I heard you've been trying to fight me

The shopkeeper crawled and knelt on the ground, his knees sank into the corpse mud, his whole body was shaking like a pendulum: "Master, we really don't know what's going on here!"

The guy who was half a head taller than him seemed to have been frightened stupid at this moment, and squeezed his body desperately to squeeze behind him.

Fu Yanyang was still standing on the hillside, without looking at them.Instead, the man in white who had been instructing the construction of the altar came over, knocked the two of them unconscious, and after asking Fu Yanyang for instructions, he threw the two humans into the center of the altar.

The shopkeeper and the buddy were stacked together, and the neck was specially placed outside by the person who came up, just facing the surrounding ravine.And the surrounding depressions have passages connected to the gullies.

The surrounding dense fog has not dissipated at all, and it is still unscrupulously covering the sky and the sun.But they stopped on their way around Fu Yanyang's group of people, tumbling back and forth like boiling water.

As time passed, the white mist accumulated more and more around it, and finally turned into something like a white-gray wall.

The expressions of the people surrounding the altar were fanatical, and some of them couldn't help but look at Fu Yanyang on the hillside frequently.

The whole valley was silent, not even the sound of the wind.The atmosphere became more and more oppressive, and those subordinates suddenly knelt down on the ground.

Unsightly and smelly corpse mud was splashed everywhere, and some even got on the altar.

The kneeling subordinates were ashamed, without waiting for the people above to express their views, the three who were close to the altar snapped their own necks.

The three incense sticks on the altar were about to burn out, and Fu Yanyang finally walked down from the hillside.

He Zhi stared at his long backswing carefully, and finally came to a conclusion: "It turned out to be floating..."

Yin Guo squeezed beside him, and said in a sour voice, "I'm also floating, I'm floating ahead of him!"

The altar is made of white jade, and the carved steps are covered with a red carpet.When Fu Yanyang floated up the red carpet, he didn't even glance at the corpse next to him from the corner of his eyes.But for a moment, a faint white smoke appeared on the three twisted corpses.

Fu Yanyang stood on the last step, looking indifferently at the two low-ranking monks in the middle.

"It's not a good thing to die here... yo."

Accompanied by his words, the three wisps of white smoke drifted outward as if drawn by something.

As soon as he touched the gray wall, the three corpses on the ground stood up after a sudden shake, and opened their eyes at the same time - He Zhi saw that there were only white eyes in those three pairs of eyes, not black eyes.

Yin Guo narrowed his eyes, and immediately decisively stuffed himself onto the body in He Zhi's arms.

At the same time, the three corpses jumped towards the place where the white smoke drifted, and the body closest to Yin Guo hesitated for a while, then stopped with its neck about to turn, followed the two in front, and continued to move towards it. Jump where the yin is most abundant.

The other people standing around the altar carefully slowed down their breathing, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and no one dared to raise their heads.

A cyan light flashed by, and a moment later, a thin line of blood appeared between the shopkeeper and Xiaoer's necks.

At the beginning, only a drop of blood spilled from the blood line, and then almost instantly, blood gushed out from there.

He Zhi gradually held his palm, and the circular gully not far away was gradually filled with red.There is also faint white hot air rising up.

Seeing the three corpses plunging headlong into the gray wall, Yin Guo emerged from his body.

Then as soon as I came out, I saw such an exciting scene: "Here is the blood sacrifice? He really is a lunatic!"

This place was originally an ancient battlefield, and there was already a lot of resentment.It's just that as the world has been peaceful for a long time, and the town is deliberately moved here, those killing thoughts are artificially suppressed.

However, someone couldn't bear it and made a deliberate trick, and hundreds of elites from Jianmen died here inexplicably.The great fighting spirit of those sword cultivators aroused the aura of this place, and under the right time and place, this Valley of Silence came into being.

What is terrible is not those killing intents, but the natural reincarnation of death.If you die here, your soul will be trapped forever, until it fades away and merges into the mighty killing intent.

However, for Fu Yanyang, this place is not only a place of reincarnation, but more importantly, a life out of adversity.

His eyes moved away from the bleeding two, and he raised his right hand gracefully.Immediately, three people standing below carried the black bag on their shoulders to the depression of the altar, and roughly tore it open to reveal the contents inside.

On Fu Yanyang's left is Hongdie with a pale face and closed eyes.Not too big or too small, the red butterfly was just stuck in it.

And the one on the right is a young man wearing a feather coat, his cheeks are sunken, his head is turning even though his eyes are closed, and he finally found Fu Yanyang's position, and said expressionlessly, "You won't succeed."

Anger flashed across Fu Yanyang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Why does the eldest son make such calculations, what I do is beneficial to the third and future generations."

The man in the feather coat shook his head: "It's not that I'm calculating, it's that God wants to tell me."

