This plan is a perfect plan, but there is a rat in it, ahem, it is the wise and brave Ye Bai. As a result, this perfect closed loop has a flaw. Ye Bai, who has the eye of insight and the talent of photographic memory, easily found the flaw of the ancestral house sacrificial spirit. The speed of the poisonous willow and the dead locust tree began to slow down. Slower and slower. Every recovery is to extract the energy of the sacrificial spirit. Every time, the body of the sacrificial spirit becomes more illusory. The black gas is entangled with the sacrificial spirit like a ulcer, and the black gas is constantly corroding. Even several lenses are entangled by the black gas. The spirit of the tomb whip is further seizing
"It's strange, there were ghost umbrellas and ghost lanterns before, why are they gone now." Fang Ri Tu blinked his eyes with a silly look. Ye Bai looked at the sacrificial spirit whose body was becoming more and more disintegrated. At this time, the sacrificial spirit gave Ye Bai a feeling of being mysterious. "Save me! I will repay you." The sacrificial spirit woke up at the last moment and said a word. The consciousness was completely lost. The control of the entire sacrificial spirit was taken away by the spirit of the tomb whip. The tomb whip crossed its arms, revealing its black long skirt, and a cold light appeared on its face. The blood-red pupils were staring at Ye Bai and the other two. She made a low and hoarse voice. "Is this the feeling of immortality?" "The sacrificial spirit is completely finished. Now it's your turn. I will refine all three of you into my corpse puppets." "Especially you." "You fat rabbit who only grows meat but no brain." The spirit of the tomb whip completely merged with the sacrificial spirit. This time, everyone could hear her voice. "Who, who is it." Fang Ri Tu held two huge hammers, her brows slightly frowned, and looked around vigilantly. Her body had already taken the best defensive posture. Once an enemy launched an attack, she would immediately take action. She looked at Ye Bai and the shark hunter from time to time, fearing that some danger would come quietly, especially Ye Bai, who was her temporary meal partner and had to be protected. Fang Ritu's eyes were always wide open, as if she wanted to see everything clearly. Although she had experienced many battles, she still couldn't eliminate the tension in her heart.
After all, the sacrificial spirit was an immortal existence, and the human sea tactics alone could trap Fang Ritu to death here. Fang Ritu had a very high attack power, but it also consumed her physical strength all the time. When the cells in her body sent out hunger signals again, she might lose her mind and attack frantically. Wherever the sledgehammer passed, everything would be smashed to pieces. From her slight panting, one could feel the confusion in her heart and a trace of uneasiness. The shark hunter also remained vigilant. She held the shark gun tightly in her hands, and a thin sweat appeared on her forehead. She swallowed nervously, as if something bad would happen in the next second. Shark Hunter must send Ye Bai out safely, this is her mission, even if it means sacrificing her life. Only Ye Bai looked indifferent, he had a plan in his mind. At this time, the wind was blowing, and the dark black air emerged. A girl with a black dress and bare feet appeared, who looked charming and seductive, like a succubus from the dark abyss, and like a rose with thorns. "I am the grave whip of the necromancer, the leader of the Gospel Society." "At the same time, I am also the sacrificial spirit that controls this space." "You will be refined into corpse puppets by me and be enslaved by me." A resentful look appeared on the face of the girl. "Don't even think about it." Fang Ritu held the heavy hammer tightly and blasted the girl with a power accumulation. There was a sound of breaking air in the air, and the huge hammer rubbed against the air violently, and a lot of flames came out. As a result, her huge hammer shuttled through the girl's body. The heavy hammer hit the ground heavily, and the huge shock wave turned the whole ground upside down. Fang Ritu's face was uncertain. The blow she struck just now was her ultimate move. With that blow, even the seventh-level exotic beast Xuanwu Dragon Turtle, which is famous for its defense, would probably be smashed to pieces. As a result, the sacrificial spirit actually dodged. No, the sacrificial spirit didn't dodge at all just now, and that wasn't an illusion of the sacrificial spirit. It was that the sacrificial spirit and herself were not in the same dimension, so it was naturally impossible to hit the sacrificial spirit. Fang Ritu figured it out instantly. The hunter shark raised the spear shark, and her face remained calm.
