Hu Gao heard Hu Hai's voice and looked towards him.
He saw Hu Hai at this moment, wearing a heavy dragon robe, sitting on what seemed to be a rebuilt dragon chair.
But at this time, Hu Gao was wearing a handsome mask.
Hu Gao also recognized that mask.
That mask was the one worn by the late emperor Yingzheng.
At this time, Hu Hai's demeanor was almost exactly the same as that of Ying Zheng at that time.
They were all lazily and tiredly lying on the dragon chairs.
The eyes revealed through the mask were disdainful of the world.
When he first saw Hu Hai, Hu Gao almost thought Ying Zheng was alive again.
But in the end, Hu Gao shook his head again.
He instantly thought of everything Hu Hai had done.
Threatening itself, and now disregarding the lives of millions of people.
At least Yingzheng cannot do these things.
"This guy really thinks he's winning politics."
Hu Gao shook his head with a disdainful smile.
Just about to open his mouth and drink to Hu Hai.
But at this moment, he shook violently, and his whole body seemed to be petrified, and he stayed in place motionless.
After a long time, he murmured and said, "You guys really want to change your fate against the will of heaven."
The expression of Miao Shoitu next to Hu Gao was even more frightened than Hu Gao.
His eyes had been stared at the limit, staring straight at one place.
At the same time, his body was trembling constantly, and he was so frightened that he could not open his mouth.
"Crazy, crazy, you are really crazy."
A small voice came from his mouth, as if due to extreme It was like I was so scared that I couldn't speak loudly.
At this time, both Hu Gao and Miao Shoitu realized that they were in an extremely weird and strange place.
This place is a huge altar.
The altar was circular, nearly ten meters in diameter.
Around the altar, there were men, women and children wearing white robes.
The white robes worn by those young men were exactly the same as those worn by Zhao Gao.
As for the old ones, their styles are not much different from those on Zhao Gao's, but the decorations on them are much more gorgeous than those on Zhao Gao's.
And they all have a staff that is exactly the same as Zhao Gao's.
There is a skull on the top of the staff, but the tail is as sharp as a sharp blade.
In addition, there are two strange green will-o'-the-wisps burning in the skull's eye sockets.
These people were all mumbling words, and the notes floating out of their mouths seemed to have strange power.
After Hu Gao and Miao Shoitu heard this, they both felt their heads were swollen and dizzy.
Both of them felt as if their souls were about to be ripped out of their bodies.
They even saw a small whirlpool appearing in front of their eyes, and they were about to be pulled into the whirlpool.
These people also exude a holy white light.
However, although this holy white light looked holy, when it was shrouded in their bodies, Hu Gao and Miao Shoitu only felt that there was an indescribable cold aura that enveloped them.
And right in the middle of these people was Miao Duoluo, the dean of the Kuanglong Martial Academy and Miao Shoitu’s grandfather.
He sat cross-legged in the center of the huge circular altar, but his body was bowed and his hands were pressed on the altar.
Blood flowed from his hands pressed on the altar.
The wrists of both his hands were cut open.
Blood flowed from the wound.
He didn't know how much blood there was on Miodoro's body.
He only knew that the blood flowing out from his wound had dyed the marks on the entire circular altar blood red.
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Although Miodoro was trembling and his face was extremely pale, he did not fall down.
He seemed to be gritting his teeth and persisting, or in other words, he was working harder to squeeze out the little blood left in his body and flow into the altar.
The altar was extremely dark, and I didn't know what kind of stone it was made of.
The scratches on it are actually not too deep, only about one centimeter deep.
So if you don't look carefully, there is no way to see clearly what the scratches are.
However, now, those scratches were dyed dark red with blood and could be clearly seen by everyone.
It was a totem, a flaming phoenix that was dying from the fire.
Both the phoenix and the flame were carved with unusual precision.
The tiny branches on each feather of the phoenix were perfectly displayed by the carver, and the flame was carved with a strange technique, making the flame seem to be beating continuously.
To dye this totem red, even if all the blood in a person's body is drained, it is absolutely impossible to dye it completely red.
But Miodoro really turned him red.
No one knew where there was so much blood in his body.
None of this shocked Hu Gao and Miao Shoitu.
What shocked them, made them feel horrified, and made them feel that Hu Hai had gone crazy was a stone bed on top of the altar.
