At this moment, the guard's body was still twitching on the altar. He was still alive, but his mouth was covered in blood and could not make any sound.
His face was flowing with blood, and all his facial features had been removed.
Yu put away his dagger and slowly retreated. Then he bowed to the statue of the curse and bowed his head very devoutly.
The bead curtain is rolled high, the statues in the shrine are silent, but the yin energy in the entire ancestral hall is becoming more and more intense, and the cold is biting.
The paintings of immortals on the wall are also covered with a dark tone.
The altar, which was crisscrossed with various slashing marks, gradually blew out a layer of black blood.
The originally solid stone surface seemed like a swamp in an instant.
The guards began to sink into the altar.
He struggled desperately, his face was distorted, and he issued the most resentful curse at the Xiao family in his heart.
The black air steeped, like clouds and fog. At this moment, the curse and hatred of the guards, as if they were in essence, emerged continuously along the face that had lost their facial features.
These curses and hatreds swelled above the altar, slowly condensed into a mask without facial features and smooth as a mirror, as if cast from iron, looking cold and weird.
The moment the mask was formed, a sound was gurgling in the black blood, and the guards completely sank into the altar.
In a blink of an eye, the altar returned to its original state, and the swamp-like black blood quietly dissipated as if it was just an illusion.
In front of the long desk, four incense sticks were still burning fiercely. When the blue smoke was graceful, the names of the four members of the Xiao family were floating in the air, and the ancient altar stood quietly in the depths of the smoke and clouds.
Seeing that Xiao Meng successfully completed the sacrifice, Xiao Shou nodded with satisfaction and then ordered: Xiang'e, it's your place.
Quickly go forward and sacrifice.
Don't delay it!
Hearing this, the red pink bride immediately opened the box beside her skirt, which was also an escort inside.
She bent down and lifted the guard, threw it onto the altar, then pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and started offering sacrifices directly.
The sound of sharp blades slashing through the skin, flesh and bones was endless. The guard who was originally unconscious was awakened by severe pain. The first thing he saw was the dagger picking out one of his eyeballs.
Ahahahahah ！！！
The shrill and changing screams resounded throughout the ancestral hall.
Blood flowed down all directions along the ancient traces of the altar.
As the sacrifice progressed, the aura of the red pink bride began to become stronger, and it also grew from the Qi training stage to the Dan-building stage.
Soon, black blood appeared on the altar. Like a sacrifice, the guard was also swallowed by the altar bit by bit. His hysterical resentment and hatred before his death condensed into a mask that looked like iron cast.
The pink bride also completed the sacrifice.
On the table, the palace lanterns burn quietly, and the murals become more obscure and darker.
The yin energy is thick, condensed into gray-black smoke, ethereal and winding, lingering all over the room.
The inner fan carved with patterns such as hundreds of sons and grandchildren, melons and silks reflects all kinds of strange silhouettes.
There are silhouettes, footsteps are chaotic, and it seems to be wandering back and forth, mixed with many whispers, densely packed like a tide, and it is surging in secret.
Seeing that things went well, Xiao Shou looked at Pei Ling and said: Zheng'er, it's your place.
Go and offer sacrifices quickly.
My Xiao family’s wish is about to be fulfilled!
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling suddenly came to his senses from Xiao Zheng's memory. Before he could speak, he immediately let out a violent cough.
He looked up and saw that the ancient altar was already mostly infected with blood stains. The mottled color, if you look carefully, was caused by the repeated contamination and splash of blood.
The hatred in it is vast and vast, and it is already richer than before.
Yu and Hongpong Bride have both completed the sacrifice!
Pei Ling gasped violently, and the cold touch of the mask gradually calmed down his thoughts.
At this time, Xiao Shou frowned and spoke again: Zheng'er, why are you still rubbing against?
quick!
Go up and offer sacrifices!
If I delayed the time, I missed the hope of my Xiao family for generations!
Pei Ling stood there, motionless, and had no intention of going up to offer sacrifices.
Seeing that Xiao Zheng was indifferent, Xiao Shou frowned even more and his expression became extremely solemn.
Just like before, he took out a large handful of paper money from his sleeve and scattered it towards Pei Ling.
Paper money fluttered and floated all over Pei Ling, but Pei Ling still did not move.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Shou took out another talisman with a mysterious blood pattern and stuck it to him.Immediately afterwards, Xiao Shou pinched his hands and began to chant words.
However, unlike Xiao Meng just now, Pei Ling still did not respond after this operation.
Xiao Shou's face suddenly changed and he quickly took out more paper money, but the next moment...
brush!
A condensed blood-colored sword energy swept across the sky, instantly killing all the paper money and talismans!