Fu Yanyang was noncommittal, and the bag facing him at this time was also untied.It was the one He Yi recognized at a glance, the white tiger who gave Xiang Zuo his spirit.

The white tiger lay there lazily, and when the person carrying him unwrapped the bag, he stretched out his paws and lifted himself up very cooperatively, without the slightest sense of being put on the altar.

Fu Yanyang looked at him and said with a smile: "Shenjun is very comfortable, but you may not know that in the past few years, Kanshan happened to develop a method. As long as the four divine beasts are put into this perfect formation at the same time, they will They will influence each other, whether you want to release the spirit or not, as long as one is released, the others will follow."

And this formation is dominated by the one that enters last. When all the spirits are drawn out, he will naturally cut off the fetters of other spirits, and then reverse the stars.

After so many years of exploration, generations of sacrifices.Only then did I discover this method that can completely make up for the defects of Kanshan fusion.

The source is the delusion to merge the beasts, so the ending is to merge all the beasts.

Baihu pursed his mouth in an unclear manner, staring blankly at the white mist rolling above.

The blood flow in the necks of the two people in the center became smaller and smaller, and finally became tick-tock.And their bodies also began to twitch, and a few drops of blood from their necks were thrown onto the altar.

Fu Yanyang frowned, and threw them outside casually.

No one paid attention to these two useless people, but all looked devoutly at their mountain master on the altar.

Since the way of heaven is about to be destroyed, then this day will be destroyed!

He Zhi quickly took the two of them into the col, should he thank that gray wall?Sealed three sides, just leaving a gap here.

A few pills were stuffed into the two of them respectively, and after the spiritual energy swam around, it was confirmed that it was just excessive blood loss.

This valley was extremely cold, and the low temperature prevented them from bleeding all the blood from their bodies.Anyway, at least his life was saved.

In just a short moment, there was a storm over the altar.A cyan light rose from Fu Yanyang's head. The red butterfly on the left was still unconscious, but there was also a mass of red gushing out from her hand.

The eldest son pursed his lips so that they turned white, but black light balls still emerged from his eyes.

Every time one appears, the surrounding coercion is doubled.When the third one came out, the corpse mud on the ground sank three feet.The small mountain where people could hide was exposed so unexpectedly.

Fortunately, Fu Yanyang turned his back to He Zhi, and his subordinates who were kneeling on the ground were completely crushed at this moment.

Only the white tiger saw it.

He Zhi met his passing gaze, and quickly raised his right hand, revealing the spirit of the white tiger that was still sealed there.

After looking away, the white tiger's palm shrunk, and a crazy idea appeared in his mind.

The eldest son was the first to realize that something was wrong. He moved his ears, and then said in a strange tone: "There is a mistake."

Fu Yanyang, who was standing there holding the Qinglong spirit, had no expression on his face. Of course he knew that something was wrong, and he also knew that he was swayed by the white tiger.

"I really didn't expect that after waking up, it was only a cup of tea that was found, and the White Tiger God Lord sent out the spirit so quickly."

Fu Yanyang's pupils slowly deformed, and finally shrunk directly into vertical pupils: "I would rather give it to Jianmen, who has a deep hatred, than fulfill me who saved you. God, you really let me see it."

Bai Hu's eyes gradually focused, and then slowly propped up with his elbows, he stared straight at Fu Yanyang: "I know, the reason you brought us together is to use this formation to help you fuse the core of the Four Gods, and then re- Get in shape!

I also know that in this formation, the last one to step in will become the leader of the formation, and then be able to manipulate the power of the four gods. "

The three cores floating in mid-air have different colors, but the coercion inside is equally terrifying.He Zhi's palm was slightly white, and he easily resisted the coercion.

Yin Guo was standing in a place not too far away, not because he didn't want to get close, but because the white tiger spirit was too sharp, the more he was in the body of the spirit, the more the golden aura inside would hurt him.After all, the white tiger is the master of battle, master of killing, and beheading all demons and monsters in the world.

The white tiger's words over there continued: "I'm really curious, do your subordinates know? If you can hide a spirit and take this opportunity to go to the altar, it will allow him to manipulate the power of the four gods. From then on Don't you have to be under others?"

Those lying on the ground trembled all of a sudden, as if they were scared out of their wits, regardless of the stench of the corpse mud, they wished they could just hide inside.

Fu Yanyang swept over the white tiger and circled around the person on the ground.

"Thank you, God, for reminding me, I will definitely learn a lesson next time." Fu Yanyang smiled and showed his small canine teeth: "But maybe you can't see it."

The white tiger without its spirit has no value with him.

Baihu was not angry, but smiled happily.The corners of his mouth widened, and his handsome face was full of willful joy: "When you planned to capture me, did you think that this would speed up your demise?"