Chapter 490 Sunset Ceremony late at night. Outside the building where the Fang family is located. Two figures, a man and a woman, squirmed out of the darkness. "I found it, Fang Qiong's home address...it was written on her original resume." The woman let out a chuckle. The Forest of Worms funds so many archaeological teams just to serve as cannon fodder. However, they naturally have information about every member of the archaeological team. "Then... let's get started. No matter what that woman gets, it is a treasure that belongs to our Worm Forest!" The man couldn't wait, and in the darkness, various rustling sounds sounded, as if thousands of insects were squirming.
"Wait...I have a bad feeling." The woman suddenly spoke: "You know... I once found the dry spring of the lucky spring in the etheric world. After performing a 'retrospective ceremony', I drank a sip of lucky spring water in history... Now, my etheric spirituality is reminding me , there may be bad luck ahead..." The man couldn't help but remain silent. Although they were high-level monks in the 'Forest of Worms', had reached the level of 'enlightened ones', and had mastered powerful holy relics and ritual powers, they did not dare to say that they could roam the world. Apart from anything else, even in a mortal kingdom, once the army launches a bombardment, it will be difficult for them to confront them head-on. Not to mention, there are also ‘immortal beings’ walking in the world, and there are also some terrifying extraordinary beings. In the mysterious world, rank is not everything. Maybe a wanderer carries the gaze of a certain god! "so what?" The man's eyes moved. "So, I can make an insurance first to hold a 'sunset ceremony'!" The woman smiled. The Extraordinaries in the Forest of Worms are mainly "historical", and this kind of Extraordinary is best at finding and gaining power from the secret history. By imitating the rituals of those major events, we can borrow the power of the unknown. "Sunset ritual? You've actually studied it?" The man was startled. There was a hint of pride in the woman's voice: "When the 'Sunset Disaster' broke out in the etheric realm, I happened to be nearby...and saw a miracle! Although I didn't dare to go there at the time, I still went to that place afterwards and studied it for several months. …I can fully understand it and have tried it several times with excellent results.” "According to rumors, the Sunset Disaster was created by the master of the Tantric Sect." The man said with a change of eyes. "I think it's impossible... With such great power, if it is the master of Tantric Buddhism, then the master of Tantric Buddhism must be a god... But the incarnation of a **** can't be so agile and interfere with the world on a large scale." The woman spoke.
It can be seen that they know the secret history very well, and they also know some secrets about the gods. In the hidden world, knowledge is power! Even ‘knowledge’ and ‘memory’ can become power! "In that case, you should arrange the ceremony first, and I will take action later. If I fail, you can immediately activate the power of the ceremony." The man thought for a while and agreed. The woman immediately took out a sacred relic, which was a pitch-black ring. She touched it gently, and a dense darkness enveloped an area several meters away, making it difficult for outsiders to see the inner scene. She took out another pocket and took out one ritual item after another. "I use white salt as a catalyst to announce that a barrier has been set up here." The woman sprinkled a ring of salt and muttered words. The language she spoke was quite ancient, it was the "Quran" with mysterious power! Then she arranged a small altar and placed a gold mask in the east. "We worship the God of the setting sun and ask Him to manifest the power of the setting sun." In the center of the altar, there are three scarecrows symbolizing sacrifices. At this time, the little faces of the scarecrows had a look of horror, as if they had the souls of living people imprisoned. The woman lit the candle and said: "The power of the sunset ritual is too powerful. I can only maintain it for three minutes... You must send a signal within three minutes. I will choose to activate or cancel the ritual based on your signal..." "Haha, I think you are too careful. Maybe I can take them all down by myself." The man smiled confidently and waved his hand. A large number of densely packed pitch-black insects rushed out and swarmed towards Fang Xing's home... … In the bedroom. Fang Xing suddenly opened his eyes: "Who is worshiping me?" After breaking through the four limits of tantric martial arts, his status has become very high, comparable to that of an immortal. The immortals in this world are already ‘demigod’-like existences. Since he is a 'demigod', he naturally possesses certain magical powers. For example, prayers within a certain distance from him can be heard. But the area of the 'demigod' is very small, probably not even half of Cuiting City, unless it is transferred through the 'ethereal realm'. But the voice was extremely clear, as if it was right at the doorstep of my home. Fang Xing unleashed his will power, swept it away, and suddenly smiled: "What is this? Do you want me to beat myself up?" "Well, there are two Enlightened Ones coming, and Fang Qiong will most likely not be able to handle them, so I still have to take action..." At this time, there was a sudden rustling sound outside the window.
