On the dim white bridge, after a short rest, the true qi in everyone's body had recovered most of them, and they were waiting for the four Lang Kui people led by them to speak.

"Looking at the appearance of these strange monsters, they seem to be very afraid of the white bridge we are in now, is there a greater danger here?", Feng Changfeng raised her eyebrows, and then said with some surprise.

For at this time, in the ruins behind them, there were no less than a hundred treacherous people gathered outside, and they were attracted by the howls of each other, and they finally understood that it was a voice calling for their companions.

Most of these treacherous people were members of the four major tribes, and the few remaining people were scattered outsiders who were teleported here by the Red Hurricane at the first time, as well as the leaders of the few other tribes on the grassland.

Perhaps out of instinctive fear of the white bridge here, these treacherous people are standing outside the bridge, and although their stiff mouths are very wooden, they are still letting out strange howls.

Such a strange scene was naturally seen by everyone in the four major tribes, so they all talked quietly for a while.

Lang Kui looked at Yuhong, who had recovered, and after confirming that he was okay at this time, he said slowly, "No matter what the current situation is, we have lost the light film that protects us, and there are these monsters behind us, so we have no choice but to continue to move forward, and we have no other choice."

Lang Kui's words were actually exactly what the three of them thought, especially when they entered the White Bridge, they had already lost the protection of the light film, and if they entered the dark ruins again, no one could guarantee that the items in their hands could also stimulate the light film to protect them.

And without the protection of this light film, they not only need to face these treacherous people, but also need to be on guard against the attacks of the black shadow monsters hidden in the darkness at all times, which is undoubtedly very unfavorable for them in this state at the moment.

Therefore, after only a few moments of conversation, the decision of the four of them was quickly passed down and reached the ears of all the tribesmen.

At the time of leaving, the people of the four major tribes looked at this group of treacherous people with unbearable and sad eyes, but even so, in order to find a way to leave from this strange place, they still turned their heads and left.

What's more, after experiencing these strange things, they all knew in their hearts that what was standing in front of them now was no longer the people of the tribe they were familiar with, but just a corpse that had long lost its self-consciousness, and an unknown bloodthirsty creature created by unknown strange changes.

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On the bank of the Blood River, after the black-clothed commander carefully inspected the altar in front of him, he nodded slightly without finding the slightest flaw, and then looked around the surrounding environment and placed it in a relatively stable place.

"You all lift my spirits, wait a minute, no matter what happens in front of your eyes, there must be no movement", the black-clothed commander said solemnly, and the aura on his body was also faintly floating, in order to alert his subordinates.

"Yes, Lord Commander," the men in black replied.

Then, with the altar as the center, they spread out around the altar to form two circles of ten people in each circle, and then they stood with their backs to the altar behind them, facing different directions.

Although the direction in which these black-clothed men were standing seemed to be chaotic, and there was no pattern in them, after they stood, there was a faint connection with the altar behind them.

After that, all the men in black, led by No. 2 and No. 3, took off their shirts, revealing their solid backs and the mysterious lines engraved on their backs.

The mysterious lines are very complex, the scattered and very orderly, the winding and circling places are very mysterious, and each of them has a certain peculiar charm.

If you look carefully, you will be surprised to find that the mysterious lines engraved on the back of the man in black can actually be found on the altar in front of the black-clothed leader, and there is no difference between the two.

However, after mapping all the patterns on the altar one by one, there are still three lines that do not find a corresponding pattern.

Looking at the lines on the backs of these black-clothed people, the black-clothed commander frowned, and his face became a little ugly.

However, he recovered quickly, and then he found three cultivators with high cultivation from among them who had been captured and made unconscious, and after making up twenty with his black-clothed subordinates, he used a unique technique to keep them in the same standing position in the coma, and placed them in other positions.

When the position of the three unconscious cultivators was determined, it could be discovered at this time that in fact, the black-clothed people standing around the altar were not standing at random, but had a certain pattern in them.

Because every black-clothed person and Sanxiu in the outer circle, the position they were standing in was actually in the middle of the two black-clothed people in the inner circle, and there was hardly the slightest difference.

And the most surprising thing is that at this time, the mysterious lines engraved on the backs of all the men in black are exactly the same as those on the altar they are facing in the same direction, and there is no mistake in the slightest.

Seeing this, the black-clothed commander nodded slightly, and then took out three thin bronze paperes from his storage robbery, but in the dim light, it could be found that the three paperskins actually had the same lines as somewhere on the altar, and they were the three that were missing now.

