Liu Zhengyang did not take action. He believed that Fang Yanbin had discovered the problem and could solve it.

In the future, he is destined to be in charge of one side. If he needs to take action on everything, can he manage it? Of course not!

Some things must be done by Fang Yanbin himself.

But at present, Fang Yanbin's handling method is still worthy of recognition.

At least it was not because he and Zhong Mengchen were fighting against each other, which was a good thing.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the altar inside Liu Zhengyang's chessboard began to riot. After hesitating for a moment, Liu Zhengyang opened the chessboard.

When the aura of the altar was revealed, the storm suddenly changed.

There were originally a few black-robed men around the Ghost Eye Altar who wanted to launch the altar to raid Fang Yanbin and others.

But at this moment, the altar suddenly rioted.

"boom!"

As if thunder sounded in my ears, the ghost eye altar, which had almost no reaction on weekdays, suddenly exploded.

Then a huge eye appeared, and behind the giant eye were some squirming tentacles, which made people's scalp numb.

The believers were immediately hit, and countless blood-colored lines burst out from their bodies, and then they penetrated into the tentacles of the ghost eyes one by one. As the tentacles swayed, their bodies also swayed slightly.

Especially the main brains that surrounded the altar and absorbed the most fragments, the tentacles directly pierced on their bodies.

In this situation, they didn't care about calculating Fang Yanbin and his group.

"Ghost Eyes! Calm down!"

"Mr. Ghost Eye, I am your loyal slave. You can't treat me like this! I don't want to die!"

"Give me the power back!"

The heads of these heads of the sect couldn't help but let out a shrill wail, which means that they are quite powerful and can still wail. The other believers have lost their consciousness!

Not only that, Fang Yanbin and the others also encountered trouble. After all, they were still within the scope of the Ghost Eye Altar, and many blood-colored silk threads suddenly appeared around them, wanting to tie them up.

"Gay brothers, escape from this area! At all costs!"

Fang Yanbin couldn't help but look tight when he saw this scene, and then shouted loudly.

At the same time, the energy from the body gushed out, directly breaking away the strange silk threads wrapped around it.

After all, they have no connection with this head-covered sect, and their lurking position is far from the Ghost Eye Altar, so although these things are a bit difficult, it is not difficult to quit.

Ghost Eye didn't seem to care, but instead looked at Liu Zhengyang in the distance.

Zhong Mengchen's mouth twitched: "Ahem, Liu Zhizhang, have we agreed not to take action?"

Liu Zhengyang:...

He didn't want to make such a fuss about this. Who knew that he had just released the aura of the ancient altar and actually made the Ghost Eye Altar go wild!

"Accident, this is definitely an accident!"

Liu Zhengyang spread his hands: "This ghost-eyed altar seems to be related to the treasures on me, so he released a little breath and actually made it violent. This is a bit interesting!"

Since it was caused by itself, it was obvious that this test was meaningless.

"It seems you feel the altar breath on me, why?"
Chapter completed!