This scene, even if it confirmed some of Wang Baole's previous speculations and judgments, he still saw it with his own eyes, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It's really that this grinding disc is too big, two pieces up and down, the lower one is static, and the one with nine handles connected to it is connected to it, and the grinding disc is rubbing against it at the moment, and the rumbling sound is better, as if it can crush everything, and at the same time think of the two fierce beasts that I have seen and the sky as high, it is not difficult to think that the corpses of these nine vast giant beasts are driven by some kind of force, pulling nine giant wooden handles in this corpse world, constantly running around, providing crushing power for this grinding disc!

They must have chains on their bodies, and if they move a little slower, the chains will flash runes and turn into invisible whips, making them move forward as if they are endless.

Such a handiwork, shocking the soul!

Wang Baole's eyes also narrowed instinctively, squatting on the giant tree, and when he looked at the grinding disc from afar, he also noticed that under the floating grinding disc, countless corpses were piled up into one high mountain after another, and there were a large number of puppets with dry bodies, which were dragging those corpses quickly and throwing them into the grinding disc one by one.

As the grinding disc continued to rotate, these corpses that were thrown in, without exception, were crushed and shattered in an instant, only the pitch-black flesh and blood sometimes flowed along the walls of the grinding disc, and most of them disappeared into the grinding disc as if swallowed by the grinding disc in this crushing.

All this made Wang Baole's strange feeling about this Weiyang warship increase by three points, and it was not until half an hour later that he slowly calmed down his turbulent heart and moved forward cautiously, until he was getting closer and closer to the grinding plate, and when the roar in his ears became stronger and stronger, Wang Baole also saw that there was a depression in the middle of the grinding plate!

In this depression, there is a figure sitting cross-legged!!

The size of that figure was insignificant compared to the entire grinding plate, so Wang Baole didn't pay attention to it before, but when he got closer at this moment, he could see it clearly, it was a Weiyang monk!

But it is difficult to distinguish between life and death, this cultivation has three heads closed, six arms hanged down, as if meditating, and as if before death, maintaining a cross-kneeled posture, the body does not exude the slightest vitality, but there is the breath of death, forming a series of corpses on his body.

Looking at this Weiyang monk, Wang Baole did not act rashly, although he was anxious about Zhao Yameng and the others in his heart, he was also anxious about the crisis of this trip, and he didn't know how to escape, but he understood that since he was here, anxiety was the most useless emotion.

So Wang Baole gritted his teeth fiercely, forcibly suppressed his anxiety, and while his eyes showed calmness, he also squatted there, staring at the operation of the grinding plate, he wanted to pay attention for a long time to see if there were any flaws.

In this way, time passed slowly, Wang Baole was very patient, and this gaze was seven days.

In the past seven days, he noticed the giant wood he was on, and made a full circle around the grinding disc, and also recorded the approximate frequency of the grinding disc crushing the corpse, but these did not have much effect, in these seven days, the grinding disc was like a machine with extreme precision, without the slightest stagnation, everything was repeated and repeated.

Whether it was the puppets who carried the corpses, or the Weiyang monks who sat cross-legged on the millstone, it was as if time had been in them for eternity.

"If you go on like this, you won't be able to get close at all, let alone destroy this altar......" Wang Baole frowned, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart again, and continued to wait, and this time it was not as long as before, only three days, and there were some changes.

What has changed is not the grinding disc and the puppet, but the entire corpse world, because Wang Baole is in a very high position, so he can see farther, in his eyes, the distance between the world and the earth gradually turned red, as if there is a red mist is rolling and galloping rapidly!

There was a loud rumbling sound, which was also converging from all directions, and even at Wang Baole's position, he faintly saw that there was a black pressure on the ground in the distance, and it was galloping towards here!

"That's ......" Wang Baole's eyes shrank suddenly, this scene was familiar to him, the red mist was formed by the pollen of the Qingling Demon Flower, and the black pressure on the ground was not difficult to guess...... It's the untold corpses!!

