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

In the future, he is destined to guard one side. If he needs to take action for everything, can he manage it? Of course not!

Some things must be done by Fang Yanbin himself.

However, it seems that dialect's handling method is still worthy of recognition.

At the very least, it was a good thing that he didn't act recklessly because he and Zhong Mengchen were behind.

"Om~"

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

When the breath of the altar was revealed, the situation suddenly changed.

There were originally a few black-robed people around the ghost eye altar who wanted to launch the altar to surprise those people in Fang Yanbin.

But at this moment, the altar suddenly rioted.

"boom!"

As if thunder sounded in his ears, the ghost eye altar that had hardly reacted on ordinary days suddenly burst open.

Then a huge eye pupil appeared. Behind the huge eye are some constantly wriggling tentacles, which makes the scalp numb.

Those believers were stunned for the first time, and countless blood lines burst from their bodies, and then hit the tentacles of the ghost eyes one by one. As the tentacles shook, their bodies shook slightly.

Especially the main brains that had absorbed the most fragments around the altar had their tentacles stuck directly on their bodies.

In this situation, they can't even count on Fang Yanbin and his party.

"Master Ghost Eye! Calm down!"

"Master Ghost Eye, I am your loyal servant, you can't treat me like this! I don't want to die!"

"Give me back the power!"

The main brains of these head-covered sects couldn't help but let out a stern wailing sound, that is, they are quite powerful, and they can also wailing, and the other believers have lost their consciousness!

Not only that, Fang Yanbin and the others are also in trouble. After all, they are still within the scope of the Ghost Eye Altar, and many **** threads suddenly appeared around them, trying to bind them.

"Comrade brothers, escape this area! At all costs!"

Fang Yanbin couldn't help but his face tightened when he saw this scene, and then shouted loudly.

At the same time, qi gushed out from the body, directly breaking away the weird silk threads that were entwined around it.

After all, they have nothing to do with this head-covering cult, and they are now lurking far away from the Ghost Eye Altar, so although these things are a bit difficult, it is not difficult to withdraw.

Ghost Eye didn't seem to care either, but instead focused on Liu Zhengyang in the distance.

The corners of Zhong Mengchen's mouth twitched: "Ahem, Liu is in charge, didn't we say that we can't make a move?"

Liu Zhengyang:...

He didn't want to make this incident either. Who knew that he had just released the breath of the ancient altar and directly caused the ghost eye altar to run away!

"Accident, this is definitely an accident!"

Liu Zhengyang spread out his hands: "This ghost eye altar seems to be related to the treasure on my body. Only then did it release a little breath, and it directly made it violent. This is a bit interesting!"

Since it was caused by oneself, obviously this test has no meaning.

"It seems that you feel the altar aura on my body, why?"

Liu Zhengyang slowly came to the side of the Ghost Eye Altar and stared at the huge eyeball.