Obviously, for everything that might happen now, the black-clothed commander had already expected it, and he would be so well prepared.

After that, the black-clothed commander put the lines on the three pieces of paper on the back of the Sanxiu corresponding to the altar, and saw that the moment the paperskin touched the skin of the three Sanxiu, there was a creepy change.

I saw that on the back of the three sheets of paper, countless small red hairs like tentacles suddenly appeared, swaying as if they were alive.

After that, these tiny red hairs pierced into the flesh of the three scattered cultivators, like tiny blood vessels absorbing the blood of the three scattered cultivators and transporting them into the paper skin.

After receiving the blood drawn from Sanxiu's body, the paper skin also changed, starting from a thin sheet of paper and gradually thickening.

And in the end, the paper skin also revealed its true appearance, turning into a blood-colored human skin with a finger thickness, tightly attached to the backs of the three scattered cultivators, without the slightest gap, extremely smooth, as if it were one.

Seeing this, the black-clothed commander was relieved, and then took out thirty-six round earthy yellow beads from his storage ring, and he could clearly perceive the amazing aura contained in them.

In addition, there are nine bronze mirrors that are very simple and rusty, and three white jade bottles.

Seeing that everything had been prepared, the black-clothed commander's eyes flashed, and his face looked at the surface of the Blood River shrouded in red mist with a somewhat solemn face.

Then the true qi in his body worked rapidly, and in an instant, he slapped the thirty-six small earthy yellow beads he took out from the ground, and pressed one by one into the groove on the altar at an extremely fast speed, no more, no less, exactly thirty-six.

And in the next action, the black-clothed commander picked up the nine bronze mirrors, one large and eight small, and walked around the altar, and whenever he walked behind a black-clothed man in the inner circle, he would put a small bronze mirror in the corresponding direction.

After all eight smaller bronze mirrors were placed, the black-clothed commander jumped over in the air again, appearing directly above the middle of the altar, placing the last bronze mirror in the middle position.

After doing these two parts, the black-clothed commander who had just landed rolled the three white jade bottles into his hand with a wave of his big sleeves, and opened the bottles, revealing the extremely thick blood inside, and poured it on the bronze mirror in the middle.

The bronze mirror suddenly flashed red, absorbing most of the blood, and then emitted a faint red light, and became more and more demonic.

The excess blood began to flow gradually to every part of the altar along the lines on the surface of the altar, and a faint strange red light also appeared everywhere it passed.

Time passed little by little, but the blood in the white jade bottle still showed no signs of pouring out, and continued to flow towards the bronze mirror.

However, after a quarter of an hour had passed, the blood that flowed from the white jade bottle had finally dyed all the lines on the entire altar with a strange red, especially the thirty-six small beads and the nine bronze mirrors, which emitted a strange red light.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed commander smiled heartily, his face was full of excitement, and a dazzling true qi light appeared between his hands, and then dozens or hundreds of different seals were continuously punched towards the altar that had turned red.

Correspondingly, every time the black-clothed leader made a seal, the demonic red light on the altar would become stronger, and gradually converge towards the place where the eight small bronze mirrors were.

It wasn't until the black-clothed commander had punched out the last seal that the demonic red light on the altar had completely converged on the eight bronze mirrors.

However, the thirty-six small earthy yellow beads instantly shone brightly, and the huge aura contained in them was released and transmitted to all the lines.

Most of them were left in the lines as a supply of aura to keep the altar running, while the remaining small part was divided into one large, eight and nine strands of aura, which were injected into the nine bronze mirrors through the connections on the lines.

At the same time, the lines behind each black-clothed man also bloomed with a faint light, which was also reflected on the altar.

And after all the conditions were in place, the sword suddenly erupted from the altar with terrifying aura fluctuations, turning into a huge beam of light that broke through the dim sky.

But it was only a breath of time, and the beam converged instantly, and was divided into eight parts and injected into the eight bronze mirrors.

The demonic red light on the eight bronze mirrors that had obtained these aura beams bloomed with even more light, and then they levitated, facing the bronze mirror in the middle, and the demonic red light on them shot on it at the same time.

The strange red light was like a strange energy, activating the last bronze mirror, and it also levitated, and then in the excited eyes of the black-clothed leader, a red light that was only the size of an arm, but enough to penetrate the darkness here, and even more demonic red light shone into the blood-colored mist that filled the blood river and did not know where it shone to.