Death Benefit

  Chapter 711 Ritual Inspiration

   "What's going on, what did you do?" Zhen Xingming only felt that the string of reason in his mind was about to break immediately.

   It was a black pot, but he didn't throw it out, and now it seems that it is about to fall into his own hands.

   "Why is this ritual started early!" Zhen Xingming asked Lu Bai, suppressing his madness forcibly.

  At the same time, countless bone substances are quietly connected with the bone cemetery, and they need to be transferred.

  Things are not right, please run first!

  But at this time, Louis' palm was pressed on his shoulder, with a smile on his face: "What are you running, I will give you a great fortune!"

   Before Zhen Xingming refused, a large number of soul lines had already landed on Zhen Xingming.

   Naturally, Zhen Xingming would not let Louis act recklessly. A large amount of gray-green aura emerged from him, which was precisely his skills.

  However, these auras had no effect on Louis's soul line, but instead triggered the vibration at the other end of the soul line.

  A ferocious force is still squirming at this moment, and countless rotten things are moving at this moment.

  I saw that the other end of the soul line was not Louis, but the ceremony they arranged to open the dirt passage.

  At the same time, this ceremony was much larger than expected. The countless soul lines in the entire base formed a huge formation in an orderly manner.

   It is precisely because of this that Zhen Xingming's self-defense methods are so ineffective. After all, compared to the dirty soil, he is just a wage earner. How can he counter the power transmitted by the dirty soil at this time?

  But this is a good thing for Zhen Xingming for the time being.

  The filthy power transmitted by the ceremony is very pure, and it is many times stronger than the filthy breath that occasionally overflows from the filthy gap in his bone cemetery.

  As long as he can digest these dirty forces, he feels that the surface level is beckoning to him.

  The great fortune that Louis said was indeed correct.

   It's just that from the current situation, this great creation is so weird.

  Especially at this moment, he sensed a change in his graveyard of bones.

  The filthy gap, stimulated by these filthy forces, continued to expand from a gray hollow, like the mouthparts of a giant bug, shaking and wriggling constantly.

   The nature of the gap is changing.

  Above the ceremony, the figure of the Lord of East Lake appeared. His scarlet eyes first fell on Zhen Xingming, and then on Louis.

   "What do you mean? Tampering with my ceremony?" Donghu advocated, and countless **** storms broke out at this moment.

   "Then what does Lord East Lake mean?" Louis said calmly.

   "The purpose of this ritual is suddenly activated in advance, and its purpose is not as simple as opening a dirt passage, but to summon some extremely dangerous things!"

   "If I hadn't tampered with it, we would probably be dead now."

   "I'm underestimating you, you shouldn't be able to understand the hidden things in those rituals, right?" The East Lake Master looked puzzled, but then gave up thinking.

  His figure slowly disappeared, and then said: "Since you dare to disobey my will, then use your life to explain it."

  The moment the voice fell, the dirt power transmitted by the ceremony began to multiply.

  In the entire base, the soul-locked lost city created by Louis with soul threads was also destroyed as the power of the dirty soil surged.

  But Zhen Xingming on the other side felt a lot lighter.

   Those filthy powers seemed to be guided to another passage, and the changes in the gaps in his bone cemetery were gradually stopping.

   "Escape!" Zhen Xingming immediately made this decision, turned around and was about to leave.

  But at this time, countless lights flew from a distance, turning into a huge seal.

  The seal fell on the sky, as if conveying someone's will, freezing the surrounding time and space, restricting Zhen Xingming's actions.

  At the same time, the sky was flickering with thunder and light, and a white-haired fox with nine tails waving behind it flew down from the sky.

  Noon · shines on everything!

   Wu Zu has arrived.

  In Yongfeng City, Zhongzheng District, the former Shengyuan Martial Art Museum is now in the Dirt Trade Bureau.

  Wu Shujian, Jie Bu and other experts from Tianwu Group and Minghong Group gathered together with serious faces.

   And in front of them is the key to Kewu's dimension, and three ghosts who died because of some interests.

  At this moment, these three people are being blocked by the power of the whole body, and they are thrown not far from the key like dead dogs.

   Countless instruments next to this key are aimed at this key to detect various data of this key.

   "It's started!" Ye Ling said immediately when he saw the data jump.

  Wang Jiaojiao stepped forward immediately, and her strong body came into the eyes of the three people.

  Fear bloomed in it, and their pupils kept beating, but it was useless.

   With a palm like a cattail fan, he grabbed the head of one of them and lifted it up.

   Then everyone present exuded strength.

  The next moment, the palms were clenched tightly, and the big watermelon burst, red and white scattered all over the ground.

  Another person waved his hand and pointed, and the soul of that person was directly drawn out, and then flew directly to the key of the Kewu dimension.

  At the same time, countless powers are injected into this key at this moment.

   That person was the ghost who was stationed in the Kewu dimension, but left early to bring the materials out.

  He has been to the Kewu dimension, and there is still a relevant breath on his body, which is the best sacrifice.

   Open the sacrifice of the dimension channel in advance!

  Under the impact of the power of these travelers, the key of the Kewu dimension was quickly charged, and then a dimensional channel portal was opened.

   On Kewu's side, Zhang Hao had no intention of observing this portal.

  Because on the other side, there are countless tentacled phantoms squirming in the sky, and these phantoms all come from another opened portal.

  A portal exuding an endless ominous atmosphere is slowly opening.

  On the other side of the portal, a big blood-stained face was leaning against the door frame, and more than a dozen bloodshot eyes were looking at Kewu Dimension through the portal.

   Strains of pollution are emitted as a result.

   Opposite is the dirt.

  At this moment, a force of filthy soil is constantly invading along a certain connection, trying to open a certain portal to the earth.

  However, the arrival of travelers from Tianwu Group and Minghong Group stopped this phenomenon to a certain extent.

  The other two inner ghosts were brought in like dead dogs, then thrown in the dirt and taken to the front of the gate.

  The Lord of the East Lake in the filthy soil was slightly taken aback, and then his expression gradually became serious.

   "Sure enough, it's not so easy to deal with, white scales!"

   "Then see if you can stop me!"

  After that, in Juye City, the black light in the ceremony became more and more powerful, echoing the portal in the Kewu dimension.

   Second update, sorry, good night everyone.

  (end of this chapter)