The wind passed through the unfinished building and made a strange wail. The Feng Shui Bureau of "burial" was originally a treasure land for burying people, but now a building is built, which is like a ready-made altar. At this time, on the roof of the unfinished building, the pale moon was like a ruthless pupil, examining the crowd surrounding the roof.

With Lian Zhan playing the ancient song "Central Wheel", the surrounding energy began to gather strangely.

Pangu opened the sky, and the qi was clear and turbid. According to Liezi, qi was the origin of the material universe, and all things were born from qi, without life, qi transformed into shape, form transformed into matter, and matter then produced spiritual wisdom.

According to the inferences of the ancient history of the prehistoric times, Pangu's process of standing tall and separating clear and turbidity was extremely long. In this process, not only Pangu evolved into the three realms, but also the clear and turbidity qi and turbidity qi were evolved. A clan of emperors was born in the clear and turbidity qi. They intervened with the qi and qualities, taking into account the characteristics of qi and qualities, and witnessed Pangu's long death process under the management of the Central Emperor.

For a long time, the Emperor's clan lived together peacefully, but later the Central Emperor died in chaos, so the Emperor's clan experienced civil strife. In order to avoid extermination, they stayed away from the crowded Three Realms and walked among the stars, only occasionally coming back to take a look.

Now the Emperor clan has also taken action, and seems to be thinking about expanding its power and recruiting troops. Lian Zhan, the reincarnated man of the Black Lotus layman, was targeted by the Emperor clan. When Lian Zhan was reflecting on himself, he was controlled by God and performed bloody sacrifices from all directions.

The ancient music of "Central Wheel" is like howling ghosts and wolves, with a hint of sorrow and madness. As the music continues to repeat, the crowd turns faster and faster, and the air gathered around seems to be stirred up, forming an invisible tornado. This is why the fat man's flying sword has no choice, because the air around him is driven by the Central Wheel to form a force that cannot be underestimated.

The fat man's attack angered Tianlun, so Tianlun launched a counterattack, not counting the fat man's phone, but also wanted to lose weight for the fat man and cut off all the fat man's fat.

Although the fat man could not see the attack of the Tianhuang, he could also detect the crisis and dodge it.

"Wang Ming?!" The fat man called the boy again, hoping that he would be more sober, but it was useless. He called him that this boy Wang Ming was too unlucky. He was betrayed by his parents first and almost took over. He finally saved his life and was involved in such strange things. Did he lack great virtue in his previous life? Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine that a person would be so unlucky.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The fat man's flying sword was blocking the front and was hit hard from time to time. The fat man found that the situation was not very good. This ghost thing was getting stronger and stronger. The people who were spinning around inside would not be in danger, right?

There must be, and it is life-threatening. As the Heavenly Wheel rotates faster and faster, the flesh and blood and bones in the sacrifice will be rolled into the cyclone and stirred up, which will become part of the sacrifice. Then the continuous bloom will be transformed in the Heavenly Wheel, obtaining the dual attributes of Qi and quality, and becoming a member of the Emperor clan.

The faster the Tianzhe rotates, the redder the faces of the fans inside. Obviously, because of the continuous rotation, the blood began to flow steadily, and began to impact the blood vessel wall. If they continued to rotate, they would definitely explode the blood vessels. But even so, the pain could not stop until the flesh and bones were completely ruined, otherwise the sacrifice would not be completed.

It's so bloody, but the Emperor clan does not feel bloody, but instead thinks that the life in the three realms turns into blood mist is the most perfect. If there is only a qualitative state, the life in the three realms is imperfect.

Seeing Wang Ming's face turned red and his expression was very painful, but his legs were still moving, he knew that the ceremony had lost control and everyone could not help himself. If he continued, someone would definitely die. But what should I do? The fat man had no choice but to stop the Tianzhu.

"Give me a reservation!" Just as he was so anxious that he scratched his head, the fat man heard the sound of nature. He looked up and saw the soft divine light approaching under the moonlight. When he looked closely, he saw that it was the leader of the Jie Sect, and he was immediately filled with joy. The leader of the Jie Sect came, and the great savior came.

However, Bai Trying Bai Ling's immobilization curse failed in front of Tianlun and lost its effect. Yun Yao couldn't help but reach out to take out the magic weapon, threw it out lightly, and said, "Bind the immortal rope and tie them up."

The immortal-bound rope quickly wrapped the Tianwheel, but when it tried to tighten it, it was stopped by the cyclone formed by the Tianwheel. It did not achieve any results in both attempts, and Yunyao couldn't help frowning.

But Fairy Chang'e said, "Sister, I see that this magic circle is driven by music, so why don't we use music to counter it."

"Okay!" Yunyao took out the pipa, Chang'e took out the flute, and the two started playing in the air.

The fat man said that although he couldn't understand, he was shocked. He didn't understand the matter of the gods and didn't dare to ask, but he just hoped that the fairy could save Wang Ming quickly. Because the boy was no longer able to do it, the pores of the skin were bleeding, and the skin was cracking, and the eyeballs seemed to be about to explode.

If you drag it for a while, all three hundred people will die.

The tune of "Year Rings" has reached a certain level. Under the exquisite interpretation of Lianhuan, the strange rhythm resonates with the cyclone, just like the whisper of the Emperor clan.

At the critical moment of life and death, the fairy music fell from the sky, and Yunyao and Chang'e cooperated. At this time, the zither and zither were singing harmoniously, and the melodious tunes were like crisp birds singing, like the leaping of springs in the mountain stream.

The two tunes began to fight, and the speed of the Tianwheel slowed down.

The fat man was so nervous that his palms were full of sweat, afraid that the leader would fail for the third time and his life was already on the verge of hiding. The leader must be powerful, otherwise he would die.

Yunyao and Chang'e are indeed very powerful. Nuannuan is beside them, looking alert and protecting the two fairies. If a bad person pops up at this time, she will burn them to death with her sun and burn the wind.

Chang'e and Yunyao played the music of Zhou Li, which was also very particular, just restraining the "Celestial Wheel". Chang'e is worthy of being an artist, and has already heard of the style of "Celestial Wheel" and has targeted it.

The Tianwheel slowly stagnated and finally stopped moving. The music of Zhou Li was originally made for the sacrificial music of the Shang Dynasty, in order to prevent everyone from continuing to worship the gods of the four directions. In addition, the joint cooperation between Chang'e and Yunyao also achieved complete victory in musical skills, and directly cracked the sacrifices of the gods of the four directions.

The wheel of heaven stopped, and three hundred people fell to the ground in an instant. Even the bloom hit the guzheng and lost consciousness. The energy gathered around him also dissipated and returned to his original place.

The fat man held his breath and turned his face red. He was so nervous just now. After checking that Wang Ming was not safe in life, he couldn't help but ask Yunyao: "Dare you ask the leader, who is this monster? What kind of magic is it?"

"This is not a monster, this is a mortal." Yun Yao had just calculated his fingers and knew that Lian Zhan was affected and would conduct an evil sacrificial ritual. He continued: "This is not a magic technique, but an ancient sacrificial ritual. It was very popular in human society a long time ago, but it was basically lost after the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

"Sacrifice?" Just sacrificial is so powerful. The fat man was shocked, but he did not doubt it.

"I'll take this person away, and you'll send the others to the hospital. This pill will be paid." Yunyao gave the fat man a six-turn pill.

The Six-Turn Pill is already an amazing treasure in the second mortal world. The fat man took the fragrant pill and his face was filled with smiles. He patted his chest and promised that as long as he was with him, these three hundred people would definitely be safe, and he would guarantee that there would be no hair missing.
Chapter completed!