Peng Liancheng said this and did so.

He pulled out a black dagger from his back and stabbed it into his heart.

But he failed.

Wei Chaoyang kicked his wrist, kicked the dagger away, and then kicked his stomach, kicking the whole person backwards.

The black dagger swirled and fell in the air, and the black luster flashed with an inexplicable tempting aura.

Wei Chaoyang caught the dagger.

A black glimmer burst out from the dagger.

In the glimmer of light, there were countless small black short lines, like black bugs, trying hard to drill into Wei Chaoyang's hand.

"You've been trapped!"

Peng Liancheng jumped up and laughed.

"What am I going to do?"

Wei Chaoyang looked at the dagger seriously.

Only the length of the slap is, the blade and the handle each account for half.

The tail end of the handle is made into a scorpion tail hook shape, with an extremely sharp end. If you hold it, you will be stabbed almost 100%.

I felt something strange.

It feels very similar to how you feel when you hold your own sickle.

Similar altars and similar weapons are related to the Zhendu Sanguan Cave Heaven!

"This is the Blade of Bad Luck, with a powerful curse. Anyone touched it will change the Palace of Life. From then on, they can only accept bad luck and cannot be compatible with any other luck. No one can escape the curse of this dagger, no one!

Wei Chaoyang, from this moment on, you will be full of bad luck, suffer all the torture, and you cannot survive and die, hahaha, welcome to join the genus of bad luck, hahahaha..."

Damn, this is exactly the same as forcing people to be an employee.

I didn't run away, it must have come out of the same place.

Perhaps it was left by employees from other departments before.

Although such a large place has now become ruins, it must have been very prosperous in the past and there must have been many employees.

There are a lot of black leather notebooks on that long table.

If there is a book and a position, then a rough count will have to be seven or eight departments.

In terms of identity, this is the harvest altar. Before the base was complained about by me, it should probably be called the Fengyun altar, which corresponds to this bad luck altar.

The altar that has been moved to the warehouse of the Cultural Relics Bureau. From the standard shape to the detailed patterns, it is 80% or 90% similar to the altar that you need to build. The only difference should be in the setting of the core of the altar. If you want to figure it out, you can only make it

The altar can be removed.

While thinking, Wei Chaoyang said "ah" without sincerity, "This is really scary, then you must have a solution, for example, is the ceremony you mentioned to solve this problem of bad luck?

method?"

"You are the keenest person I have ever met." Peng Liancheng said, "That's right, only through rituals can the curse be lifted, and you can go to the next level, get rid of the identity of a mortal, and become an unparalleled land god.

!”

Wei Chaoyang calmly held the dagger and asked, "This ceremony is the result of your study of the altar for more than a hundred years?"

"Teng Wenyan told you." Peng Liancheng showed a mocking smile, "That ignorant idiot can't understand the content on the altar at all. He believes whatever we tell him. For more than a hundred years, he believes in whatever we tell him.

There is no doubt, it's so stupid! The altar is a real magic weapon, a miracle relic from ancient times. It can communicate with the world, connect with the world of gods and demons, and master the secrets in it, and become an immortal and a god, and live with the world.

!Look at us, if we only master the smallest part of the secret technique, we can obtain the immortal body and possess extremely powerful power!"

Wei Chaoyang sneered: "The cow is almost making you brag about to the sky. If you say a thousand words and ten thousand, you still can't beat me. What kind of strength is this? Or do we have different definitions of the word "power"? "

Peng Liancheng's face was a little dark, "You are the immortal envoy of Fengyun. It is normal for us mortals to be unable to defeat you, but among mortals, we can be said to be invincible..."

Wei Chaoyang glanced at Yan Ruoning behind him, and without saying anything, he just said "hehe".

Peng Liancheng was ridiculed and his face turned red and his neck was thick, "It doesn't matter. What's important is that we can live forever. Even if our physical body declines, we can still be reborn through our body..."

Wei Chaoyang said: "What's your name? Is this called immortality? Is this called mortal ghost taking over the body? It's several levels different. In fantasy novels, it's a villain who can't live for three minutes. I want me to get to this point, but I don't have it.

You are bragging, you have already found a place to slap your neck and hang it, and you will die quietly."

"Don't be too arrogant!" Peng Liancheng roared unbearably, "Even the Immortal Envoy of Fengyun, he can't escape the curse of the Blade of the Bad Luck! As long as he is alive, he cannot escape!"

Wei Chaoyang said: "Look, I am not saying this invincible immortality in the world. It was mentioned by you myself. You can't make people question it? OK, okay, don't be angry, you have something to say. Since I

I have been cursed by the Blade of Bad Luck, so we will soon be one country. Then I can ask you a few questions."

