At this time, it is within the valley of Cang'er Mountain.

A group of people wearing black robes were silently shuttled through the crowd.

All those standing by their side made way out of the way in front of them and dared not stop them.

These people moved very quickly, holding a red jar in their hands.

The altar was filled with a strong smell of blood.

After waiting for the men in black robe to pass by, the others surrounded him and faced the huge altar in the middle.

There were scarlet eyes on the altar, and it felt extremely evil.

But a look of excitement appeared in the eyes of the man in black, as if he saw the scarlet eyes and saw the most respectable thing in the world.

The men in black robes, who were dragging the red jar, quickly stood on the corner of the altar.

There are words in your mouth.

As their lyrics moved, others also followed suit and said something.

A neat but obscure mantra sounded in the originally empty valley, and a unique atmosphere enveloped Cang'er Mountain.

At this time, Liu Zhengyang used the power of his soul to observe everything around him.

When he saw these people look like this, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

This scene seems somewhat familiar.

The scene of encountering the ancient surviving tribes in Dadong Mountain seemed to be not much different from the situation in front of him, which made him a little curious, and then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at the scene in front of him.

Could it be that this place has something to do with the altar.

Then he threw the power of his soul into the chessboard.

Accompanied by the low murmur, the altar in the chessboard began to shake. This change made Liu Zhengyang squint his eyes.

This altar is indeed not simple!

At first I wanted to test the joint action ability of the Wind Caves, but now it seems that I have discovered something more interesting!

Zhong Mengchen didn't know what Liu Zhengyang was thinking. At this time, he also noticed the difference, pinched the magic tricks and calculated them secretly.

In the middle of the valley, the red jar held suddenly fell down.

The blood in the altar rolled endlessly, instantly soaking the entire altar.

Then the blood water was as if controlled by unknown forces, and advanced rapidly on the altar line, and finally formed a composition of a pentagram, and then the blood-red light suddenly lit up.

Those men in black robes who were afraid of this knelt on the ground in a hurry when they saw this scene, and kept kowting to the altar.

And as these people bowed, the evil eyes in the middle of the altar suddenly turned, and finally rose up suddenly and headed straight for the full moon in the sky.

Worship the moon.

These congregants of the head cover sect are holding secret rituals to worship the moon, and once to deepen their degree of embrace of demonic energy.

Most of these people were demons. When they saw the red light in their eyes piercing into the moon in the sky, they couldn't help but cheer, and then knelt down to the altar more devoutly.

Fang Yanbin's men had quietly surrounded the entire valley, but what they didn't know was that when they entered the valley range, the black-robed man kneeling in the middle stopped moving for a moment.

Then they looked at each other, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths that was unexplained.

The relationship between hunters and prey has never been clear, even if it is an experienced hunter, in a certain specific environment, it is a prey!
Chapter completed!