"Isn't that today?"

As soon as these words came out, the ancestral hall became as quiet as death for an instant, and everyone felt their hair stand on end, and a chill arose from the bottom of their hearts.

The reason for the different year numbers on their spiritual thrones is that they come from different countries and places. If converted, it would be today.

"Still...and, in the next moment...isn't it now?"

In the dead silence, someone said something tremblingly.

Hearing this, everyone's bodies couldn't help but tremble, and their faces turned pale.

"Go, get out of here..."

Under the atmosphere of depression and panic, some people finally couldn't bear it anymore, gave up the treasures in the ancestral hall, turned around and fled outside.

Compared with treasures, returning lives is more important.

But as soon as the man reached the door, his head suddenly exploded like a watermelon silently.

Because the incident happened so suddenly and strangely, the people in the ancestral hall had no time to react. A few people closer to the door had their faces spattered with blood and screamed in fright.

Don't blame them for being timid, the scene in front of them is really too terrifying and horrifying.

The man's head, from his throat upwards, had completely disappeared, but that was not the point. The point was that there was a spiritual tablet standing straight on his broken neck, just like that spiritual tablet had replaced the other person's head.

What's even more chilling is that the other person's name and date of birth and death are clearly written on the spiritual tablet.

"Zhong Zhen was born on May 12, the third year of Lingfeng, at three o'clock in the morning, and died on March 3, the fifth year of Chunhua, at noon."

"How is it possible? Isn't that piece of spirit in Fang Ax's body? How could it appear in Zhong Zhen's head?"

The person whose head exploded was none other than Zhong Zhen; and Fang Ax was the big man whose body was covered with spiritual bits;

"It's gone. Zhong Zhen's spiritual tablet is gone!"

Everyone looked at the big man impatiently, but what was even more strange was that the Zhongzhen spirit tablet on the big man's body had long since disappeared.

Or in other words, the spiritual tablet on Zhong Zhen's neck is the same spiritual tablet that was on the big man's body before, but it just appeared in Zhong Zhen's head at some unknown time.

If the spiritual positions on the big man's body really appear in Zhong Zhen's mind, does it mean that the spiritual positions corresponding to them will eventually appear in their minds?

Does this mean that like Zhong Zhen, their heads will explode?

Thinking of this, everyone felt great panic in their hearts.

"Another spirit has disappeared. I saw it, I saw it!"

The sudden exclamation brought everyone back to reality again, and they hurriedly looked at the big man.

I saw that the spiritual tablet with Gong Xiangzhao written on the big man's body gradually became illusory and then disappeared.

"mine……"

Seeing that the spiritual tablet with his name on it disappeared, Gong Xiangzhao's face changed slightly at first, but then he regained his shock. Facing everyone's gaze, he paused and said, "I tell you, I, Gong Xiangzhao, have never been afraid of death.

Man, I don’t believe it…”

But before he could finish his words, his head exploded and blood splattered.

Instead, there is a spiritual tablet.

His spiritual position.

Seeing this, everyone in the ancestral hall turned pale.

Zhong Zhen's death proved that their guess was correct.

When the spiritual bit corresponding to them disappears from the big man's body, that's when that spiritual bit appears in their mind.

At the same time, it is also their death day.

"Damn, everyone, come together and destroy these spiritual tablets, otherwise we will all die!" someone shouted.

Since there is no way to escape, then just do nothing and never stop. Capture the thief first, capture the king, and then destroy these spiritual places. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

At the critical moment of life and death, naturally no one dared to neglect and attacked the big man and the spiritual place on his body with all his strength.

"puff……"

"puff……"

The sword light fell, blood spattered, and the big man suddenly had countless scars that were deep enough to see the bones.

However, those spiritual positions were not harmed at all.

Those spiritual positions seemed to be illusory. When the sword energy fell, it went straight through the spiritual positions and landed on the big man.

"ah……"

At this moment, the big man who had lost all vitality suddenly opened his eyes and screamed in pain like a wounded living person.

"ah……"

"ah……"

"ah……"

As soon as the sound reached their ears, everyone in the ancestral hall felt the pain of the sword, as if the sword energy that struck the big man had struck them, and they couldn't help but scream in pain.

Although the body is not injured, it feels the same.

At this time, several more spiritual bits slowly disappeared from the big man's body.

As the spiritual tablets disappeared, the heads of the two people corresponding to the spiritual tablets, like Zhong Zhen and Gong Xiangzhao before, exploded, and the spiritual tablets stood upright.

"It's over, what should we do? We are dead..."

There is no way to escape, and the soul cannot be destroyed. Everyone is a little desperate.

"Pa bang..."

In despair, the heads of two more people were broken, revealing the spiritual places between them.

"ah……"

"I don't want to die..."

The death of the two people finally caused the few remaining people to collapse and rush outside the ancestral hall.

But as soon as they rushed out of the ancestral hall, their heads were broken like water bags, leaving only pieces of spiritual tablets standing on their necks, and wisps of blood dripping down the spiritual tablets.

Although people are dead and their brains are open, they have not fallen. It is like they use the spiritual position as their head, and they are indescribably weird and evil.

When Ye Qing, Tufuzi, Shangguan Hongjin and others arrived, they saw this strange scene in front of them and felt a chill in their backs.

"What it is?"

Immediately, they noticed the corpses in the ancestral hall with broken heads and spiritual tablets on their necks, as well as the big man whose body was covered with spiritual tablets.

When they saw the big man whose body was covered with spiritual tablets, the big man slowly raised his head and seemed to be looking outside the ancestral hall, looking at Ye Qing and the others.

Not only that, those people in the ancestral hall who had no heads and only had a spiritual tablet slowly turned around and faced the door with their spiritual tablets in front.

It was obvious that the big man was dead, and his two eyes were pierced and occupied by two spiritual bits, dripping with blood. It was obvious that those people had no heads and only had one spiritual bit, but Ye Qing could clearly feel:

He is looking at them;

They are all looking at them!

"Young Master Ye... Young Hero, what on earth is that?"

The Tufuzi swallowed his saliva and said anxiously.

Ye Qing was speechless, his eyes were as black as ink and as deep as ink, staring closely at the big man in the ancestral hall with spiritual tablets all over his body and the headless dead people, his lips were slightly dry.

Not only because of the big man with spiritual tablets all over his body, not only because of the dead people, but because he saw that the ancestral hall was densely packed with people, and everyone was like a ghost, ethereal and illusory, with eyes weeping blood.

Staring at them, his face full of resentment and hatred.

Then, he saw a ghost, stretched out his bleeding fingers, and wrote a name and the date of birth and death on a blank spiritual tablet on the big man's body.

After writing it, Yinhun pulled out the spiritual tablet from the big man's body. When pulling it out, Ye Qing could even hear the big man's painful wails.

The next moment, the ghost appeared strangely in front of a person outside the ancestral hall, holding the spiritual tablet, and reached out to pinch his head.

And during the whole process, the person whose head was pinched was completely unaware of it.

Then, his head exploded like a watermelon.

After crushing the opponent's head, Yinhun placed the spiritual tablet in his hand on the opponent's neck.

Looking at the spiritual tablet, Yinhun grinned and laughed.

All the ghosts in the ancestral hall laughed.
Chapter completed!