In the hinterland of the small world of Yellow Springs, at the edge of the soil, a group of ghosts dressed in black lacquer clothes are dancing a strange and rhythmic dance.

In addition to their dark clothes, each of them wears a different headdress.

Some ghosts are dressed up as immortals, some are dressed up as all kinds of ghosts and gods, and some are dressed as humans, demons, demons, ghosts, and so on.

These strange costumes are mixed together, like a big play, and they are staged in turn under the rhythm of poignant and strange sounds.

Along with the big play and the huge bonfire in the center, the dense torches around it, and the flying streamers on the high platform, it was the fox-faced female ghost who led a group of ghosts, large and small, all kneeling on the high platform erected on the edge of the soil, and were silently praying.

"Poof!"

As the blade slashed across their necks, the bodies of the sacrificers kneeling in a row below the high platform suddenly twitched and spasmed.

Immediately afterward, a stream of warm, fishy-smelling liquid spurted out violently from the wound that had just been cut open and did not immediately crack because it was too sharp.

With these sacrificial lives, rows of heads fell in the direction of the center of the soil. All of these sacrifices were swallowed up like a swamp by the earth, and they were completely devoured.

The fox-faced female ghost and the ghosts and monsters large and small behind her looked at the tens of thousands of ghost land lives without emotion, and they were completely sacrificed in this way. It's as if the sacrificed goblins weren't part of their own tribe.

Then it began to take the lead in praying aloud and reverently, and the whole ceremony seemed to reach a climax.

Even from the center of the soil came a whimpering wind, as if echoing the prayer of the fox-faced ghost, and blew all the torches and streamers to tremble and hunt.

Just below the high platform, as more and more lives were killed in batches and sacrificed to the soil, the wind blew stronger and stronger. Even a huge stone placed at the top was blown to shake more and more.

Seeing this scene, the ghosts and goblins of the entire Shadow Fox Department became even more religious. They continued to pray aloud, watching with a fanatical look as the heavy boulders on the high platform were shaken by the wind.

Eventually, as the lives of the 10,000 ghosts became the nutrients of the soil, the wind grew stronger and stronger. The winds were like scratching and whining, centering on the boulder, pushing desperately.

"Coax!"

With the creaking sound, the boulder finally couldn't stand the push of the huge wind and fell down.

And what is extremely strange is that as the boulder fell, the wind immediately became less whimpering. After half a burnt incense, it completely disappears into invisibility.

The fox-faced female ghost breathed a sigh of relief and continued to pray aloud before standing up.

It slowly walked towards the high platform with many of the tribe's goblins, only to see where the boulder had fallen with a bang, pointing to two colors, black and white.

When the fox-faced female ghost saw that all the ghosts and monsters who came up after seeing the instructions of the Immortal Heaven, her eyes sharpened, and she turned her head and announced loudly to her clansmen: "According to the instructions of the Immortal Heaven, it is the Tsunzawa and the Kongsang tribe who killed my Abba!"

As soon as the words ended, the ghosts and goblins below all stirred. They raised their flickering torches and shouted in a rhythmic voice: "Revenge, revenge, revenge......!"

The fox-faced female ghost waited for a while, and when she felt that everyone's momentum was getting higher and higher, she suddenly pulled out a small knife from her side. I saw her holding a knife and shouting at the bottom:

"I, Hai Lanzhu, hereby swear, I will uphold the revelation of the Immortal Heaven and lead my heroic tribal warriors to launch a war of extermination against the Yanze and Kongsang tribes!"

"If you don't erase them from the ghost land for a day, I will not return to Hai Lanzhu for a day!"

After praying loudly, it quickly pulled a tuft of its own hair with its left hand, and cut off a strand of its own hair with a knife in its right hand.

Then he held the unkempt hair and continued to shout loudly: "If I Hai Lanzhu violates my oath, I will do it!"

It shouted loudly twice, and after showing the four directions, its hand loosened slightly, and the tufts of hair flew down the high platform as if it were spiritual.

When the ghosts of the Ghost Raccoon tribe below saw this strange scene, their emotions became even more fanatical, and they shouted in unison:

"Follow the Holy Aunt and destroy the enemy clan! Follow the Holy Aunt and destroy the enemy clan! Follow the Holy Aunt and destroy the enemy clan!"

At the same time, on the peak by the blood pool, Qian Yunsheng was sitting in the middle of a group of old ghosts.

At the top were still a few elders who couldn't get any older, and below were the black-armored men, lined up in turn. Qian Yunsheng sat in the middle of the two, shaking his head firmly at the black-armored big man and chuckled:

"Zhu Yanjun is not right, I repeatedly reminded you a few days ago, although there is the cooperation of my black hand organization, but Leiyin Temple is a 10,000-year-old temple after all, and it is very likely that there will be many followers. ”

"You guys tried it this time, is it really as I said?"

"In fact, through today's battle, you have already understood that what I said is true. As long as you are determined to deal with the Leiyin Temple to the end, my black hand will naturally have a way to assist you. ”

"I have already heard from what you said just now, in fact, you have already shaken the great array of human beings, and this is a great victory!"

"It means that as long as we cooperate sincerely, we will definitely be able to overturn the mountain of Leiyin Temple!"

"You have already forced out a few of the opponent's hole cards this time, which means that we are closer to victory!"

"You come to Xingshi at this time to ask for guilt, it doesn't seem to be the way of hospitality?!"

The black-armored man snorted dissatisfiedly: "You said it lightly, the hole cards of the human race are all from my bloody battle." You black hands haven't done anything other than blow up a big array!"

"If that's all you can do with the Black Hand, what's the difference between having or not having this ally?"

Qian Yunsheng shook his head and said, "Everyone, this is a little anxious for quick success, how can the Ten Thousand Year Temple of Leiyin Temple be a drum?"

"In addition, the sea patriarch of the Shadow Fox Department also took a lot of his subordinates to the Yang Yang Sacrifice, and the Cunning Department did not all arrive. Your eight tribes have already lost two of the eight, which has weakened the power of our cooperation. ”

"Therefore, I think that as long as we grit our teeth and fight a few more times in this matter, the old bottom of the Lei Yin Temple will naturally be found out by us!"

The white-skinned old ghost next to the black-armored man twisted his beard and said: "But if this continues, the strength of my ghost land will also be greatly weakened, this won't be a black hand and let me wait for both to lose, right?"

Qian Yunsheng shook his head and said, "Qian Laijun's words have underestimated my black hand organization. Although everyone only saw my black hand destroying the Terran Array, in fact, why did my black hand do this?!"

"Destroy the reinforcements of the Leiyin Temple, disrupt the supplies in the temple, and raise supplies for you...... Everything seems ordinary, but it is also extremely complex and important!"

"Let's take it as an example of raising supplies for you, I think you have tested this demon spirit son in this war, isn't it extremely useful?"

"Let's be honest with you, this is just the first batch of supplies. The organization has already given me the answer, as long as you provide me with enough spirit stones, I can continue to bring you more materials like the Demon Spirit Son. ”

"Presumably, after you use it, you should understand what the reputation of my black hand is!"

"Hehe, to put it mildly, even if I don't have my black hand to destroy the big array. As long as my black hand can provide you with thousands of these demon spirit sons to take down the human array, don't you have confidence?"

"Can the black hand provide thousands of sharp weapons like the Demon Spirit Son?" At this moment, not only the black-armored man asked in surprise, but even the old ghosts on the side whispered in surprise.

Qian Yunsheng raised his head with a smile and said loudly:

"Then it depends on how many spirit stones or high-quality magic weapons and scrolls you can provide!"