Vol 2 Chapter 1849: Bronze altar

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everywhere? Sun Hao thought of a strange five poisonous scorpion, and his heart was a move.
Isn't it, the actions of others and others are actually under the supervision of peerless poisons? If this is the case, then it is very likely that you don't have to give your own hints. If you want to see the soul of the Scorpio, you will find your own door, or give your own tips.
Since this is the case, then Sun Hao feels that he is still hidden in the dark and silently observes better.
I don’t know if the peerless poisons feel that they are secretly working. If not, then they can take up a lot of cheap.
Sun Hao’s heart is so speculative that the black day grazing, which is constantly on the sheepskin roll, has found out, and said in a loud voice:
Agong, I saw a huge golden silkworm cocoon, right, right, It seems to have seen the altar in your mouth..."
Sun Hao looked at the sheepskin roll, and the heart whispered, and sure enough.
On the sheepskin roll, the thirteen poisonous scorpion edges are very obvious at this time. When Sun Hao just discovered it, it is much clearer. The whole golden silkworm cocoon shape has come to life on the sheepskin roll.
The black-faced Agong heard the spirit and ran over, picked up the sheepskin roll, and made a smirk in his mouth: "It turns out that, oh, Komaki is good, this time you have made a great effort, gone. I already know where the altar is..."
The five poisonous compass drive, wading through the mountains, after three months, the speed slowed down, and the black-faced agong took everyone to a huge basin.
Looking down from the air, the basin is covered with dense trees.
The crown and leaves conceal the scenes within the basin.
Lin Tao rises with the wind, and the basin does not see any slight abnormality. The black-faced Agong took out the sheepskin roll for half a day, confirming that it is where the altar is. Starting as usual, throwing a poisonous fire below and starting to burn the forest.
Regrettably, the method of trying Bailing did not work this time.
Mars plunged into the forest, as if it had fallen into the sea, disappearing silently.
In the air, the black face above the five poisonous compasses was not shocked, and there was a burst of laughter in his mouth: "Hey, I was finally found by me, the peerless poison, I see where you are going to escape..."
The body shook a little, and in the nostrils, two white jade jewels came out, waving big pliers, and slamming out the four-stroke and half-moon-shaped force below, and slamming into the tallest tree.
The air is like flying, the bang, the big branches and leaves are flying, it seems to be broken a lot, but when the strength is rushing down, the flying leaves will return to their original position, and the forest will pick up the waves, just like the sea water makes up. The wound was generally restored and calmed down quickly.
The black-faced agong mouth screamed: "It's a bit of a skill, but today, you have to give me a dragon..."
The body was slightly vibrated, and the top of the head, the height of the giant scorpion, suddenly appeared, and the huge scorpion did not stop, and came out one by one.
The hidden poison in the dark felt the power of the black-faced public law, and it broke out at this time.
The trees in the entire basin danced with the wind, as if they had made a mysterious connection with the five poisonous cockroaches in the air. In all directions, the endless five poisonous suffocates in the poisonous deadlands, like the vast rivers and rivers, swarmed into the basin.
A powerful impact, constantly attacking the venom of the black-faced Agong.
Among the poisonous deaths, I don’t know how many five poisonous suffocates have accumulated, and the violent rushing over, the whole basin is full of five-colored scorpion, and the thick suffocation completely blocks the light. The whole basin seems to be in the end of the scene. .
The magical poison of the gods suffered tremendous pressure, and the giant python was crushed by inch by inch.
The pressure came from, the black face of the face was slightly gloomy, had to push the five poison compass to keep approaching down, and soon approached the tree canopy, a light drink in the mouth: "Kommu careful", step on the foot, the compass rotates, Flying into the jungle.
Above the sky, the giant python flew like a funnel, and it penetrated into his body from the black-faced aunt's cover.
The five poisonous scorpions above the sky trailed, layered like cotton wool, like a five-color cloud that wrapped the entire basin tightly.
Sun Hao looked up and found that the layers of the five poisonous cockroaches had been like a huge pot cover, and he and others were tightly covered in it.
