When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

"So what?" The merman's attitude was cold and arrogant, even with a bewitching beauty, he couldn't help but get angry.

All the monks had just experienced a fierce battle, and their evil spirits were still there. In addition, what happened on Shanghai Island made people feel anxious all the time. This sentence instantly ignited everyone's emotions. Some people cursed aloud, some questioned loudly, and some got angry and just grabbed something and threw it at the shark, as if they wanted to vent their emotions.

Naturally, such an attack is ineffective, and the shark dodged it by turning slightly to one side. Aside from cursing, he also heard people questioning, most of them asked about spiritual power, asking if it was his fault that they lost all their spiritual power?

The merman didn't answer, but just let out a slight sneer, a bit of sarcasm.

Jiang Mo saw his eyes suddenly turn cold, and just yelled "no" in his heart, and saw the monks in the barrier collapsed. Looking around again, apart from the aborigines who bowed their heads obediently, there are not many people left on our own side - except for her and Yun Qingyue, only Zhu Baiyi and Qing Yu, Tan Xin and Huineng are left, and all the other monks are collapsed.

Seeing this familiar scene, Jiang Mo couldn't help cursing in his heart, the situation was reversed in an instant before the merman made a move. As far as the current situation is concerned, if those aborigines fight back together, I'm afraid they will also confess here!

Subconsciously, Jiang Mo took half a step forward, trying to block Yun Qingyue again.

It's just that this time she was grabbed by Yun Qingyue as soon as she moved. Although the latter didn't say anything, the hand that grabbed Jiang Mo's arm was very strong. Jiang Mo tried to struggle but failed to break away, so he finally had to compromise and stood side by side with his senior sister.

Everyone saw the tugging between the two, but they didn't care about it. Everyone's attention was on the shark. Even if there was one or two points left, I used it to pay attention to the aborigines around me, lest they suddenly counterattack and catch me by surprise... But they didn't, even though they had killed many aborigines before, seeing the reversal of the situation, those aborigines He didn't even move.

Zhu Baiyi took everything into his eyes, frowned and looked at the shark: "What do you want to do?"

The shark was still sneering, he seemed to know only this expression, but he looked at the monks with a very cold gaze: "You will know what I want to do in a while." Grab it!"

As soon as these words came out, the aborigines, who hadn't been moved just now, immediately moved, and their movements were as swift and fierce as tigers and leopards.

In the originally evenly matched battle, many monks were missing to help out. Even if none of the remaining people were simple characters, they would inevitably fall into the predicament of being besieged at this time. In the end, after more than half an hour of fighting, several people were captured one after another. The ropes of unknown material bound their hands and feet, and pushed them down among a group of monks.

The awake person remains awake, and the unconscious person remains unconscious. Fortunately, everyone who was awake this time was very clear-headed, even if they stared at the shark with resentment, no one opened their mouths to curse or clamor.

The merman inspected it closely like inspecting a trophy, and then swiped his finger in mid-air, and saw a water ball quickly condensed in the enchantment that was originally full of water vapor and appeared in front of him. He pinched his fingers again, and two drops of bright red blood immediately appeared on his fingertips, and he flicked them into the water polo. The bright red quickly turned into a light pink, and the light pink was diluted again, and it only took one or two breaths before it completely melted into the water.

After finishing all this, he withdrew his hand and coldly ordered his left and right: "Feed them."

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For things like offering sacrifices, some have to pick a date, but some don't.

I don't know if the luck of Jiang Mo and others is good or bad. The sacrifice prepared by the sharks for them is the latter - it would take some time to catch all the monks on the island, but Jiang Mo and the others sent them to the door by themselves. It saved the shark a lot of effort. He didn't care about the casualties of the aborigines either. After feeding the merman blood to everyone, he led the group of restrained people to the hidden altar through the teleportation array.

Merman's blood has the effect of confusing the mind, and once you fall into a dream after taking it, you will be separated from your body and soul. Regardless of how high the person who was recruited is, if there is no outsider to help, if you want to break through the dream with your own perseverance, it will be rare.

Knowing the pros and cons, neither the mermaids nor the aborigines were much wary of these monks who had taken the blood of the mermaids.

However, the inherent cognition will always be broken, at least Jiang Mo was not controlled by the shark blood. With her eyes closed, she felt that she was being lifted and put down. She secretly opened her eyes to take a look, and saw that the scene in front of her had changed drastically.

The original simple aboriginal tribe disappeared, and what appeared in front of her was a flat altar made of huge stones, and there was a huge pillar more than ten feet high directly in front of her line of sight. There are totems carved on the pillars, and a mermaid with a human body and a fish tail stands on the waves. He is holding something in his hand, holding it high in a gesture of offering. I don't know what it means?

