Hiding place.

As the sword fingers fell, the soldiers in ambush outside, including the bone-forging master, seemed to be isolated from this vast world, and fell into a terrifying and gloomy place, like a legendary hell, where endless emotions such as jealousy, rage, resentment, malice, and curses hit their souls over and over again like the sea washing the sand.

Their souls slowly crumbled as if they had gone through hell in all sorts of painful sensations, and countless hideous demons pounced on their souls and bodies.

If there were other people, they would be amazed to see that the expression of a person who had been good and good first became painful, then hideous, and then the body disappeared little by little, first the hands and feet, then the torso, and finally the head turned into nothing like foam.

All the masters of the imperial court soldiers who secretly came from Lingxin Mansion disappeared into the world quietly, and no one could find their traces.

The Fang family in the courtyard next to them were shocked and suspicious when they saw Zixia put into the room where Wei Ning was, they looked at each other, no one spoke for a while, and the room was quiet.

At this moment, people found that the Fang family uncle and the eldest young master had a painful look on their faces, and then they fell to the ground, slapping their mouths wildly while shouting loudly. "The saint spares his life, I shouldn't denounce it, spare my life. Then I saw that the bodies of the two of them were rapidly decomposing, and finally turned into a push of mud.

After doing all this, Baili Lin bowed to the baby below, and then floated away.

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At the edge of the wild forest, there is a temple, which was built here when it could not be considered its heyday, but unfortunately now the witch gate is decaying, the big demon is rampant, and this place is also dilapidated, and the statue inside is falling, collapsing, and the four walls are full of holes, if it is not for the roof on the head is still complete, but it is not even a place to shelter from the rain.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the temple, the old man touched half of the golden witch statue with a sigh on his face, as if he was facing Xiaoyuan beside him, and seemed to say to himself: "When the old man fought alone, in the face of many blood beasts, he finally built this altar temple on the edge of this wild giant forest, and he also broke through to the realm of witches, and he didn't expect that in just five hundred years, this temple would come to an end like the old man." There is nostalgia in the tone, and there is also the pain of going through vicissitudes.

Xiao Yuan looked at the dilapidated hall in front of him curiously: "Master, this is the sacrificial temple built by your old man's family?"

The old man nodded: "It was all built by the old man brick by brick, one hand and one foot, but unfortunately it has been abandoned for a long time." ”

Looking at Huiyuan's still somewhat youthful and innocent face, the old man's heart ached faintly, and he touched Huiyuan's head: "The old man has burdened you and made you suffer so much." ”

Xiao Yuan smiled innocently: "What is the matter! If it weren't for Master, your old man to take Xiao Yuan in, Xiao Yuan would have starved to death on the streets, talking about hardship." ”

The old man laughed at himself in his heart, if it weren't for Hui Xiaoyuan's strong mental power, which was a good material for cultivating witchcraft, and he was too busy to take care of himself, how could he take in a little beggar: "Okay, let's rest, we have to hurry tomorrow morning." "Hey, this wild giant forest is very dangerous, even if it is on the edge, some blood beasts are not something that their masters and apprentices can resist, but fortunately, they only go around this section of the day's journey, and they can wear it out and embark on a safe road to southern Xinjiang.

Xiao Yuan was young, his physical strength was poor, and he was already exhausted, so after listening to the master's words, he shrank in front of the fire and fell asleep. Although the old man's cultivation was abolished, his physical body had an ordinary strength that was difficult to match because of the influence of the witch he had practiced, so after he hurried, he barely supported it to keep vigil.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing and whining, in the surrounding jungle, from time to time there is a terrible roar of blood beasts, and the broken temple is more and more quiet, and the fire with red flames makes the old man seem to have returned to his youth, when he first came out of the Flying Witch Courtyard, walking in the mundane world, the flying at that time, the joy at that time, the heroism at that time, time is like water, only a body of old age and pain.