He and his black-faced agong and his party instantly became a caged bird, and they were trapped in the endless five poisonous scorpions.
The rushing into the woods and entering the scene also surprised Sun Hao’s heart.
The basin shaded by tall trees shows the true face of Sun Hao, a piece of Shura hell.
The five poisonous compasses spiraled down and floated in the air.
Sun Hao suddenly found that under the compass, it was a mountain.
The roots of tall trees are not the soil, but the mountains of the body of the seedlings. A little, not many, just thirteen, representing the thirteen branches of the seedlings.
The thirteen corpse mountains are completely painted by colorful patterns on the face, and the dead seedlings are built. The dead seedlings can still see the thick grievances on the face after hundreds of millions of years. The thick, unwilling, every face is like a torn sky, a roaring expression.
Thirteen corpse mountains, after a long time, seem to be still bursting into tears and blood springs, converge toward the sea in the middle, gathering into a huge, lake, occupying the center of the entire basin.
At this time, the five poisonous compasses floated over the sea of ​​blood.
The weird tree grows on the corpse of the corpse, and the roots connect a seedling corpse in tandem, and the canopy that covers the sky obscures the blood of the corpse in the basin.
Now, the canopy is like closing a dog. It covers the sky again. The top of the canopy is a colorful and unrecognizable, five-drug poisonous.
Sun Hao and his party have completely fallen into the sea of ​​the corpse.
Under the shadow of the dark blood, the silent and silent sea of ​​blood, very depressed, like a gloomy behemoth, gave Sun Hao a very heavy sense of pressure.
The black-faced aunt snorted in a sigh: "Pretend to be a ghost."
The finger gently flicked down and a little green bounced into the sea. After a crackling sound, the green spot fell into the sea of ​​blood and instantly began to solidify into a block of blood.
However, the blood clot has just been formed, it has not been expanded, and it has begun to melt in the blood.
The black face is just waiting to continue, the blood sea is full of waves, the blood clots instantly melt in the waves, and the middle of the sea, in the thunder, a huge bronze altar slowly rises.
Sun Hao looked at the bronze altar that was taking off.
This is a four-story bronze altar.
The base of the whole altar is a beast-shaped altar. The five poisons are suppressed at the bottom of the altar. It is lifelike and has a strong sense of movement, as if it is exhausting all the strength to support the altar above.
The second layer is a statue of four seedlings, their faces are full of patterns, and they are solemn. On the sly body, a tight-fitting pair of smocks was placed; behind the clothes, there were several rounds of the sun shining, the seedlings wearing hats, belts, and a rattan in their hands.
The third floor is the mountain. There are four peaks connected and there is a sun on the summit. It is the spectacular scene of the sun shining on the top of the mountain at noon. These peaks form a closed "basin~EbookFREE.me~ is the shape of the basin where Sun Hao is now.
The top layer seems to be a square scorpion. The scorpion is engraved with five seedlings. It may be a seed sorcerer, slap on the head, wearing a long dress for rituals, hands in a ring, snakes making earrings, scorpions and noses. It looks very embarrassing...
The color of the altar is green, and at first glance it is bronze casting.
At this time, the altar that has just risen from the sea, still hangs a little bit of blood, keeps on, ticking, dropping down.
The huge altar is like a small island, entrenched in the middle of the blood.
At this moment when the altar was raised, the thirteen corpses were like alive. The big trees on the thirteen corpses were bent to the altar, as if they were worshipping.
The seedlings on the corpse hill were driven by the trunk, and they fell to the ground with a face. It sounded like a whimper in his mouth, as if he had survived and prayed piously.
The white, like the body that has been soaked by the sea, is so stiff to the ultimate praying state, the horrible sound of the mouth, this scene, to tell the truth is a bit of a test.
The black day Komaki is in a cold war.
Sun Hao looked around and his heart was full of vigilance.
Very strange seedlings, so strange altars, after thousands of years, there are still such changes. (To be continued.)
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