No, it should be the person who is sleeping on the stone bed at this time.
That person is Fusu Hu Gao had already heard that Fusu had sacrificed his life to seal the elders of Tianzhi Shenghui in the void.
He also knew that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Hu Hai sent a large number of people to search for Fusu's body.
In all that, Hu Gao just thought that Hu Hai wanted to find Fusu's body and give him a grand burial.
Although it is true that there has been no movement since then.
But Hu Gao never imagined that Fusu's body would become so miserable after being found.
Yes, it is really extremely miserable.
Fusu's death was indeed a complete death.
Even if Hu Gao didn't see him die with his own eyes, even if Fusu was staring wide-eyed on the stone bed now, Hu Gao was sure that he was dead.
Because there was no life in him at all.
The feeling he gave Hu Gao was the same feeling those undead weirdos gave him.
Although it can move, it is just like someone else's marionette, completely dead.
Fusu's eyes widened to the limit, as if he was in great pain.
At this moment, Hu Gao could actually understand his pain.
The white light emerging from the white-robed men surrounding them who were constantly chanting sutras formed lines of light.
Those lights seemed to be alive, floating like snakes in the sky.
Finally, the light completely entered Fusu's body.
Those rays of light were like parasites, constantly drilling into Fusu's body.
Every time the light trembled, Fusuhui could be seen trembling heavily.
However, what really makes Hu Gao realize Fusu's pain is not this.
And those light rays connected to Fusu's brain are truly connected to Fusu's brain.
Why?
Because at this time, the Tianling Cap on Fusu's head was removed.
His brain is directly exposed to the air.
Disgusting rays of light penetrated into his brain.
Every time the light flickered, a stream of light could be clearly seen above Fusu's brain traveling along with the veins of his brain.
Hu Gao was trembling all over and his face became extremely pale.
He could clearly feel the heart-wrenching pain of having his brain opened.
Moreover, at this time, Fusu's mouth kept opening and closing, and soft murmurs came from Fusu's stiff mouth.
The tone was painful and mechanical.
Hu Gao perked up his ears and finally separated Fusu's voice from the murmurs of those white-robed men.
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The voice was clearly saying, "Kill me, kill me."
"Slowly, Hu Gao's eyes that were staring at the limit slowly narrowed.
His brows also gradually wrinkled.
In the end, his brows had turned into the character "Sichuan".
And in his eyes , seems to be about to spark.
The veins on his temples were bulging out.
His cheek bones were almost protruding.
His fists were clenched tightly.
The short flat nails that Hu Wushuang carefully trimmed had pierced into his flesh, and blood fell to the ground along with Hu Gao's palms.
But he didn't feel anything.
All he could think about was Fusu's painful expression, and his ears were just reverberating with Fusu's muttering voice, "Kill me, kill me."
Suddenly, Hu Gao raised his head and stared at Hu Hai.
"Shhh" However, at this moment, Hu Hai stood up from the dragon chair, put his index finger to his mouth, and softly shushed Hu Gao.
At the same time, a pressure fell on Hu Gao, making him unable to speak or move.
Miao Shoitu also felt this pressure, and his expression changed drastically.
He looked at Hu Hai, but he felt that his eyes were filled with illusions.
Hu Hai was so powerful that he couldn't even see clearly.
This feeling of watching a god made Hu Hai's heart beat wildly.
"Zhao Gao, you brought them here, right?"
After stopping Hu Gao, Hu Hai turned to look at Zhao Gao next to Hu Gao and waved to him, "Not bad, not bad, it's really deep."
I know from my heart that this ancestor worship ceremony does not need to wait until the full moon night on August 15th."
"Your Majesty must be stopped."
Zhao Gao first bowed to Hu Hai, and while bowing, he turned to Hu Gao and murmured in a low voice.
After the murmur fell, he quickly returned to Hu Hai's side and respectfully said He stood, not daring to speak.
"How?"
Hu Hai raised his hand, pointed at the Fusu on the stone bed of the altar, and said with a smile, "I use the power of the ancestor worship ceremony to cooperate with the chaotic qi of the heaven and earth.
Awakening the Seventh Emperor and resurrecting him against the will of heaven, are you satisfied?"
"As a disciple of the Seventh Holy Land, I will kill the people of the Five Holy Lands.
Haha, that's pretty good."
Hu Hai flicked his sleeves and laughed wildly
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