Vol 3 Chapter 784: altar
This place is like a place to house livestock, and the entrance is also the place to export, just in front of everyone.
However, the portal is extremely high. According to the current strength of everyone, it is almost impossible to open it.
This is the first time they have come here, and it is the first time in this place that people have lived for generations.
Everyone is looking at the purple, and looking to him for help.
After Li Yucheng’s deliberate rendering, everyone knows the legend about heroes.
The purple scorpion at the moment is the **** hero in their eyes, omnipotent.
Zi Yan walked forward, and his mood was very tense at the moment. He was not worried that he could not push this door open, but was nervous about the future.
Because he didn't know what was going on outside the door, in his memory, he was born here.
In addition, there is a little bit of fuzzy memory about dreams. It seems that he went to a great place in his dreams, but dreams are dreams. The dreams that have been memorized are already blurred.
The purple scorpion took a deep breath and pushed the closed door open.
There is a green grass outside, and some flowers are blooming on the grass.
Everyone gave an exclamation and was very excited.
The purple scorpion that pushes the door, walks toward the front.
He left the area of captivity.
Others have also come out and ran in this vast world. Many people are intoxicated to breathe the air here.
The air here seems to be sweet.
Flowers seem to be exceptionally different.
"Come out, we finally came out!" Qingyi was also cheering, jumping, very happy.
Yifan said with a low voice: "We are out, but why are we coming out? I feel that I have forgotten something."
Zi Yan smiled slightly and said: "The purpose of our coming out is to be free. Right now, there are no ghosts to engulf us, we have the freedom we want."
"Is that the case?" Yiwufan has some doubts.
"Or else? Why are we coming out?" Zi Yan asked.
Yi Yuanfan shook his head and apparently could not give an answer. He finally said: "Perhaps, we really come for freedom."
The little black beast jumped to the front of the purple sable, reaching out and pointing at him, not knowing what to express.
Zi Yan bent down and reached out and said, "Little guy, thank you again this time. Speaking, if it is not you, we will not be free. Well, give you a name, call What do you want?"
The little black beast seems to be not satisfied and protests.
"hope!"
"hope!"
工具, the greet, and the small name is greeted.
Just when everyone cheers for freedom, Zi Yan walks alone to the front. He wants to go to the place where the ghosts live, and he has some concerns in his heart. What if the ghosts are not the five?
Not long after, Zi Yan saw a strange building that looked like a small castle.
This makes Zi Zi’s heart suddenly, is that the ghost’s place of residence?
The place doesn't look small, will there be ghosts?
Someone followed, and also noticed this scene, his face could not help but change.
Zi Yan reached out and gestured to the person behind him not to come over. He took the bone knife and walked toward the front alone.
The castle is not big, but the shape is a bit strange, and the purple is slowly approaching.
The castle gate was hidden, and there was no movement inside.
Just as the purple scorpion walked to the doorway, a black light group suddenly flew out from the inside, and had already guarded the changed purple scorpion, and immediately lifted the bone knife and slid toward the front.
The black light group separated from it, and it turned out to be a black flame. At the moment, there was a trace of it on the bone knife.
The expression of the purple scorpion became dignified and rushed in with a knife.
He saw the sixth ghost, holding a black wooden stick in his hand, and having a word in his mouth, shaking his finger toward the purple.
A black flame appeared from the stick and went straight to the purple.
Zi Yan was shocked. This is the first time he encountered such a ghost. The light of power flashed. He quickly evaded and rushed toward the ghost in front.
The ghost began to recede, and the flames of the group appeared again.
When the purple scorpion is hiding, it is also paying attention to the surroundings. It is not a place to live, but is similar to the existence of an altar. There are some stone pillars around it, and there are engraved pictures on the stone pillars.
The ghost at the moment has already retreated to the altar.
He was shocked by the power of the purple.
The next moment, the altar lit up and a strong breath emerged from it.
The purple scorpion only feels an indescribable pressure and falls on his own body. It is like being swallowed up. Under this pressure, he can hardly control his body.
The ghost of the wooden cane on the altar, after seeing the changing face of the purple, can not help but smile.
"You actually wake up the power, it's amazing."
It lifted a wooden stick and pointed at the purple sable, saying coldly: "But you are still dying!"
A straight beam of light went straight to the purple.
The bone knife crosspiece blocked the light.
"How is this possible? Under the pressure of God, how can you move freely?" Seeing the purple scorpion blocking the light beam, there was a stun of the ghost's face.
"God?"
The purple scorpion illuminates and resists the pressure to move forward. "Don't just say that it is a slap in the face, even if it is the **** of your mouth, I will kill God!"
This is the first time that the sable has spoken in the language of the ghost, which makes the ghost more frightened.
Zi Yan raised the bone knife, a little under the foot, rushing toward the front.
The ghost raised the wooden pole, and the light on the wooden pole lit up and guarded it.
The light changes, the guardian of the ghost is broken, and the purple dragon stands behind the ghost and stands on the altar.
The ghost behind him has a slanted knife mark on his body.
It looked down at the knife marks and fell incredulously.
Blood infested the altar, filled with the lines, and the engravings around the altar seemed to absorb the blood and the light became brighter.
The purple scorpion stands in the altar, as if bathed in the sun, with a warm force entering the body.
I heard that there was no movement in the battle, and Qingyi and Yiwufan came in carefully.
After seeing the purple enamel standing on the altar ~www.readwn.com~ and the fallen ghost, the expressions of the two changed.
"You are coming soon."
Zi Yan saw the two and shouted. "It seems to be able to condense power on its own."
Yifan’s eyes lit up and immediately went up.
Qing Yi followed.
The two went on the altar and made the altar, which is not big, have some crowds.
Then, with the light of power, gathered around the two, and their bodies followed.
"Power, I feel the power!"
Yi extraordinary excited shouted, "I am a hero, the legendary hero!"
Hearing the scream of Yiwufan, Zixiao smiled faintly, and suddenly there was a slap in front of him, and there was something floating in it.
