Gui Wujiu subconsciously looked at the eight people under the third stone tablet on the disk.

There are four people on the left, three men and one woman, with completely black faces. Although these four people have their eyes closed tightly and their breath has expired early, they vaguely reveal their magnanimity and their elixir power is vivid and surging. Gui Wujiu only needs a brief induction to know.

These are four monks at the fourth level of the Golden Core.

As for the other four people, they were all familiar faces. They were the White-faced Swordsman, Wei Zhengming, Meng Taiyu, and Ouyang Fuguang. Unexpectedly, these four people did not escape the Tuliu Coffin Formation.

Especially the white-faced swordsman, Gui Wujiu told him to take the left door because he didn't want to kill this person.

Masked Taoist, a secret method related to the path, has been collected by monks in the first and second levels. But if it is to be perfect, the eight people in the third level need to have higher elixir power, preferably monks at the peak of the fourth level of golden elixir.

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The helpers hidden behind him spent more than ten years killing four monks at the fourth level of the Golden Core, leaving four people vacant.

The reason why the masked Taoist teamed up with Yu Xuanzong to release the news of the Nine Formations was to lure those in the fourth level into the trap and hunt them in the Gate of Life and Death. Unfortunately, Xiang Zhirong and others were too clever and ruined their original plan.

The masked Taoist originally planned to take his time and go out with all the ten thousand corpses he had collected, and then spent more than ten years collecting four people to complete the task. However, at the moment when success or failure was at stake, he had to barely make up the number with four third-level monks.

Ten thousand and eight corpses were enthroned, and the masked Taoist jumped into the center of the round platform. With black air branches and vines, he constructed patterns, put his palms together and recited the ritual, and started the ritual in an instant. A strange pattern, whether it was a clan emblem or a totem, immediately filled the center of the platform.

When Gui Wujiu saw the pattern revealed by the ritual, his eyes gleamed and he blurted out: "So it's you!"

Just when Gui Wujiu was about to take action, something else happened.

On the third level of the round platform, the black air on the white-faced swordsman's face suddenly completely faded away, his eyes opened wide, and he jumped up like a corpse, rising and falling like lightning. Thousands of sword lights rolled up in a torrent, piercing the face of the masked Taoist!
Chapter completed!