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After walking out of the crypt, Gus glanced at Germa hesitantly and waved. Germa half-knelt in front of Gus in a very humane manner. However, even so, the three-foot-tall Germa was much taller than Gus. .

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Germa gestured very hard to make Gus hear clearly, but her nerve-like words finally completely separated the two of them. Moreover, Gus was also desperate. It seemed that the words in the dungeon should be Ge Erma's words. Ma Xian taught him.

I couldn't say anything from here, and there was no need to stay any longer. I patted Germa's huge body and walked towards the dungeon. I was afraid that I would become stupid if I was in the same place with this guy.

This time, Germa did not follow.

Indeed, as Ge Ma said, no one in the tribe hindered Gus's progress. Even if Gus walked to the eight blood pillars, Ge Ma, who was secretly observing Gus, was only a little nervous and did not make any sudden moves. things.

The eight blood pillars were arranged one after another, forming a very strange shape, probably like a trident, but it looked like someone had inserted it randomly. Gus squatted down and stared at the root of the blood pillar, which was soft and soft. The sand and stones caused the blood pillar to sway a little, and the root was very shallow. Gus could only touch it with three fingers.

How could such a shallow sand pit withstand the demonic wind in Northern Xinjiang? Gus thought, and simply sat directly in front of the blood pillar. He quickly peeled away the sand around the blood pillar with his hands. After three or four strokes, the entire blood pillar was exposed in front of his eyes. Without the protection of the sand, it should logically fall down with the wind, but the strange thing is that the blood pillar is still standing upright as before, continuing to sway as if it is a great ridicule to Gus.

"Damn..."

Gus pushed hard with both hands, but the moment the blood pillar touched Gus' palm, blood light suddenly appeared, and Gus flew backwards with the wind. All the witchcraft power that had finally been gathered in his body was sucked away by the blood pillar, and that's it. In an instant, before Gus had time to react, he rolled a few times and then fell heavily to the ground, his mouth full of gravel.

"Bah... Bah... Bah..."

He spit out the sand in his mouth and spit several mouthfuls towards the blood column. He lay on the ground weakly and did not get up again. His strength was sucked away by the blood column along with Wu Li. This blood column was like a bottomless pit. It seemed that there was no way to fill it. It won't fill up either.

Gus recalled the feeling at the moment when he came into contact with the blood pillar. It was like a little white rabbit falling into the trap of a big bad wolf. The small and terrifying experience made Gus unable to think of resisting. This blood pillar seemed to be connected. Another world, and Gus was not even a worm in front of it, at most a speck of dust.

He closed his eyes and meditated hard. What was this pillar that made Ge Ma bow his head and beg him? The tribal altar must be a little secret, but this thing is not rare. Almost every tribe of the sixty-four tribes in Northern Xinjiang has one. Altar, just according to what Ge Ma said, is it possible that someone will come to Northern Xinjiang to deal with these broken pillars? He took out the shabby blueprint from his chest, put it in front of his eyes, and compared it again and again. Gradually, the whole The sky and the earth covered Gus like a cover, blood lingered around his body, the light of the mage carved from the eight wooden pillars trembled, and finally the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the entire northern Xinjiang was shrouded in black clouds. This northern Xinjiang, which had never experienced a dark night, A storm suddenly arose, shattering the sky.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Germa roared and pulled Gus out of his fantasy. She actually put her face next to Gus with a concerned look, her fist-sized eyes flickering, and the fishy smell from her body rushed straight into Gus's nostrils.

"Ah... owe"

He sneeze violently and sprayed all of it into Germa's eyes. He screamed a few times and scratched his eyes desperately. Gus rubbed his nose and put away the album with a sigh. The two were exactly the same. The stuff has to be confusing.

He smacked his lips and secretly thought that the chance of the magician's light in this ghost place was very small, but there would be something buried under the gate of hell.

There was something buried under the pillar of blood, which reminded Gus of the possibility that the thin, ghost-like guy was trying to summon spirits from another dimension.

There are countless independent spaces outside the Jiuji Continent, large or small. Some spaces are said to have given birth to life. Of course, Gus has never seen it with his own eyes. All of these are known from books in the art museum. At that time, Gus planned to find some space and spend the rest of his life with Eve carefree.

Now it seems that it is all delusion.

"Hey, silly guy, what do you want to use these pillars for?"

Yasha, who couldn't speak human language, could understand what Gus meant, and also understood that Gus couldn't understand what he said. He didn't yell again this time, and stood up suddenly, slapping his chest with his claws, the flames sizzling above his head, and his legs Standing astride, glaring fiercely at Gus.

"You said, this is something used by great dancers?"

"Ouch..."

"Well, this is where you pray?"

"Ouch..."

Germa shook her head eagerly again. Gus looked at the anxious Germa with narrowed eyes and said casually: "You want to summon the Dharma God?"

"Ouch...Ouch..."

The frequency of the sound changed, and Gus's heart sank slightly. It seemed that the guy was really going to summon something. He stared at the eight blood pillars standing in the wind and walked towards the dungeon.

Summon whatever you like. Even if you summon Yasha's ancestor, it has nothing to do with you. There is no shortage of people in Jiuji Continent who can turn the tide. From the previous conversation with Ge Ma, I know that there seems to be someone who will interfere, otherwise Ge Ma will also He won't catch a strong man and find it on his own head.

Let's be chaotic, the more chaotic the better, only then will Gus have the confidence to take the four of them out.

The dungeon guards' attitude changed obviously when they saw Gus. The mallets as thick as a man stood on both sides, and they diligently helped Gus open the door. One of them kept nodding and bowing, just like a human being. It seems that customs are universal everywhere.

Gus waved to the two of them and walked down the dungeon with a smile. As the cell door was lowered, the few bright lights that had just appeared were swallowed up by darkness again. Seeing Gus coming, Eve hurriedly walked over and carefully patted Gus. Chen Chen asked with some worry: "What does he want from you?"

"He wants me to help him guard those broken pillars."

For the four people, Gus would not lie to them and told them the whole process of the matter. The four of them were silent after listening. How to decide on this matter? If they don't die, they may bring a catastrophe to the mainland, and the five of them will inevitably be cast aside.

The ancestors drove away the barbarians like dogs thousands of years ago. How could they be willing to become slaves of the barbarians now? Gus stared at Eve's pale face through the darkness. He knew what this girl was thinking at the moment. .

After rubbing his black hair, Gus broke the silence: "As long as you live, I don't care about anything else."