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One hundred and seventy seventh: Ye Ya's Faith

He had already learned from what Ye Ya said before that even if the conditions were met, the chance of the Jade Rakshasa transforming back into a human being was low. But Ye Ya did not mention what would happen to those who failed to transform.

Xie Feng, who was not prepared, almost vomited it out.

Most of the Jade Rakshasa that bit out the hearts of their companions showed abnormalities. Their bodies quickly twisted and shrunk. During the process of shrinking, their jade bodies made a cracking sound.

, most of their bodies have been transformed into flesh and blood, but the remaining parts are still as hard as stone, so tragedy occurs. The body of the Jade Rakshasa during the transformation exploded like a human bomb, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

One place.

Faced with all this, Ye Ya looked calm as usual, but Xie Feng and Bald Zi were not so calm. Xie Feng was doing well, but Bald Zi had vomited several times, especially since most of the equipment on his body had been lost. He didn't even have a mask.

I couldn't even find one. Smelling the fishy smell and seeing such disgusting things, the bald man even vomited all the bile.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but after Shen Sha entered the underground palace, his injuries continued to worsen. As a last resort, Xie Feng injected him with another dose of morphine, making him fall into a deep sleep. Finally, he was not allowed to see these bloody scenes.

Otherwise, Shen Sha would definitely not be able to bear it. Among these Jade Rakshasa who were massacred and those who failed to transform, there might be some of Shen Sha’s comrades in arms back then. He was full of hope but saw such a tragedy. No matter how strong Shen Sha’s heart was, I’m afraid that

I can't bear it either.

"Gulu gulu..."

The water level of the blood pool began to rise, and a strange sound was made. A small amount of blood bubbles appeared in the center of the blood pool. However, the blood bubbles slowly rotated and soon formed a small whirlpool.

Although Ye Ya concentrated on disemboweling the Jade Rakshasa, she was always alert to changes in the environment. She knew her purpose and the risks of her move.

When the vortex appeared in the blood pool, there were not many Jade Rakshasa left kneeling under the altar. However, the Jade Rakshasa who had taken the medicine and the heart did not explode and die, and only the ones who were still slowly transforming were

Just two. Even so, it was beyond Ye Ya's expectation. Ye Ya did not tell Shen Sha that the probability of successful transformation was actually less than one thousandth, or even less. Because there had never been a successful example. She

The method used is just an ancient prescription recorded in ancient times. And this ancient prescription is based on speculation and has not been clinically verified.

So, here, Ye Ya tricked Shen Sha again. She just used Shen Sha to attract Jade Rakshasa. However, there were two successful converts, and Ye Ya had already explained to Shen Sha.

Staring at the vortex in the center of the blood pool, a faint smile appeared on Ye Ya's face. This smile appeared very quickly and disappeared even faster. No one could notice it. But no one knew that Ye Ya was calm at this moment.

How much ecstasy can be suppressed?

"Back off, leave the altar!" Ye Ya took a deep breath and said to Baldy and Xie Feng.

The two of them didn't understand what it meant. But from the bottom of their hearts, they didn't want to stay on the altar that looked like a Shura field for one more second. The bald man asked: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Xie Feng, on the other hand, wiped the scraps of flesh and blood on his face and ran down the altar in a hurry.

"Stop acting like a bitch, hurry up!" Ye Ya waved his hand, signaling the bald man to get out of here. He did not forget to tell him: "No matter what happens later, don't come close, otherwise I won't be able to save your lives. Xie Feng, come back."

, Drag these two guys down!" Ye Ya pointed at the only Jade Rakshasa that did not explode beside the altar and said.

The jade quality on these two Jade Rakshasa's bodies has deteriorated a lot and has become a bit soft. It can be seen that their bodies are transforming in the direction of humans.

Xie Feng had already left the altar. When he heard this, he had no choice but to come back with a grimace. He and Bald Man dragged the Jade Luosha down one by one.

The two of them did not forget Ye Ya's instructions, and after getting off the altar, they stayed as far away from the altar as possible.

Ye Ya tidied up his appearance a little, and put the cold blade of the Jade Rakshasa on his waist. The expression on his face changed rapidly. After a while, the expression on Ye Ya's face was different from before, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

His face is full of enthusiasm and restlessness. Anyone who sees this look will believe that Ye Ya is a fanatical believer!

Of course Ye Ya is not a fanatical believer, but she can instantly make others believe that she is. Of course, what she wants to deceive is not people, but Sarabhati, the guardian of Jade City, or a "god"

."

In the whirlpool in the blood pool, a wisp of black air began to emerge. Seeing the black air rolling and rising, Ye Ya couldn't help but feel a little more hot in her eyes. She opened her hands, like a fanatical shaman, and muttered words in her mouth.

It was sonorous and powerful, but in the ears of Xie Feng and Bald Zi, they couldn't understand a single word. They just felt that these intonations were weird, but they also felt familiar.

But if scholars like Chen Ziyun or Wang Xiaowu who have studied ancient proverbs were present, they would know the syllables produced by Ye Ya after listening to a few words.

This is the pure ancient Qiang pronunciation. The female voice that everyone heard singing on the rope bridge has a similar pronunciation, but the meaning is completely different. The female voice is a war song, and what Ye Ya recited is a mantra to pray to the gods.

.The functions are completely different.

After the last syllable echoed below the underground palace, Ye Ya slowly knelt down on one knee towards the swirling black air, not forgetting to wave his hand behind, signaling Xie Feng and Bald Zi to kneel down together.

Baldy obeyed Ye Ya's words and naturally had no possibility of violating them. Xie Feng was also shocked by the strange scene in front of him. Although he didn't want to, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he knelt down without saying a word. But he held his head high, not

As humble as a leaf bud.

The blood in the blood pool disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xie Feng was secretly shocked, but the black air in the center of the whirlpool became more and more intense. A humanoid creature quietly formed. At this time, Xie Feng's heart suddenly rang.

A solemn voice: "My devout believer, why do you disturb my long sleep!" The voice had an exaggerated tone and was full of sacred aura. But it was not consistent with the strange human shape formed by the black gas seen in the eyes.

The contrast is so strong that one cannot believe that the owner of this voice is something good.

Seeing the bald man next to him almost jumping up, Xie Feng knew that he was not the only one who could hear this voice. Xie Feng took a deep breath, not knowing how to answer this question from deep in his heart. At this time, Xie Feng felt that he

A strange "chirping" sound appeared deep in his consciousness, as if the radio had been interfered with, cutting off the communication between this sound and himself.

At this time, Ye Ya's voice echoed in Xie Feng's eardrums.

Ye Ya slowly raised his head, looked up at the black shadow suspended above the blood pool, and in an extremely pious voice, said something that Xie Feng could not understand.


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