72: A crazy ritual!

A fierce battle erupted within the floors of the company, with over a dozen Red Robe Cult members sniping at the Shadow Pavilion personnel across various levels.

Meanwhile, the ordinary people were panicked, rushing madly toward the main entrance.

They had never expected that working like cattle and horses for the company would carry such a huge risk!

"What an intense battle!"

Fang Bai and his group did not participate, choosing instead to watch from a short distance away.

As for the woman named Ying Yue, she held an iced Americano, her gaze calmly fixed on the company's main entrance.

Fang Bai tilted his head slightly to look at the top floor; Zhan Mian had just flown up there, and the battle had begun immediately afterward.

Undoubtedly, he must have gone to take care of the strongest bishop.

"Those cultists' auras are all so strong!"

Qi Tian said with a grave expression.

Judging by the battle that had broken out, the opponents had at least reached the Third Order of cultivation!

"When they come out in a moment, remember, do not let anyone with a butterfly above their head escape!"

At this moment, Ying Yue suddenly spoke.

"A butterfly?"

Fang Bai's expression was strange.

What kind of decent person wears a butterfly on their head?

However, immediately afterward, Ying Yue raised her hand. A light screen appeared before her palm, and then hundreds of butterflies emitting a faint blue light flew out, flying into the company in an orderly fashion.

Fang Bai and the others' expressions tightened.

What kind of technique was this?

At this moment, a crowd of people surged out from the company's main entrance.

Every one of their faces bore an expression of fear.

"Get lost! Don't block the way!"

"I need to get out first! This company is going to collapse!"

"Damn it! I never saw you run this fast when working!"

"Move aside, everyone! I'm a university student, let me run first!"

"..."

Fang Bai and his group stared intensely at the crowd, suddenly noticing that several people had a butterfly resting on their heads.

The targets had appeared!

"Go for it!"

Ying Yue said calmly.

Fang Bai and the others exchanged glances and rushed out directly.

Fortunately, the combatants at the Third Order and above were all tied up.

Those who escaped were just a group of believers whose cultivation was not very high.

A Xiu took the lead, directly using teleportation to appear behind a cultist, and struck decisively!

Swoosh!

A head immediately flew off!

This sudden change stunned everyone, and they hurriedly scattered, screaming.

Meanwhile, Qi Tian rushed out, brandishing an Eight-Part Light Wheel!

The target cultist's eyes flickered with panic; he hurriedly hid in the crowd, but Qi Tian chased after him relentlessly!

"Damn it! Are you mistaken? How can you assume I'm part of a cult?"

Qi Tian sneered, "With that villainous face of yours, is there any need for doubt? Besides, This Young Master never said you were a cultist!"

The cultist's expression immediately turned ferocious!

Since he had been discovered, he decided not to pretend anymore, releasing his aura and engaging Qi Tian in battle.

However, to his despair, he couldn't win...

Swoosh!

The Eight-Part Light Wheel opened a gash directly across his chest!

"So weak? Boring. You, you, and you, all of you come at me together!"

Qi Tian pointed at the others who had the marks on their heads, speaking with unbridled arrogance.

Seeing that their identities were exposed, those people also stopped acting.

Immediately, several people rushed toward Qi Tian!

What was shocking was that two of them were actually Second Order!

As soon as they clashed, Qi Tian was actually suppressed.

"F*ck! Brother Fang, save me!"

Qi Tian wailed.

As soon as his voice fell, tentacles extended from the shadows of those cultists, wrapping them all together!

At the same time, Fang Bai's figure moved like a ghost to strike!

Instantly slaying several cultists!

His skill coordination was simply perfect; it was hard to find an opponent within the same tier.

"Space Element... Dark Element..."

Ying Yue, who had been watching the battle, raised her eyebrows in some surprise.

She hadn't expected these youngsters to have decent strength.

Moreover, their combat experience was also good; they didn't hesitate at all when killing, making them truly good prospects.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yuan was rampaging through the crowd, relying solely on his powerful physical strength to literally pulp a cultist!

"Damn it! You are courting death!"

An angry voice rang out, and a figure was seen charging over rapidly, their body clearly exuding a Fourth Order aura!

A fish that slipped through the net had appeared!

The Fourth Order aura directly suppressed Fang Bai and his group, causing their expressions to change slightly.

However, at this moment, a fair, white hand suddenly grabbed the cultist's throat!

Snap!

That Fourth Order aura stopped abruptly!

"You... you are Fifth Order..."

The cultist looked at Ying Yue, who had suddenly appeared, with terrified eyes.

Ying Yue curled her lips in disdain: "Trash!"

With a casual squeeze, she crushed the opponent's throat bone!

A Fourth Order martial artist was pinched to death like a little chick.

This scene made Fang Bai and the others look on with admiration.

Too strong, right?

Ying Yue looked at Fang Bai and the others, saying calmly: "Continue."

She had been ordered to let these young people gain some experience, so she naturally wouldn't interfere, but she wouldn't allow anyone of too high a level to intervene.

Fang Bai and the others continued their slaughter.

They soon joined forces to slay seven or eight cultists.

Although these people weren't of high cultivation, they satisfied their mission conditions, and now they had already exceeded their mission requirements.

Just then, an angry shout came: "What are you still waiting for?!"

Hearing this voice, Ying Yue frowned; she looked up at the top floor and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Meanwhile, in a simple room, several cultists sat in a circle, their figures faintly forming the shape of a pentagram.

What was shocking was that their auras were all those of Fourth Order martial artists and above!

At this moment, they were chanting some kind of ancient incantation.

Immediately after, a complex pattern appeared in the room and kept spreading outside the room.

"With my blood, sacrifice for the descent of the Evil God!"

A look of piety appeared on the faces of the cultists; they suddenly simultaneously slashed their wrists, and their blood sank into the ground, into the ritual...

That formation pattern suddenly began to tremble...

At the same time, in different places, the same scene was playing out.

One eerie ritual after another was forming in the darkness!

At this moment, at the entrance of Feilan Biotech Company, Zhan Mian's figure appeared, carrying the corpse of the bespectacled man in his hand.

The others also ended the battle and gathered together.

Zhan Mian said in a deep voice: "We have been tricked; these people are just scapegoats. Their true purpose is to destroy this city!"

"Destroy the Demon Capital?!"

Everyone's faces were full of shock.

"Just them?"

Gu Lang frowned.

Zhan Mian suppressed his anger: "They naturally can't, but these beasts want to use a teleportation array to forcibly make an Alien Space descend!"

"F*ck!"

This was just too crazy, right?

One had to know that the Demon Capital was the central region of the human race; if an Alien Space were allowed to descend, how many people would die?

"A bunch of lunatics!"

Just then, air defense sirens suddenly sounded across the city!

Alien invasion! Emergency evacuation!