On the last totem pole, Mr. Long's blood was sprayed on it. Baqi was so happy that it was finally completed.
As the totem pole fell, the large ice block underfoot shook violently, reaching a critical point and suddenly shattered.
Baqi saw countless black figures flying out of the broken ice. Through the gaps between the figures, Baqi also saw a huge coffin at the bottom.
The moment he saw the coffin, Baqi was excited. Are his masters inside?
If there is a coffin, then there should be remains, right?
Are these black shadows souls?
Just as he was about to rush to the coffin below, Baqi felt that he couldn't move.
Black figures crowded the entire space, as if they had been compressed and sealed in ice. Baqi looked at these shadows, feeling familiar but unrecognizable. He always felt that something was wrong, which made people very uncomfortable.
After being released, the black figures all couldn't wait to go up through the opening from Baqi, but there was a transparent barrier blocking their thoughts of escaping. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through that barrier.
"Chief, after all these years, please let us out."
"Yes, patriarch, what's the use of being here?"
"After so many years, we can no longer bear it."
"The stinky cook's words don't count. How long will you continue to trust him, patriarch?"
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There was a lot of chatter, and it was very noisy. Baqi couldn't move, so he could only listen in confusion, not understanding what they meant?
Why does it seem like the patriarch sealed them?
Could it be that the Gonggong clan is in internal strife?
This guess is a bit bold, and Baqi doesn't know which direction to think about.
"Shut up, everyone. I won't let you out. It's for your own good.
The title of the guilty people has not yet been taken off, and the punishment from heaven will come at any time.
You’ll suffer when you go out, so why don’t you understand me personally?”
A rich voice came from inside the coffin, and Baqi immediately heard it. It was indeed the clan leader. He was the one who asked him to look after the family before he left.
I want to say hello, I want to tell myself that I have worked hard to look after the house, I want to tell me about the pain I have suffered for so many years, but unfortunately I can't move. Baqi is too anxious, and his whole body is shaking with anxiety.
This unusual movement attracted the attention of the shadows, who gathered around Baqi.
"By the way, Xiaoliu can go out."
"How did it become like this?"
"Why did Xiao Liu become an old woman?"
"The body is too small to fit in."
"Hurry up and turn into your true form so we can go out and have some fun."
A burst of black energy rushed into Baqi's body, instantly turning her into her original appearance.
The eight-headed giant tens of meters long appeared.
When the black shadows saw the giant mang, they all turned into a black energy and penetrated into Baqi's body, turning the originally colorful mang body into pitch black.
Helplessly, there were too many black shadows, and soon the eight-dimensional space was filled.
The shadow that can't squeeze in is very upset, just like an office worker who is going to be late in the morning, who is so upset that he can't squeeze into the subway car. If he can't get on the train, he will be late. What should he do if he is late?
The shadow that had already entered did not care about the feelings of his companions. He controlled Baqi, easily penetrated the transparent barrier, and reached the bottom of the lake in Taiqinggou. Then he sprinted, broke through the ice, and soared into the sky.
The long-lost fresh air and the feeling of freedom reverberated in Baqi's spirit, and he couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and scream, swaying the dead energy in his body wantonly.
The entire Taiqinggou Lake was instantly enveloped by the death energy released by Baqi, and the villagers working on the ice were all frozen into statues.
Does Baqi care about this?
Even if she cares, it doesn't matter anymore, because the control is not with her at all, but with the souls of the countless owners in her body.
After escaping from the prison, Baqi's masters wanted to let him roam around in the vast world, but as soon as he showed his head, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and a thunder struck down.
Baqi shrank in fear and wanted to run away. It was a thunder from the sky, and he definitely couldn't withstand it with his current strength.
But, are the owners of Baqi afraid of thunder?
Just kidding, if you don’t dare to hit mountains, how can you be afraid of thunder?
The black death energy turned into a pair of armor, covering Baqi's whole body, making the originally ferocious Eight-Headed Giant even more ferocious.
This change made Baqi full of strength and confidence. He had never been so powerful. Did his masters lend their power to him?
The sudden increase in strength caused Baqi to open his huge mouth and bite Tianlei. Then, there were only seven of Baqi's eight remaining heads.
"Xiao Liu, why are you so fragile now?"
"Yes, I remember Xiaoliu had nine heads?"
"The thunder attribute restrains the spirit body and cannot display its strength."
"It's been so long, hasn't the wanted order been released yet?"
"Hey, our clan has been labeled as a sinner. The punishment from heaven is abominable."
"What the patriarch said is indeed true, he is not lying."
"The experiment failed, long-term planning is needed, and the wind is blowing."
Baqi cried in his heart. He sacrificed a head just for the sake of experiment, and he was really convinced.
After controlling Baqi and entering the bottom of Taiqinggou Lake again, Tianlei actually did not attack again, as if this layer of ice concealed their aura, making it impossible for Tianlei to detect them.
So, they were in a dilemma.
If you go out, you will be struck by thunder, which will be uncomfortable.
Going back and being sealed by the clan leader would be even more uncomfortable.
Countless voices began to discuss in Baqi's mind what to do next.
The moment Baqi went out just now, he vaguely saw a familiar figure lying on the edge of Taiqing ditch. It seemed to be He Naizi. He didn't know that she was not getting on the kang with that boy in the underground cellar. In Taiqing ditch
What are you doing lying around?
"Masters, I have an idea."
All sounds stopped suddenly, waiting for Baqi to tell her what to do.
"Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, the energy contained in the sky thunder is also limited. We can adopt a war of attrition to slowly consume the attack of the sky thunder."
"But, Xiao Liu, you only have seven heads left, how many times can you use them?"
Baqi felt depressed, why did he have to use his head to consume it?
"There is a descendant of shamanism out there who is one of our own.
The masters assisted her in opening a large formation on the ice, attracting thunder from the sky, and consuming the punishment from the sky.
How about we rush out together when the thunderous flames are no longer sustainable?"
"Then we're still waiting for the yarn. Let's start. Let's start quickly."
Baqi tried hard to contact He Naizi, but failed.
"Masters, please be patient. She has fainted. We will start when she wakes up."
"Wait, wait, wait, we don't want to wait anymore."
A black shadow broke away from Baqi's body, rushed out of the ice, and went straight to He Naizi by the Taiqinggou Lake.
However, he was still far away from He Naizi when he was struck back by thunder.
"What Xiaoliu said makes sense. We have been waiting for so many years, and it won't take long."
"Yes, not bad, not bad."
Hearing the echoes of the masters, Baqi felt overwhelmed. They had been trapped for so many years, and the lower limit had been stretched a bit low.
