At noon, the scorching sun is clear.

The treetops of different shades were shimmering with white light, and the branches and leaves were stretched, and the golden pulsations, bright and brilliant.

A bird roosts and flies in it, like a school of fish gathered.

Follow the dense branches and leaves, as if descending from the brisk blue sea all the way down.

The dullness, coldness, decay, etc., gradually expelled all light and warmth, and filled it with diffusion.

Like a dense forest at midnight, bones are piled up like a mountain, blood gurgling into the soft and dark grave soil, already staining the entire grave with a dark red blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

With a terrible scream, the last stranger was brutally tortured and killed by a greedy slave in endless fear. At the same time, the "Yu" cultivation base was finally restored to the late stage of foundation building!

Up to now, all the creatures around here, whether they are humans or beasts, have been brought here by greedy slaves, and they have all been killed!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps under the forest, and the other three greedy slaves returned, but with nothing but nothing.

The three greedy slaves bowed together and saluted "Yu" with a cold voice: "Master, I have searched all the sites around here."

"No more living creatures were found."

On the bank of the independent tombstone of "Yu", he closed his eyes slightly.

"We are now only returning to the post-foundation cultivation base."

"Blood and fear, still not enough!"

"Besides, try to avoid'Xi' and'Prisoner'."

Four greedy slaves salute together: "Oh, yes!"

Waiting for a while, seeing that "Yu" had no other orders, he quietly retreated.

Under the bewildering and **** forest, only "Yu" was left alone. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the corpses around him. Many corpses had rotted out of bones, but there was no breeding of maggots, mosquitoes and flies. Entering the eyes is a dead silence, as if this woodland has already fallen into the kingdom of the dead, and all living beings are forbidden.

The "Yu" expression was slightly pensive.

Killed so many creatures, drew their blood and fear, but only recovered to the post-foundation cultivation base.

Following this trend, I am afraid that he will slaughter all the creatures in this small world before he can return to his peak...

It seems that slaughtering the world is the true essence of the second door!

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Deserted village.

A lone grave stands quietly under an old tree that has long since died.

"Tattoo..."

The sound of messy footsteps came, and a group of people walked across the long-abandoned villages after a short while.

There are men, women and children in the team, all dressed in new styles, and a little bit of rouge gouache is applied to the faces of women and children, but even so, they can't conceal the paleness of everyone.

They were dressed in red and green, and played festive music. They seemed to have a happy event, but each one was trembling, their eyes looked terrified, and they looked terrified.

In the middle of the team, there were ten men and women who were **** by five flowers and stuffed with rags in their mouths.

These men and women are all struggling desperately, their eyes protruding, and they are almost violent. It's just that the ropes that bind them are extremely strong, no matter how they wriggle their bodies, they can't get out of the **** state.

Soon, the team arrived in front of the tomb in trembling beatings.

An old man who seemed to have a slight identity walked out of the team, calmed down, stretched his tone, and sang as if he shouted, "Worship the Red Pink Fairy!"

"Worship the Red Pink Fairy!" In the entire team, all men, women and children, except for ten living people who were tied up, all knelt to the ground and shouted in unison.

The old man took the lead. After three kneelings and nine knocks, the man of reinstatement pulled up the men and women who were tied up: "Respectfully invite the immortal to be sacrificed!"

"Respectfully invite Daxian to be sacrificed!"

Numerous mortals continued to shout, and there seemed to be an inconspicuous whimper in the middle.

The moment ten men and women stepped onto the soil in front of the cemetery, the originally solid ground suddenly seemed to be soft water, quietly swallowing ten people.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The tied and gagged living people couldn't escape, couldn't ask for help. Under extreme fear, their foreheads burst into blue veins, and their eyes were full of crimson. Luster, but couldn't stop himself from sinking into the earth a little bit.

Mortal people were watching, their eyes were full of fear, and the crowd shivered everywhere.

After a while, the ten living people were all swallowed by the mud. The original place was once again flat and the grass was separated, leaving no trace.

It seemed that the scene just now was an illusion.

Seeing this scene, the old man just now took the lead and knelt down again: "The big pink fairy is sacrificed! The big immortal must bless us in peace!"

"Great Immortal, Great Mercy and Compassion..."

"Great grace..."

Numerous mortals knelt on the ground tremblingly, thanking the big pink fairy for a long while, and seeing no other movement around, they hurriedly left with horror.

The old branches are dry and knotted, and the lone tomb is cold and silent. When the night wind blows, the shadows of the trees are swaying, reflecting on the tomb, like a group of demons dancing, eerie and terrible.

A pink bride dressed in a red wedding gown, with a hijab on her head and a hijab on her chest appeared quietly, and a pure white "prisoner" stood beside her. The auras of the two were slightly improved, and both were already in the early stage of foundation building.

The pink bride's gaze penetrated Hippa, staring at the territory in front of her, and shook her head slightly: "The scope of the cemetery has been expanded a bit."

"Moreover, there is a steady source of blood and fear."

"It's just this speed, too slow!"

The "Prisoner" nodded. According to the clues obtained from the investigation in the past few days, every force here enshrines a "Great Immortal", and the pink bride said that in the first gate, the "curse" becomes the faceless Great Immortal... Therefore, with a little speculation, the "prisoner" allowed the pink bride to stand on her own as a great immortal.

Moreover, through some means, a nearby village was urged to come and offer sacrifices.

At the moment, the situation is indeed as he guessed...

His mind turned rapidly, and the "prisoner" said, "Now is just the beginning."

"At least, we already know how to expand our territory."

"Next, I will continue to collect more information."

"This good fortune will take a full year."

"It's only a few days now."

"The three survivors haven't heard any news yet. Most of'Yu' and Pei Ling are very far away from here."

"Now, no hurry!"

The pink bride nodded, the tassels adorned with hipa swayed slightly, and the bright yellow looked like a stream of water in the night, rippling like waves, becoming more slender and attractive.

She slowly said, "I understand."

"But next, we must let more living people come over to worship."

"Prisoner" replied without thinking: "No problem!"

"I will arrange it now."

Before the words fell, his figure had quietly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the pink bride turned slightly, her skirt fluttering in the wind, and when she fell, there was no one under the old tree.

The night wind whizzed past, leaving the old tree alone in a solitary grave, relatively quiet.