"I think it's almost the same..." Mo You muttered: "It's just one to go down and one to dig..."

If we count the time, it seems that going into the water will be more worry-free!

For Feng Chenglin, it doesn't matter—

Anyway, whether it is buried with soil or sinking into the lake and water, the final outcome is the same.

Ling Luoyu would never let this woman go, she really stayed at the gates of hell in the Mo family.

No matter who she is, she will definitely play a role in the future battle with the Lord of God.

"I said, brother and sister, if we don't pay attention, we will draw lots... whether it is to be buried in soil or water, let God decide, how about it!"

He turned around and grabbed two stones, holding them in his palms.

"Your Master You, this is the territory of your Mo family. You are the host. The decision will be given to you today. The big stones will be buried in the water, and the small ones will be buried in the soil. How about it??"

The others looked at each other, all in silence.

No one objected, Mo You took a deep breath.

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Rolling up his sleeves, he looked at Feng Chenglin's hands very seriously.

He hesitated for a moment and clicked to his left hand.

"this!"

"Little pebbles, burial...Your Master You, this time, your Mo family's sacrificial hall is really not guaranteed, so don't be sad. Maybe, this is the appearance of your ancestors!"

After saying something seriously, Feng Chenglin looked at everyone.

"Everyone, if you think there is no problem, we have to do it. Look, the sky is getting brighter, and it will probably not take long before the Mo family will appear... By the way, torch, with such a big noise, the undead will definitely come out to make trouble again!"

A few people look at me, and I look at you, and no one will talk anymore.

Now that things have come to this point, what else can I say?!

I found some wood, and we all started to make a fire together.

It is not for burning the dead spirits, but for forming a circle so that the fire spirits are difficult to get in.

Feng Chenglin pretended to give advice to Ling Luoyu in the event of detonating the sacrificial hall.

Several people retreated into the ring of fire and ignited it.

Seeing that they stood still, Ling Luoyu rushed towards the hall.

He glanced at the woman in red again and put her into the Chaos Secret Realm, which then broke the entire hall.

"Boom!"

The earth shook.

Dust and smoke rose everywhere.

The collapse of the sacrificial hall almost broke half of the mountain, revealing a deep pit.

The undead floated out again as expected, but this time it seemed that he had learned his lesson and did not get close to Feng Chenglin and the others.

"This guy is still a little brainy? He is actually afraid of us and dare not step forward!" Feng Chenglin waved his hand provocatively.

"It is not afraid of us, it is afraid of fire... Since this kind of thing lives after ice and snow, it is something that likes cold but not heat!"

Zhou Yan looked up at the sky and narrowed his eyes.

"Didn't you notice that the sun in the gates of hell seem to be always gray? I guess... this should be a way to protect the dead, right?"

If you don’t like hotness, you naturally can’t stand the sunshine.

A few people were idle and discussed the swaying dead spirits.

Only Yan Ziyue looked in the direction of the sacrificial hall from time to time.

Finally, I couldn't help it: "Did you notice that Miss Ling is gone?"

Feng Chenglin and Ding Temple look at each other—

No need to guess, I must have followed the crystal coffin and escaped into the Chaos Secret Realm.

But on the surface:

"Yes, why did you go for so long?"

"It's time to come back!"
Chapter completed!