The lead-gray clouds are like waves on the sea.

Rolling wildly in the storm.

Heavy rain fell from the sky.

Countless raindrops stagnated briefly in mid-air above a hill.

As if crossing an invisible barrier, the originally turbid rainwater turned black and purple and fell into the mountain forest.

The land where the snow had just melted was soaked by these strange rains.

They do not simply disappear, but spread between soil layers like chemical gels.

It formed a large, foul-smelling black-purple pool.

The spiritual energy of the earth veins in the deep mountains turned into light yellow spiritual mist and rose up. It was not that it was guided by some kind of guidance, but that it was scrambling to escape from something.

Forest creatures are inevitably affected.

The beasts burst out of their nests and fled in all directions. Often they would fall to the ground before they could get very far, with blood dripping from their orifices.

After a few seconds, it was contaminated by black and purple rainwater.

No, the rain seems to have been given life, chasing the corpses of these beasts.

Once he gets close, he will pounce on him and destroy his flesh and blood.

Zangkoma, who finally withdrew from the battlefield, was still in a state of animal stiffness, holding a bronze oil lamp in his hand. The bright yellow light formed a barrier outside his body, protecting him from wind and rain.

He was not feeling well at this moment, and he was cursing in a low voice as he ran.

It was not because he had abandoned John before, but because the previous battle had consumed too much of his energy, and the changes in the surrounding environment were becoming more and more dangerous, and he occasionally had to look back to see if any pursuers were following him.

'Hey, where are you?'

'Lord Yong, John failed to escape. The strength of the Sword Immortal Luoja is stronger than expected.'

'The nearby environment is undergoing changes. What's the problem?'

In desperation, Zangkoma kept trying to contact Yong, hoping to get their support, and by the way put the blame for abandoning John on the head of the sword fairy Luo Jia.

There was no reply from the message bug, but there was a flash of spiritual light in an area of ​​the hills ahead.

This is the tip.

Zangkoma rushed over in a hurry.

Sure enough, a square gap had been dug out high on the hill, and he could sense the scent of other team members inside.

The dangers in the outside world made Zangkoma unable to care too much at this time.

When you reach the top of the gap, jump down without hesitation.

The huge body rubbed against the rock wall, forcing Zangkoma to temporarily put away his abilities and return to his normal posture.

After falling about seven or eight meters, the bottom suddenly opened up.

Zangkoma knew that he had arrived, and couldn't help but look around for his companions.

The sight in front of him made his eyes tear open.

Zhu Yong, Lao Ge, and Xiao Gui, who arrived at the Celestial Burial Altar first, had already placed the two heads they had obtained earlier in the center of the sealing circle, and the five ghosts responsible for carrying the heads had long since disappeared.

The bronze coffin containing Xiang Liu's head has been opened.

The two shriveled heads inside were deliberately adjusted. Although the face was covered with hair, the ferocious mouthparts that were half-opened upward were clearly visible, facing the falling Zangkoma!

Zhu Yong and others are arranged in a triangle shape at the surrounding nodes of the array.

Don't get me wrong, this formation is not the sealing formation of the Sky Burial Altar, but the formation they set up...

Dunzhi, who arrived first, leaned against the rock wall and looked at Zangkoma with indifferent eyes as he fell straight from the top of the celestial burial altar to the center of the array. He curled his lips and muttered:

idiot!

"Why!"

Noticing that the blood-colored chains produced by the magic circle under his body were attacking him like poisonous snakes, Zangkoma could not suppress the rage in his heart and asked.

There were no surprises at all in their plan.

All these arrangements were planned in advance, but Zangkoma's identity in this plan has changed.

He is no longer the one executing the plan, but a part of it.

Zangkoma only responded to dozens of blood-colored chains. He tried to struggle, but was unable to enter his strongest state in a short period of time because he had just released his beastly posture.

That passage was clearly prepared for him, so that he could release his alienation on his own!

It wasn't until the blood-colored chains wrapped around Zangkoma's torso, the tip penetrated his flesh and sucked his blood, that Zhongyong finally spoke,

"We are not targeting you intentionally. This magic circle was originally reserved for the last person. You and John will always be part of the blood sacrifice to temporarily awaken its bloodline."

If you want to awaken Xiang Liu, you must use a blood sacrifice ritual.

A member of the Earthly Branches at Dun Zang, Lao Ge and Xiao Gui need to be responsible for the layout of the magic circle.

To put it bluntly, from the moment this operation started, one of Zangkoma and John was destined to die.

"Haha~haha~ That's it, that's it!"

The latter's shock and rage when he abandoned John flashed through his mind. Zangkoma was spitting out blood and felt complicated.

It's too late to regret now.

He could only let these chains crush his body. At the end of his life, Zangkoma's eyes bulged and he roared,

"You poor people who live on the blood of monsters will never become true inheritors. After all, you are just a group of scum who have been abandoned and ignored, and only deserve to live in the stinking ditch!"

This time there was still no response.

It's just that the speed of those chains' piercing suddenly increased, and they became more ferocious.

Bones, flesh, viscera, mixed with large masses of plasma all fell into the bronze coffin, soaking in the two already shriveled and shapeless heads, and covering them with broken limbs.

One second, three seconds, ten seconds. There was nothing strange in the bronze coffin.

Lao Ge and Xiao Gui looked at each other and looked at Yong in unison, who was still staring at the bronze coffin without saying a word.

Purple-black rainwater poured in from the gap above, and soon the "water level" in the bronze coffin continued to rise.

at some point.

In the empty celestial burial altar, a creepy chewing sound could be heard.

The blood in the bronze coffin began to bubble one after another, as if it was boiling.

Following this, the "water level" began to subside and the speed became faster and faster, as if there was a beast hidden in the coffin, swallowing the sacrifices they offered.

However, until the blood bottomed out, the two heads in the coffin that were covered in minced flesh and blood still looked the same, without any change.

The chewing sound continued, and the mouths of the two heads did not move at all.

Lao Ge, who was located in the northwest, seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at the center of the sealing formation.

In the shadows.

The chain of the blockade was shaking.

The head, which had been sealed for who knows how many years, opened its mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, as if it was biting something out of thin air, and following its movements.

The shriveled skin gradually swelled, and the drooping hair moved automatically.

There is even a fierce scarlet light flickering in the deep sunken eyes!


Chapter completed!