People are constantly pouring in, with people everywhere in the streets and alleys, and they all look over, densely packed and endless.

The entire temple was decorated with lights and colorful colors, and there were markets and various vendors carrying food and objects. In this era, besides the temple, there were probably only the legendary city of immortals and demons, and Youdu could see such a grand scene.

Hundreds of people carried high statues of the witch gods and entered from Ximen, the base pillars of these people were all wizards, and each of them was extremely powerful. The most ordinary and inferior wizards could also tear tigers and leopards. They carried this heavy wooden statue platform and walked neatly.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Every step is on the node, and it is neatly lit up, as if the earth is also shaking.

On the spacious street, thousands of people danced sacrifices and walked forward with exaggerated steps, and the sound of animal skin drums.

The vast sacrificial dance surrounded by strange and tall statues of the witch god, heading towards the center bit by bit.

Along the way, there were all people who bowed their heads and bowed their heads. Many of them knelt on the ground and roared wildly, as if this was the only way to get closer to the witch god.

Dozens of witch sacrifices stood at the opening road, shouting and praying, which came from the oldest syllables and chantings, accompanied by the sound of the silhouette, low and vicissitudes.

With the strangeness and fanaticism, the tall and terrifying statue of the witch god led by dozens of witch gods who had smeared their bodies and had broken hair on their faces, and entered the witch god altar under the tribute of the entire capital.

The tall statue of the witch god, under the joint efforts of the Great Witch Sacrifice Cloud and the witches, floated up little by little under their sacrifice and bowing, and fell on the witch god altar. The entire witch god altar finally became complete.

The sacrificial ceremony of the Witch God Sacrifice finally reached its climax.

King Huan brought the royal family and great witch sacrifices, witch sacrifices, witch sacrifices, curses and other most powerful witch sacrifices in front of him, representing the spokesperson of the witch god to offer sacrifices to the witch god and the sky.

The princes, Fang Bo, and the tribe lords all watched the ceremony below. As King Huan picked up the wine vessel and knelt down together, expressing his sincere conscience to King Huan, and also indicating that the vassal states they controlled were all vassal states of Dahuan and recognized Dahuan's rule over them.

And at this time, wine and sacrifices naturally become the most important existence in sacrifices. Wine is called a medium for communicating with the witch god, and sacrifices are gifts to please the witch god and the heavens.

Hundreds of people who were demoted to slaves in the north because of rebellion were now tied together like pigs and sheep, tied under the altar, placed together with a large number of livestock, and later sacrificed to the witch god.

This bloody and terrifying sacrificial ritual has rarely been adopted in the past decade, but because today's witch god sacrifice is different from the past, the tradition has been restored here.

Drink and revel in praying to the witch god.

Massacre, beheading, burying the head, digging the heart, blood gathered into a river. In the midst of the witch sacrifice, this crazy blood sacrifice scene inspired the wildness in the heart of the Dahuan people who had originally hidden the barbaric killing in their bones, and the whole monk seemed to have returned to the former monk tribal era.

Hundreds of bloody heads were offered as sacrifices. A large group of witches were lying on them. All the animals turned into rich blood and were absorbed by the terrifying and gloomy statue of the witch god in the upper head.

The statue of the Witch God suddenly turned into bloody color, and its hideous face and blood-red eyes seemed to have suddenly become more agile.

The giant wooden statue, which was a dead object, seemed to be walking down from the altar and rushing into the world.

At this moment, the sky was dimming for some reason.

The clouds were covered with dark clouds, but there was no thunder. The bright world was gone tomorrow, and the entire city was trapped in a darkness.

The world changes color, and the universe changes.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and the groups of witch sacrifices became even more excited, shouting wildly about the ancient name of the witch god, all of which believed that it was the arrival of the witch god.

The Huan people below became even more awe and crazy. In their eyes, the strange phenomena of heaven and earth were all related to the witch god, and everything was reflected in the will of the witch god.

At this moment, dozens of disciples from the academy were here, and no one went to the outside world to participate in the Witch God Sacrifice.

These are the children who are not favored by the family and are abandoned and considered the most unqualified. At this moment, they have been in the Dudu Academy for a year, but they are like a complete transformation.

Knowledge and vision can change a person's spirit and appearance.

Fang Xiu put one hand behind him and held the book in the other hand, his eyes swept over every student present. There were 24 people left. How many people went and came and went, and in the end, there were only these forty-two people left. Fang Xiu spent a year telling them all what he could tell.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Xiu also stayed in the library of the Dudu Academy.

Suddenly, I felt quite moved that the next time I stepped into the capital, I would probably not see any of these capital students.

Fang Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "Suigua's beginning!"

"Who preaches~"

The disciples of the school below also looked at the Master one by one, as if they had felt something. Listening to these two sentences, they suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes and heavyness. In their opinion, this was the Master's self-proclaim, but no one really understood the meaning of Fang Xiu's sigh.

Even the witch sacrifice can only live for a hundred years, and the witches who have inspired their bloodline and supernatural powers will not live for two hundred years. They are all ordinary people, so how can they resist the passing of time?

However, the knowledge they inherit, the will and principles they carry will continue to be passed on.

"A teacher is to preach, teach, and solve doubts!"

"My way has been passed down to you and others, and I hope you can go to Everbright the Duodu Academy!"

