Hu Gao heard Hu Hai's voice and looked at him. He saw Hu Hai at this moment, wearing a heavy dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair that seemed to be rebuilt.

At this time, Hu Gao was wearing a handsome mask on his face. Hu Gao also recognized the mask, and that mask was the one worn by the former emperor Yingzheng.

At this time, Hu Hai's demeanor was almost exactly the same as that of winning politics at that time. They were all lazy and tired, half-lying on the dragon chairs. The eyes that emerged through the mask were filled with disdain for the world.

When he first saw Hu Hai, Hu Gao almost thought that Yingzheng was alive again. But in the end, Hu Gao shook his head again. He instantly thought of what Hu Hai had done. threatens himself, and now he has no regard for the lives of tens of millions of people. At least, winning politics can't do this.

"This guy really thinks of himself as a winner!" Hu Gao shook his head with a disdainful smile. I just wanted to open my mouth and drink to Hu Hai. But at this moment, he shook violently, and the whole person seemed to be petrified, and he stayed in place and did not move. After a long time, he muttered, "You guy, do you really want to change your life?"

The expression of Miao Shoutu beside Hu Gao was even more frightened than Hu Gao's, his eyes had reached the limit, staring straight at one place. At the same time, his body was constantly trembling, and his mouth was so frightened that he couldn't open it, "Crazy, crazy, you're really crazy!" A small voice came out of his mouth, as if he couldn't speak out loud because of extreme horror.

At this time, Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu both realized that they were in an extremely strange and strange place.

This place is a huge altar. The altar was circular, nearly ten meters in diameter. Around the altar, there were men, women, and children in white robes.

The white robes worn by those teenagers were exactly the same as those on Zhao Gao's body. And those who are old, the style is not much different from Zhao Gao's, but the ornaments on them are much more gorgeous than Zhao Gao.

And they all have a staff in their hands that is exactly the same as Zhao Gao. The staff had a skull at the top, but a sharp blade at the end. In addition, inside the eye socket of the skull, there were two strange turquoise ghost fires burning.

The mouths of these people were full of words, and the notes that emanated from their mouths seemed to have strange powers. After Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu heard it, they only felt that their brains were a little swollen and dizzy. Both of them felt as if their souls were about to be stripped from them.

Even when they saw in front of their eyes, there seemed to be a small whirlpool, and they were about to be pulled into it.

These people also radiate a holy white glow. However, although this holy white light looked holy, when it was enveloped in their bodies, Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu only felt that there was an indescribable cold aura enveloping them.

And in the middle of these people is the dean of the Crazy Dragon Martial Academy, Miao Shoutu's grandfather - Miao Duoluo!

He sat cross-legged in the center of the great circular altar, his body bowed, his hands pressed against the altar. Blood flowed from his hands that were pressed on the altar.

The wrists of both of his hands were cut open. Blood flowed from the wound. I don't know how much blood there was on Myodora's body, but the blood that flowed from his wound had already stained the entire round altar with a blood-red color.

And Mündoro, though trembling and pale, did not fall. He seemed to grit his teeth and hold on, or he was trying harder to squeeze out the little blood that was left in his body and flow into the altar.

The altar was pitch black, and I don't know what stone it was made of. And the notch on it is actually not too deep, its depth is only about a centimeter. So if you don't look closely, there's no way to see exactly what the nick is.

Now, however, the marks were stained a dark red color by blood, and they could be seen by everyone.

It was a totem, a flaming phoenix that was bathing in flames. Whether it was the phoenix or the flame, they were all carved with extraordinary finesse. The tiny forks on each feather of the phoenix were perfectly displayed by the carver, and the flame was carved in a strange way, making the flame seem to be constantly beating.

If this totem is dyed red, even if all the blood in a person's body is drained, it is absolutely impossible to completely dye it red. But Myndoro really dyed him red. No one knows where there is so much blood in his body.

And this qiē is not what shocked Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu.

What shocked them, felt terrified, and felt that Hu Hai had gone mad was a stone bed on top of the altar. No, it should be the person who is sleeping on the stone bed at this time.

That person is Fusu!