Jiang Mo turned his gaze quietly, and found that the pillar was not one, but another one not far away, and there was also a totem on it, but it was not clear from Jiang Mo's current angle. She probably guessed that there might be a story carved on these pillars, and also guessed that this should be the altar that the master and the others had mentioned, but why didn't the master say that there were stories on the pillars of the altar?

Could it be that it was too late at the beginning, and they never saw it? Or did they come and go in a hurry at the beginning, without taking a closer look?

Jiang Mo instinctively felt that this story should be quite important, perhaps related to what the shark did this time. But right now is not the time to act rashly, so she is not in a hurry and just continues to wait for the development of the matter.

Things also developed very quickly. When the hundreds of captured monks were all moved to the altar, those monsters that were captured and locked in the stone room earlier were also brought out one after another. It's just that the monks are not in danger of their lives for the time being, but those monsters are not. When they were brought to the altar, their necks were wiped and bloodletted. With the final neighing of the monsters, Dapeng's blood spilled down, but not much flowed into the altar.

The altar that can hold hundreds of people is naturally very big, and that bit of monster blood is just a drop in the bucket. So the aborigines showed the momentum of professional butchers, pushing monsters onto the stage, killing and bleeding in one go.

Jiang Mo noticed that although not much blood flowed into the altar, and although the aborigines were only responsible for wiping their necks, the monsters lost blood very quickly. The blood in their bodies gushed out as if uncontrollably, quickly filling the small gap on the altar. Until the blood was completely drained, the whole monster shriveled up as if it had been sucked dry, and then was unceremoniously kicked off the altar by the aborigines...

Repeatedly, when hundreds of monsters are all dead, even if each monster can provide limited blood for the altar, the consumption of hundreds of monsters will more or less help.

At least Jiang Mo can now find that there are streaks of blood spreading from the altar under him when he lowers his eyes.

Feeling uneasy, Jiang Mo finally remembered the system she had forgotten again: "Please help me to see the system, what is the situation now? And those pillars, what are the totems engraved on them?"

Hearing the words, the system released its tentacles to investigate, and then told her: "Master, there is a formation on this altar, and those bloodshots are about to describe the entire formation. As for the totem on the pillar, it probably tells a story... At the beginning, many strange monsters appeared, and these monsters slaughtered the living beings with great viciousness. A merman sacrificed something, and then the sky where monsters appeared continuously closed, and the merman who lost his things fell down and sank to the bottom of the sea.”

The story is very old-fashioned, and the ancient myths are probably in this style, but Jiang Mo feels a little familiar to his ears. However, she had heard all kinds of fairy tales before, and since she had a strong visual sense, she didn't think much about it.

As for the formation on the altar, she knew with her heels that this formation must be used for offering sacrifices!

At this time, the last monster was bled, and the thin blood on the altar finally connected. At this moment, the calm blood color suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and the mask on Jiang Mo's face seemed to be stained with a layer of crimson.

Perhaps the formation was activated, and the merman who was not here before reappeared. He looked at the formation on the altar, and at the unconscious people in the formation, what appeared in his eyes was not fanaticism but coldness or even hatred.

After a short inspection, he raised his eyelids and told the aborigines: "Go on!"

The monsters prepared earlier have all been killed, so the continuation this time should naturally be aimed at these captured monks... Sure enough, as the merman's voice fell, those aborigines who had been busy for a long time did not even hesitate. He grabbed an unconscious monk nearby, and then wiped the other's neck with the bone knife in his hand like before.

Seven or eight aborigines fought together, that is to say, seven or eight monks were in danger. Among them were righteous monks and demon monks, some Jiang Mo didn't know, and some had spent a few days on the island, not to mention one of them happened to be a disciple of Xuanqingzong.

As the future Zhenzong divine beast of Xuanqingzong, coupled with the fact that he was once born as a human, Jiang Mo naturally couldn't continue to sit and watch these people being slaughtered and bloodletting like before. Suddenly she jumped up straight like a carp, and she met the eyes of the merman opposite. The latter was a little surprised at first, then sneered, and looked over with cold eyes, as if he was looking at some clown.

Jiang Mo also had a temper, and when he was looked at like this, he immediately felt a little annoyed. The system didn't think it was too big of a deal to watch the excitement, and yelled in her sea of ​​consciousness: "The host beat him, this fish's expression is so cute!"

With the clamor of the system, Jiang Mo was indeed ready to do something. She struggled with her hands and feet and realized why the merman had such an expression—the ropes that bound her hands and feet were made of unknown material, but they were extremely tough. Couldn't break free at all. And this was obviously expected by the other party, so that he could watch her move like watching a play.

But you want to trap Jiang Mo with this? Obviously impossible!

I only heard a roar of "嗤嗤", the roar of the tiger was deafening, and a huge white tiger suddenly appeared after a flash of white light...