"The Hall of Sacrifice."

Zhang Jun thought about it in his mind and wanted to ask clearly, but Old Bati said that he didn't know many things here. The ghost market is very complicated, with demons and angels, and even many opposing camps, such as the immortals in the east, the demons, the gods in the north, etc.’

For example, goblins like them belong to the neutral faction, and each opposing camp has a sacrifice pool, but the things given after the sacrifice are different.

For example, if you sacrifice the Eastern Immortals, you can obtain special elixirs after you sacrifice it, which is guaranteed to be the first and the first. If the sacrificed items are very good, you will even get treasures or techniques given by the immortals.

The rewards for the angel will be very generous, but Zhang Jun and the others need to understand the details themselves.

"Okay, let's find out."

Zhang Jun handed the wine to Old Bati and said that he would bring him more and better wine next time he came, which was to compensate him for his hard work this time.

Leaving Lao Bati's house, Zhang Jun frowned and said to Jiao Teng: "It seems that the ghost market is far more unfathomable than we imagined. There should be many unknown secrets hidden in it."

The mystery of the ghost market is no longer just a simple trading place as Zhang Jun thought before. There are many special things hidden here, such as the sacrifice hall mentioned by Lao Bati.

Zhang Jun spread his palms and logged in to the penguin. He wanted to ask if anyone in the group knew about the news. Zhang Jun asked in the group if anyone knew about the sacrifice hall.

However, the news was quickly brushed off, and no one seemed to know much about the sacrifice hall. At this time, Zhang Jun suddenly thought of the fox, but searched in the group and found that the fox's avatar was black and not online.

"The fox is not here? Could it be..."

Zhang Jun asked about the fox in the group, and soon his ID was called Mai Qing and replied: "Fox! Are you talking about Ye Dongqing?"

Zhang Jun didn't know what the fox's real name was, but it was probably him.

"He is already ruined. I heard that the team started to do well when they entered the Weibo world last time, but later I heard that a prospective follower took action. The captain of their team was slashed to death by the prospective follower. Two or three people in the team died. He and the other person came back alive, but they have never seen him appear again now."

Absolute follower! Zhang Jun's heart sank. He has seen the strength of the absolute follower with his own eyes and is very powerful. Even those old people who have experienced the Weibo world six or seven times will have no power to turn the hand when facing the absolute follower.

If the captain is killed, the team will be completely disbanded. Even if you come back alive, the price will be very terrible and heavy.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Jun withdrew from the penguin group, and the fox gave Zhang Jun a good impression. When he first joined the group, he was very enthusiastic to give him a lot of advice.

But he is really unlucky and is targeted by the prospective followers, the cost is naturally very bleak. This is the disadvantage of the team. Once he encounters irresistible factors, it is easy to lead to the entire team being brought closer to the brink of destruction.

Zhang Jun had just left the penguin group, and suddenly there was a flashing pattern under the penguin. Zhang Jun clicked it and saw that it was Yang Kun.

"Hehe, the progress seems to be pretty good. I heard you were being hunted by the Shadow Alliance, be careful."

Zhang Jun could not understand Yang Kun. Thinking of Yang Kun's cold eyes, Zhang Jun couldn't help but stand up all over his body.

At this time, Yang Kun continued to send a message: "The sacrifice hall of Ghost City is very unique. If the things you sacrifice will give you corresponding returns, and you will also get the reputation of Ghost City. The higher the reputation of the camp, the higher the shopping area of ​​the other camp can get higher trading permissions, but when the disadvantages are, the opposite camp will close a lot of trading permissions on you."

After seeing the news, Zhang Jun immediately asked: "If I have a high reputation in a certain camp, will it affect the Weibo world?"

"Smart, learn from one example and apply it to others! I can't wait to see your recent growth." Yang Kun did not directly answer Zhang Jun's question, but the meaning was already very obvious and it would affect it.

At this time, Yang Kun finally sent a message: "It's a pity that I have not been able to find you for a long time recently. This may be the last piece of advice you have seen. Be careful of the shadow alliance. If you see you again next time, I hope you can have the ability to escape from my hands, otherwise I will not be able to help sucking up every drop of blood on your body."

After Yang Kun posted this news, he went offline. Zhang Jun looked strange. Whether this Yang Kun wanted to kill him or help him? Why did Zhang Jun always feel that although this Yang Kun was helping him, he seemed to be full of murderous intentions for him.

However, Yang Kun's tip made Zhang Jun somewhat puzzled. He went to the sacrifice hall north of Ghost City with Jiao Teng. The north of Ghost City was a very strange area, which was more like the center point of the entire Ghost City.

Where does a strangely shaped temple stand? The style of the temple not only looks like the style of European and Greek temples, but also the architectural style of medieval churches and oriental palaces.

You can see different styles of buildings from any angle, which are very strange and weird, but these styles are perfectly integrated, which is the most shocking thing.

If such a building is put in reality, it will be enough to become a work of art that shocks all architectural masters, because no one in reality can combine so many buildings of different style elements and show such a complete and harmonious fit.

