Ye Li and the puppet were both cultivators who had cultivated to the heavens, came out of the land of the underworld, stayed for half an hour, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a place full of barren fields and scattered trees. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a continuous cemetery.

The tombstones are neatly organized, and the surrounding flowers and plants have been eradicated, making it look like a cemetery.

Ye Li's gaze suddenly fell on a tombstone. A few words are written on the tombstone, Tomb of Duke Tsmich Boya.

Ye Xuan moved, and then asked, "Demon Puppet Paper, is this the place of sacrifice of the Tsmich Blood Clan?"

"Yes. The puppet didn't look at the neat rows of tombstones, but looked at the inconspicuous stele in the middle, and she suddenly said, "The Tsmich bloodline, like other bloods, likes to stay in the cold and damp tombs. Normally, they rarely go out if they are not for the purpose of sucking human blood. And this time, they sensed the impending killing tribulation in the dark, and in order to cope with the calamity and survive the calamity, they all went out to capture the human warriors and suck the blood of the human warriors to strengthen their own strength. ”

A killing machine emerged in the leaf centrifugation. He hated this kind of thing that people are not ghosts and ghosts. Especially this kind of thing that is not a human or a ghost is actually sucking a human warrior into a dried corpse in order to draw blood, which is even more unacceptable to Ye Li.

Ye Li took a step forward, glanced around and didn't find the entrance, and asked, "How did we enter the sacrificial place of the Tsmich Blood Clan?"

"Follow me. The puppet took Ye Li to the inconspicuous stele in the middle, stretched out his hand and struck it three times on the stele very rhythmically. The stele suddenly recessed, revealing a dark passageway.

"Let's go. ”

At that moment, Ye Li did not hesitate to follow the puppet into the passage.

The passage is made of stone blocks and is very rudimentary. A series of stone stairs lead to the inside of the tomb. The interior of the tomb is also made entirely of boulders, and the surrounding stone walls are carved with strange statues of the Blood, revealing the fangs of the Bloods like white bones.

Ye Li and the puppet didn't speak, they restrained their breath and quietly walked inside.

The tomb was dark and damp, and a pungent smell rushed to the nostrils. Slowly, the farther you go, the more light you get ahead. With these lights, Ye Li's face suddenly became a little difficult to look at. These little bits of light were emitted by the weak flames of the oil lamps on both sides of the walls. And these oil lamps are actually made of human skulls.

On both sides of the stone wall in front of them, dense oil lamps of human skulls emitted weak flames that could be blown out by the wind at any moment.

An eerie aura wafted through the tomb.

Ye Li's chest was surging. Killing people is not enough, but killing people and making the other party's head into an oil lamp is too much.

At this moment, the puppet suddenly condensed its voice into a line and passed it into Ye Li's ears: "Ye Li, let's observe the situation later, and then make a move." ”

Ye Li nodded lightly. After all, this is the place of sacrifice of the Tsmich bloodline, the place of the lair. He and the puppet are equivalent to going deep into the tiger's den in Longtan, and they must be cautious in every move, without the slightest carelessness. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to save Uncle Shi's subordinate Luo You, but he might also lose his own life.

Ye Li forcibly suppressed the monstrous killing intent in his chest, and his body was like a civet cat, following closely behind the puppet.

At that moment, Ye Li and the puppet walked quietly towards the tomb. The interior of this tomb is extremely spacious, and a passage goes straight to the inside, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Li and the puppet heard the sound coming from the front, and Ye Li sensed it, and found that the front seemed to be even more empty.

The puppet suddenly condensed his voice into a line again and conveyed it to Ye Li, saying that his blood was too special, and it was easy to be noticed by the Tsmich blood clan with a keen sense of smell if he approached rashly, so she approached first and observed the situation.

Ye Li nodded lightly.

The puppet's body scurried, like a bat in the night, and disappeared in place in an instant. Ye Li lurked aside, waiting for the puppet to return.

In a few moments, the puppet returned.

The puppet condensed his voice into a line and sent it into Ye Li's ears: "All the masters of the Tsmich Blood Clan have been dispatched, and only one prince and four dukes of the Blood Clan and more than a dozen Marquis of the Blood Clan have been left to guard the place of sacrifice. ”

Ye Centrifugal moved, relieved. If there was only one prince guarding here, he wouldn't be worried that he wouldn't be able to save Luo You. And if two or three princes were gathered in the sacrificial place, it would really make Ye Li feel an incomparably headache.

At that moment, Ye Li and the puppet didn't need to hide their whereabouts, and the two of them quickly approached the open space in front of them.

There is a cave in the open space ahead, which is hundreds of square meters in size. On the ground are all kinds of coffins, which are exquisitely crafted and exquisite.

Many of these coffins were opened, revealing the bottom of the coffin.

A large clearing is revealed in the middle of these coffins, and there is a stone trough in the clearing. On the stone trough is a guqin with a gloomy white color and a bone product. This guqin is somewhat similar to the Chinese zheng. Perhaps this is the sacred relic of the Tsmich bloodline, the bone harp.

Around the bone qin, several young men and women were tied up and thrown on the ground. His expression was sad, and his eyes showed despair. In addition to this, there were several non-human-shaped dried corpses on the ground. The dried corpses shrunk all over, their skin tightly wrapped around their bones, and there was not a trace of blood.

