Starting from the ultimate, the keeper behind the Nine Gates

Chapter 189 Statue

In order to get an answer, Zhou Kun crawled to his mother's side.

As the body fell, a large amount of blood spurted onto the left side of his face.

Fresh and slightly sticky liquid flowed down his cheeks, with a strong smell of rust and an overwhelming red.

"huhuhuhu"

The strong feeling of suffocation dragged Zhou Kun back into the despair of being on the verge of death.

Even taking deep, rapid breaths didn't provide any relief.

He trembled and lowered his head stiffly.

The scarlet color was reflected in his mother's eyes, which were almost bloodshot and looked as if they were about to burst out.

Warm liquid flowed out from below, Zhou Kun rolled his eyes and fainted completely.

The other two members of the Zhou family didn't faint, but their condition wasn't much better either.

Having learned from the previous experience, they dared not say a word.

Huang Xian ignored the corpse on the ground and picked up the tray on top of the coffin again.

The tattered cloak trembled slightly, and as he moved, the crowd fell silent again.

Qian Duo saw that his uncle's eyes were wandering and something was obviously wrong, so he slapped him without hesitation.

"Snapped"

A crisp voice sounded, and Jin Wantang's eyes instantly became much clearer.

Then his eyes fell on the hands of his beloved nephew.

Qian Duo smiled awkwardly and hid his hand behind his back, "I'm helping you, uncle."

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Huang Xian suspiciously as he solemnly carried the tray to the stage and placed it on the altar that had been prepared long ago.

The things in the tray were covered tightly with red cloth, and only a little outline could be seen.

Someone replaced Zhou's mother and son and lifted the coffin again and stopped it in the center of the square.

Everyone knelt down around the black coffin.

"Woo-"

The weasels whimpered softly and crawled on the ground with their heads down.

Their leader knelt in the front, took off the red cloth, kowtowed heavily, and shouted:

"Gods above, I offer a sincere sacrifice in exchange for your life!"

The so-called god is a wooden statue with a human head and a snake body. It is pitch black with a faint red glow.

Nuwa?

The moment this idea came into his mind, Jiang Xing rejected it himself.

It's because the expression of this statue reveals a strange evil nature, without a trace of dignified and kind divinity.

It was also at this moment that Huang Xian’s purpose was truly exposed to everyone.

What it wants is not only revenge, but also a chance to come back to life.

Although this sounded like a fairy tale, the wooden statue responded.

In an instant, black spell-like symbols spread out like octopus tentacles.

The closest Huang Xian was the first to be hit, and actually considered himself as one of the sacrifices.

Black runes wrapped around its feet, and then like a desert traveler tasting its first sip of water, they exploded instantly and wrapped it tightly.

Unlike those controlled 'sacrifices', it was completely willing.

Therefore, he was swallowed without making a sound.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jin Wantang took Qian Duo and ran away.

But he is old and two steps are his limit.

Seeing that the thing was about to wrap around his ankle, Jin Wantang couldn't dodge it.

This time!

"Zi"

Along with the sound of something burning, the power suddenly disappeared.

He staggered a bit, but fortunately he did not fall.

Jin Wantang and Qian Duo looked at each other, confused.

They saw that the strange runes actually bypassed them.

No, not just the two of them.

The uncle and nephew looked at Jiang Xing at the same time, and saw that he was also standing there safely.

But his face didn't look good.

It was the first time that Qian Duo saw Jiang Xing with such a serious expression.

Even if I have a hundred thousand questions in my mind, I dare not ask more questions.

Jiang Xing didn't care about the lives of the people around him, and his eyes were fixed on the wooden statue on the stage.

The next second he raised his hand and swung it, and the chain in his hand extended infinitely until it rolled up the wooden statue.

As if in response to stress, all the runes suddenly retreated like a tide, and the sky was filled with blackness.

Jiang Xing withdrew his hand without hesitation, and the chains disappeared and were replaced by wooden statues.

It feels very light in the hand, and you can tell at first glance that it is not a good wood.

The snake's scales are in disarray, and some parts are bald.

The only advantage is that the whole body is polished very smoothly, that's all, there is no technical skill involved.

Realizing something was wrong, Huang Xian turned around and looked at Jiang Xing.

When I met his gaze, my body stiffened for a moment.

However, it still stood up and said in a deep voice: "Give it back to me."

Jiang Xing sneered, "God? Bullshit."

The gods of this world have long since disappeared, and only the underworld maintains basic operations.

They either died or were cut off from this world for other reasons.

There are many possibilities, but Jiang Xing is more inclined to the latter.

Huang Xian was annoyed by his contemptuous attitude, but he knew that he was no match for this human.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all.

It angrily thought that it should have made an extra wish and asked God to take this guy away first.

In anger, Huang Xian reverted to simple animal thinking, completely forgetting that his spirit had been captured.

Seeing that it was about to explode with anger, Jiang Xing sympathetically provided two options, "Where did this thing come from? Or who told you that it can bring people back to life?"

As he spoke, he clenched his fingers and exerted a slight force. The wooden statue, which was already of mediocre quality, instantly turned into powder and fell to the ground.

The surging spell condensed into a ball and was still trapped in the palm of his hand.

Threat, clear threat!