Chapter 444： We are all sacrifices

444: We are all sacrifices

Outside the trial space, the auditorium.

Looking at Qin Feng, who rose into the air from the light curtain, and was covered in blue brilliance.

All the audience opened their mouths in shock!

Because of the two previous riots in Heiyuan, in the Sanctuary of the Sky, all the master-level figures on the bright side went to Heiyuan to suppress those rioting monsters.

The people who came to watch the battle of Tianjiao at this moment are basically people of the supreme and god-level.

The cultivation of these people is uneven.

But at this moment, no matter how high or low the cultivation base is, they all feel an extremely powerful force from Qin Feng who is in another space in the light curtain. pressure.

"Damn it! Is this the little white face from before!"

"I'm Nima, what Alai said is actually true, this person is really so powerful!"

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"Is this the point? Shouldn't the point be the big move saved by this boss?"

"What is he doing, why is he looking at the sky above his head!"

"Damn it! I realized that he wanted to split the trial space?"

"Why! According to the previous situation, shouldn't he have made an agreement with the people of Tianji Pavilion? Otherwise Tianji Pavilion will not be crazy for him before entering the trial space The stunt!"

"I think so too, I feel that the other contestants in the trial space seem to be... all, oh, they are all this person's feed, what Tianji Pavilion did before Everything is just to inspire the killing intent of those contestants and let them be killed by this person!"

"No, if what you said is true, then why did he lock the trial space, shouldn't his target be those people in the trial space?"

"Yes, even if he has the ability to devour others' cultivation, after the space collapses, he won't have to eat!"

"Fuck, what the **** is going on, how can I feel a conspiracy!"

"Fuck, you've got it right, look outside, it's a barrier!"

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During a period of discussion, the audience, who worked together, unconsciously deduced part of Baiyulou's plan.

But this is normal. Most of these people have ascended from the major derivative worlds. Coming to this world itself is a proof of strength.

After that, they experienced endless killings, and survived to this day from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

One or two, better than a ghost.

However, realizing and seeing, but can not change the ending that they have been written to death.

After all, they are not Qin Feng, they don't have the Dragon Slaying Blade, they won't cut the world with one blade!

The sound of reminders sounded, and under the reminders of some Illuminati, the audience in the auditorium moved their eyes from the light curtain to Qianlong City around.

At this moment, a huge barrier has been raised.

In the sky, the altar that absorbed the emotions of countless people gradually solidified, and it was revealed in the eyes of everyone!

"What is that thing, how is it in the shape of an altar, why haven't I seen such a thing in the previous battle for the Tianjiao list?"

"Damn, how did I see myself in that altar, and why am I locked up!"

"Wang Ermazi, why is there a black light on your body? Why is this black light connected to the altar in the sky?"

"Li Lijia, you also have a special body, and yours is also black, thicker than Laozi's body!"

"What are you doing in Tianji Pavilion? Are they trying to sacrifice us all?"

"Sacrifice? Must be like this? I understand, they chose that number one, and then used that number one to affect our emotions, the black light flow is fear, the red is anger..., They collect our emotions, use him to connect us to that altar above the sky, and then we become sacrifices!

Hahaha, we are all special sacrifices! "

"What? You know this thing? Don't laugh so much, you should be more clear about how this thing is cracked!"

In the audience, an audience who had entered the ancient ruins and knew the function of the Baiyulou altar went crazy.

A thick black airflow flew out from his body.

Beside him, the audience who heard what he said shook his body frantically, trying to wake up the only person who knew the truth.

However, it was all in vain.

"It's over, we are all over? We are all sacrifices, we are all cattle and sheep on the altar!"

The voice fell, the black air on the man dissipated, and a thicker gray air flow came out, which was despair, despair born from fear.

With a click, the man was split open by a knife, and the man who split him took out two crystals from his body and swallowed them into his belly.

He just wants to get the memory in the man's mind, the memory of the altar!

He was very lucky, he got it.

However, he is very unfortunate, because he has no way to solve it.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! Lao Tzu is not a sacrifice!"

"Think of a way! Hurry up and think of a way! There are so many of us, we must have a way to break this evil law!"

While passing on the memory, the man also passed on his roar.

With a wave of spiritual thoughts, some people in the audience got that memory.

To survive, to live.

They learned from the pioneers and passed on this memory regardless of the cost.

In a few moments, all the audience have such a memory in their minds.

However, even so, these nearly 300,000 people, nearly 300,000 monks above the rank of gods, have nothing to do with the altar above the sky.

At this moment, a burst of wild laughter appeared.

"Did you find out, but it's too late, the moment you have emotional fluctuations, your fate is already doomed!"

"You are all sacrifices!"