Hu Gao heard Hu Hai's voice and looked at him. He saw Hu Hai at this moment, wearing a thick dragon robe, sitting on a dragon throne that seemed to be rebuilt.

At this time, Hu Gao was wearing a handsome mask on his face. Hu Gao also recognized that mask, which was the one worn by the late emperor Ying Zheng.

At this time, Hu Hai's expression was almost exactly the same as Ying Zheng at that time. He was both lazy and tired and half lying on the dragon throne. His eyes exposed through the mask were disdainful to the world.

When he just saw Hu Hai, Hu Gao almost thought Ying Zheng was alive again. But in the end, Hu Gao shook his head again. He instantly thought of everything Hu Hai did. He threatened himself and now ignored the lives of tens of millions of people. At least Ying Zheng could not do this.

"This guy really treats himself as Ying Zheng!" Hu Gao smiled disdainfully and shook his head. He was about to speak to Hu Hai. But at this moment, he shook suddenly, and his whole body seemed to have become petrified, staying motionless. After a long time, he murmured, "You guy, really want to change your fate against the will of heaven?"

The expression of Miao Shoutu beside Hu Gao was even more frightened than Hu Gao. His eyes were already staring at a place with a stare. At the same time, his body was constantly trembling, and his mouth was so scared that it could not be opened. "Crazy, crazy, you are really crazy!" A small voice came from his mouth, as if he could not speak loudly because of the extreme horror.

At this time, Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu realized that they were in a very strange and weird place.

This place is an extremely huge altar. The altar is a round shape with a diameter of nearly ten meters. Around the altar, there are men, women, young and old in white robes.

The white robes worn by those young men were exactly the same as those worn by Zhao Gao. And those old ones were not much different from those worn by Zhao Gao, but the patterns on them were much more gorgeous than those worn by Zhao Gao.

And they all had a staff that was exactly the same as Zhao Gao. There was a skull at the top of the staff, but the tail was as sharp as a sharp blade. In addition, there were two strange green ghost fires burning in the eye sockets of the skull.

These people were muttering words, and the notes floating from their mouths seemed to have strange power. After hearing Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu, they all felt their minds swelling and dizzy. Both of them felt that their souls seemed to be about to be peeled off from their bodies.

Even they saw that there seemed to be a small vortex in front of them, and they were about to be pulled into it by the vortex.

These people also emitted a holy white light. However, although the holy white light looked holy, when it was shrouded on its body, Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu felt that an indescribable cold air enveloped them.

And in the middle of these people was the director of the Kuanglong Martial Arts Academy and the grandfather of Miao Shoutu - Miao Duoluo!

He sat cross-legged in the center of the huge round altar, but his body was bent and his hands pressed on the altar. Blood flowed out from his hands pressed on the altar.

The wrists of his hands were cut open. Blood flowed out of the wound. I don’t know how much blood was on Miao Duolo, but I only know that the blood flowing out of his wound had dyed the marks on the entire circular altar blood red.

Although Medalo was trembling and his face was extremely pale, he did not fall down. He seemed to be gritting his teeth and persevering, or he was working harder to squeeze out the little blood left in his body and flow into the altar.

The altar was extremely dark, and I don’t know what stone it was made of. The marks on it were actually not too deep, and the depth was only about one centimeter. So if you don’t look carefully, you can’t see clearly what the marks were.

However, now, the marks were dyed dark red by blood, and they could be seen clearly by everyone.

It was a totem, a phoenix phoenix that was in the process of the fire. Whether it was the phoenix or the flame, it was carved extremely finely. The tiny forks on each feather of the phoenix were perfectly displayed by the carver, and the flame was carved in a strange way, making the flame look like it was constantly jumping.

If this totem is dyed red, even if all the blood in a person's body is shed, it is absolutely impossible to completely dye it red. But Miao Duoluo really dyed him red. No one knows where there is so much blood in his body.

And all this is not what shocked Hu Gao and Miao Shoutu.

What shocked and terrified them, and felt that Hu Hai was already crazy was a stone bed on the altar. No, it should be said that the person who was sleeping on the stone bed at this time.

That person is Fusu!

