And his own name.
Zhan Changfeng felt that they were real.
She walked around the ancient building several times, but found nothing unusual, and returned to the square.
There were two bodies neatly placed on the edge of the eight-sided platform, with the internal organs hanging neatly on one side. One was Ba Tuo Deshen, and the other was Wan Gu. These two leaders of the large northwest tribe in the cold wilderness died like this. .
The man in black robe said, "Jiang, to Huang!"
After a few breaths, the yellow-robed Taoist retreated to the edge of the Balangtai. Seeing Jiang Chuan approaching step by step, he finally lost his blood and wanted to escape from the platform, but the platform was enveloped by a force, punching and kicking him. There is no way to escape, "Save me, save me quickly, I will give you any treasure you want!"
He opened the storage bag and poured it out. The treasure spirit stone hit the ground with a beeping sound, just like his tears and roar, "Save me quickly. If I die, you will be next!"
Jiang Chuan grabbed his collar, dragged him back to the center of the Balangtai, raised his bloody knife, and cut off his arm.
The yellow-robed Taoist was like a piece of fish on a chopping board, waving his arms and kicking his legs, but he had no resistance at all.
The third master in the audience, Qi Huanluo, barley, Xu Yunzi, and others, looked sullen and scattered in all directions, as if they were looking for an exit. This "test", contrary to their expectations, has clearly turned into murder!
Zhan Changfeng's eyes swept over the body of the stone pillar of the Balangtai. As a member of the clan who maintained many ancient rituals, it was difficult for her to ignore these details.
Altar pillars and sacrifices.
A primitive sacrifice.
As the crowd cheered loudly, Jiang Chuan placed the yellow-robed Taoist's head in place.
Zhan Changfeng noticed that the flames on the three stone pillars were extinguished.
There are five left.
The man in black robe shouted without any fluctuation, "Please choose the next opponent, Lord!"
Jiang Chuan pointed to a dark-faced monk.
"No!" The monk broke away from the crowd and fled, but someone seemed to have grabbed him by the back of his collar and threw him hard, and he fell onto the eight-sided platform with a crash.
This powerful person in the realm of life and death is like a pig or sheep falling into the hands of a butcher.
With a strange smile, Jiang Chuan cut off his limbs, beheaded him, disembowelled him and let out blood.
The internal organs should also be sorted.
Zhan Changfeng asked Hua Jianci, "Are you sure that Feng Lou is an emperor-level quasi-sage, not an emperor-level quasi-sage?"
"Why do you ask this?" she replied, "I found out that he is an emperor-level quasi-sage."
"I suspect that the space we are in is a small world with special rules. This kind of small world is usually created by the emperor the day after tomorrow. You also said that the peerless strong man may be a Taoist Yishu, and Taoist Yishu is a disciple of the Red Mansion. , then this small world might have been created by Fenglou."
"But if the closed building is only the emperor level, it is unlikely to create a small world."
Hua Jianci understood what she meant, "It's unlikely. Is it possible?"
"Yes." Zhan Changfeng said, "The world created by the emperor generally has a complete system. If it can be proved that the world system of this space is incomplete, it means that it may be a semi-finished product. There is a chance that an emperor-level powerhouse can create this A semi-finished world similar to a living space.”
Hua Jianci was surprised by what she heard, and she began to face Zhan Changfeng's seemingly casual solicitation.
The abilities of the emperor and the creation of the world are not things that ordinary monks can know. She once served as an official in the Donglin Dynasty and was highly valued by King Donglin, so she had never been exposed to these secrets.
Twelve years ago, she just felt that Zhan Changfeng was a bit hard to see through and might have great achievements. Now, she still can't see through it, but she felt that she might have great achievements in becoming king and emperor.
"Does this have anything to do with our current predicament?"
"It's not directly related, I just like to trace the origins." Zhan Changfeng looked at the stone tablet hanging in the air, "If this world was created by man, then this stone tablet is probably really its heavenly seal. Master it. With the Heavenly Dao Seal, you can become the Heavenly Dao of this world."
"But whether you can get it or not, you have to wait and see."
Zhan Changfeng is not sure of the robbery now, but if he follows the process of the mysterious black-robed man, he will definitely become the master and wear a golden mask. The danger level of this golden mask is unknown.
Besides, this "test" doesn't seem to have good intentions. Who knows whether I can get the so-called inheritance in the end.
Huajian Cihu said, "I don't know the origin of this place, but the current situation may really be related to the Red Mansion."
"How to be sure?"
"I found out that some rituals in the Red Mansion include animal sacrifices. For example, pigs, cattle and sheep are sacrificed during festivals or ancestor worship. In the Red Mansion, powerful monsters or monks are sacrificed, and killing them is used as a strength. A symbol." She pondered for a long time and said, "Could it be that this is a normal ceremony for them to choose a successor."
"But that mask is obviously not normal."
Zhan Changfeng and Hua Jianci fell silent at the same time. The dark-faced monk on the stage had been dismembered, and the flame on the top of another stone pillar was extinguished.
There were screams from the crowd. Zhan Changfeng looked over and saw that it was Mr. San who grabbed someone by the neck.
"What the hell are you doing? Let me out now!" The third master, like many others, thought that these people in white and ink clothes were illusions. He broke the neck in his hands as if to vent his anger, and threw the body with all his strength. place.
As a result, after three or two breaths, the corpse flickered like a human-shaped light, swaying, with its head hanging down, and got up on its own. With a click, he straightened his head, with fear still on his face, "Why are you Want to kill me!"
"What a monster!" The third master didn't believe in evil and killed him with another palm.
The corpse flickered again and stood up again.
This time, Zhan Changfeng caught a clue with his eyes of nothingness. He and they were indeed neither human nor ghost nor illusion, with no soul and no body.
But a memory, a living memory! Have the memory of your own thoughts!
It's like a string of numbers giving rise to consciousness.
Zhan Changfeng was even more certain that this was a small world created by the emperor. She had never heard of the naturally bred innate star realm and the world laws that allowed memories to exist in the form of "living people".
Although Fenglou is an emperor-level quasi-sage, he may also be the creator of this place, or be related to the creator of this place.
To verify this idea, just look at whether the Mahayana exercises are nirvana elixir techniques.
"What a stubborn illusion!" The Third Master was furious, and just as he was about to kill him three times, the mysterious black-robed man shouted coldly, "Don't be so arrogant in the land of my clan."
People in white and black clothes surrounded the third master, as if they were enemies, "He should be killed! He should be killed!"
Jiang Chuan also said in response, "Next, you!"
Wow, the Third Master was dragged onto the Balangtai by an inexplicable force, and Jiang Chuan was knocked to the ground with a punch.
As soon as he arrived on the stage, the third master felt that all his strength had been drained away. He couldn't even burn the essence and blood to activate the secret technique. "It's impossible, no."
He was shaking, his eyes were horrified, and he shouted, "Don't come here!"
Jiang Chuan slowly cut off his head, and everyone cheered.
"You deserve it, you dare to bully us."
"Ah, I wish I couldn't kill him with my hands. Before then, I would have ripped out his heart and served him as a dinner party."
"Haha, he is so weak and looks like he has no essence."
Qi Huanluo Yi Mi and others felt their scalps numb after hearing this. Is there something wrong? !