The sword energy was cast and the domineering and bloody smell spread throughout the ancestral hall, and for a moment it dispelled a lot of fragrance fog.
Pei Ling raised his hand, and another blood-colored sword aura slashed out!
This time, the sword roared and cut off the four burning sticks of incense.
Without the support of incense, the altar of the real thing began to tremble and dissipate. At the same time, the bead curtain that had just been rolled up fell quietly, blocking the shrine again.
The statue of the god was blocked by the pearl curtain, and the aura of great terror and disaster disappeared immediately.
The two palace lanterns on the table seemed to be conscious, and suddenly jumped up sharply, sometimes emitting surges, illuminating the ancestral hall, sometimes weak, almost extinguishing.
The entire ancestral hall was light and dark, but the cold aura increased instead of decreasing.
not good!Xiao Shou's face changed drastically, but he had not had time to do anything, the next moment...
Bang!!
The gate of the ancestral hall suddenly opened.
Huhuhuhuhu...
The cold wind quickly swept into the air, causing the four people to flew in the inner clothes, and the fire of the palace lanterns shrank sharply, as if it would be completely extinguished in a blink of an eye.
In the darkness, bursts of laughter suddenly came: Hehehe...hehehe...hehehe...hehehe...hehe...hehe...
The laughter started with monotony, but gradually, it seemed that more and more people were involved.
Countless malicious laughter sounded from all directions, quickly condensed into rolling sound waves, and roared towards the four people of the Xiao family.
As the wind whistled, some soft things suddenly became mixed.
Looking closely, there were clusters of long black hair.
These long hairs came from the top of the ancestral hall. At first, they were just a few strands, but soon, like a black waterfall, the endless long black hair poured down, hanging down like a wisteria flower stand in midsummer.
A pair of blood-colored eyes opened from the hair and poured on the four members of the Xiao family without blinking.
Hehe...hehe...hehe...Laughter continued, the yin wind was everywhere outside the door, and the maids wearing indigo or green skirts were covered in blood, walking out of the darkness. Their facial features were gone, leaving only bloody holes.
Looking straight into the ancestral hall.
Under the swaying skirt, a clamor gradually erupted, and a river of blood mixed with pieces of meat, bones, internal organs, eyes, ears, teeth, tongue, etc. continued to rise.
With the pace of the maids, they approached the ancestral hall little by little.
His face was flowing with blood, and all his facial features had been removed.
Yu put away his dagger and slowly retreated. Then he bowed to the statue of the curse and bowed his head very devoutly.
The bead curtain is rolled high, the statues in the shrine are silent, but the yin energy in the entire ancestral hall is becoming more and more intense, and the cold is biting.
The paintings of immortals on the wall are also covered with a dark tone.
The altar, which was crisscrossed with various slashing marks, gradually blew out a layer of black blood.
The originally solid stone surface seemed like a swamp in an instant.
The guards began to sink into the altar.
He struggled desperately, his face was distorted, and he issued the most resentful curse at the Xiao family in his heart.
The black air steeped, like clouds and fog. At this moment, the curse and hatred of the guards, as if they were in essence, emerged continuously along the face that had lost their facial features.
These curses and hatreds swelled above the altar, slowly condensed into a mask without facial features and smooth as a mirror, as if cast from iron, looking cold and weird.
The moment the mask was formed, a sound was gurgling in the black blood, and the guards completely sank into the altar.
In a blink of an eye, the altar returned to its original state, and the swamp-like black blood quietly dissipated as if it was just an illusion.
In front of the long desk, four incense sticks were still burning fiercely. When the blue smoke was graceful, the names of the four members of the Xiao family were floating in the air, and the ancient altar stood quietly in the depths of the smoke and clouds.
Seeing that Xiao Meng successfully completed the sacrifice, Xiao Shou nodded with satisfaction and then ordered: Xiang'e, it's your place.
Quickly go forward and sacrifice.
Don't delay it!
Hearing this, the red pink bride immediately opened the box beside her skirt, which was also an escort inside.
She bent down and lifted the guard, threw it onto the altar, then pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and started offering sacrifices directly.
The sound of sharp blades slashing through the skin, flesh and bones was endless. The guard who was originally unconscious was awakened by severe pain. The first thing he saw was the dagger picking out one of his eyeballs.
Ahahahahah ！！！
The shrill and changing screams resounded throughout the ancestral hall.
Blood flowed down all directions along the ancient traces of the altar.
As the sacrifice progressed, the aura of the red pink bride began to become stronger, and it also grew from the Qi training stage to the Dan-building stage.
