Chapter 1264

In a word, it's like the weight of a thousand catties!

The invisible pressure came all over the place. Fang Yuanxin trembled uncontrollably. He knelt down on the ground on the spot, his sweat soaked his patched Tang suit.

His chest was full of horror, and Fang Yuanxin looked at the girl in white on the altar in amazement.

What a powerful power!

It is said that the powerful master of Yan Ling can live and die in one word.

Life and death are controlled by shallow words!

No wonder the way of heaven doesn't allow her to exist. Bai Chuwei's existence is against heaven.

Bai Chuwei's tender fingers, like jade onions, caressed the altar, and her eyes unconsciously flashed a trace of nostalgia.

In the period of ancient gods, sacrifice was a very important and serious thing. There were nine sacrificial platforms alone!

The meeting of the upper shrine can be held idly, but the sacrificial ceremony must not be few enough.

She was accepted as a righteous sister by Bai Zong at that time. It was not just in words, but through a solemn sacrificial ceremony, she told the heaven and the world!

She still remembers that the sacrificial ceremony at that time was presided over by the fox ancestor as a priest. Looking at her white linen skirt, she asked Bai Zong with a smile if he wanted to rob his priesthood.

However, later, the altar became the battlefield of ancient gods' war!

Seeing Bai Chuwei's hand touching the ancient altar, Fang Yuanxin's eyes leaped with a touch of excited light.

How can the way of heaven allow such an adverse existence?

Wind, come on.

The frigid air of evil spirit comes from all sides of this huge altar. It is the spirit consciousness from ancient times, which has been surviving in this battlefield for thousands of years!

Rao is after thousands of years, these residual gods and spirits consciousness can also instantly drop a villain Island first level villain!

Fang Yuanxin quickly crawled to the ground and let his body stick to the ground. He could clearly feel that the spirit consciousness was only ten centimeters above his back and rushed to Bai Chuwei. His cold sweat was like heavy rain.

Fang Yuanxin was about to collapse, as if he had just escaped from danger.

These are the spirits of the ancient battlefield. If he had not known the danger in advance, he would have lost his life.

Fang Yuanxin was surprised when he didn't hear the scream in his imagination. His body was still close to the ground. He carefully raised his head and looked at the high platform more than ten meters away -

breathing, stagnated on the spot!

Countless ancient gods and spirits are floating beside Bai Chuwei, just like small bubbles on the bottom of the sea.

Fang Yuanxin

Shit? Didn't attack Bai Chuwei?

Some villains had come to villain's island before. They mistakenly entered the altar and were killed on the spot. Later, the head of Hualing prison sent someone to drag their bodies to use as fertilizer!

Nima, these spirits used to be as fierce as tigers. How can they behave like a pet cat in front of Bai Chuwei now?

Bai Chuwei stands on the high platform, and her white jade fingers lightly touch one of the small bubbles, and a small section of the bubble appears:

"the God of creation has a new sister, the God of light. What would you like to send on the day of sacrifice?"

Bai Chuwei was in a daze, and a trace of nostalgia flashed unconsciously in her eyes.

The two people in this picture are under her dog brother.

Presumably, in these blisters, there are still records of some of the spirits of the gods!

Bai Chuwei's watery eyes are shining brightly.

After thousands of years of disappearing in this world, dog's brother has not even left his ashes. Will his consciousness survive in these hundreds of bubbles of spirit consciousness?

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