Slowly, He Xiaopang and Xia Yuqing came in quietly.
"What are they doing? Brother Fan."
Seeing the people below him busy, He Xiaopang lowered his voice and asked.
"I don't know, I always feel that that formation has a strange attraction."
Mu Fan stared closely at the core of the formation, which were the two big holes that looked like gouged out eyes.
Then the men in white robes gathered around the corpses in several cages.
After that, they were placed directly into the two shocking pits.
Then several men in white robes gathered around the two big pits, sitting cross-legged, seeming to be muttering something.
Mu Fan frowned and looked over. Those corpses seemed to have changed in an instant.
This change is not a change in the body itself.
It's a sense of disappearance.
"What are they doing? Why hasn't anything changed?"
Next to Mu Fan, Fatty He scratched his head, a little confused.
"It's gone, the body is different."
Mu Fan could feel it.
These corpses seemed to have lost something important.
Looking up, the man on the cross seemed to be smiling at him.
Mu Fan shuddered.
Immediately afterwards, the corpses in the big pits crawled out one after another.
"Holy shit! Something really went wrong."
He Xiaopang was frightened for a moment, but fortunately Mu Fan next to him covered his mouth directly.
Otherwise, I would have been discovered this time.
The three people were on top, staring down.
I only heard a man in white robe below say easily:
"The conversion this time is also completed. After this batch of faith arrives, I believe it can last for a long time, and these Death Curse Servers will send them directly up and let them play their due role."
Then you can see another man in white robe opening a strange small box.
A burst of light enveloped these Death Curse Acolytes.
"Hurry up and take pictures. This is evidence. Hurry up."
Mu Fan quickly patted He Xiaopang.
He Xiaopang took out his mobile phone in a panic and started taking pictures.
"Bah bang bang!"
The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.
Mu Fan and Xia Yuqing stared at He Xiaopang with dark expressions on their faces.
He Xiaopang looked embarrassed.
"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to turn off the sound."
All the church members below looked up.
"There is an intruder!"
Immediately afterwards, the group of church members turned off the transmission function of the box, and the Death Curse Warriors rushed over.
Of course, Mu Fan and others were not to be outdone. With a flash of lightning, the Death Curse Attendant at the front flew out directly, his whole body filled with fragrance.
Then I saw a streak of white light roaring towards me.
The flying knife directly separated the head of a church member standing behind him.
He Xiaopang knew that something big had just happened and he didn't hesitate. He immediately rushed to the front and punched forward with both fists.
Wherever he went, the Dead Curse couldn't even withstand a punch.
Lightning, flying knives, and Dead Curse were constantly being staged in this small space when they were angry.
Mu Fan did not feel that this group of Death Curse Warriors had too strong fighting power.
At most, it can be said that his vitality is good.
Many Dead Curse Acolytes were knocked down and still managed to crawl out.
Mu Fan fixed his eyes on the group of church personnel.
This group of church personnel must know a lot of secrets. Only by arresting them can they come up with some useful information.
When the seven or eight church members saw that the situation was not good, they did not panic.
I saw one of the leaders suddenly pull out a knife.
Mu Fan thought that this group of people was going to charge forward, but the knife was forcefully inserted into the head of the church member himself.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining church members all stabbed their knives in their foreheads in unison.
The blood flowed down the blade and merged into the formation bit by bit.
Mu Fan suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"We can't let this blood flow into those two big pits."
With this thought in mind, Mu Fan flashed the lightning in his hand and directly knocked away the few Death Curse Warriors closest to him.
Several steps rushed towards the group of church personnel.
He picked up a church member and threw him outside.
"it's useless."
A hoarse and blood-sucking sound came from the man's mouth.
"No one can stop the Holy Lord. You will all die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man breathed his last and died completely.
These people also lost their backbone in an instant and fell to the ground softly.
"Hold!"
Mu Fan couldn't help but curse.
"This fanatic is a tough nut to crack!"
Then suddenly Mu Fan felt a strange vitality struggling in the two big pits.
Without hesitation, the lightning flashed directly, filling the big hole.
But the monster seemed to be immune to thunder and first stretched out a deformed hand.
Then there is the tall body, which is an extremely unharmonious and asymmetrical body.
The beating heart can be seen halfway.
There is a huge sharp horn on the forehead, and on both sides of the side seams of the sharp horn are a pair of wings.
This is a high-level Death Curse, and its shape looks three to four times larger than those of ordinary ones.
"Thunder Claw!"
Mu Fan's hands turned into thunder claws, and the power of thunder struck directly at him.
As if the Death Curse Warrior didn't feel anything, he waved his hand and knocked Mu Fan away.
Mu Fan pressed his hands on the ground and was scratched half a meter long before he stopped and his body was knocked flying.
This kind of Death Curse also crawled out of another pit.
There are differences between the two. One of them has a big left arm and the exposed half of his heart is on the right side.
The other one is just the opposite, with the exposed half of the heart on the right arm on the left.
All the vertical and horizontal blood vessels can be seen.
"Little Fatty, Sister Yuqing! Join us!"
Mu Fan yelled, if he didn't take advantage of these two guys to stand firm and strike, the fight might not be easy in a while.
Throwing knives and thunder roared in.
He Xiaopang's fists were also smashed down like cannonballs.
The cooperation of the three people can be said to be perfect.
There is no gap between the three attacks.
It's a pity that these two high-level Deadly Curses are stuck together.
The feeling of imperfect symmetry and disharmony appeared again.
Two huge hands, one on the left and one on the right, directly blocked He Xiaopang who was blasted by his fists.
"Boom!"
The sound of the collision of blood and flesh resounded throughout the basement.
He Xiaopang gritted his teeth and refused to move forward.
"No, they are stronger than I thought!"
Immediately afterwards, the flying knife circled past and only took out the hearts of the two Dead Curse Warriors.
But before it touched the thin layer of thin tubes, a holy light suddenly shone.
This cold holy light pinned all the flying knives to the ground.
"Pfft!" There was blood at the corner of Xia Yuqing's mouth, and it spurted out before she could catch it.
"Oops!" Although Mu Fan's thunder made the two Death Curse Warriors take a step back slightly, it had no major impact at all.
Mu Fan was desperate and swayed out the lightning from his body, making the entire basement dazzling like daylight.