Bai Ning will become a lonely ghost wandering the heavens and the earth, trapped forever, and will never move.

In the face of such anger, Bai Ning still picked out a disdainful mocking smile with the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, it is an old antique that I don't know how many years behind, this kind of method that can only deceive the foolish people, at that moment, how can it be a countertop method that can be used?

Attack the brain, fool and enslave.

These methods, which were once invincible here, were used on Bai Ning's body, but they were as offensive as the breeze blowing on his face.

Bai Ning's taunt seemed to arouse the anger of a higher-level existence, and a feeling similar to a mental concussion came horizontally, causing a burst of tinnitus in Bai Ning's mind.

I have already learned the corresponding methods in the fantasy space before, but now that I experience it again, I can't give birth to too much shock.

If this higher level existed and only had this kind of similar means, Bai Ning felt a little bored.

Anyway, it is also the existence of the god altar, how can it look like a bluffing magic stick, through some psychological hints and suppression, to show his means of reaching heaven?

From this point of view, the methods of manipulating blood slaves are too thin and tedious.

Take advantage of the shallowness of the slave's knowledge, create panic through some manipulation methods that cannot be quickly understood, and then use panicked emotions to guide behavioral choices.

After all, it is just a paper tiger, and there is no other physical attack to conquer and suppress it, except for the bluffing and manipulation of some shady means.

This is a natural disadvantage formed under the long-term pampering, and it is also an inevitable disadvantage for the sake of long-distance pretending to be a ghost.

It's a pity that those beings who can inflict substantial physical damage, such as mantis people and armored samurai, can't appear here because of the key to imperfect mechanics.

The natural loopholes that remain in arrogance are so obvious at this moment!

The offensive and defensive momentum was also flipped so completely at this moment.

Walking a few steps slowly, Bai Ning came to the altar without hurrying, picked up a plate-shaped vessel that seemed to be an offering sacrifice, and then slammed it on the ground.

Blasphemy!

A slight and clever movement has already revealed the ambition and anger in Bai Ning's heart to the extreme.

This kind of careless action, this sense of absolute overriding presented by the posture of a superior person, seems to stimulate the higher-level existence here from some kind of origin mechanism.

A sense of concussion like Mount Tai is surging, and between chest tightness and shortness of breath, there is a sense of crisis that the internal organs are about to be shattered.

Holding on to this coercion, Bai Ning took a deep breath, and there was only extreme stretching and pleasure in his chest.

The so-called suppression of all coercion is nothing more than some mental level of visual stimulation and some uncomfortable sensations reflected in the nerve endings.

A weak man who is fierce and introverted, a loser who is full of anger but has nowhere to vent.

Is this the kind of existence that has dominated countless enslaved souls here for countless years in the past?

With a casual smile, Bai Ning waved his hand and knocked down more cups and plates, and the sound of collision seemed to be the sorrow and wailing of the higher-level existence here.

In the face of a higher-level existence that is destined to be invincible and helpless, it seems that it has completely given up.

Or, because of the frenzied agitation on the mechanics, its core, which has been rotten for thousands of years, is slowly disintegrating.

The end of the one who is on high is coming.

This journey of destruction, thousands of years overdue, is now being played out with great clarity.

staged silently, as silently decayed as many years ago.

Dropping a few cups of objects sounded the doomsday death knell of the lingering existence here, and the result was as boring as ever.

It's a good resting place, but it's just the scraps of chickens and dogs.

All the glory of the past was destroyed in the final clan conflict, and the remaining empty place was just the broken obsession of some floating shadows.

Some are still arrogant and arrogant in the glory of the past, some are washed away in the long river of history, and some are destined to not stand tall in the new era.

The former ruler of this place is dead, and here and now, it seems, is truly a pile of ruins, a collection of stones that are no longer worth or important.

So, what is the purpose of coming here?

All the secrets here have finally dissipated with the arrogant soul, who can help him interpret it, and what is the meaning of everything that exists here?

Standing in this place, where Baoshan might be, Bai Ning felt an unprecedented bewilderment.

Without an understanding of the past, what can you gain by entering here rashly?

A powerful sense of confusion came surgingly, washing over Bai Ning's heart, which no longer seemed to be firm.

Is it back again?

pretending to be dead is just to pave the way for a higher level of mood relaxation.

In such a contest with each other, Bai Ning was already surprised, as if he suddenly looked back, and glanced coldly at the existence here.

It was like a tacit termination, and the abnormal emotions that stirred in the depths of Bai Ning's consciousness receded like a tide.

The remaining empty state of mind is like the loneliness and coldness after a lively banquet has dispersed.

An inexplicable overall perception is like a precursor to another surging of abnormal emotions, a repeated reincarnation routine with no novelty at all.

The level of tenacity of the higher level beings here is obviously not comparable to that of some broken beings.

It is no exaggeration to say that it has been able to survive here for thousands of years, and this is the capital that has been able to continue to hold on here.

Glancing around, this sacrificial place diffused with a strong smell of blood, the question in Bai Ning's heart surged again.

What is the meaning and purpose of coming here?

You can't lose four of your subordinates in vain and watch a half-hung sacrificial ceremony, right?

However, without the necessary intermediaries, Bai Ning would not be able to explore everything here.

So, what kind of impact will what Bai Ning do have on Captain Dong in an unknown place?

Such a weak correlation will allow Bai Ning to go to Captain Dong's area through some special way?

Although Captain Dong, the nominal collaborator, did not bring any positive benefits to Bai Ning, it is undeniable that he is indeed the key to unlocking the secrets here.

Driven by this secret connection, Bai Ning's more important next step was to go to Captain Dong's area as quickly as possible.