After the hemp pole killed someone, his eyes turned from pitch black to blood-red, and he sat on the ground with his butt holding the stove, constantly smirking and drooling, muttering that he had made a fortune and that it was all mine, so much.

Before he could put down the stove, a golden whip was suddenly wrapped around his neck, and pulled back from behind like a wild boar, and the face of the hemp pole soon rose to the ground like a purple-skinned eggplant.

People have a desire to survive at the moment of dying, and this hemp rod keeps digging up the golden whip like crazy, trying to struggle forward and escape.

It's just that the bandit behind him is obviously wide and fat, and when he saw that he wanted to escape, the strength in his hand increased by fifty percent, and he actually strangled his neck alive.

The fat bandit didn't have long to be arrogant, and soon someone stabbed him in the heart with a waist bell, and the bell actually ripped out his heart alive, and blood was splashed all over the ground.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and things like this are staged everywhere on the altar, Yue Guanchao feels that these people have completely annihilated human nature, and only the beast nature of the weak and the strong is left!

"you, you haven't made any money yet, so you're thinking about fighting in the nest."

"Hurry up and stop Lao Tzu, whoever dares to attack his own people again, I will beat him thirty kills."

"I'll be punished, and I'll be punished."

Tang Dianrong realized that he should also realize that his bandits had made a mistake, and he kept waving his leather whip, trying to wake up these bandits.

It's just that all this is in vain, and the bandits seem to have been blinded by the treasure, and they no longer listen to anyone's words, but blindly snatch the gold and kill each other.

When the bandit leader saw this, he already felt that the altar was doing something strange, and the fear in his eyes became more and more serious, and he pulled out his pistol and fired it, killing all the living bandits in the altar.

"His grandmother's, what the hell is this altar, such an evil sect!"

After the scene just now, Tang Dianrong still wanted to swallow the treasure, but he had to take care of the strangeness in the altar, lest the gold artifact be lost before he got it.

"Chief Tang, it's also that we are too reckless, we only care about the treasure, I didn't expect the altar to be weird, it's better to let this little beast collect the treasure for us."

At this moment, Yue Guanchao regretted that he didn't kill this old demon woman at that time, her idea was obviously to push him into the fire pit, and now that he was under the control of others, I am afraid that he would not even have the right to refuse.

"Brother Yue, please, you can run again and take out the treasure for us."

Tang Dianrong made a gesture of please, and his momentum was unrelenting, if he didn't go, Ah Ying might really have three long and two short.

Yue Guanchao stabilized his mind and stepped into the altar cautiously, he cursed Wu Yueniang thousands of times in his heart, and reluctantly picked up the tiger talisman pendant on the bearded man's hand.

He wanted to return the pendant to its original owner, but he didn't expect that the moment he touched the eye of the witch god, the eye seemed to be pierced into a steel needle and became extremely painful.

Then, the cry of grief from the statue shook his ears even more, and it seemed that onions were sticking around his eyes, and he kept shedding tears.

"Oh no, I'm not going to be as vicious as a bandit."

Yue Guanchao really didn't know the bottom in his heart, he kept resisting the crying in his ears, Rao was like this, he still couldn't stop this huge sorrow, he felt like a person who drowned in a deep pool, constantly falling towards the depths of his thoughts.

When!

The heavens and the earth sounded the bell of Dalu, Yue Guanchao's body was no longer controllable, his mind became dizzy, and he was crumbling and completely fainted.

Song Siyuan and Lu Fengjian saw Yue Guanchao fall under the tree, and they had already planned to enter the altar to save him, Utuman hurriedly grabbed the two of them at the moment of emergency, and said with a chatter:

"Housheng, you must not go over, he is okay alone, what if you kill each other again in the past, you relax, since this altar is discovered by Housheng, maybe he can turn evil into good fortune, we can only watch the fire from the other side, don't participate easily."

Utuman looked at Yue Guanchao, and could only pray that he was not affected by the altar, and if he really turned into a monster that killed people without blinking, they would all be buried here.

Tang Dianrong and Wu Yueniang didn't believe much in the words of the old man Wutuman, but how strange the altar was They saw it with their own eyes, and seeing that Yue Guanchao was unconscious, they could only wait on the sidelines, and they didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, Yue Guanchao felt the darkness in front of him weaken a little, and then was completely awakened by a strong light.

He tentatively opened his eyes gradually, the blinding white light made him rub his eyes constantly, and only then did he have a chance to look around.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

He remembered standing in the altar when he was in a completely unfamiliar place.

Here there is no distinction between heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are not visible, the day and night are uncertain, the boundless sea of clouds is churning in the distance, and the mist fills the feet, leaving only a six-meter-square stone platform faintly visible.

"You must be wondering, where is this? Is that right? ”

Yue Guanchao was curious about where he was, and the sudden gentle voice behind him made him can't help but turn his head to take a closer look.

Ooh~

This woman is slender, charming and bright, the wide-sleeved dress on her body is as red as blood, the skirt and gauze sway slightly with the breeze, the eyes are flowing horizontally, and the smart smoke at the end of the eyes seems to gather the fireworks in the world.

Hotaru!

No, it's not Hotaru, her eyes are precipitated with the sophistication and endless years that Hotaru doesn't have.

At this moment, Yue Guanchao automatically popped up a name in his mind: Wu Beimi!

"You... Are you the last high priest of the Sushen clan, Wu Beimi? ”

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