After three tense and sluggish steps, the altar was in front of us.

Runes, incense altars, and some miscellaneous arrangements were blurred in the fog and could not be seen really, and Qin Yan only noticed the desk in the middle. Put the baggage on and you're done!

He was about to walk over, when he suddenly felt Ye Piaoling's arm tremble, and said in a low voice: "I heard it again, many people are crying...... They, aren't they all dead......" He was so frightened that he almost cried.

Qin Yan was startled, and just wanted to speak, but at this time, he heard a burst of coldness, and there was a treacherous chant from the mist, mixed with many different voices, which made him feel terrified.

"What kind of person, don't pretend to be a ghost, come out!" he sighed in a deep voice, because his left hand was led by Ye Piaoling, and his right hand was holding the burden and he didn't have time to draw his sword, so he wanted to rush forward and put the burden on the altar first.

Rushing out in one step, the desk was already within reach, but Qin Yan suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and suddenly stopped, and when his body was stunned, a strong wind shot past the tip of his nose.

"Hehehe......" Many people were laughing, and the laughter was so strange that it was impossible to distinguish between men and women, young and old, and pierced the eardrums sharply. Qin Yan was shocked and didn't care about the altar, let go of the left hand holding Ye Piaoling, quickly changed the burden to his left hand, and pulled out the long sword behind his back with a wave of his right wrist.

As soon as he finished this action, his body suddenly trembled, and a pinprick-like sensation spread throughout his body, and his body was cold from top to bottom. At the edge of his vision, a shadow silhouette blurred by the crimson mist appeared. Two faint rays of light in the depths were staring at him coldly.

Ye Piaoling let out a scream and leaned over and clinged to his left arm.

"Hehe, don't rush ......" The strange voice echoed in my ears, and it sounded a little familiar.

The figure in the dense fog slowly approached, Qin Yan's mind was tightly tensed like a bowstring, and he was about to send out an arrow off the string.

The man's figure gradually became clearer, and although he couldn't see his face clearly, he also showed a slender silhouette, and he looked like a woman. When she was close enough to be close at hand, her true face was revealed in front of Qin Yan's eyes, and Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief in great surprise.

It turned out to be Xin Xian.

However, although the strange distorted voice could be attributed to this ghostly red mist, why did she prevent Young Master Ben from approaching the altar? Qin Yan was puzzled and did not completely relax his vigilance.

He looked at Xin Xian's beautiful face and asked, "Have you found it?"

"Can't find it. Why do I have to spend so much extra energy?" Xin Xian's gaze swept over Qin Yan's body from top to bottom, and finally landed on the burden in his hand, staring at it for a while, and said softly, "The village chief gave you this thing, is it for you to hold a demon extermination ceremony?" I feel that there is something strange in it, don't open it yet, bring it over and let me see." ”

She didn't ask anything along the way, why did she suddenly become interested in this thing now? Qin Yan asked quietly, "This is a very dangerous thing, are you sure you want to see it?"

"Don't be wordy, no matter how dangerous it is, what can you do to me?" Xin Xian stretched out his hand impatiently.

Qin Yan carefully looked at her expression and tone, that kind of arrogant and arrogant posture that ordinary people can't imitate. He dispelled his suspicions, gently broke free of Ye Piaoling's hand, and handed the burden to Xin Xian.

A smile appeared on Xin Xian's face: "That's right......" Before she finished speaking, her complexion changed suddenly, and an astonishing murderous aura burst out between her eyebrows, and the palm of her outstretched hand turned into a sharp beast claw, blocking her chest.

However, her movements were no faster than Qin Yan's calculated sword after all, and the cold light like lightning slashed against the beast's claws, and went straight into her heart. After the light had worn off, a sneering sound of breaking through the air was delayed, echoing in her eardrums, the last sound she had ever heard......

Everything was in a wordless moment, Ye Piaoling behind him didn't even see Qin Yan's movements clearly, and when he reacted, the time for life and death had passed, and Xin Xian's figure penetrated by sword qi was frozen in his eyes.

"Jade, Yulang, how can you ......" Ye Piaoling stammered.

Qin Yan didn't answer, and continued to urge the internal force of his right arm, and the sharp sword qi completely tore Xin Xian's body apart. The delicate skin of a little girl did not shed any blood, and the outline of blood and flesh suddenly collapsed as if it were made of flour, and scattered into the blood mist, and two spectral lights hidden in it flew out. Qin Yan took out his sword again, and the sharp blade penetrated the two points of ghostly light, but it seemed to have stabbed the mirror, and there was no feeling of falling into the ground. Two spectres of light swirled upward, fading into the depths of the fog.

Ye Piaoling looked at this scene with wide eyes, his mouth was half open, and his face was full of surprise. It wasn't until Qin Yan picked him up and walked a few steps briskly to the altar that he came back to his senses and wiped his sweat with palpitations: "It was really dangerous just now! Gyokuro, how did you recognize her?"

Qin Yan didn't have time to answer. His mind was highly vigilant about the movements around him, tensed the nerves of his whole body, and solemnly put the burden on the altar.

As soon as the burden came into contact with the runes on the stage, a huge force poured out of it, violently bounced away Qin Yan's arm. It was as if a violent storm had suddenly arisen in the calm desk, urging waves of surging winds and waves to blow away in all directions, causing blood mist to surge on both sides along the way, making way for this invisible but powerful force.

The storm rose into the sky, and even the dark clouds in the sky were torn open a gap. The sunlight shone on the desk through the storm, and the seal text hidden under the heavy smoke and dust suddenly shone brilliantly and dazzlingly, and the warm and scorching power spread out in all directions. The blood-colored mist surged violently like a boil, and Qin Yan, who was bathed in golden light, faintly heard a roar of pain, and then all the dark and dirty dirt dissipated, and everything returned to tranquility.

The light on the desk turned warm and peaceful, and Qin Yan's eyesight gradually recovered. He glanced around and found that the familiar scene had been restored to the surroundings, the Xiaoran Pavilion by the lake pond was not far away, and Xin Xian was standing in the pavilion, tilting his head slightly with some doubts, looking towards this side.

Qin Yan looked down, and found that there was a bloody head at Xin Xian's feet, with fangs protruding and sharp spikes, which was the head of the tall zombie yesterday.

He was secretly shocked, this little girl actually killed an enemy with an almost copper-headed iron arm in an extremely disadvantageous environment, it seems that her hidden strength is far more than he expected!