When Fang Xing sensed it, first it was Fang Qiong who quickly put on clothes and came out, and then Fang Leng also came to the living room with a revolver in his hand. "Yes, the vigilance is okay... It's a pity that the steam rifles are useless against the enemies we face now..." Fang Xing shook his head. Just as Fang Leng was about to say something, the window suddenly shattered, and then... one after another dark worms crawled in. Even though Fang Qiong was already a tantric warrior and no longer an ordinary person, when she saw this scene, her scalp was still numb and she felt like one pimple after another appeared on her body. "Sleep!" Fang Leng gritted his teeth and threw out a white talisman. Bang! A ball of white light burst out, and the movement of the black insects stopped for a moment, but soon started moving again. "My charm?" Fang Leng exclaimed. "Your spell is too weak..." Fang Xing shook his head, he held up his hands, and it seemed as if a dark sun was rising. The invisible erosion of darkness spread, and those insects instantly stiffened and died... Even, with the help of this corrosion, Fang Xing saw the horrifying figure of a man connected with the dense lines of these insects. "Six Void Skills - No Secret Hands!" Fang Xing stretched out his hand, seemingly grabbing into the darkness. The man immediately screamed and his chest was penetrated by a dark hand, but he was still able to move and struggled to escape. "The attacker has been severely injured by me. Go find him and kill him!" Fang Xing changed his mind and decided to use the attacker as a test for Fang Qiong. Fang Qiong nodded. She had just seen the dark sun rising. Even with Fang Xing's words, she felt that she had developed a mystical connection with the attacker. Through this connection she could feel the other person fleeing quickly. Whoosh! Fang Qiong lightly stamped his foot, and the figure rushed out of the window. Under the darkness of night, she looked like a civet, chasing the attacker. "Well...it's coming." Fang Xing came to the window, but his eyes were fixed on a dark place. "What's coming?" Fang Leng was a little surprised, and soon he saw a 'sun'!
The real 'sun' rises from Cuiting City like the rising sun in the east! That was the woman from the Worm Forest, who brazenly activated the 'Mystery of the Sunset'! raging! She lit the scarecrow with a candle and watched the soul on it wailing. Everything is like a replica of the etheric world! "God of the setting sun...please send down your mighty power to punish the unclean!" A ferocious smile appeared on the woman's face, and she spoke Quran, hoping to activate the power of the ritual to fall on Fang Xing's family. Then… Her expression changed drastically. She saw the sun setting suddenly, and the target turned out to be - herself? ! "No...God of the setting sun, I clearly reproduced the secret history perfectly, why did the ritual backlash?" The woman screamed, and then turned into a charred corpse under the rays of the sun. The illusive sun set, and its brilliance enveloped most of Cuiting City. This night also became the talk of countless people and was named ‘Sunset Night’… "Just now…" Fang Leng watched the illusory sun set and disappear... as if it were an illusion, but cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead. Knowing a little bit of the inside story, he truly understood the power represented by that sunset. If that ritual really gets out of control, half of Cuiting City may be burned down! "Sunset Ritual...an Etheric Mystery..." The corners of Fang Xing's mouth twitched a little, not knowing how to complain. Although most extraordinary people are stubborn, this is the first time he has seen such a mysterious replica of a ritual being used against him! ‘Oh...it seems that the extraordinary person who has a history before wants to obtain powerful power by recreating the secret ritual of the etheric world. ’ ‘In the past few times, I didn’t object in order to explore the power and characteristics of Shitu... but they thought that if they succeeded once, they could succeed again and again? ’ ‘As an extraordinary person, is he so careless? ’ Just when Fang Xing was complaining in his heart, Fang Qiong had already returned with a man in his arms. "I recognized him. He is 'Avis', the boss behind the funding of our archaeological team... But he is actually an extraordinary person, or someone from the 'Forest of Worms'..." Fang Qiong's expression was cold: "We archaeological teams are all cannon fodder. Their purpose is to find the tomb of David, the 'blasphemer'... David is suspected to be an angel of the 'dark path' and has fallen for many years... We are excavating this time The grave is very likely to belong to this blasphemer..." Fang Xing glanced at Avis and found that the other person's sanity had collapsed. The ‘Dark Path’ still has unique advantages in terms of corrosion and torture.
Fang Qiong completed this test well. "Sister...when did you become so good at torture?" Fang Leng felt like there was a question mark on his forehead. At this time, the sky in the east was white. A steam locomotive came slowly, and Shi Lei and Fang Fang, who had a very pale face, got off. Obviously, after a night of 'visiting', this little sister has completely understood the cruelty of the hidden world... (End of chapter)