She kept urging the spear shark to attack, and the sound of the gun was deafening. Every bullet seemed to have eyes, and went straight to the vitals of the sacrificial spirit. But the eyes of the sacrificial spirit were full of disdain. This level of attack could not hurt her at all. She cut the surrounding space. These human attacks could not hit her at all. Now the sacrificial spirit only needs to trap these people here and starve them to death to achieve his goal. So the sacrificial spirit does not need to risk his life at all. "Sunflower King, holy light shines." "Space Pelican, space transfer." The ghost-like illusion instantly became ethereal and sacred. "Ahhh." Hunter Shark and Fang Ritu covered their eyes at the same time. Their eyes were exposed to the strong light and they fell into a state of temporary blindness. The two of them quickly closed their eyes, but did not put down their weapons. Taking advantage of this time, the space pelican directly spit out the broken mirror hidden in the space capsule. It stared at the mirror with both eyes, and silver-white light fell on the mirror. The mirror and the sunflower emperor were directly transferred by space. The sacrificial spirit was in a special space, and the beasts without space attributes could not break its space at all. This was the reliance of the sacrificial spirit, but it was broken this time. Under the strong light emitted by the sunflower emperor, the black gas on the sacrificial spirit burned under the holy light. The black-clothed witch screamed miserably. "Damn holy light." Her face was like concentrated sulfuric acid, and it began to melt at a visible time. The whole body became twisted. The mirror fragments that originally emitted a bright light seemed to have found an organization at that moment, turning into streams of light and pouring into it. A flash of white light passed by, and these fragments gradually condensed into a phantom of a mirror, with only one-third of the mirror body actually existing. The mirror body was transparent, the mirror surface was as smooth as a mirror, and it emitted a faint golden light.
The mirror body was a rectangular block, engraved with the map of the universe, and the wide mirror surface seemed to be able to reflect all things. The light was restrained, sometimes hidden and sometimes visible, like the first light of dawn, changing from dark to bright. At this time, the mirror body shone brightly, Taotao's divine power emanated from the mirror surface, and several mirror lights shot out from the mirror surface. It fell on the body of the sacrificial spirit, and the white flame on her body spread in the blink of an eye. "Ah, no." There was a resentful light in the sacrificial spirit's eyes. "You are!" The voice stopped abruptly, but it aroused Ye Bai's curiosity. It was obvious that the spirit of the tomb whip knew the origin of this mirror. Come on, why don't you say it, if you say it, I will know the origin of this mirror. The black light on the tomb whip was shining brightly. Gusts of gloomy wind emanated from the tomb whip, trying to expel the white flames on its body. Unexpectedly, after being filled with yin energy, the body of the sacrificial spirit was completely ignited, like a torch that soared into the sky. The members of the Gospel Society lurking near the ancestral house looked at the entire ancestral house twisting in doubt. At the same time, a large amount of white flames came out. Did something happen? Or did that adult succeed. The initial plan of the tomb whip spirit was to devour the sacrificial spirit and make it a part of itself, becoming an immortal existence. The Gospel Society has many believers, and it has no lack of faith. As long as this plan succeeds, it will transform the ancestral house into a burial place, which will become the walking base of the Gospel Society in the future. This was the original plan of the Gospel Society, and it went smoothly at the beginning. However, when the Yandong Gospel Society's base was destroyed, the party leader, the Undead Mage, became extremely angry, so the Undead Mage wanted to teach Yan Country a lesson to prove that their Gospel Society was not easy to mess with. So they made a plan to trap the Sun Rabbit and refine it into a corpse puppet. When the Blood Saint of the Resurrection Society knew about it, he added fuel to the fire. He had only one request, which was to refine Ye Bai into a corpse puppet, so he sent the Black Knight to participate in this plan. As a result, something went wrong. The people of the Gospel Society looked at the ancestral house that was burning and collapsing, and they looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't know whether the tomb whip was successfully transformed into a sacrificial spirit, or whether the plan had completely failed.
In the ancestral house, the pupils of the sacrificial spirit were full of fear. Escape, must escape. If she didn't escape, she would definitely be destroyed by the mirror light. A large amount of black air came out of the sacrificial spirit's body. The sacrificial spirit couldn't even maintain her own body. "Let me go, let me go!" "Do you want to be destroyed together?" A gnashing voice came out, and the sacrificial spirit gritted her teeth, intending to self-destruct the tomb whip and completely escape from the power of the mirror. But her plan failed. Suddenly, the air around the mirror began to distort, and the form of the sacrificial spirit gradually became blurred in the mirror, and the black air on its body rushed to the mirror. The screams of the sacrificial spirit echoed in the courtyard, but soon stopped, as if bound by some force. This transparent, non-gold and non-jade treasure mirror was completely stimulated, and the mirror body emitted a dazzling strong light, as if even time had stopped here. A beam of dazzling white light burst out from the mirror, the cold breath began to dissipate, and the shadow of the sacrificial spirit was gradually swallowed by the beam. It struggled to escape, but the mirror surface was like a hard iron wall, and no matter how it struggled, it could not escape. Finally, it turned into a spot of light and disappeared on the mirror surface. The mirror was like being chased by a dog, and it turned into a stream of light and sank into the mouth of the space pelican. Ye Bai blinked his eyes, and he was still thinking about the origin of this broken mirror. Asking for votes, justified