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Su Yun was flipping through Lou Ban's books, comparing Mr. Huabi's supernatural powers, when he saw Mr. Huabi's headless corpse staggering and throwing himself to the ground.
"His mother is a thief" Su Yun closed the book, and the country boy couldn't help but swear.
The sound of Mr. Huabi's body falling to the ground woke everyone up, and a Tong family spirit said sharply: "Mr. Huabi is dead, who will take us out?"
Another Tong Family Spiritualist wailed loudly: "We are all going to die here!"
The girl Wutong was furious, and slapped him on the face with her backhand, and sternly shouted: "Shut up! Don't cry and make trouble for my old lady!"
The Tong Family Spiritualist was slapped by her, stopped crying, covered his face and said: "Senior taught me the lesson."
He didn't know who the girl Wutong was, nor who invited her here, he only knew that she could be trusted.
The same is true for other people's impression of the girl Wutong. As for what the girl Wutong looks like, whether it is male or female, no one knows. They only know that there is such a reliable person.
This is the scary thing about the Demon Indus, so you won't doubt her at all.
"Senior is right!"
Tong Qingluo, a great master, was also unconsciously confused by Wutong, he shouted loudly, calmed down the audience, and said in a deep voice: "Masters, you are all spiritual masters who have refined Loubanshu, sir! Mr. Huabi will Yes, all of you can do it too! If Mr. Huabi can do it, you can do it too! Now is not the time to cry and cry, cheer up and crack this dusty sky!"
A spirit man tremblingly said: "Mr. Huabi is dead"
"Wait a moment!"
A Mr. Xixi said loudly: "Have you found out? The caisson in this hall has not changed after the bombardment of Mr. Huabi, and the power of the Great Holy Spirit has not been activated. This reminds me of one thing!"
Everyone fell silent and looked at him one after another.
Tong Qingluo encouraged: "Mr. Zong, keep talking!"
Mr. Zong continued: "I thought of offering sacrifices. When people built new cities in ancient times, they would kill prisoners of war, slaves or death row prisoners, bury them under the city, and then build the city on top of the corpses. This is called sacrifice. Master Lou Tian The Dust Sky is the Great Holy Spirit Soldier, and our ability is no match for Mr. Huabi, so it is naturally difficult to crack the Great Holy Spirit Soldier. Therefore, the easiest way to get out of the Dust Sky is to sacrifice!"
With a serious expression on his face, he looked around: "This is the only way! Every time the dusty sky changes, we sacrifice one person, and use his blood to prevent the spirit soldiers formed from the dusty sky from breaking out."
Tong Qingluo and everyone's eyes gradually brightened.
Mr. Zong counted and said: "We now have forty-six people, that is to say, we can survive forty-five changes in the dusty sky. After forty-five changes, if the last person still fails Walk out of the dusty sky, then the whole army will be wiped out."
Another Mr. Xixi from Shuofang Academy said: "I calculated just now that Mr. Huabi took us into the wall and experienced a total of 23 changes. We only need to go back and sacrifice 22 people , you can walk out of the dusty sky alive!"
The corners of Tong Qingluo's eyes trembled, and he said hoarsely: "What if we continue to move forward?"
Those Mr. Xixi from the Shuofang Academy shook their heads and said, "I don't know how many times we will go through changes. Maybe we can walk out of the dusty sky and enter the ancient hall in the next step, or maybe we will die only one person. Didn't go out"
Everyone fell silent, no one spoke.
Go back and sacrifice twenty-two people.
Who were the twenty-two people who offered sacrifices?
Who is willing to stand up and sacrifice himself?
I'm afraid no one present is willing to stand up and sacrifice himself!
As for whether to walk forward or backward, it is not that important.
Su Yun looked at the people around him, and said silently in his heart: "This is another case of burial at the Dragon Mausoleum, the mountains are covered by heavy snow, human nature fights against each other, and humans and demons grow in the dark But this time, the humans and demons are by my side, there is no such thing as me. To confuse these people, why does such a thing happen?"
?Suddenly, Tong Qingluo smiled all over his face, looked around, and said with a laugh: "There are spiritual masters from our Tong family, a gentleman from the Academy, and three invited seniors."
His memory has been tampered with by the girl Wutong, only Su Yun and the others are invited seniors.
"Then we will focus on strength. The strongest and most useful people will be kept. The weak and useless people will be sacrificed first."
The smiles on Tong Qingluo's face were even more, almostThe situation is changing rapidly!
Everyone rushed forward while the form was not yet determined, and waited until the change in the dusty sky stopped, it was a new form of a spiritual weapon, like a tall tower.
Everyone stood under the tower, only to see the high tower lit up layer by layer, and it was about to explode with power to kill them!
Mr. Zong shouted: "Second Lord, blood sacrifice!"
Tong Qingluo couldn't help but killed the Tong family spirit man who had talked back to him just now, and the blood of the spirit man was splashed on the tower!
The tower was moistened with blood, and the layers of the tower that had been lit up gradually dimmed. Mr. Zong was overjoyed and laughed, "It works! It works!"
Tong Qingluo was ecstatic, he laughed and said: "It really works! My Tong family spirit man deserves to die!"
A Tong family spirit clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Second master is still wise!"
Everyone laughed and laughed, but no one paid attention to the corpse on the ground.
Su Yun frowned, and walked towards the tower. As soon as he moved, Tong Qingluo and others spotted him, and quickly said: "Senior, wait a minute!"
The flood dragon on Su Yun's body turned into countless dust and sand and flowed into the palm of his right hand, turning into a wooden box.
Su Yun pushed lightly, and the wooden box merged with the body of the tower. In front of him, the wooden tower immediately changed, and a portal appeared.
He walked into the portal, and everyone behind rushed to try to break into the portal, but saw that the portal was closed.
The girl Wutong felt awe-inspiring: "He seems to have merged with the dust curtain sky! Yes, the small wooden box just now must be the function of that box! That box is the key to open the dust curtain sky!"
She was even more afraid of Su Yun in her heart: "This man is scheming and scheming, and his scheming is unfathomable. It is really terrifying, even more terrifying than the team leader senior brother! I actually want to win him over!"
She, the demon, even felt a little shuddering: "He has always carried the key, and has been watching us step by step towards desperation with cold eyes, while he is showing a ferocious smile in the dark corner!"
"He's more like a demon than me!"
She suddenly remembered the day when Tianmen Town underwent a drastic change, when the fairy sword attacked Tianmen Town, and she couldn't help shivering: "So many powerful beings like ghosts and gods have died, and they have no physical bodies. Why did he survive? Could it be that he is already dead? Now, his soul is attached to his corpse, so he is actually a personal demon?"
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