Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

The waves on the water surface layer upon layer, revealing the altar with exquisite, elegant and complex patterns below.

There are three floors in total, one on top of the other, just like the elegant and clean white lotus in full bloom, it is a magnificent scene full of impact.

Just when the redemption was about to make the next move.

Shiqi Xianxuan's voice took one step, and slowly floated up with an invisible force——

Fly to the top of the altar.

The moment Shi Xi flew over, the area around the bottom of the platform was covered with a layer of white water waves, stacked into a lotus flower, and white foam was piled up around it, supporting the altar.

Shi Xi's body was covered by a hazy halo, and others couldn't see his expression clearly.

Under the hazy halo, he closed his eyes slightly, and the faint halo was slowly soaked in a layer of inconspicuous red, with strands and strands showing a coquettish red.

This is - the altar heard their choice last time, and when the game ended, it automatically included Shiqi as a sacrifice on the stage.

When Red saw this, he pinched the handle of the umbrella with his long white fingers, and the pads of his fingers that were in contact with the handle turned white.

His gaze closely followed the changes on the altar, the rising of the altar this time...is different from usual.

Under the lens that reflected the red glow of the sky, the warmth in the pupils of the redemption was gone, and was replaced by caution and coldness. He was trying to calmly look at the scene on the altar.

The other hand gently stroked his heart.

He had never felt this way before, as if the person on the altar was injured even a little bit, it would cause pain like gouging the heart and scraping the lungs, and even the breathing was forced to be suppressed.

If there is any next move on the stage, he will do his best to save Shi Qi.

In the shadow on the rear deck of Redemption, he obviously stood still, but the shadow seemed to have its own consciousness, shaking restlessly.

At this moment, all eyes on the deck of the ship were on the altar rising from the sea.

No one noticed the change in the shadow behind the redemption, not even Qing Zhang.

The sea water around the altar is clear and bright, with azure blue waves tumbling, perfectly transitioning from blue to transparent color, forming a huge sea lotus on the base of the altar.

Such a quiet and beautiful scene did not last for a few seconds.

The altar suddenly began to rotate violently, and with the rotation of the altar, Shi Xi's body was also spinning uncontrollably.

At the same time, the surrounding waves were layer upon layer, rising in height, and there was a tendency to cover the altar.

Redeemed's already pale expression suddenly became even paler, and his lips were tightly pressed together.

The umbrella in his hand was quickly put away by him, the light of the setting sun fell on him, and the skin that touched the light was so white that it almost disappeared.

The umbrella turned into a delicate piece of silver and landed in the hand of the redeemer. It was covered with a layer of light and faint fluorescence, and it was hard to see what it was.

Before Qing Zhang could make a sound to stop him, Hu had already flown off the deck.

Just as the redemption leaped up from the deck, hovering in mid-air, the shadow that had been behind him also moved at the same moment.

The dark shadow expanded in an instant, and finally turned into a young man in a black robe. The black hood was on his head, but it was not completely covered. Under the light, the corners of his eyes were obviously coquettish and charming. Like a tempting demon.

But those eyes that should have been extremely charming were full of worry and cruelty.

Redemption and Fallen were suspended in the air on both sides of the altar.

The thin threads in his hand are densely packed, trying to pass through the seawater that is in a state of rapid rotation.

However, the setting sun was red and warm, as if some kind of spell had been added, the naked skins of Redemption and Fallen were corroded bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It turned into a little bit of dust and floated in the air, and finally drifted to nowhere with the wind.

Redeeming lowered his eyes, lightly raised his long finger, and pushed the object he just took back forward, a silver-blue light pierced the air, and finally stopped above the altar.

That was a piece of dragon scale.

The luster on the dragon scale was flickering, trying hard to tear a hole above the water curtain.

At this moment, with his eyes closed, he could feel his scattered original power here.

The original power is not much, and it only needs a few more seconds to absorb it.

He was surrounded by lustrous brilliance, and his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of holy light, unattainable and attractive.

Finally, the altar stopped turning, and Shiqi stood on the altar covered in a ball by the water flow.

Before he could take the initiative to use mana to split the water flow, the altar automatically lifted up a little.

The curtain formed by the surrounding water flow seemed to be aggravated by gravity, and it fell into the sea almost instantly and returned to calm.

At this time, the two people who were trying to rescue him from the sun outside were pushed back to the deck by the sudden force fluctuation.

The moment the two fell to the ground and coughed up blood, they wanted to leave for the altar again.

However, seeing Shi Qi intact, he stopped the action he was about to make just now.

Just ready to attack immediately, waiting all the time.

The three people over there were originally relieved to see Shi Qi being carried over by the altar.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the other party appeared in front of them again, safe and sound.

The sharp chills of a few people followed, and they took a few steps back unconsciously.

"God loves the world, since you have found this clue, why don't you use it well?"

Empty and distant voices came from all directions, carrying uncontrollable pity and regret.

The faces of those people were pale, and their eyes were full of fear. This voice...

They have heard that when they were adults, the family once recorded that sacred moment, and only a family that is strong enough can record this sound.

On the day of adulthood, they hope that by feeling this power, their future will be bright and bright.

How many years ago was that recorded sound, 100 years? 300 years?Maybe longer.

"This sacrifice is deemed unqualified, and whoever decides who the sacrifice is will be punished."

"Since God loves the world, why does he need people as sacrifices?"

The questioning voice was ethereal and ethereal, as if they didn't understand what they were thinking, before waiting for an answer, the voice left here lightly.

While the sound was remote, several people over there were lifted up by an invisible force and suspended in mid-air, and a transparent light shield enveloped them.

Their voices could not be heard outside, only their terrified eyes and curled figures could be seen.

Shi Qi searched for the invisible steps on the altar, walked to the deck, and saw the two skins touching the sun.

Immediately took out his "Ming Ling", and the moment the red umbrella was propped up, it blocked the light.

The skins of the two of them that had almost disappeared just now were slowly recovering, and Shi Qi found that after the toss just now, the skins of the two of them, Redeemed and Fallen, were even paler and more transparent.

Qingzhang who was at the side was a little surprised when he saw this scene. He walked with old steps, trying to speed up his pace.

The man in the black robe and hood gave him a dark and sinister look.