Hu Gao had heard that Fusu had given his life and sealed the elder of the Holy Ray of Heaven in the void. He also knew that after the founding of the country, Hu Hai sent a large number of people to find Fusu's body.

Hu Gao just thought that Hu Hai wanted to find Fusu's body and then bury him with a glorious burial. Although there was no movement since then. However, Hu Gao never thought that Fusu's body would become so miserable after it was found.

Yes, it is really miserable.

Fusu is dead, and he is undoubtedly dead. Even though Hu Gao did not see him dead with his own eyes, even if Fusu on the stone bed is now staring wide, Hu Gao is sure that he is dead.

Because he was not angry at all. The feeling he gave Hu Gao was the feeling that those immortal monsters gave him. Although they could move, they were just like other people's marionettes, which were completely dead!

Fusu's eyes glared to the limit, as if it was very painful. At this moment, Hu Gao could actually understand his pain!

The white light that emerged from the white-robed men who kept chanting scriptures turned into lights. The lights seemed to be alive, floating like snakes in the sky. Finally, the lights completely entered Fusu's body.

The lights were like parasites, constantly drilling into Fusu's body. Every time the light shook, you could see Fusu trembled heavily.

However, it is not this what really makes Hu Gao feel Fusu's pain. And the lights that connect Fusu's brain! Those lights are truly connected to Fusu's brain.

Why do you say that? Because at this time, the Tianling Cover above Fusu's head was taken off. His brain was directly exposed to the air. Disgusting light pierced into his brain. Every time the light shook, a stream of light could be clearly seen on Fusu's brain, following the veins of his brain.

Hu Gao's whole body trembled and his face turned extremely pale. He could clearly feel the heart-wrenching pain of his mind being opened.

And at this time, Fusu's mouth kept opening and closing, and a soft murmur came from Fusu's stiff mouth. His tone was painful and mechanical.

Hu Gao straightened his ears and finally stripped Fusu's voice from the whispers of the white-robed men. The voice was clearly saying, "Kill me, kill me!"

"Slowly, Hu Gao's eyes that were glaring to the limit slowly narrowed. His brows gradually frowned. In the end, his brows had turned into the word "chuan". And sparks seemed to be about to pop up in his eyes.

The blue veins swelled up high on his temples. His cheeks were almost protruding. His fists were pinching tightly. The short flat nails carefully trimmed by Hu Wushuang had already pierced into his flesh, and the blood fell to the ground with Hu Gao's palms. But he didn't feel anything.

His mind was filled with Fusu's painful expression, and his ears were just echoing the sound of Fusu's murmuring at this moment, "Kill me, kill me!"

Suddenly, Hu Gao raised his head and stared at Hu Hai.

"Shh!" However, at this time, Hu Hai stood up from the dragon chaise, stretched out his index finger and stood up to his mouth, and gently shrew at Hu Gao. At the same time, a pressure fell on Hu Gao's body, making him unable to speak or move.

Miaoshoutu also felt the pressure and his face changed drastically. He looked at Hu Hai, but only felt that there was a illusion in front of him. Hu Hai was so powerful that he could not even see it clearly. This feeling of watching a god made Hu Hai's heart pound.

"Zhao Gao, you brought them here!" After stopping Hu Gao, Hu Hai turned to look at Zhao Gao beside Hu Gao and waved to him, "Not bad, it really won my heart. I know that this ancestor worship ceremony will not have to wait until the full moon night on August 15th!"

"You must stop Your Majesty!" Zhao Gao first bowed to Hu Hai, and when he bowed, he turned his head and murmured to Hu Gao in a low voice. After the whisper, he quickly returned to Hu Hai's side, stood respectfully, and did not dare to speak.

"How!" Hu Hai raised his hand, pointed to Fusu on the stone bed on the altar, and said with a smile, "I use the power of the ancestor worship ceremony to cooperate with the disorderly aura between heaven and earth. I awaken the seven emperors, change my destiny against the heavens and resurrect him. Hu Gao, are you satisfied?"

"As the Seventh Brother Holy Land master, I will kill the people from the five holy lands. Haha, it's very good!" Hu Hai shook his sleeves and laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!