After this idiot killed someone, his eyes turned from pitch-black to blood-red. He sat down on the ground holding the furnace and kept giggling and drooling. He muttered that he had become rich and it was all mine, and so on.
Before he could put down the cauldron, a golden whip was suddenly wrapped around his neck and pulled back from behind like a wild boar. Ma Gan's face soon became as red as a purple-skinned eggplant.
People have a desire to survive when they are on the verge of death. This man kept digging at the golden whip like crazy, trying to struggle forward and escape.
However, the bandit behind him was obviously wide and fat. Seeing that he was trying to escape, the force in his hands increased by 50%, and he actually strangled his neck alive.
The fat bandit didn't remain arrogant for long, and was soon stabbed into the heart with a waist bell. The bell actually gouged out his heart alive, and blood spilled all over the floor.
The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. Things like this are happening all over the altar. Yue Guanchao feels that these people have completely lost their humanity, leaving only the beastly nature of the weak and the strong!
"What a fucking bastard. You guys haven't even made any money yet, and you're just thinking about fighting among yourself."
"Hurry up and stop me. If anyone dares to attack one of our own again, I will give him thirty kills with my mighty stick."
"I came out to be punished for turning against you."
Tang Dianrong realized later that something was wrong with his bandits. He kept waving his whip, trying to wake up the bandits.
However, all this was in vain. The bandits seemed to be fascinated by the treasure. They no longer listened to anyone's words and only blindly snatched the gold weapons and killed each other.
Seeing this scene, the bandit leader could already feel that the altar was playing tricks on him, and the fear in his eyes became more and more serious. Without stopping, he pulled out his pistol and fired it, killing all the living bandits in the altar.
"Grandma, what on earth is this altar? It's so evil!"
After experiencing the scene just now, Tang Dianrong still wanted to swallow the treasure, but he had to take into account the weirdness in the altar, lest the gold would be lost before he got it.
"Mr. Tang, we were too reckless. We only cared about the treasures and didn't expect there to be something strange about the altar. Why not let this little beast collect the treasures for us."
At this moment, Yue Guanchao regretted not beating the old witch to death. Her idea was clearly to push him into the fire pit. Now that he was under the control of others, he probably didn't even have the power to refuse.
"Brother-in-law, please, please, please make one more trip and bring us the treasure."
Tang Dianrong made a gesture of invitation, with an air of reluctance. If he didn't go, Ah Ying might really have a problem.
Yue Guanchao calmed down and carefully stepped into the altar. He cursed Wu Yueniang a thousand times in his heart and reluctantly picked up the tiger charm pendant in the bearded hand.
He originally wanted to return the pendant to its original owner, but he never expected that the moment he touched the eye of the witch statue, his eye felt as if a steel needle had been pierced into it and it became extremely painful.
Then, the sorrowful cries that came from the statue made his ears hurt, and his eyes seemed to have onions stuck around them, and he kept crying.
"Oops, I won't become as cruel as the bandits."
Yue Guanchao felt really unsure. He kept resisting the sobs in his ears. Even so, he still couldn't stop the great sadness. He felt like a person drowning in a deep pool, falling deeper into his mind.
Bang!
The bells and bells rang out between heaven and earth. Yue Guanchao's body was no longer under control, his mind became dizzy, and he was on the verge of collapsing completely.
Song Siyuan and Lu Fengjian watched Yue Guanchao fall under the tree, and they had already made plans to enter the altar to save him. Wu Tuman quickly grabbed them both at the critical moment, and Shen Naotao said:
"Hunters, please don't go there. He's fine by himself. What if you go there and kill each other? Don't worry. Since this altar was discovered by juniors, maybe he can turn danger into good. We can only watch from the other side. , don’t get involved easily.”
Wu Tuman looked at Yue Guanchao and could only pray that he was not affected by the altar. If he really turned into a murderous monster, they would all be buried here.
Tang Dianrong and Wu Yueniang didn't quite believe what the old man Wu Tuman said, but they saw with their own eyes how weird the altar was. Seeing Yue Guanchao unconscious, they could only wait on the sidelines, not daring to take a step beyond the realm of possibility.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, Yue Guanchao felt the darkness in front of him weaken a little, and then he was completely awakened by a bright light.
He tentatively opened his eyes gradually, and the dazzling white light made him keep rubbing his eyes. Only when his vision gradually recovered did he have the opportunity to look around.
You won’t know until you see it, but you will be shocked when you see it!
He still remembered that he was standing at the altar, but now he was in a completely unfamiliar place.
Here there is no distinction between heaven and earth, the sun and moon are not visible, day and night are uncertain, the boundless sea of clouds billows in the distance, misty mist fills the feet, and only the six-meter-square stone platform is faintly visible.
"You must be curious, where is this place? Right?"
Yue Guanchao was curious about where he was when the sudden gentle voice behind him made him couldn't help but turn his head and take a closer look.
Oops~
This woman's figure is graceful, charming and bright. The wide-sleeved dress on her body is as crimson as blood. The gauze skirt sways slightly with the breeze, her eyes are flowing horizontally, and the smart haze at the end of her eyes seems to be a collection of human fireworks.
Ah Ying!
No, it's not Ah Ying. Her eyes are full of human sophistication and endless years that Ah Ying doesn't have.
At this moment, a name automatically popped into Yue Guanchao's mind: Wu Beimi!
"You...are you Wu Beimi, the last high priest of the Sushen tribe?"
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