Soon, black blood appeared on the altar. Like a sacrifice, the guard was also swallowed by the altar bit by bit. His hysterical resentment and hatred before his death condensed into a mask that looked like iron cast.
The pink bride also completed the sacrifice.
On the table, the palace lanterns burn quietly, and the murals become more obscure and darker.
The yin energy is thick, condensed into gray-black smoke, ethereal and winding, lingering all over the room.
The inner fan carved with patterns such as hundreds of sons and grandchildren, melons and silks reflects all kinds of strange silhouettes.
There are silhouettes, footsteps are chaotic, and it seems to be wandering back and forth, mixed with many whispers, densely packed like a tide, and it is surging in secret.
Seeing that things went well, Xiao Shou looked at Pei Ling and said: Zheng'er, it's your place.
Go and offer sacrifices quickly.
My Xiao family’s wish is about to be fulfilled!
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling suddenly came to his senses from Xiao Zheng's memory. Before he could speak, he immediately let out a violent cough.
He looked up and saw that the ancient altar was already mostly infected with blood stains. The mottled color, if you look carefully, was caused by the repeated contamination and splash of blood.
The hatred in it is vast and vast, and it is already richer than before.
Yu and Hongpong Bride have both completed the sacrifice!
Pei Ling gasped violently, and the cold touch of the mask gradually calmed down his thoughts.
At this time, Xiao Shou frowned and spoke again: Zheng'er, why are you still rubbing against?
quick!
Go up and offer sacrifices!
If I delayed the time, I missed the hope of my Xiao family for generations!
Pei Ling stood there, motionless, and had no intention of going up to offer sacrifices.
Seeing that Xiao Zheng was indifferent, Xiao Shou frowned even more and his expression became extremely solemn.
Just like before, he took out a large handful of paper money from his sleeve and scattered it towards Pei Ling.
Paper money fluttered and floated all over Pei Ling, but Pei Ling still did not move.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Shou took out another talisman with a mysterious blood pattern and stuck it to him.Immediately afterwards, Xiao Shou pinched his hands and began to chant words.
However, unlike Xiao Meng just now, Pei Ling still did not respond after this operation.
Xiao Shou's face suddenly changed and he quickly took out more paper money, but the next moment...
brush!
A condensed blood-colored sword energy swept across the sky, instantly killing all the paper money and talismans!
The sword energy was cast and the domineering and bloody smell spread throughout the ancestral hall, and for a moment it dispelled a lot of fragrance fog.
Pei Ling raised his hand, and another blood-colored sword aura slashed out!
This time, the sword roared and cut off the four burning sticks of incense.
Without the support of incense, the altar of the real thing began to tremble and dissipate. At the same time, the bead curtain that had just been rolled up fell quietly, blocking the shrine again.
The statue of the god was blocked by the pearl curtain, and the aura of great terror and disaster disappeared immediately.
The two palace lanterns on the table seemed to be conscious, and suddenly jumped up sharply, sometimes emitting surges, illuminating the ancestral hall, sometimes weak, almost extinguishing.
The entire ancestral hall was light and dark, but the cold aura increased instead of decreasing.
not good!Xiao Shou's face changed drastically, but he had not had time to do anything, the next moment...
Bang!!
The gate of the ancestral hall suddenly opened.
Huhuhuhuhu...
The cold wind quickly swept into the air, causing the four people to flew in the inner clothes, and the fire of the palace lanterns shrank sharply, as if it would be completely extinguished in a blink of an eye.
In the darkness, bursts of laughter suddenly came: Hehehe...hehehe...hehehe...hehehe...hehe...hehe...
The laughter started with monotony, but gradually, it seemed that more and more people were involved.
Countless malicious laughter sounded from all directions, quickly condensed into rolling sound waves, and roared towards the four people of the Xiao family.
As the wind whistled, some soft things suddenly became mixed.
Looking closely, there were clusters of long black hair.
These long hairs came from the top of the ancestral hall. At first, they were just a few strands, but soon, like a black waterfall, the endless long black hair poured down, hanging down like a wisteria flower stand in midsummer.
A pair of blood-colored eyes opened from the hair and poured on the four members of the Xiao family without blinking.
Hehe...hehe...hehe...Laughter continued, the yin wind was everywhere outside the door, and the maids wearing indigo or green skirts were covered in blood, walking out of the darkness. Their facial features were gone, leaving only bloody holes.
Looking straight into the ancestral hall.
Under the swaying skirt, a clamor gradually erupted, and a river of blood mixed with pieces of meat, bones, internal organs, eyes, ears, teeth, tongue, etc. continued to rise.
With the pace of the maids, they approached the ancestral hall little by little.
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