Slowly, He Xiaopang and Xia Yuqing came in quietly.
"What are they doing, Brother Fan?"
Seeing that the people below him were busy, He Xiaopang lowered his voice and asked.
"I don't know, I always feel that the formation has a strange attraction."
Mu Fan stared at the core of the formation, that is, the two big holes that looked like eyes that had been gouged out.
Immediately afterwards, the men in white robes surrounded the corpses in several cages.
After that, it was directly placed in the two shocking pits.
Then several men in white robes sat cross-legged around the two big pits, as if muttering about something.
Mu Fan frowned and looked over, the corpses seemed to have changed in an instant.
This change is not a change in the body itself.
It's a sensory disappearance.
"What are they doing? Nothing has changed."
He Xiaopang next to Mu Fan scratched his head, a little puzzled.
"Disappeared, the body is different."
Mu Fan could feel it.
These corpses seem to be missing something important.
Looking up, the man on the cross seemed to be smiling at him.
Mu Fan shuddered.
Immediately afterwards, the corpses in those big pits crawled out one after another in an instant.
"I really have a problem hanging."
He Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, but fortunately Mu Fan next to him directly covered his mouth.
Otherwise, it would have been discovered this time.
Three people were on top, staring at the bottom.
I only heard a man in white robe below say easily:
"This time the conversion has also been completed. After this group of beliefs arrives, I believe they can last for a long time, and this group of dead curse attendants will send them up directly and let them play their due role."
Immediately afterwards, another man in white robe could be seen opening a strange little box.
A burst of light enveloped these dead curse servants.
"Take a picture quickly, this is evidence, hurry up."
Mu Fan quickly patted He Xiaopang.
He Xiaopang took out his mobile phone in a panic, and then shot wildly at the bottom.
"clap clap"
The scene suddenly became very quiet.
Mu Fan and Xia Yuqing stared at He Xiaopang with black lines on their faces.
He Xiaopang looked embarrassed.
"Sorry sorry, I forgot to turn off the sound."
All the members of the church below looked up.
"There are intruders"
Immediately afterwards, the group of church members turned off the teleportation function of the box, and those Death Curse Servants rushed over one after another.
Of course, Mu Fan and the others were not to be outdone, and with a flash of thunder, the Death Curse Attendant in the front flew upside down, full of fragrance.
Then I saw a white light whizzing towards me.
The throwing knife directly separated the body of a church member standing behind.
He Xiaopang knew that something had happened just now and didn't hesitate, he immediately rushed to the front and swung his fists fiercely forward.
Wherever he went, the Death Curse Attendant couldn't even resist a single punch.
Lightning, flying knives, and Death Curse attendant's anger are constantly staged in this small space.
Mu Fan didn't feel that this group of curse servants had too much fighting power.
At best, the vitality is good.
Quite a number of Death Curse Attendants were knocked down and still managed to climb out tenaciously.
Mu Fan fixed his eyes on the group of church personnel.
This group of church personnel must know a lot of secrets, and only after arresting them can they come up with some useful information.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the seven or eight church members did not panic.
I saw one of the leaders suddenly took out a knife.
Mu Fan thought that this group of people was going to charge up, but the knife was thrust into the head of the church member himself.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining members of the church were also uniform, and stuck the knife in their foreheads.
The blood flowed down the blade and merged into the formation bit by bit.
Mu Fan suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"You can't let this blood flow into those two big pits."
With such an idea in mind, a flash of lightning flashed in Mu Fan's hand, and he sent flying the few Death Curse Servants who were closest to him.
A few strides rushed towards the group of church personnel.
He took a church member and threw it outside.
"it's useless."
A hoarse and blood-sucking sound came from the man's mouth.
"No one can stop the Holy Lord's pace, you all have to die."
As soon as the words were finished, the man swallowed his breath and died completely.
These people also lost their backbone in an instant, and fell to the ground in general limpness.
"Hold"
Mu Fan couldn't help cursing.
"This fanatic is tough enough"
Then Mu Fan suddenly felt a strange life force struggling in those two big pits.
Without hesitation, the lightning flashed directly, filling the big pit.
But the monster seemed to be immune to thunder, and first stretched out a deformed hand.
Then there is the tall body, a body that is extremely dissonant and asymmetrical.
Half of the beating heart can be seen.
And on the forehead there is a huge horn, and the side seam of the horn is a pair of wings.
This is a high-level Death Curse Attendant, whose shape looks three or four times larger than those ordinary ones.
"Thunderclaw"
Mu Fan's hands turned into thunderclaws, and the power of thunder struck them directly.
And the Death Curse Attendant didn't seem to feel it, and directly sent Mu Fan flying with a wave of his hand.
Mu Fan pressed his hands on the ground and was scratched half a meter long, before he stopped his body that was blown away.
This kind of dead curse attendant also crawled out of another pit.
The two are also different, one of them has a big left arm, and the exposed half heart is on the right.
The other one is just the opposite, the right arm is exposed and half of the heart is on the left.
Vertical and horizontal blood vessels can be seen.
"Little Fatty, sister Yuqing work together"
Mu Fan roared, if he didn't take advantage of these two guys not standing still, it would be hard to fight in a while.
Flying knives and thunder came roaring.
He Xiaopang's fists also came down like cannonballs.
The cooperation of the three can be said to be perfect.
There is no gap between the three attacks.
It's a pity that these two high-level dead curse servants fit together.
That sense of imperfect symmetry was there again.
Two huge hands, one on the left and one on the right, directly blocked He Xiaopang who was punching out with both fists.
"Boom"
The sound of blood and flesh colliding resounded throughout the basement.
He Xiaopang gritted his teeth and refused to advance an inch.
"No, they are stronger than I thought"
Immediately afterwards, the flying knives circled past, only taking the hearts of the two Death Curse Attendants.
But before touching that thin thin tube, a holy light suddenly shone.
This cold holy light pressed all the flying knives firmly to the ground.
"Pfft..." Xia Yuqing's mouth was bloody, and he sprayed it out without taking a breath.
"I Gan..." Although Mu Fan's thunder made the two Death Curse attendants take a step back, it didn't have much impact at all.
Mu Fan desperately let out the lightning from his body, and the whole basement was dazzling like daytime.