"What do you want to ask?"

"I just want to ask why you have to be unable to get along with Yan Ruoning? Although this king-level fortune is rare, I don't believe that this thing is just this unique. The world is so big, with a population of 800 billion, and a few more people will be released.

Nothing wrong."

"But there is only her in Haicheng! We are not targeting her, nor are we targeting her, the kingly fortune. It's just that she appears here at this time, and that is the sacrifice chosen by fate!

Everyone, all of us, are just slaves of fate! A person's life, good, bad, life, death, joy, and sorrow, has long been marked by fate, at the destined moment, the destined place

, the destined ending!

Don’t blame us. If you want to blame, she will blame her for being a bad life. She is born with a destined identity as a sacrifice. When the time comes, she will automatically send herself to the altar to complete the ceremony.

You seem to have the upper hand now, but in fact it is meaningless. Under the crushing of fate, all resistance is overestimating your ability!

What the reality will ultimately feed back to you is despair, hahaha, don’t try to fight fate, there is nothing alive to do, hahaha…”

Peng Liancheng's voice became violent and crazy, full of unreasonable fanaticism.

Is this research on altar crazy?

Isn’t the altar just used to communicate with the base and submit work results?

How can we still find out such messy cognitions?

"So, this ceremony you are going to hold requires Yan Ruoning's king-level human fortune." Wei Chaoyang tried hard to summarize useful information from his words, "Then if we transport this king-level human fortune to you, will you?

So you can stop pestering Yan Ruoning?”

"You are wrong. What is really important is not the luck of the king, but her life palace. What we need is the life palace that can nurture the luck of the king! Only a powerful life palace like her can accept the ceremony

, raising disaster-level bad luck. If you like it, you can take away the king-level luck. We only need Yan Ruoning!"

Wei Chaoyang spread his hands and said, "This is not possible. Yan Ruoning belongs to me, and no one can give it to me!"

"You can't tell me this! Now it's time, please accept the baptism of bad luck!"

The terrifying eyeball on Peng Liancheng turned around, and countless black lines stretched out densely, spreading in all directions like spider webs, instantly cage Wei Chaoyang in it.

"It's so stupid!" Peng Liancheng sneered, "I can't even see if I'm delaying the time! Do you really think that the Immortal Envoy of Fengyun can be invincible in the world?

You choose an open area as a place for the decisive battle. It is a very clever way to effectively solve the chain reaction of complex environments and items in the area covered by bad luck, and minimize the damage caused by bad power lines. But this premise is that you own it.

Good luck can hedge the impact of bad luck on you.

Now, you are cursed and can no longer be compatible with good luck. My bad luck will attract a large amount of dispersed and overflowing power. With the help of your cursed life palace, you are already plagued by bad luck.

No luck can hedge against my bad luck. The disasters and harm brought by the bad luck will infinitely amplify your own bad luck and act exponentially on your body!

You may breathe in a state of breath, and you may blink your waist even if you stand still. Even if your heartbeat is just a beating, it may destroy your heart function. Now enjoy your bad luck! You can only watch me drag your beloved woman to the altar and scatter it.

We wear clothes, use the blade of bad luck to carve a spell, and use her pain and despair to nurture a brand new bad luck, help us complete the ritual, get the reward, and become...uh, you, you..."

Peng Liancheng suddenly got stuck.

Because Wei Chaoyang suddenly appeared in front of him.

The curse of the Blade of Omnitus and the cover of the line of Omnitus have no effect at all!

"Are you surprised or not?"

Wei Chaoyang raised his hand and slapped him twice.

Peng Liancheng's face immediately swollen and his whole head tended to develop towards the pig's head.

"It's so cool!" Wei Chaoyang looked refreshed, "Do you know, I've wanted to slap this face long ago. Now my dream has finally come true. Thank you for your fate. Please be sure to have more such arrangements.

!”

"How could you not be affected..."

Peng Liancheng retreated in panic, even the scary eyeball on his head was filled with an expression of incredible belief.

Wei Chaoyang asked kindly: "You are color blind."

"Ah?" Peng Liancheng's face was confused.

"Can't you see that I'm wearing such red gloves?" Wei Chaoyang raised his hand holding the Blade of Good Luck and shook it. "Your Blade of Good Luck is all blocked by the Blade of Good Luck."

He looked at Peng Liancheng with pity, "It's really ingenious to think of such a plan immediately after I discovered it. It's really hard to get it out of this plan to deal with me. It's a pity that you met me."

No matter how powerful your conspiracy is Jia Xu, how can your opponent have jealous clothes?

Although it’s the most annoying thing about hanging up the squid.
To be continued...