"You!What did you do to him!?" Chen Xingyui's eyes widened, glaring fiercely at the boss.

The boss still lazily lay on the recliner that had been used for I don't know how many years, turned over, changed into a comfortable position, and said lightly: "I haven't done anything to him...... "It should be you who have been manipulated by me."

However, before he could say the next sentence, Chen Xingwei had already stumbled under his feet and fell to the stiff ground.

A soft purr came from under his nose.

......

Ye Wanqiu opened her eyes and found herself lying in a huge magic circle. The whole body was sore and weak, but the spirit was surprisingly good.

His hands and feet were already tied with ropes, and he couldn't move at all.

The original owner, Chitose's physical flexibility, was not very good, and he endured the severe pain, barely relying on his waist to exert his strength, and stood up. However, as soon as his feet went weak, he fell down again.

The feeling of being hit the ground is really not very good.

Especially, in the case of the whole body is unable to move.

The surroundings were empty, a void, except for the magic circle under his feet that faintly flashed with a pale gray light, and he couldn't feel any physical objects at all.

Apparently, he had been teleported into an alien dimension.

But this space looks very singular, and it should not be a complete world.

In addition to him, there were piles of people tied with ropes all around.

If you don't look at the magic circle on the ground, you will feel that these people are thrown away in an orderly manner, but looking at the runes on this formation, you faintly feel that this seems to be hiding a strange law. The body was always pressed against some specific rune of the circle.

Ye Wanqiu, who had roughly discovered the pattern, reluctantly raised his head, and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual power, counting him to exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine people.

And where he is is happening to be the eye of the array.

Feeling a strong smell of blood, Ye Wanqiu hurriedly fixed her eyes and found that her thighs had been cut open at some point. Gurgling blood, pouring from the wound.

The blood slowly spread on the ground, gradually flowing onto a rune of the circle.

Suddenly, the pale gray magic circle suddenly emitted a dazzling blood-red light.

Oh no, the circle has been activated!

Ye Wanqiu secretly screamed in his heart, struggling desperately, trying to break free from the rope on his body, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't lift the slightest strength.

All the people lying on the battlefield did not know when wounds appeared on their bodies.

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger, and the blood-red light on the magic circle is getting stronger and stronger, almost blinding Ye Wanqiu's eyes.

A weak soul floated out of the body, as if it was being swept away in one direction.

Although Ye Wanqiu's body really didn't have any strength, her mental power could still be barely used.

Quickly mobilized a wisp of spiritual power and flew over in the direction of the soul.

Ye Wanqiu's spiritual power followed the wisp of soul while checking the general form of this magic circle.

It is necessary to use the magic circle used by nine hundred and ninety-nine living people for blood sacrifice, although Ye Wanqiu can't guarantee that he knows all of them, but he has seen a lot.

Especially a magic circle with two eyes like this, it stands to reason that the image should be very profound, but no matter what method he used to search in his memory, he couldn't remember what it was.

The man standing in the other array was dressed in a shabby gray robe with only a few broken steps, and in his hand he held a deadwood staff that was a man tall. It was inlaid with a magic stone as bright as the night sky, but it was the size of an eyeball, and a deep purple halo flowed. The luxurious momentum is worthless with this staff.

Looking at the figure, he is obviously a middle-aged man in the prime of life, but the wrinkles and wind and frost have already crawled all over a handsome face.

He's the owner of the black shop that sells human meat buns!

Ye Wanqiu's heart seemed to have set off a stormy wave.

He was shocked not by the identity of the boss, but by the magic stone embedded in the staff in his hand.

Or rather, it wasn't a magic stone, it was the eyeballs of his dead people!

The boss looked up at the soul floating over, and seemed to find Ye Wanqiu who was snooping through him.

As the first wisps of dead souls floated out, more and more people died from blood loss. After death, the soul was immediately torn out of the body by a terrifying suction.

The souls floating in this space were all scrambling to be sucked in by the magic eye on the staff in the boss's hand.

The brilliance on the purple magic eye flickered, and the blood-red brilliance reflected each other, becoming more and more dazzling.

Ye Wanqiu trembled, and she didn't know if she was shocked by this scene, or if she was angry when she saw the magic eye.

He barely turned over in the struggle of the rope tie-up, and was about to draw a talisman on the ground with the tip of his tongue, when he saw a figure taller than him, squirming towards him.

If it was a young child, or a woman, it might be a bit of fun.

But the other party is a man with three big and five thick!!

Although looking at the appearance, it can also be regarded as a masterpiece, but when I made this action, the picture was too beautiful to look at......

"That traverser, do you still have the strength, if you still have the strength, just hurry over and do me a favor!" Ye Wanqiu said to Chen Xingwei.

There is nothing insulting about telling him to roll over, just because now that they have all been tied into zongzi, rolling is really the most convenient way.

"Oh, okay. Chen Xingwei heard Ye Wanqiu's voice and immediately reacted.

Then, it rolled over very neatly.

On the magic circle, there was blood everywhere, and he rolled all the way over, and he was covered with I don't know whose blood it was, I really couldn't look at it.

As if sensing the movement here, the boss danced the staff in his hand in the void, and the souls that were surging towards him around him were instantly sucked in.

The other hand, which was not holding a staff, made a strange gesture and struck in the direction of Chen Xingwei.

"Boom—"

In the vast void, lightning and thunder suddenly thundered, and the sky thundered.

A huge thunder with a thick arm suddenly slashed towards Ye Wanqiu and Chen Xingwei.

Ye Wanqiu looked at the posture of the thunder, and reluctantly hurried out to avoid being criticized by the thunderbolt.

And Chen Xing Weizheng was trying to roll in the direction of Ye Wanqiu wholeheartedly, and before he could react, the thunder and lightning brushed the back of his hand that was tied to his waist.

As soon as he reacted, he realized that one of his hands was free.