Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Everyone was shocked, and all their eyes fell on Feng Qingran.

No one who has entered here, whether they are living beings or ghosts, has ever regained consciousness.

They will not let go of those who cannot be sacrificed.

All are shared.

Only one person left here, and that person was an old man. At that time, they had already washed and prepared to cook the pot.

As a result, Master Beiming broke in and asked them to let the old man go.

For this reason, Master Beiming took out the things he got from the mysterious people and gave two-thirds of them to them.

That was the only one they let go.

The old man they let go was much stronger than the little girl in front of them.

Even so, the old man could not break free from the shackles of the illusion.

This little girl in the sky-peeping realm was able to escape the control of the illusion. Could it be that Master Beiming was causing trouble again?

Some people's eyes subconsciously looked at the remnant soul.

Feng Qingran's apricot eyes were focused and calm, and she calmly faced dozens of scorching gazes and remained silent.

Seeing this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of one's mouth, and his eyes wandered on Canhun and Feng Qingran, "Master Beiming, did you know that she had regained consciousness? Are you deliberately trying to trick us?"

Master Beiming turned into a human again, his face darkened, and he glared at the person who spoke, "Didn't I just remind you that she is not normal? But you think I have selfish motives and accuse me one after another..."

Beiming Zhenren transformed into a kind-hearted old man.

But what he was wearing was almost exactly the same as the old man from Tiangang Nine Halls, as if he was wearing the same sect's clothes.

Feng Qingran looked at Zhenren Beiming, a strange color flashed across his eyes, and many memories flashed through his mind.

The senior said at the beginning that the reason why the war of the gods was so tragic was because traitors appeared among the gods and betrayed them, causing the mysterious man to know their weaknesses well.

This group of people should be what the seniors called traitors.

Master Beiming is the leader of the traitors.

Did he really want to save her when he spoke for her?

Feng Qingran quietly took a few steps back while comforting Feng Zhichu.

Feng Qingran could detect that Feng Zhichu's power was weakening, or that something was taking away its power.

She couldn't let Feng Zhichu come out to fight against this group of people.

The people transformed by these souls are not real remnant souls. They should have retained all their strength, and they have even cultivated soul entities.

If they discover the existence of Feng Zhichu, they may become even more greedy.

But Feng Qingran became more and more worried.

One person's eyes suddenly stared at Feng Qingran's sleeves and said sternly: "Hand it over! I really didn't expect that you still have such a treasure on you!"

"What?" The person next to him asked curiously.

"I don't know. I can only feel a trace of the prehistoric atmosphere. It's a good baby."

When the man heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Little girl, please take out your things. We can consider letting you die more happily."

"Really? Are you sure you can leave here alive after eating me?" Feng Qingran's eyes were calm, without any fear.

However, as soon as she said this, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

They looked at Feng Qingran with cold eyes.

"Little girl, what do you mean by this?"

"Why should I explain to you and give you a chance to survive?" Feng Qingran folded her arms and said calmly.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes searching, as if they were communicating something.

Feng Zhichu sent a message to Feng Qingran and asked: "Master, have you discovered any secrets? Why are you so sure that they will end badly?"

Feng Qingran's apricot eyes were like moonlight, flashing with a mysterious luster.

She didn't respond to Feng Zhichu, she just stood there quietly, looking at the people with different expressions, confident and calm.

Master Beiming was the first to speak: "Little girl, you and I are all of the same race. We will both prosper and suffer. As long as you tell us the reason, we can let you go."

Feng Qingran smiled mockingly, "Can you be their master? Just now, you had disagreements and quarrels. Could it be that your quarrels were staged for me to see?"

Master Beiming's face froze, this girl has such a poisonous mouth!

There was nothing he said that he liked to hear.

"Hmph! I don't know how to appreciate it." One person snorted coldly, stepped in front of Feng Qingran, grabbed her neck, and looked at her contemptuously, "You must know that your life is in our hands. Life or death is up to us, what do you know?"

After the man finished speaking, the strength in his hands deliberately tightened slightly.

Feng Qingran had no spiritual protection at the moment, and no protective barrier at all. To this person, he was as brittle as a piece of paper.

"Then you kill me. Everyone is a sacrifice anyway. It's just a matter of time." Feng Qingran said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You said we are also sacrifices? Why should we believe you?" Although the man asked so, the look in his eyes had betrayed him.

He believed Feng Qingran's words.

Master Beiming's face changed suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he tried hard to recall the scene back then.

At that time, the leader of the mysterious man threatened him. He had only two choices. One was to abandon his body, wait for the sacrifices to arrive, eat the sacrifices, open a new era, and become a leader in the new era of immortality.

One is dead!

How could he want to die! ?

He finally found the Dao Fruit of the Nine Heavens and Ten Emperors, and was about to be promoted to the co-lord of heaven and earth. He didn't want to die.

So under the force of the mysterious man, he could only bring a group of confidants to give up their bodies and come here.

But during the endless years of waiting, he regretted his original choice more than once.

He could have agreed to the mysterious man's request first, and then taken the opportunity to escape and join forces with the gods to deal with the mysterious man, instead of betraying his own people and making himself despised by everyone!

After they were trapped in this illusion, they never left.

Even so, he could still imagine how miserable the fate of the gods would be.

That group of mysterious people controlled the fate of the gods, and were far stronger than the gods. Naturally, all the gods fell and the mysterious people controlled the plane.

But before, the ancestor of Nanxuan came here, and he knew from his mouth that the mysterious man not only destroyed all the powerful people in the entire plane, but also did not even leave the civilization and inheritance of the plane behind.

Everything was almost completely destroyed by the mysterious man!

The battlefield of the gods has been sealed, and the current situation outside is unknown.

After the ancestor of Nanxuan left here, he began to doubt the intentions of the mysterious man and the existence of the sacrifice.

The mysterious man explained that there will be different visions when the real sacrifice appears.

The entire fantasy world will become an island, with flowers blooming and life filling the air.

As long as this situation occurs, no matter who comes in, this person will be a sacrifice.

When the ancestor of Nanxuan came here, the place they were in was still in ruins, with only a few scattered houses.

From this, everyone would agree to let Nanxuan Ancestor go.