Sure enough, a dozen Eldar people with their hands and feet bound were being driven away by a group of skeletons holding swords, guns, swords and halberds. However, these Eldar people were different from ordinary Eldar people in that they had a pair of wings on their backs. The size of wings is divided by strength or talent. The strongest person can cultivate twelve wings, which can open up the world and move mountains and seas.
More than a dozen people of the Spiritual Tribe looked at the hot waves of blood rolling under their feet, which made them fearful, and the stench made them vomit. Everyone was trembling, showing fear and despair in their eyes.
The ghost-faced old man just slowly raised his right hand and made a simple gesture. With a command, the skeleton soldiers pushed everyone into the giant bronze cauldron. Under the extremely hot temperature, the people of the spirit tribe instantly turned into blood mist and melted into their blood when they fell. In the pool, even the shouts were not issued in time.
The ghost-faced old man's face darkened, and he was a little displeased. It took more than a dozen people from the Spirit Tribe to exchange for a drop of blood essence. It seemed that he was going to intensify his efforts to search for people with hidden talents from the Spirit Tribe.
Then, the ghost-faced old man continued to go deeper, limping and dragging his ugly short body, and disappeared into the corridor on the other side. Different from the Ganggyong Road, this place is bitingly cold. Even the stone walls cannot withstand the low temperature and are covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.
The corridor has reached the end. At this time, the ghost-faced old man stretched out his withered palm and pressed hard with his right hand on the uneven wall. There was a loud "boom" and the wall suddenly cracked. Two stone doors slowly opened on the left and right. A thick white mist emerged from inside. The ghost-faced old man walked slowly and carefully picked up the skull scepter, for fear of making any sound. The stone chamber inside is not big, but it is extremely cold, a bit colder than outside.
Suddenly, a crystal coffin covered with ice and snow came into view. Inside, lying quietly was a petite and lovely woman in green clothes. Her slender body also had an open bell hanging in her slender jade hand, like a Sleeping beauty who has been unconscious for thousands of years.
Next to the crystal coffin, a young and beautiful man suddenly appeared. His skin was white without a trace of blood. His facial features were exquisite, but there were two sharp fangs exposed in his mouth, which looked unusual. Even his ears were longer and pointed than those of ordinary humans. , a cross-shaped pendant hangs from his earlobe, a pair of crimson eyes are particularly weird, even his hair is a rare silver, and he is wearing a red robe with his head resting on the ground.
Immediately, the ghost-faced old man bent down and knelt down to worship. He took the skull scepter from his hand and carefully placed it on the ground without making a sound to show respect. "Subordinate, I have seen the ghost wizard."
The ghost wizard turned his cold cheek and no longer looked at the woman in green under the ice coffin. Instead, what he saw before him was as ugly as the same maggot crawling and squirming on the ground - the ghost-faced old man.
The ghost wizard glanced at the ghost-faced old man indifferently and said, "Ghost-faced, what's important?"
The ghost-faced old man did not dare to raise his head and trembled: "Master Ghost Wizard, Princess Qing Pheasant escaped with the help of Emperor Qing Ling!"
When the ghost wizard heard this, his angry red eyes had an inexplicable killing intent. The ghost wizard gently raised his right hand, and an invisible ghost hand appeared, grabbing the ghost-faced old man's neck tightly, making the ghost-faced old man almost out of breath. Then he waved his right hand lightly, and the giant hand inspired a few... With twice as much force, he fell violently against an ice wall as hard as iron, creating a deep pit and emitting some evaporated water vapor. It was unknown whether the ghost-faced old man was dead or not.
After a moment, a short and ugly figure crawled out, covered in stains, except for the obvious green liquid on the corners of his mouth. No serious damage could be seen.
The ghost-faced old man crawled out of the pit in a trembling manner, with a panicked look on his face: "Thank you, Lord Ghost Wizard, for showing mercy."
The ghost wizard ignored the ghost-faced old man and turned around to continue to look at the woman in green on the ice coffin: "The Qingling Emperor has long been controlled by me with ghost silkworms. What could happen, don't I know!? If not, what's the point? The woman who came here will save your life, I’m afraid that the ghost clan will no longer have the name of the ghost-faced old man!”
The ghost-faced old man was lying on the ground, not even daring to breathe loudly, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Master Ghost Wizard, what is the importance of this woman? Is it related to the evil god?"
The ghost wizard stretched out his white right index finger and gently scratched it on the sharp fangs. He made a sweet "ah" sound, and he cried out because he was afraid of pain. He was very charming. Pink blood oozed from his index finger instantly, and then the ghost wizard dropped the blood on the ice coffin on the forehead of the woman in green. A gorgeous magic circle suddenly appeared. The pink blood penetrated the crystal coffin silently through the magic circle and dripped accurately. On her brow.
A huge and terrifying life force poured into every part of her body from the center of her eyebrows.
After the gorgeous magic circle disappeared, she was still lying in the ice coffin without incident, but she was more alive. She could clearly feel her weak heart beating and her tiny breathing. Even the half-bell on his hand rang inexplicably, and then became unusually silent.
The ghost wizard's beautiful eyes tightened: "I didn't expect that there is such a magic in the world that can sacrifice three souls and seven souls. The bell took another soul and hid it in the body of the bell. Although the body is not rotten, my experience After being washed with spiritual blood, her body becomes strong and immortal, but it is a pity that she cannot awaken her two souls and six souls. It seems that she is going to be a ghost..."
The voice behind him was so quiet that the ghost-faced old man couldn't hear what the ghost wizard said: "Master ghost wizard, can sacrificing this woman awaken the evil god!?"
The ghost wizard's cold eyes still did not leave the woman in green. Suddenly, an idea flashed and he felt something strange: "Ghost Face, does this woman look exactly like Princess Qing Pheasant?"
In order to identify whether the woman in green looked like Princess Qing Pheasant, the ghost-faced old man trembled and climbed up with difficulty. His bones were still slightly creaking. He picked up the skull scepter in his left hand and moved forward step by step, as if walking at a snail's speed. Wording is slow. Finally, when I saw the face of the woman in green, I was surprised to find that she looked exactly like Princess Aoki. I had seen the woman in green before and didn't pay attention to her appearance. I thought it was suspicious and offered it to the ghost wizard.
The ghost-faced old man gritted his teeth and endured the pain. "Master Ghost Wizard, this woman does look the same as Princess Qing Pheasant."
The ghost wizard took out a bottle of red liquid from his arms and threw it to the old man with a ghost face: "Drink it. Ghost Face, no matter what, we must catch Princess Qing Pheasant this time. This woman must be related to Princess Qing Pheasant. Can she be resurrected?" The evil god still needs to be verified. Go down and don’t disturb me."
The ghost-faced old man took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, poured it into his mouth full of fangs, and drank it all in one gulp. A warm current flowed down the body of his western limbs, repairing all the injuries, just like when he was young. At the age of ten, my legs become more agile. The ghost-faced old man was so happy that he crawled on the cold ground and crawled back slowly. He did not dare to say a word for fear that he would be killed accidentally.