Just when the old man was reminiscing about the past, the night wind changed and became quiet, and the roars of the blood beasts that had been rising and falling one after another all stopped, but the wind became colder and colder, as if it had come from midsummer to winter, even if there was a fire to keep warm, Xiao Yuan was also awakened by the cold, and looked at the master in confusion: "Master, it's so cold." ”

The old man looked at the outside of the broken temple with a serious face, and said word by word: "The beneficial monster blood beast has come to the door." "It seems that at least in the Bone Forging Realm, the former Sage Witch King, there is still some knowledge of this.

As if to match the old man's words, the night wind changed again, becoming a powerful black blood qi, whistling through the loopholes in the four broken walls.

The blood qi gathered in front of the fire, turning into a black giant wolf, more than three feet high, with a pair of blood-red wolf eyes, which looked hideous and terrifying, looking at the old man and Xiao Yuan, who was obviously frightened, looked at the master and apprentice, and with his appearance, the temperature in the entire temple dropped a few points again.

The old man knew that with his current cultivation situation, he couldn't compete with this powerful blood beast at all, and he couldn't even parry the other party's breath, and there was only one hope in his heart to see if he could find a chance to send Xiao Yuan away, and he turned his heart sideways, closed his mouth, and began to recite the sacrificial words, the beads hanging on his neck with the sound of the sacrificial words emitted cyan light one after another, with many characters, reflecting on the blood beast black wolf, and fixed him for a moment.

At the same time, the old man burst out with great power, threw Xiao Yuan out of the temple through the hole, and pounced on himself, and a broken witch appeared behind him, which was shattered in the raging flames.

The blood beast black wolf obviously didn't expect that this meat that reached its mouth would suddenly burst out with such power, and it was also very angry, and struggled to break free with a howl.

The old man hugged the black wolf, and the raging cyan flames shrouded the witch body, the flesh and the black wolf together, thinking in his heart, if the witch body was completely broken, he would have died of old age, how could he have the opportunity to become a wasted person, just now I wanted to use words to stop this monster who didn't know much, and the life and death pass only hoped to kill the black wolf, so that he couldn't chase Xiao Huiyuan.

After Xiaoyuan was thrown out of the broken temple by Keats, he fell to the ground like a cloud. The old man's strength was just right, and he landed on the ground with both feet, standing firmly.

But Xiaoyuan did not escape, but turned around to look at the broken temple from the hole, looking at the master with a serene and quiet expression in the cyan flames, his heart was sad, regardless of the eyes urging him to escape, he was about to turn over the hole and go in to rescue the master.

But at this time, the black wolf, which was surrounded by cyan flames, burst out with a strong blood beast demonic aura on his body, which was as black as ink and tumbling like water, not only pressing the cyan flames to become shorter and smaller, like a candle in the wind, but also freezing Xiao Yuan outside the temple there.

Xiao Yuan watched the situation in the temple, but his body was stiff and cold, he tried his best, and he couldn't move a bit, in his eagerness, Xiao Yuan began to pray to the witch god in his heart: "The omnipotent witch god, I am willing to sacrifice my life to sacrifice the great existence and save the master, if I can save the master, Xiao Yuan will spend the rest of his life as a cow and a horse to repay the witch god......"

Suddenly, countless starlight converged in front of Xiao Yuan's eyes, and a witch god who was all condensed by starlight, with a solemn appearance, a clear face, and a jade bottle in his palm appeared, his voice was grand and vicissitudes, and it seemed to sound in every corner of the far soul: "If there is a witch god in the heart, the witch will always exist." ”

Then Xiao Yuan saw that, with a flick of the hand of the jade bottle, infinite starlight descended, seemingly covering the entire sacrificial temple, but every star. But it fell on the black wolf, and the old man who was close to him was not hurt at all. In an instant, the black wolf was reduced to ashes in the immeasurable starlight.

The great witch god who beckoned, flicked his fingers on the jade bottle again, and a few drops of dew flew out, turning into sweet rain and floating on the cyan flames. The flames were poured by the rain, and all of them were directly extinguished, and where the old man's body was burned to expose his bones, the flesh and blood came back to life, and the new skin grew heavy, and the face that was originally rapidly aging gradually stopped and began to recover.

However, the old man had already fallen into a coma, and he did not wake up for a while.