"Could it be that every once in a while, this altar will form a similar storm, and all the corpses will be driven by this pollen, so that they will take the initiative to come here!?" Wang Baole's face changed, he looked down at the mountain of corpses under the altar, and then looked at the heaven and earth in the distance, and when the speculation in his heart became more and more confirmed, his anxiety couldn't help but rise.

At the same time, the earth trembled even more, and even some death breath that shocked Wang Baole also erupted from the distant earth, among which there was a huge crocodile, the whole body was rotten, but the momentum was monstrous, all the way with other corpses, constantly approaching.

And such a powerful existence as a crocodile, in this corpse world, there are still a lot, at this moment, one by one, the breath is revealed, and the crisis is shocking for a while!

At this moment, in the corpse world, under the operation of some strange force, all the Qingling demon flowers bloomed and released pollen on their own, forming a red mist, driving the corpses of all ranges, centered on the altar, to continuously converge.

At the moment of crisis, Wang Baole couldn't continue to squat there, but approached the altar with his cat's waist, he knew very well that once these corpses gathered, under the influence of the red mist, they would definitely find themselves trapped in the sea of corpses as they had at the beginning, and nine times out of ten it would still be staged.

At that time, it must be nine deaths and one life, and the only way out at this moment may be the altar in front of him, so even if this altar is dangerous, Wang Baole has no other choice.

"I shouldn't have come here!" Wang Baole's face was ugly, and when he was hurrying forward at this moment, his expression suddenly moved, and he looked down at the mountain of corpses under the giant tree, the puppets carrying the corpses didn't notice for some reason, but Wang Baole clearly saw that on one of the corpse mountains, there were more than forty figures, and they were cautiously approaching the altar!

Those figures, Wang Baole is familiar with, it is Feng Qiuran, Zhao Yameng, Kong Dao and others, as well as Xu Ming and Lu Yun, including four or five Yuanying monks, all of them are impressive.

"How long have they been hiding here?" Wang Baole paused, his eyes swept and noticed that Feng Qiuran was holding a gem that emitted a five-colored light in his hand, and after thinking about it, it was obvious that these people were headed by Feng Qiuran, and after Feng Qiuran unfolded unknown means, they could be invisible to a certain extent and not be detected by those puppets.

"They should have been here for a long time, and like my choice, they are all observing, but because of the pollen explosion in this corpse world, they have to move forward at this moment!" Wang Baole immediately judged, and at the same time carefully looked at Zhao Yameng and Kong Dao in the crowd.

Seeing that the two of them were safe and sound, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he saw that although these people below were haggard, they were not injured, obviously although the road was twists and turns, but under Feng Qiuran's psychic cultivation, it was considered to be in danger, but because of the coercion of the giant tree itself, and the place where Wang Baole was located, it was an area that everyone could not imagine, so although he saw everyone, Feng Qiuran and the others below did not notice Wang Baole.

At this moment, everyone was cautious, and it was inconvenient for Wang Baole to call everyone, so he paid attention to the movements of Feng Qiuran and others on the one hand, and slowly walked forward on the other hand.

In this way, the two sides approached the altar at the same time, and finally the roar of pollen around them became stronger and stronger, and the tremors of the earthquake trembled, and the countless corpses were getting closer and closer, and both sides reached the edge of the altar at the same time!

As soon as he arrived here, the smell of blood came to his face, and there was even a coercion of the living not to enter, enveloping everyone's minds, making many monks below, even if they had Feng Qiuran's protection, trembling, instinctive fear, Wang Baole's expression also changed, and he looked down at Feng Qiuran again.

The moment he looked at it, Feng Qiuran suddenly raised his hand, pinched a finger, and there was a shining and dazzling rune paper slowly floated out of his storage bag, this rune paper seemed to have existed for a long time, and it exuded an incomparably vicissitudes of life, and there was even more earth-shattering coercion, and even gave Wang Baole the feeling that he had seen a strong man in the planetary realm, making him breathe a little shorter.

At this moment, Feng Qiuran suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and after falling on this rune paper, the rune paper burned instantly, and a firebird flew out from within, and this bird was composed of flames all over its body, and after it appeared, it let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and went straight to the millstone!