The blood dripped on the altar, and finally gathered into a stream, flowing into the Bagua array embedded with black and white demonic stones on the altar.
A stream of light flew out from the altar and headed towards the three souls in the sky. With the injection of this stream of light, the two groups of originally smiling faces and crying faces surged crazily and tended to gradually disperse. The speed visible to the naked eye condensed again.
Smiling faces and crying faces slowly emerged in the black air, but compared to before possessing the stone sculpture of the mythical beast, their current situation was obviously much weaker.
After all, Lu Shanming is an ordinary person who has not practiced cultivation. He used his own life and soul as a price to reunite the smiling faces and crying faces, and to temporarily suppress the restless soul fragments of the living people. This is already the limit.
Julian Tao clearly felt the malicious eyes directed at him.
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