After Wu Mian returned to the scope of the passage, the skinless man behind him wandered aimlessly in place as if he had lost his target. But it is impossible to enter the corridor, and there seems to be an invisible wall that divides the altar and the corridor into two sections.

"I thought you wished he died, I didn't think you could just say this little bastard" Haha, and when he spoke, he had already walked to the side of the chief manager.

Wu Mian looked at him coldly and said, "Die now, how can it be so cheap." Who's going to find out the way back?"

Gui Gui looked at Wu Mian with a grimace, and muttered in a low voice: "Hard mouth, you ......" When he spoke, he had already begun to lean down to check the injuries of the chief steward, and at this moment, Gui Bugui suddenly said "Huh?", and unintentionally found a piece of fragment that stuck to the chief steward when it burst. When he saw this fragment of terracotta figurines, the old man immediately abandoned the chief steward and turned his attention to the fragment.

Wu Mian noticed the change of not returning, he walked to the old guy's side, and saw a layer of bloody human skin stuck to the terracotta figurines in his hand. In the places that have not touched the human skin, there are some strange runes drawn.

Returning or not returning, the human skin inside was carefully peeled off, revealing the dense runes inside. He almost put his eyes on it, and after looking at it for a long time, the old guy grinned, sneered, and said to himself: "It's really a big deal, I didn't expect that it was only more than a hundred years, and the set of figurines burning talismans and burying the soul was completed." No wonder the old guy fought hard to be punished for you, and he also wanted to pull you into the pile of immortals" The old guy refers to Xu Fu, so the other person should be Guangren.

After muttering about whether to return or not, he handed the fragment of the terracotta figurines in his hand to Wu Mian and said, "Let's see it, this is the handwriting of Xu Fu's disciple." The inner walls of the terracotta figurines are all charms that gather souls. If my guess is correct, I put the living people inside the terracotta figurines, and then set them on fire outside, and burned them alive inside. The terracotta figurines sealed the grievances of these burned people, and the more time passed, the more domineering this grievance became, and now that's it, and in another 1,800 years, what will it be?"

Wu Mian was not very interested in this fragment of terracotta figurines, he just glanced at it casually, then threw the fragment back to the head manager, looked at it with his eyes and said, "Where is the formation you just said?

"I know that you pretended not to hear" Gui Wu pouted, he was not in a hurry to answer Wu Mian's question, but first tore off a piece of cloth from the head manager's body, wrapped the clay figurine fragments and put them in his arms. Only then did he stand up, gesture in the direction of the entrance to the altar, and said, "I counted about it just now, and there are no less than a thousand terracotta figurines in it." One of them is the formation guts, as long as the soul sealed in the living corpse is vented, this array will be broken."

After listening to the words of no return, Wu Mian walked to the entrance of the altar in a few steps, and took a few glances at the dense terracotta figurines inside. Then he turned back to the old guy and said, "Which one is the guts?"

"I don't know—"

Wu Mian's legs, which had already been raised and were about to step out of the Yongdao, were retracted, and he looked back at the eyes that could not return: "Are you entertaining me?" As he spoke, a hundred and ten arcs of electricity appeared on his body at the same time. In a split second, the inside of the corridor became as bright as day.

"I'm really not purple!" Seeing Wu Mian who was full of lightning, he was a little hairy if he didn't return, and his voice had already shouted. After he swallowed his saliva, he said in an extremely fast voice before Wu Mian made a move: "This formation has appeared for more than a hundred years, and at that time I was still wandering around the mountains every day. I don't even know the name of the formation, it's not easy to see so many. You are also from a Fang Shi background, and you should also know that only the person who arranges the formation can know where the formation is with such a formation. You said that these terracotta figurines are almost the same, how can I know which one? I am almost one hundred and fifteen years old before I become immortal, immortality is not that I can't die, my body and bones are almost one hundred and fifteen, I really can't stand you so suddenly-"

When he spoke, Wu Mian kept staring at him coldly. It wasn't until the old guy finished talking for a long time that Wu Mian let out a nasal voice: "Hmph......" Then he collected the arc on his body, and said in his signature tone: "We will settle this account after we go out."

