The skeleton army and the ghost ghost spirit temporarily retreated, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" Sun Wukong's chest was slightly undulating, and he asked at Zhu Tianpeng, whose face turned pale, with concern in his eyes.

"It's okay, just a small hole." Zhu Tianpeng waved his hand indifferently, but it touched the wound and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"Second Senior Sister, thank you." Sha Wanjing quickly reached out to support Zhu Tianpeng, looking a little guilty.

"Second Sister, I'll help you heal your wounds." Ao Xiaobai quickly took out the water spirit ball, and a water blue magic power wrapped him in, and began to heal Zhu Tianpeng's wounds.

"Wanjing, I'm fine, don't worry." Zhu Tianpeng said with a smile. The hand held by Sha Wanjing was a little bit dishonest. Her eyes looked out through the gap in the black dragon's body, revealing a bit of solemnity: "He is trying to waste our time, but he just happened to rush to the altar during this gap. They shouldn't know that we have the Sumeru Beads on our hands."

"Well, Dahei opens the way. My palace back, Xiaobai, continue to help her heal her wounds. Wanjing, look at Luo Xi." Sun Wukong saw that the wound behind Zhu Tianpeng had stopped bleeding, and nodded.

"Da Hei, go!" Ao Xiaobai shouted, and the big black dragon hovering around everyone slowly flew forward. All the wall obstacles along the way were directly knocked away, directly opening up a passage leading to the huge stone pillar.

Zhu Tianpeng raised the nine-toothed rake and rushed forward first. Ao Xiaobai followed her and continued to cast spells to heal him. Sha Wanjing comforted Luo Xi and followed quickly.

Sun Wukong stood behind everyone, with two golden flames in his eyes jumping slowly, as if he wanted to see through the heavy black fog and see the tall shadow standing behind the black fog. The golden cudgel in his hand trembled slightly, made a buzzing sound, and turned around and followed quickly.

The long street was covered with a layer of black dust, which was left after the black skeleton weathered. In the darkness in the distance, you can still see the beating blue flames. They were the skeleton soldiers who had not retreated. The shrill screams of life came from time to time, and it was obvious that the ghost fog and ghost spirit had not yet gone far away.

However, these things did not come out again to stop everyone, as if they were deliberately letting them over.

"No, there is a ghost in this altar!" Zhu Tianpeng, who was rushing in front, suddenly stopped and looked at the altar not far away and said in a deep voice.

When everyone heard this, they looked forward, and their expressions changed.

A huge stone tablet a hundred feet tall stood dozens of feet tall, and under the stone tablet there was a huge altar more than ten feet in a radius. What surprised everyone was that it was composed of five-colored skulls, and flames were still pounding in the skeleton's eyes, forming an altar with five-colored flames in the darkness.

"This is... a five-color altar arranged with five spirit skeletons. The person who arranged this formation back then was vicious." Sha Wanjing looked at the altar and shouted softly. After his eyes fell on the stone tablet, his face changed and he blurted out: "Sacrifice Monument!"

"What is that?" Sun Wukong looked at the stone tablet with a serious expression: "The words written on it are all names, at least more than 100,000."

Sha Wanjing said quickly: "The sacrifice monument is to sacrifice the life of a living person to gather yin energy. This method requires slaughtering a large number of mortals, which hurts the harmony of heaven. In ancient times, a saint used it and was later besieged by several saints and died. This method has become a recognized unusable method. The yin energy in this city is extremely strong, and someone erected a sacrifice monument in the center of this city, probably because he wanted to suppress the yin energy in this city without leaking out."

"In other words, the names on this stone tablet do not belong to the people in this city, and those whose names are recorded on it will be sacrificed?" Zhu Tianpeng asked.

Sha Wanjing shook her head and said, "No, the names recorded on the stone tablet should have been sacrificed. As for whether there are still people to be sacrificed, it depends on the methods of the person who set up the sacrificial monument."

"Senior sister, can we leave here? It's so scary..." Ao Xiaobai looked at the altar in the distance, and his face showed a little fear.

"Yes, although the material of the five-color altar has been replaced by the five-color skeleton, the effect of teleportation should still be there. As long as there is no problem with the Sumeru Bead, we can leave." Sha Wanjing nodded and took out the Sumeru Bead from her arms.

At this moment, a roar came from behind everyone, and the black clouds around him rushed towards everyone. The ground was slightly shaken, and thousands of skeleton soldiers rushed towards everyone with big strides.

What's strange is that with the altar as the boundary, the other side seems particularly quiet, as if the other half of the city is asleep, without skeleton soldiers and ghosts.

"He is coming. Let's go to the altar and leave here first!" Sun Wukong looked back and looked over the skeleton soldiers and ghost spirits, and said with a serious expression.

Everyone didn't care about the weirdness of the altar, and appeared on the altar in a few flashes.

The skulls flashing with five-colored flames were as crystal clear as crystal carvings, and seemed to be stacked casually, but in fact they were very firm between them, and even if everyone stepped on them, they did not shake the slightest.

This altar is dozens of times larger than the one in Qianliu City. There is also a small hole in the center, and a ball of golden flames is slowly jumping there.

The ghost spirits in the ghost fog could already see the crimson ghost claws, and the black guns on the hands of the five skeleton generals who rushed in front were shining with black light, rushing towards the altar in a semicircular formation, and they were about to fall into the conflict like before.

"Put the Sumeru Beads there!" Sha Wanjing rushed towards the small hole in the center of the altar, and put the Sumeru Beads in her hand into the small hole. After encountering the golden flames, a string of complex golden runes immediately rose up, as if she had met a brother, jumping happily.

"Hehe... It turns out that this thing is really here with you." At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came, and a black shadow flew from a distance, flashing on the edge of the altar, a sound wearing a black cloak, covered by a black robe, a pair of silver eyes slowly jumped.

"Be careful when Wanjing!" Sun Wukong shouted loudly, with a little under his feet, blocking Sha Wanjing's back, raised the golden cudgel in his hand, and smashed the black-robed man with one stick.

With a bang, the ground where the man in black robe stood was directly smashed into a half-meter-deep pit. The black shadow disappeared without a trace, but the man in black robe disappeared without a trace.

"Take it over, this is not something you should have." The previous voice appeared on the other side of the altar, and a black shadow slowly gathered. A pale hand stretched out from under the black robe, and a trace of black air spread out from his hand. Sha Wanjing's Sumeru Bead, which had already put down half, stopped immediately and flew towards him. No matter how she cast the spell, she could not stop it.

"This is not something you should have." At this moment, a gentle voice sounded from the side.
Chapter completed!