop everyone's panic.

It was then that I walked towards the center of the altar.

Under Wei Zhongxian's gaze,

I asked the ultimate purpose: "The coffin of the Empress Dowager of the West, the layout of the sacrifice at the end of the Ming Dynasty...... Who the hell is it? ”