After finishing speaking, Wu Mian turned back to the direction of the altar, looked at the several living corpses and dense pottery figurines wandering inside, and said, "The formation is among them, so if you vent their souls, this formation will be broken, right?"

When Wu Mian said the ordinary, he understood what he was doing when he didn't return, the old guy's face suddenly changed color, and he looked at Wu Mian's back and said, "In a few years, there will be absolutely no problem for you to do this." But it's a little early, or we go out first, and we know where it is anyway. It will be the same in a few years."

"Can I wait, can Guangren wait?" After saying a word, Wu Mian had already stepped into the altar. Then, a series of clay figurines burst into the altar again, and immediately after, a burst of electric arc light lit up inside the altar.

Whether to return or not, I can only stand at the entrance of Yongdao, watching Wu Mian's movements in the altar. He understood the meaning of Wu Mian's words, when he set up this Zhenguo altar, Guangren was involved, and with his knowledge, he could see a little bit of what Xu Fu was doing here. When Xu Fu was there, he was in the way of Dafang Shi and didn't dare to come over to check. After Xu Fu left, he, a Qin man, was afraid that trespassing would destroy the national fortunes of Great Qin. Now that Xu Fu is gone, Great Qin is dying, and there is no excuse to stop him. If you want to get what Xu Fu kept Wu Mian, you can only take advantage of it now.

At this time, Wu Mian was killing and slashing in the altar, and there was no more discipline. At first, he still found the right time to cut off the heads of the nearest living corpses with a dagger. But as living corpses kept jumping out of the cracked terracotta figurines, he slowly felt the strain.

The number of these terracotta figurines is too much, and it has exploded in a short time. Hundreds of living corpses rushed towards him like a tidal wave, and if he hadn't used the power of the electric arcs floating on the surface of his body several times to force the living corpses back, he might not have been able to support them now. As I said earlier, immortality does not mean that you cannot die.

Although the heads of living corpses were constantly being cut off, the arc on Wu Mian's body was still slowly dimming. It doesn't seem to be long before these arcs run out. At this time, there were still pottery figurines bursting open, and living corpses jumped out one by one, heading straight for Wu Mian's direction.

When he saw Wu Mian in danger, he couldn't help but reach out to untie the silk tied to his clothes. But when Wu Mian turned the corner, he reacted and tied the silk silk again. Once, in the middle, when Wu Mian was forced into a corner by hundreds of living corpses to avoid it, he completely untied the silk tape, lifted his clothes, and exposed the loose skin inside, and then reached out to touch the swollen bag the size of a pigeon's egg under his armpit. Just before he could make the next move, Wu Mian avoided the living corpses with an arc, opened a bloody path, and rushed out. At this time, he didn't react until he returned, and hurriedly got dressed again, as if even he himself was quite scruples about this lump under his armpit.

Finally, the arc on Wu Mian's body completely lost its light. Fortunately, taking advantage of this last arc, Wu Mian once again avoided the living corpse in front of him. He was about to retreat towards the corridor when he suddenly saw a clay figurine standing alone on the periphery of the altar. Now, except for this terracotta figurine, all the living corpses have appeared. Between the lightning and flint, Wu Mian seemed to have finally found the guiding light.

Unfortunately, time did not allow him to think too much, and the living corpses gathered around him again. And just as Wu Mian looked at the only pottery figurine, there were already living corpses blocking the way to the side of the road. In an instant, the living corpses around him rushed towards him again, and this time it was impossible for Wu Mian to escape from the arc, and he didn't have time to use the escape method for him.

Seeing that the living corpse like a tide was about to swallow Wu Mian. Wu Mian suddenly jumped up, used all the strength of his body, and threw the dagger in his hand at the only terracotta figurine position. Almost at the moment when the dagger was struck, a living corpse had already pulled him down, and then Wu Mian was drowned in hundreds of living corpses.

Wu Mian couldn't see the result of the dagger's shot, and just when he thought that he had no physiology this time, a loud noise suddenly came from the ear chakra: "Bang!"

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