One, three, five, nine, from top to bottom, eighteen black skulls formed an altar.

The huge skull with a diameter of three meters was filled with dark green ghost energy in the seven orifices, and the evil energy soared into the sky. The cold wind in the sky swirled, turning into a wind pillar and landing slowly, landing straight on the tallest skull.

The cold wind dissipated, and a cold woman who was extremely evil and squatted on the altar, staring at Ying Xiu'er without blinking.

"It's delicious!" The cold woman laughed, and a light green tongue gently licked the corner of her mouth, saying something chilling: "But, I really know how to eat you!"

Chu Tian retreated, retreating quickly.

When the altar fell, he was just swept away by the aftermath of the cold wind brought by the altar. Half of his body suddenly numbed out, and thin ice was frozen from his skin. The speed of the sword energy in his body suddenly slowed down, struggling forward bit by bit like a snail.

Chu Tian immediately knew that the upper body was wearing a small black scale-skinned vest and a short skirt of the same texture. Apart from that, there was no other clothes on his body, his dark hair was even shaved into a clean and neat and buzz-headed evil woman. She must be a kind of ghost, an existence he could not afford to provoke at all.

The enemy is strong and retreats. Chu Tian resists the cold all over his body and retreats at full speed. The wind and thunder sounds faintly under his feet, but Chu Tian's retreat speed is more than 70% slower than usual.

Only the stone lights in the divine orifice are shining brightly, and the green light shines on the entire circular space with a diameter of about meter. Chu Tian’s soul is unprecedentedly lively and agile, echoing the two heavenly seals of wind and thunder. In the small divine orifice space, wind and thunder suddenly roll in, and a trace of lightning pours into the body from the divine orifice, constantly impacting the evil energy that invades the body.

The lightning and cold air kept colliding and annihilated, Chu Tian's body trembled slightly, and many muscles and muscles were shocked by the annihilation force. However, as the evil energy continued to dissipate, his retreat was getting faster and faster.

"Young Master Ying, do you believe my news? According to your promise, I will take away the person I want!" Chu Tian was still not expecting to shout loudly at this time, reminding Ying Xiuer to keep his promise.

This is the core area of ​​the Manghuang Camp. Without Ying Xiu'er's promise, even if Lu Gu and Hong Gu are both heavenly masters, they would not have been able to break out of the camp!

Ying Xiu'er waved her hand, and a black dragon coiled token drew an arc and fell into Chu Tian's hand. She shouted sternly: "Just go, your news is indeed accurate. It's a pity that there is really a thief among my surviving clan of Daqin!"

Chu Tian grinned, said nothing, and just kept his head shut and just slipped away.

Lu Buyu's power grid was still colliding violently with the Canglong Shell Removal Picture, and he was tangled with the Canglong Shell Removal Picture, which made him unable to escape.

The huge skeleton altar spewed out endless evil spirits, turning into cold and bone-black wind, condensed into dark green snakes visible to the naked eye, whistling and rushing towards the surrounding old man of the wilderness clan.

The power of an altar actually forced dozens of old men of the Manghuang clan, dozens of powerful masters and secret masters, but none of them could get close to the altar, let alone protecting Ying Xiuer standing on the edge of the altar.

"If you make you a puppet with a painted skin, it will be really pleasing to the eye!" The evil woman on the altar jumped off the altar and came to Ying Xiu'er. She looked up and down at Ying Xiu'er with a slightly ugly face, and reached out to touch her chin with soft lines and delicate outlines: "How is it? Young Master Ying, do you like me to pamper you, or eat you, or make you into painted skin?"

Ying Xiu'er let the evil woman pinch her chin, and she asked coldly: "Ghost Way?"

The evil woman smiled: "Ghost Dao, You Qianxun. Of course you don't know my name, but when you mention someone, you may know that the ghost Dao commander who cut off the head of the last emperor of the Qin Dynasty and took him to feed him to dogs is my eleventh generation of ancestors, You Lixue."