But outside the hall, two guards like giants, nearly 3 meters tall, were wrapped in metal armor, holding two metal hammers in their hands, and the hammer head was almost as wide as the tires of the big truck. You could feel the heavy pressure when you approach it, as if the other party's eyes were staring at him.

"Gudong!"

Jiao Teng drooled, looked at the metal armor on the two guards, and said to himself: "This outfit is at least silver, and it is worth a lot of Weibo coins."

"Let's go."

Zhang Jun took Jiao Teng into the sacrifice hall. In the sacrifice hall, there were statues standing one after another, and various statues of gods stood in two rows. Here you can find various gods, in reality, in games, and even those you have never heard of.

Moreover, these statues seem to be given life, giving people a feeling that no matter where they go, they will feel the gaze that comes from all over the world looking at them.

"Why is there no one in this place? Although it looks gorgeous, why do I feel chill all over my body?"

Jiao Teng was looked at by the stone statues and felt uncomfortable all over. When he walked to the end of the hall, there was a golden gate. Two old servants who could not tell the age were standing in front of the gate. After seeing Zhang Jun and Jiao Teng, he said, "Please wait, someone is offering sacrifices to the gods."

"The Gods!"

Zhang Jun's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but feel curious. If there were really gods, then the terrifying Weibo was considered that god, or what was the terrifying Weibo, what was the terrifying Weibo, the servant of God, or the creator of God?

At this time, the golden door in front slowly opened, and the group walked out of the door. Because in the ghost market, the appearance was always the shape of a faceless man in Qian and Qianxun, so the other party looked at Zhang Jun and Jiao Teng outside the door and left quickly.

"Please come in, I hope your offerings will satisfy the gods."

The old servant bowed to Zhang Jun and Jiao Tenggong and said. After entering the golden gate, the gate slowly closed. There was a golden palace in front of him, flashing with dazzling light, which made people unable to open their eyes.

After a while, the two of them adapted to such an environment. A huge deep pool in front of them was flashing with colorful rainbow light, constantly spinning in the pool.

Behind the hall are two huge rows of thrones, one black and one white, and the two rows of left and right opposites form black and white oppositions. However, these thrones are empty. When Zhang Jun saw that there was a huge stone tablet under the throne, with the names of gods on it.

At this time, Zhang Jun noticed that there were several old servants standing on both sides. They looked almost exactly the same as those outside, but their clothes were different. In addition to black and white, there were also some blue robes, but the number was far less than that of black and white. Zhang Jun noticed that there was another one inside, and the only old servant wearing a red robe.

"Young man, take out your offering."

The old servant in red robe stepped forward and signaled Zhang Jun to put the items on the white stone platform in front of him. Zhang Jun immediately asked, "Why do I choose the gods I want to sacrifice to."

"If your sacrifice satisfies the gods, they will let the gods communicate with you and give you corresponding rewards. Of course, you can also designate a certain god, but if the sacrifice cannot meet the requirements, it will give you a corresponding reputation, which is just a matter of how much."

The old servant in red robe explained to Zhang Jun patiently, Zhang Jun nodded, took out the weapons of Liu, Guan and Zhang and others and placed them on the stone platform.

Suddenly, Zhang Jun could feel many changes in the eyes of other old servants. The three weapons on the stone platform flashed strange light. Zhang Jun noticed that some blurry shadows gradually emerged on the thrones. Although they were very blurry, they were definitely not as empty as before.

"Not bad, a very good sacrifice. There are already seven gods willing to accept your sacrifice and will also give you corresponding rewards."

After the old servant in red robe said that, he stepped back. At this time, several old servants walked forward to Zhang Jun. The clothes on the old servants were of different colors, two blue robes, three white robes, and two black robes left.

An old servant in white robe stepped forward and said to Zhang Jun: "Western God of War Ares, you are very interested in your offerings. If you offer sacrifices to him, he will give you a blessing to the God of War, which will greatly increase your power."

"Sorry, I don't need it!"

Zhang Jun refused without thinking about it. Just kidding, he replaced the three treasures with one blessing. This is the Western God of War! If it weren't for the old servant's words, Zhang Jun would have thought he was a profiteer.

Seeing Zhang Jun refuse, the old servant stepped back with displeasure. The other two old servants in white robe came forward and said, "Moon God Eluen, I am very interested in your sacrifice. In return, the Moon God will give you a good piece of equipment in return."

"Is the equipment of the same level as these three pieces? Can we choose the equipment type?"

If it is really possible, Zhang Jun is still happy to exchange it. When the time comes, replace Jiao Teng with a good shield, which can greatly improve the ability of Jiao Teng, the MT.

"This..." What disappointed Zhang Jun was that the old servant who represented the moon god changed his expression, obviously not meeting Zhang Jun's request.

"Mortal, you are too presumptuous!" Another old servant in white robe looked dark and he scolded Zhang Jun angrily.

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Chapter completed!