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Chapter 181 Evil Ritual (please subscribe for monthly ticket)

At this time, in the depths of the ruins of Fengqi City, hundreds of meters underground.

Wang Suiran, who was wearing a white robe with gold patterns, held a scepter and walked into the dark rock tunnel with the light green light from the top of the scepter.

Behind him silently followed more than a dozen people in black robes, bowing slightly with solemn expressions.

In front of Wang Suiran was an arched stone bridge several meters wide and [-] meters long, forming a connecting passage in the huge crack.

Wang Suiran stepped onto the stone bridge, and the cold wind came from the darkness, blowing his clothes fluttering and billowing, but Wang Suiran didn't care, just walked forward like this.

Every time the scepter landed, there would be a clear and long chant. Wang Suiran walked forward, and when he reached the middle of the long bridge, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Although it is underground, the temperature in this huge cavity is nearly [-] degrees, which is not suitable for any ordinary creatures to survive.

On the opposite side of the dangerous bridge, there is a towering building in the style of a church.

This building is about [-] meters high, with a towering and thin style, and extremely complicated relief patterns, which make people feel sad, mysterious and sublime at a glance.

On both sides of the church, rows of flying buttresses open up the space.

In front of the main entrance, a pair of five-meter-high priest stone carvings stand facing south.

On the ceiling of the church made of colored glass, the dark red light shines directly upwards, cascading and rippling on the top of the rock cavity, like the aurora with changed colors and flattened.

Walking across the stone bridge, the white-robed man walked up the circular staircase.

Looking back at this moment, the dark tunnel in the distance has been submerged in darkness and is no longer visible.

Stepping into the cathedral, the tall and straight man seems to be stepping into the belly of a giant beast.

Above, the ribbed vault with a height of 70 meters above the ground is like rows of ribs, and the glazed horizontal windows are like skin.

Wang Suiran sat cross-legged on the ground and murmured:
"Beginning with the first gods."

"Shepherding all the evil in the world."

"Let all dust return to nothingness."

"The true god in charge of the end."

"I humbly ask for your blessing and help!"

"I exchange the blood of the traitor god for your mercy!"

A dim black stone lamp was lit on the wall.

In the complex pattern drawn with blood, the pale Wang Suiran knelt on the ground with his eyes closed and folded his hands in front of his chest.

The pattern has five corners in total, and on each corner is placed a piece of golden villain, each of which has a drop of dark red blood, and a strange golden glow is shining in the blood.

Wang Suiran knelt and sat in the middle of the pattern, in front of him was a black porcelain bowl filled with more than half a bowl of blood, chanting words.

While chanting, he carefully spread the malice and resentment harvested over the years from the inside to the outside, at a slow speed, gradually stretching out of the body like drawing silk, turning into a few "tentacles" invisible to the naked eye and extending into the black Blood in a bowl.

The dark red blood, with a little bit of gold, was gurgling like boiling at this moment, and the whole process only lasted a few seconds.

The golden color in the blood evaporated quickly, like gold particles floating above the blood, and gradually disappeared in the air.

During this process, the dark red blood slowly lost its color and vitality, and shrank by half, turning into a bowl of black viscous substance.

A faint smell came out, and four words appeared on the ground in front of Wang Suiran, "Dragon snake fire ground."

"Got you!"

The three of Jiang Shu rested in Yongye Town for a day. Under Qu Yan's management, this Yongye Town is well organized, which is a bit like the town of Nicholas back then.

At night, Tong Mengqian and Wang Qingshui slept together, and Jiang Shu slept next door. If something happened, both sides would take care of them.

In the morning, Jiang Shu looked at the sheets and felt that he needed to find a girlfriend.

After all, he was a little embarrassed to let others wash the sheets all the time, and he was a little uncomfortable sleeping in pants.

Several people came to the side of the Mystic Witch Swamp, and Tong Mengqian whispered: "Here, the air is much wetter than our inland area, and the wind and sand are not so strong. Let's be more careful."

Perhaps it's because the realm of death, the Mystic Witch Swamp, is too terrifying. The more you go there, the fewer and fewer creatures you can encounter.Everyone accelerated with all their strength, and as they got closer to the Mystic Witch Swamp, the air became more and more humid.

The ground began to soften gradually, and occasionally some rotten stench appeared in everyone's nostrils. Several people realized that the Mystic Witch Swamp should be approaching.

After continuing to move forward for an hour, the three finally saw the destination of the trip, but everyone couldn't help but change their expressions, but from a distance, they could all feel the horror of this domain of death.

In the distance, a large area of ​​light green mist covered a huge area. These light green mist seemed to linger all year round, and they were much thicker than the gray fog in other places.

There has always been a saying in gray fog areas that the denser the fog, the more dangerous it is.

And here, Jiang Shu and the others could clearly see that the closer to the misty ground, the darker the color.

At the edge of the fog, the ground turned black.Occasionally there will be a few air bubbles formed by the mud.

Those weird smells and moist water vapor drifted out from there.

It was impossible to see how big the Mystic Witch Swamp was, so Jiang Shu deliberately used his powerful soul power to investigate.

He was surprised to find that the more inward the fog was, the darker its color was, and in the depths of the Gloomy Swamp, the fog was even dark green.As for the size of the swamp, he couldn't measure it, because the fog in the distance was too thick, which blocked his vision.

Jiang Shu withdrew his thoughts, gathered everyone together, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that this swamp of secret witches is more difficult to deal with than we imagined. Tong Mengqian, Wang Qingshui, you two must be careful. Enter it, Our line of sight is likely to be affected to a certain extent, we cannot disperse, and all gather around me. If there is an attack, everyone will try to move closer to me. Let's go to the edge of the swamp first, and then try to enter."

After finishing speaking, the group of people hurried to the edge of the swamp. The closer they got to the swamp, the softer the ground under their feet became. When they got close to the edge, they felt like their bodies were about to sink when they stepped on the ground. , that endless swamp, like a wild beast, will choose to eat people!

(End of this chapter)