Several marquis of the Tsmich clan were busy lifting up a young man, and with a sharp knife in his hand, he slashed the young man's right wrist, and the blood flowed wildly, all falling on the bone lyre. The boiling blood fell on the pale bone qin, and immediately penetrated into the bone qin, where it was absorbed cleanly. The young man's face became more and more pale, but several blood clan marquis on the side sniffed their noses excitedly.

One of them, the Marquis of the Blood Clan, who was extremely pale, said with some regret: "It's a pity that these human beings have to be sacrificed to holy relics, otherwise we will be sucked by us, and our strength will definitely be able to improve one step and reach the peak of the Marquis." ”

The companions on the side nodded in agreement. The cultivation of these last few human martial artists is not weak, all of them are early stage martial artists of the Human Heaven and Human Realm, and the blood in their bodies is extremely special, which is definitely a great supplement for them as the Marquis of the Blood Clan. As for the few dried corpses on the ground, they are some of the middle or peak martial artists of the human race. They have been sacrificed alive to the holy relics of the clan.

"Next preparation. A marquis suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, the four Marquis of the Tsmich Blood Clan hurriedly lifted a young and beautiful Chinese woman from the ground, and sniffed it with their noses, their eyes showing a scorching light and a greedy look on their faces.

"Let go of Xiaoyou, if you want to sacrifice, you will sacrifice me. An embarrassed young Chinese man on the ground suddenly struggled and shouted loudly. His expression was hideous, miserable, and his face was desperate. Since being captured by these damn vampires, he has been deprived of even the opportunity to commit suicide, and can only watch as one human warrior after another is sacrificed alive.

These damn vampires have sacrificed several human warriors, and now they are going to sacrifice their sweethearts, which makes Chen Qi's heart like a knife, and his eyes are dripping with blood and tears.

A blood clan marquis with a pale face and a white bone fangs kicked Chen Qi heavily: "Damn, what are you in a hurry, it will be your turn to sacrifice this Huaxia woman immediately." ”

"Let go of her. Like a wounded beast, Chen Qi roared in despair: "You vampires, you have sacrificed me in advance. ”

A young and beautiful Chinese woman, Luo You didn't say a word from beginning to end, but a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of her eye. She is not afraid of death, but she doesn't want to see her sweetheart break her heart for herself, and she is extremely desperate.

The most hated word of the Bloods is this group of damned, self-righteous humans who always call them vampires.

The Marquis of the Blood Clan was furious, and stepped on Chen Qi's head with his foot, with a hideous smile on his face: "Damn human, I just want you to watch your beloved woman being sacrificed alive by us as a holy relic." ”

The four Blood Clan Dukes who were guarding around the Bone Qin watched coldly, in their eyes, it was a great honor for these human warriors to be sacrificed to the sacred relics of the clan.

A thin, shriveled duke with a wrinkled face suddenly said: "Take this Chinese woman and him" The shriveled old duke pointed to the man who was being sacrificed alive and said, "Let's sacrifice together." ”

"Nope. Chen Qi suddenly let out a terrible shout.

At this moment, the man who was sacrificed alive suddenly wanted to break free from the hands of the two blood marquis with a frightened face. The blood on his severed right wrist unexpectedly formed a straight line, as if the bone qin had some mysterious power, pulling his blood and flowing into the bone qin.

Before the man could resist, all the blood on his body was pulled out by the mysterious power, flowed into the bone qin, and was absorbed. This mysterious power also squeezed every flesh and blood on his body through the traction of blood, squeezed out the blood, flowed out and absorbed it.

Slowly, the man's hair turned gray and his pupils sunken, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant, reaching the age of old age. His slender and straight body also bent down suddenly at this moment, and his strong and strong muscles shrank in an instant, leaving only a layer of shriveled skin wrapped around the bones, which looked hideous and terrifying.

It didn't take long for the man to lose his breath and turn into a dried corpse with almost no flesh and blood.

On the side, Luo You, who was caught by the two marquis of the blood clan and was about to sacrifice to the bone qin, was frightened, and almost wanted to scatter.

Death is not terrible, but the way of death is more frightening than death itself.

Just as the Marquis of the Blood Clan was about to cut Luo You's right wrist, Ye Li, who had just witnessed the sacrifice to the bone qin, suddenly rushed out.

The rolling killing machine in Ye Li's chest suddenly burned like a raging fire. He turned his eyes around, and in an instant, he reached the back of the two marquis beside Luo You, and he used a dragon claw grab, and immediately pinched the necks of the two marquis of the blood clan, and used it violently.

"Click, click. The necks of the two Marquis of the Tsmich Blood Clan suddenly crooked, and they died of anger. Ye Li hugged Luo You's waist and immediately retreated.

At this time, the four dukes of Tsmich immediately discovered Ye Li and the puppet. These four dukes were powerful and shaped like electricity, and they instantly surrounded Ye Li and the puppets in the middle, and the shriveled old duke among them hissed a shrill and shrill voice, and asked angrily: "Who are you? ”

Ye Li said coldly: "Remember, the young master's name is Ye Li." Ye Li saw the tragic situation of the live sacrifice just now, and his heart was already moved with killing thoughts, and all these Tsmich bloodlines were going to die.