Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

The leaden clouds were like sea waves.

Roll wildly in the storm.

Downpours of rain fell from the sky.

Countless raindrops froze briefly in midair above a hill.

As if passing through an invisible barrier, the originally turbid rainwater turned black and purple, and fell into the forest in the mountains.

The freshly melted land is drenched with these monstrous rains.

They don't simply disappear, but spread between the soil layers like a chemical gel.

Condensed into a large black-purple water pool exuding a foul smell.

The aura of the earth veins in the deep mountain turned into a light yellow spiritual mist and rose up, not because of some kind of guidance, but because they were scrambling to escape from something.

Life in the forest is inevitably affected.

The wild beasts rushed out of their lairs and fled in all directions. Often before they had run far, they would fall to the ground and blood would flow from their seven orifices.

After a few seconds, it is polluted by black and purple rainwater
No, the rain seems to have been given life, chasing the corpses of these beasts.

Once it gets close, it will pounce on it, causing its flesh and blood to be consumed.

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

At this time, he was not having a good time, cursing in a low voice while running.

It wasn't because he abandoned John earlier, but because the previous battle had consumed too much of his physical strength, and the changes in the surrounding environment became more and more dangerous. Occasionally, he had to look back to see if there were any pursuers following him.

'Hey, where are you? '

'Lord Zhuoyong, John failed to escape, the strength of the sword fairy Raja was stronger than expected. '

'The surrounding environment is changing, what's wrong? '

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 Raja.

There was no reply from the message worm, but an area of ​​the hill in front suddenly flashed a flash of light.

That's the tip.

Zangkema hurriedly rushed over.

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

Zang Kema didn't care too much about the dangers of the outside world at this time.

When he reached the top of the gap, he jumped down without hesitation.

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

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

Knowing that he had arrived, Zangkoma couldn't help but look around to find his companions.

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

Zhu Yong, Lao Ge, and Xiaogui who arrived at the celestial burial altar one step earlier 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 hideous mouthparts half-opened upwards were clearly visible, facing the falling Tsangkoma!

Zhuo Yong and others are separated into the surrounding nodes of the magic circle in a triangular shape.

Don't get me wrong, this magic circle is not the sealing circle of the celestial burial altar, but the magic circle they arranged. …

Duncan, who arrived one step ahead, leaned against the rock wall, stared indifferently at Zangkema who was falling straight from the top of the celestial burial altar to the center of the circle, pouted, and spat in a muffled voice:
idiot!

"why!"

Noticing the bloody chains produced by the magic circle below him attacking him like a poisonous snake, Zangkema couldn't suppress the fury in his heart and asked.

There was no accident at all in their plan.

All these arrangements were premeditated, but Zang Kema's status in this plan has changed.

He is no longer the one who executes the plan, but a part of it.
There were only dozens of bloody chains in response to Zangkoma. He tried to struggle, but he couldn't enter the strongest state for a short time because he had just released the animal stiffness.

That passage was obviously also prepared for him, to let him de-alienate himself!
Zhuoyong didn't speak until the bloody chain wrapped around Zangkoma's torso, and the tip penetrated into his flesh and ingested his blood,
"We didn't intend to target you. This magic circle was originally reserved for the last person. You and John, there must be someone who will become part of the blood sacrifice to temporarily awaken its blood."

To awaken Xiang Liu, a blood sacrifice ceremony must be used.

Lao Ge, a member of the earthly branch in Duncan, is responsible for the layout of the magic circle.

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

"Heh~haha~ so that's how it is!"

The latter's astonishment and fury when he abandoned John flashed in his mind, Zangma spat blood from his mouth, and his mood was complicated.

It's too late to regret now.

He could only let these chains crush his body. At the end of his life, Zangkema's eyes popped out and he roared,
"You poor bastards who live on the blood of monsters, you will never become true inheritors. After all, you are just a group of scum who have been abandoned and ignored, and are only worthy of living in the stinky ditch!"

This time there was still no response.

It's just that the piercing speed of those chains has suddenly increased, and it is also more ferocious.

Flesh, flesh and internal organs mixed with a large mass of plasma fell into the bronze coffin, soaking the two shriveled and shapeless heads, and covering them with fragments of residual limbs.

One second, three seconds, ten seconds. There is nothing unusual in the bronze coffin.

Lao Ge and the kid looked at each other, and then looked at Yong at the same time, and the latter was still staring at the bronze coffin intently, 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.

a moment.

In the empty sky burial altar, there was a creepy chewing sound.

The blood in the bronze coffin began to bubble up one after another, like boiling.

What followed was that the "water level" began to sink and the speed increased, as if there was a beast hidden in the coffin, swallowing their sacrifices.

However, until the blood bottomed out, the two heads inside the coffin 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, suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look at the center of the sealing formation.

in the shadows.

The chains of the blockade trembled.

That head, which had been sealed for an unknown number of years, opened its mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, as if it was biting something out of thin air, and followed its movements.

The shriveled flesh gradually bulged, and the drooping hair swelled without wind.

In the deep sunken eye sockets, there is even a fierce scarlet light flickering!