Hu Gao had already heard that Fusu had given his life to seal the Elder of the Heavenly Radiance in the void. He also knew that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Hu Hai sent a large number of people to find Fusu's body.

At that moment, Hu Gao just thought that Hu Hai wanted to find Fusu's body and give him a beautiful burial. Although it is true that there has been no movement since then. But Hu Gao never imagined that Fusu's body would become so miserable after it was found.

Yes, it's really miserable.

Fusu is dead, and he is indeed dead. Even if Hu Gao didn't see him die with his own eyes, even if Fusu on the stone bed was now staring wide-eyed, Hu Gao was sure that he was dead.

Because there is no anger in his body. The feeling he gave Hu Gao was the same feeling that those undead weirdos gave him. Although it can move, it's just someone else's marionette, and it's completely dead!

Fusu's eyes were at the limit, as if he was in great pain. And at this moment, Hu Gao can actually understand his pain!

The white light that emerged from the white-robed people who were constantly 'chanting' around them formed a line of light. The light seemed to be alive, floating like a snake in the sky. Eventually, the rays of light entered Fusu's body completely.

The rays of light were like parasites, constantly burrowing into Fusu's body. Every time those rays of light flickered, you could see Fusu tremble heavily.

However, what really made Hu Gao feel the pain of Fusu was not this. And those rays that connect to Fusu's brain! Those rays are really connected to Fusu's brain.

Because at this time, the Heavenly Spirit Cover on Fusu's head was removed. His brain was directly exposed to air. Disgusting rays of light pierced his brain. Every time the light flickered, a streamer of light could be clearly seen on Fusu's brain following the veins of his brain.

Hu Gao trembled, and his face became extremely pale. He can clearly feel the heart-wrenching pain when his brain is opened.

And at this time, Fusu's mouth kept opening and closing, and a soft murmur came out of Fusu's stiff mouth. The tone is painful and mechanical.

Hu Gao straightened his ears, and finally stripped Fusu's voice out of the murmurs of those white-robed people. The voice was clearly saying, "Kill me, kill me!"

Slowly, Hu Gao's eyes narrowed slowly. His brow furrowed. By the end, his brow had changed to the word 'Chuan'. And in his eyes, it seemed that sparks were about to burst.

On his temples, the muscles were bruised. His cheeks were on the verge of protruding. His fists were clenched tightly. Hu Wushuang's carefully trimmed short flat nails had pierced into his flesh, and blood fell to the ground along Hu Gao's palms. But he didn't feel it at all.

All he could think of was Fusu's painful expression, and his ears were just constantly echoing with Fusu's murmuring at this time, "Kill me, kill me!"

Suddenly, Hu Gao raised his head and stared at Hu Hai.

"Shhhhhhh At the same time, a pressure fell on Hu Gao's body, leaving him unable to speak or move.

Miao Shoutu also felt this pressure, and his face changed greatly. He looked at Hu Hai, but he only felt that there was an illusion in front of him. Hu Hai was so powerful that he couldn't even see it clearly. This feeling of watching the gods made Hu Hai's heart beat wildly.

"Zhao Gao, you brought them here!" After stopping Hu Gao, Hu Hai turned his head to look at Zhao Gao beside Hu Gao and beckoned to him, "Not bad, it's really heartfelt, I know that this ancestor worship ceremony doesn't have to wait until August 15 for the full moon night!"

"You must stop Your Majesty!" Zhao Gao first bowed to Hu Hai, and when he bowed, he turned his head and whispered to Hu Gao, and when the murmur fell, he quickly returned to Hu Hai's side, standing respectfully, not daring to speak.

"How!" Hu Hai raised his hand, pointed to Fusu on the stone bed of the altar, and said with a smile, "I use the power of the ancestor worship ceremony to cooperate with the chaotic qi of heaven and earth. Wake up the Seven Emperors, and resurrect them against the sky. Hu Gao, are you satisfied?"

"As a disciple of the Seventh Brother Holy Land, he will destroy the people of the Five Holy Lands in turn. Haha, that's good!" Hu Hai shook his robe and laughed loudly.