The wind blew past the man's long hair, and a grain of sand was wrapped in the wind and hit the back of his hand, causing him to frown.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly let go of his five fingers, put the portrait back into the coffin, and took a few steps back.

He stared down below, where a meaningless life-and-death negotiation was underway, and it gradually turned into a battle.

The middle-aged man did nothing, just quietly watched his disciples approaching with a grim smile on his eyes.

He is confident.

Seeing this scene, the long-haired man on the hillside had a vague understanding.

That way to use poison...

Sure enough, the first dark young man suddenly stopped his nerves and his actions were suddenly frustrated before he even took the first two steps.

At the same time, blue veins swelled up on the dark skin, and my hands were tightly covering my chest. An irresistible force began to burst out from the heart and gradually poured into my body.

At the same time, the other disciples were the same, and they all lost their ability to move.

Even from the perspective of Ji Li on the top of the mountain, he could instantly see that the poisons in these people were even stronger than those in Tongguan and others.

In almost a second, those people fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and kept foaming at the mouth.

Although Tongguan and others were still unable to move at that time, they still had room for struggle.

When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he smiled even more. He looked at several disciples who fell to the ground, as if he was looking at the lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

He gently rolled up his sleeves, picked up the shovel on the ground, and completely lifted the lid of the box.

One after another, they pushed the apprentices into the box and said something.

But the distance was too far, Ji Li couldn't see clearly or hear it, but he knew that the matter had come to this point and it was the real beginning.

So he followed this position and continued to retreat backwards, walked to a mound, and hid.

The key to the matter is not that the middle-aged man clears the portal, but uses the lives of these five people to complete the final sacrifice.

But Ji Li knew very well that he could not succeed at all, because there was an invisible ghost at the moment waiting for an opportunity to move.

What Ji Li wanted was just a way to sacrifice.

Now he can almost calculate the sacrifice situation on the Ghost Bride's side will determine the final direction of this mission.

And one of the keys to sacrifice is to paint the picture in hand!

At this moment, the middle-aged man put the disabled apprentices one by one into the box, and immediately turned around and ran to the hillside where Ji Li was.

And his purpose is to obtain that portrait.

The middle-aged man knew only a lot more than Chen Fu. He almost understood when he saw the coffin being abandoned on the ground.

Chen Fu has encountered an accident here, and he didn't expect that there would be interference from outsiders.

But at this moment, he could only take all his bets.

Ji Li watched the middle-aged man get closer and closer, and kept paying attention to the movements around him, always detecting whether there are ghosts nearby.

At present, things are going very well.

The middle-aged man came to the coffin with such a look on his face, without pausing, grabbed the portrait and turned around and left.

On the contrary, Ji Li showed his figure from the hills, and as he watched the man running downwards, there was a hint of strangeness on his face.

He looked at his little finger on his left hand without believing in it, and there was no abnormality there.

That is to say, the ghost is not nearby.

What's strange is that things shouldn't have been going on like this, and now they have reached the last step.

How could the ghost that always squatted down and not show up to stop the next sacrifice, but let the middle-aged man do whatever he wants here.

Ji Li narrowed his eyes, and his pores were all feeling the sound of the wind around him to see if he could find out the unusual things.

But he found nothing. He watched the middle-aged man take the portrait in front of the box and aimed the ghost bride's body at several disciples who were still struggling but were helpless.

It seems that the last step of sacrifice is very simple, just face the portrait against the sacrificer.

Not long after, the dark young man, female disciple, and the three disciples all lost consciousness one after another when facing the portrait.

It’s like becoming a vegetative person, and he can’t move even if he moves. The pain in his body before can no longer be felt at this moment.

Ji Li understood that this meant that the souls of the five of them had been pulled out by the portrait and were embedded in the wall in the portrait room.

"Is it really that simple?"

"Successful!!!"

The middle-aged man covered the box with his hand, turned around and grabbed the portrait, staring at it with his eyes straight.

Even Ji Li, who was not close to him, could hear his exclamation.

But this situation made Ji Li even more difficult to understand.

Now the method of sacrifice has appeared and seems to have succeeded, but Ji Li always has an ominous premonition.

Why didn't that ghost appear yet?

He didn't understand. How could the middle-aged man succeed all the way when it should have tried hard to stop the sacrifice?

unless……

The sacrifice was not achieved...

At the same time, the middle-aged man stopped shouting when he looked at the portrait of the in front of him with no movement.

He also felt something was wrong and stood there in an instant.

After a long time, he suddenly felt like he had thought of something and suddenly smashed his hand.

"Does it mean..."

After saying this on the spot, he quickly left the cemetery and headed straight to the hillside, holding the portrait in his hand.

"It must be because of it! We're missing one!"

This sentence gradually came into Ji Li's ears along the sound of the wind, but he watched the middle-aged man running forward without further hiding.

He knew that the sacrifice was not successful.

But it does not mean failure, it is very likely that they are wrong in number!

Then, there was no need to continue hiding. He stared at the middle-aged man's figure forward, and even crossed the hills and stood up to greet him.

When the middle-aged man saw Ji Li, the strange figure walking from the front, his steps paused and his face became alert.

"Who are you……"

Before he could finish this sentence, he suddenly felt his body suddenly stiffen, and then he flew into the air without being controlled by himself.

Before he could speak out, he interrupted the inquiry and the portrait also landed out of his hand.

But the other hand was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

Ji Li raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man with a cold look in his face and his eyes widened, and turned around and left.

And the middle-aged man has entered the countdown of his life.

Above his body, a black-haired evil ghost who had been hiding for a long time had been waiting for too long.

"Crunch"

With a crisp sound, his shin was broken into two pieces, and his head tilted and died in the air.

After the body fell to the ground, a piece of dust was raised.

Ji Liyang's figure was as tall as before. He saw the ghost who killed the middle-aged man, but left.
Chapter completed!