While talking, You Qianxun looked at Ying Xiu'er's expression seriously.

Seeing Ying Xiu'er's white jade-like cheeks as calm as before, and not even a trace of anger or fear, You Qianxun couldn't help but sigh: "Human hearts are not old, this is what describes you human race. Unexpectedly, you even forgot the hatred of your ancestors?"

Ying Xiu'er smiled softly and said in a plain tone: "Of course I will never forget the hatred of our ancestors, otherwise why would we be human? But, is Lü really colluding with you?"

You Qianxun was stunned. She suddenly looked back at Lu Buyu who was attacking the Canglong's shell map, and suddenly laughed a few times. Her laughter was strange and unpleasant, just like a group of old trolls screaming. The listeners were upset and made people numb.

The three old Lu clans around Lu Buyu looked strange, with a hint of awe, a hint of respect, and a hint of flattery and humble, holding a long sword in his hand, nodding slightly to You Qianxun here.

The other old men of the Manghuang clan were entangled by the python emitted from the altar, and they could not find the weirdness of the old men of the Lu clan. Shang Yun, who was fighting with the three old men of the Lu clan, shouted angrily: "As a matter of fact, you are colluding with the alien race!"

The wind was raging, the roar of the wind was shaking, and the earth was trembling with trembling faintly by the roar of the wind. Shangyun and Shangwu's roar were quickly dispersed by the wind, and none of the old men in the nearby wilderness clan could hear what they were saying.

"Wrong, they are not in the same group!" You Qianxun suddenly grinned, licked his lips with a light green tongue, and pressed his backhand heavily on the altar made of eighteen skulls.

A hoarse and unpleasant sound, as if the roaring and moaning of a dead mouse whose sewer had rotted for three thousand years came from the altar, and four miserable green figures suddenly floated out of the altar.

These four figures were all wrapped in cold green light. In the green light, four strange figures of skeletons were seen, with dark blue ghost fire flashing in their eyes. They flew away at an extinction, and their speed was unimaginable.

Lu Buyu and the other four never dreamed that You Qianxun would be the first to attack them.

All their attention was on Shangyun, Shangyun and Canglong's shell removal map, and they did not notice the four figures floating out of the altar beside them.

The sound of "Jiuchi" ghost roars, four strange figures flashed past and instantly sank into the bodies of Lu Buyu and the four of them.

The four people's bodies suddenly stiffened. Lu Buyu was fine. He was just shrunk dozens of steps back by the rush of the Canglong Shell Removal Map. The other three Lu clan veterans relaxed, Shang Yun and Shang Feng's swords were like the wind, instantly pierced dozens of holes on their bodies.

The sound of thunder and the sound of wind were gushing, and the lightning flashed on the sword of Shang Yun, burning the wounds of the three clan elders into coke.

Shang Feng's sword edge shot up and the wind blade expanded the sword injury dozens of times.

Shang Yun, Shang Yun was startled by the sudden change, hurriedly put away his sword to protect him in front of his chest, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The three old Lu clans who were like sieves all over the body laughed, and suddenly raised their hands and yelled.

"The evil ghosts came from heaven to purify the world, and only believers can live!"

You Qianxun gently stroked Ying Xiu'er's chin, and screamed to the sky with excitement: "Ghost Altar, activate! The believers of the Tiangui Cult, let go and kill, and kill a fortune, and kill a wealth and wealth! Kill!"

The eighteen ghost heads at the ghost altar opened their mouths at the same time, and sprayed countless green lights the size of fists. Looking closely, there was a small figure lurking in each green light.

The entire wild camp suddenly became in chaos. Countless mining slaves, long-term workers, tenants, maids, servants, and men and women who are usually gentle and docile like cows and horses suddenly roared and opened their mouths at the same time, allowing those small green light to fly into their mouths.
Chapter completed!