"Zhuang Li! After I go, you will be the next generation of master!"

Fang Xiu pointed the name of a man in his thirties who looked a little thin, and the man immediately stepped forward and knelt in front of him.

Fang Xiu handed him a volume of white jade slips that looked extraordinary. This was a magic weapon embryo made by Fang Xiu. The material was made of a piece of spiritual jade produced in the depths of the North Sea, accompanied by the blood of the dragon. It is not invaded by water and fire, and it is difficult to damage the sword and axe.

The function is to store and review a lot of knowledge. As long as the words are written on it, they can be stored in it and can be used by mortals. With this jade slip, the entire Wudu Academy is in the inheritance.

It is called the Jade Slip of Preaching, and Fang Xiu also passed on the Jade Slip as a token of the Wudu Academy.

Zhuang Li respectfully took the preaching jade slip, but Fang Xiu disappeared little by little in the Andu Academy.

"Don't come out if you hear any noise today!"

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As a blood light soared into the sky, it instantly spread to the entire capital.

The black smoke from the earth spread out into the sky little by little, and strange power penetrated out, covering the entire capital.

The moon locust, hidden in every corner of the entire monument, resonated with each other, and black lights filled with them, connected with them.

This terrifying scene was regarded by the common people and nobles of Dahuan as strange phenomena of the arrival of the witch god. They were mad and could not suppress themselves. Even some princes Fang Bo couldn't believe it and looked at the statue of the witch god on the stage.

There were only a large number of witch sacrifices. At this moment, they saw something was wrong. They looked around in panic and at a loss, looking at the sky and the earth, without understanding at all how everything in front of them was caused.

They have never encountered such a situation or scene.

And even more terrifying, shadows and darkness struggled out of the earth.

Ghosts that can only appear at night have emerged at the same time and set foot on the earth.

One twisted shadow of ghosts after another appeared in the darkness, and thousands of dead souls stood on the streets and appeared beside everyone in the capital at this moment.

"What is that?" The common people who were caring on the street were stunned for a moment, shivering under the darkness, terrifying shadows.

"Evil ghost? Evil ghosts are coming out!" One by one, one phantom appeared in the streets and alleys, and then gradually turned into solidity. They were hideous and terrifying evil ghosts.

"Ah! Protect me! Protect me!" The terrifying nobleman fell from his chariot and shouted.

However, at this moment, the entire street was in chaos, and everyone ran wildly at a loss. The fear of the evil ghosts had penetrated into everyone's hearts.

The illusory shadows gradually condensed, and their ferocious and bloody pupils looked at them.

The evil ghost in the bloody clothes of animal skins, white bones and skeletons, and the demon ghost running wildly with broken limbs, were like giants, several meters high, easily tearing apart the walls and destroying the houses.

The headless general wearing armor and holding a big axe easily cut passers-by in half.

Some barbarian ghost troops even rushed out, carrying chariots and ghost beasts, rushed out from the underground, crossing the boundary between life and death, and crashing into the street. Along the way, they devoured living people wantonly.

The evil ghosts laughed fiercely, and crazy and greedy desires were rampant in the world. People walking on the streets terrifyingly chose people to eat, and greedily chewed the flesh and blood of living people.

In the sky, endless black shadows circled, making sharp screams, and pounced down from time to time, biting a living person to death.

Here, life and death have lost their boundaries, and the ghosts have completely stood in the realm of the living, venting their hatred and rage.

The people gathered in the capital of the Han people had nowhere to hide. They seemed so fragile under the endless evil spirits, but their ordinary weapons had no effect on these evil spirits and evil spirits.

They could only scream, yell, run, struggle, and die.

The crises and ghosts hidden under the ancient capital have all exploded.

The terrifying scenes caused even make people feel that the place they are standing at this moment is not in the mountains and sea realms, but in purgatory.

Because thousands of ghosts broke free, the power that spread out, together with the entire formation, completely turned the till into darkness, and the sun in the sky disappeared.

The whole wall seemed to have entered the night, and the black smoke became everything in sight.

"Hahaha! It's finally over!"

"A few years of planning are now today!"

Qingyun, wearing a blood-red witch robe, looked up at King Huan and dozens of wizards on the altar, with cold eyes on his face as if he was looking at King Huan like a dead person.

King Huan also looked at him, but his old body exuded a power like a tiger and wolf, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"The last step!"

"start!"

With Qingyun's roar, countless talisman lights emanated from his body, and the entire formation resonated with it.

The black smoke closed and gathered towards the center, and all the ghosts followed, pounced on here from the sky.

However, what Qingyun didn't expect was that the infinite black smoke had penetrated into his shell at this moment, and the evil ghosts rushed towards him.

The terrifying evil ghost formed a storm, sweeping him up, chewing his flesh and blood wildly.

Qingyun was stunned for a moment. He screamed and howled, surrounded by endless evil spirits.

His whole body was covered with darkness and evil spirits. Under the altar, a violent black storm formed. Everyone around him, the princes, Fang Bo, and the nobles of the Dudu quickly avoided him.

During the violent struggle, a huge golden forbidden light burst out from the body of the Qingyun Taoist, and mysterious talismans rose up, and golden spiritual lights burst out and swept out dozens of meters.
To be continued...