"So, there is really no need to spill the blood of people from the spirit world?"
"But the boss said...it's precisely because of this that we carry these burdens along the way."
"If I had known earlier..."
If I had known that it would be useless to carry this group of cumbersome people, I would have killed them all when we were at sea, why would I have kept them here until now?
However, when Feng Songyuan drank from Feng Jiuming and others, their faces turned dark.
Feng Songyuan suddenly asked: "Why do you say...you have to have the blood of people from the spirit world to open the door to the tomb?"
Feng Jiuming looked at him with sympathy, and also sympathized with himself.
"Because, only in this way can we conflict with the spirit world, cause conflicts, and..."
"Shut up!" Feng Songyuan glared at Feng Jiuming fiercely. He refused to hear such heart-wrenching words!
Who told Feng Songyuan that he had to use blood from the spirit world? Who insisted that this team die? Everyone looked at Feng Songyuan.
Feng Songyuan gritted his teeth: "Seventh Elder!"
A group of men in black scolded the seventh elder, and now the problem arises again.
"What should we do with these people?" Brother Feng Qi asked.
But actually, it’s not what to do with these people now, but what to do with them, right?
Su Luo and the others couldn't defeat the man in black, but the man in black was poisoned by Su Luo, so... the two sides formed a containment again.
Feng Songyuan also had a headache.
He was not good at using his brain to begin with, and this time things were so complicated that he had already overused his brain.
"Let's maintain the status quo. We'll wait until we find our ancestor!" Feng Songyuan's decision was supported by everyone.
As long as the ancestor is rescued, all problems will be solved.
But Feng Jiuming's expression darkened.
But, is the ancestor so easy to save? There is a traitor in the family. Will this traitor allow them to successfully rescue the ancestor?
But, there is no choice.
There are not only strong mummies behind, but also volcano giants, guarding them with eager eyes. There is no way to retreat but to move forward.
"What should we do about this person?" Suddenly someone pointed at Wen Jiang.
Wen Jiang was seriously poisoned before, and gradually recovered after leaving the passage, but he had swallowed the poison given by Su Luo before, so——
Although he ran out of the passage with all his strength, his condition is very bad now.
I saw him half-leaning against the corner, trembling all over, his hands and feet twitching constantly, and his whole body showed a gray-white death aura.
How can he still be as high-spirited as he was before?
Feng Songyuan frowned and looked at Wen Jiang with disgust: "This man is already useless."
Feng Jiuming nodded: "Since it's trash, just throw it away. Carrying it around is also a burden."
Feng Songyuan nodded and turned around with the team to enter the mausoleum passage.
"Wait...wait..." The weak Wen Jiang half-opened his eyes and looked at the strong man from the Shura realm who abandoned him. His survival instinct made him crawl over and hugged Feng Songyuan's thigh: "Don't... abandon...
I...please..."
Is it safe to be abandoned here?
No, it's not safe at all, it can be said to be too dangerous!
Because right in front of them, there was a giant eagle watching eagerly.
The giant eagle is as tall as a three-story building, and you don't know how huge it is after spreading its wings.
He was covered in flames, and every feather was a jumping flame.
Those sinister eyes were staring at Wen Jiang fiercely at this moment.