In the dreary atmosphere, although Situ Qianjian's voice was coherent, it was already extremely weak.

"There is a chance to kill Long Xiuzhu's companions who went to the Holy Demon Cave as soon as possible, and don't leave a corpse!"

Situ Qianjian's warning puzzled everyone, and they listened to him again: "In case of male, Yue Qimei, Tong Qiuyue, Ye Jintian... They will all be sacrifices for the dragon to cultivate and cultivate. ”

He stared at Wen Yiming deadly, and said: "Every sacrifice is forced to sacrifice to provide cultivation for it, and the martial arts of the sacrifice will be passed on to him, if Long Xiuzhu's cultivation is too much higher than you, it will be difficult for you to compete." ”

Wen Yiming's heart was cold, not only because this method was weird and cruel enough, but also because the beneficiary could have the best martial arts, he clearly knew the powerful martial arts of those people, if Long Xiuzhu got a few super control martial arts, let alone resist, he would be lucky not to be tortured and killed.

At this time, Tong Qiang said nervously: "Tong Qiuyue and Long Xiuzhu have a good relationship, they are like brothers and sisters!" He would never do that..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Situ Qianjian's sneer, "Although I haven't been at the altar in the past few years, the Templars can regularly enjoy high-level news anytime and anywhere, just because of the absolute loyalty of a puppet like us, like a brother and sister?" You were also the seventh son of the altar, who knows Longhua, right? Before he got out of the Holy Demon Cave, he became Long Xiuzhu's cultivation resource. ”

Without waiting for the stunned Tong Qiang to reply, he gasped and sneered: "Long Hua is his half-brother, who is Tong Qiuyue his?" Long Xiuzhu is indeed affectionate, but he pays more attention to his own martial arts path, and you already know the secret of his practical sacrifice to improve his cultivation, otherwise he will not desperately escape from the altar, you know your future fate. ”

Tong Qiang did not answer, he admitted that there was a reason for this, but the disappointment of Tong Qiuyue and the guilt of Wen Yiming also accounted for a large part.

Situ Qianjian sighed, "There are not many people left in Long Xiuzhu's Holy Soul team, if he doesn't enjoy it, those people will also kill each other, because they can all enjoy the sacrifices, how can Long Xiuzhu cheapen others." Besides, who wants to be someone else's cultivation resource? The cruelty in this is difficult to understand without personal experience. ”

He glanced at Tong Qiang, who was hanging his head, and sneered: "One wrong step, one wrong step, your sister probably didn't expect this to be the situation, using your parents and brothers, it can be regarded as doing everything, you are innocent of death, don't be soft then, even if you leave the altar, you are still the target of the sacrifice." ”

Looking at the bulging green tendons on Tong Qiang's cheeks, Wen Yiming suddenly remembered the guess he had made about Tong Qiang, and hurriedly asked: "Senior Situ, Tong Qiang was filled into the seventh son of the altar by Long Zhengu, it can't be an ordinary person, is there a secret in this?" ”

Situ Qiandao's face was like a skeleton, with little flesh and blood, and he looked at Wen Yiming's gaze with appreciation, and said hoarsely: "Yes, Long Zhengu accidentally discovered that he had the talent of the Soul of Rock, but it was difficult to activate." ”

"Soul of the Rock !!"

Wen Yiming was shocked, this talent is no longer recorded on the mainland, and he also browsed it in the temple collection, and he also had a real meaning at that time. Got a lot of kinky.

Everyone knew that he understood as soon as they saw Wen Yiming's expression, but Situ Qianjian was about to dissipate his vitality, so he didn't ask.

"It seems that your trip to Amani's Cliffs has not been in vain!" Situ Qianjian's breath was weak, and he said slowly: "I don't know much either..."

He took out a folded parchment from the ring with difficulty, and said: "Where the altar is located, you can try to sneak in, Long Xiuzhu is likely to inherit the Holy Demon Suit, this period is the weakest time for defense, Long Zhengu and the others will definitely personally guard, and have the opportunity to kill the sacrifice as much as possible." ”

"And..."His eyes were almost dry in his sunken eyes, revealing a faint light, looking at Tong Qiang and gritting his teeth, "Take your parents away, this is the reason why the Holy Altar is not afraid of you leaving at all... Ahem..."

"Uh..." Situ Qianjian couldn't speak anymore, his whole body dried up quickly, he couldn't see a trace of water, and his teeth clenched and his voice trembled: "Help... Help... I killed Dragon, Shock, and Lonely ......"

There was a dense and soft click, and Liang Zhi's arm that grabbed Situ Qianjian shattered into powder, and the tattered clothes slipped from between his fingers.

Wen Yiming waved his hand to summon a jade box, hurriedly brought the ashes into it, and then handed it to Liang Zhi with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Liang Zhi senior..."

Liang Zhi sighed, full of loss, and waved his hand: "You can take him back to Shuangcheng personally, and ...... I am a disciple of Feng Yi, and I heard Kutama say that his old man has always regarded you as a disciple, and he is called a senior brother! ”

Then he glanced at him, took a deep breath and said: "I heard Elder Zu say about Shu Jianfeng, he is not worthy of being your master, we have no seniority difference, of course, you still think that you are a disciple of Shuangcheng!" ”

"Of course!"

Wen Yiming is not ambiguous, the two cities have not changed, what has changed is the hearts of the people of the two cities.

Moreover, Feng Shun was buried in Mengshan, now Wan Jian Peak, this is an elder who makes him extremely respectful, Liang Zhi's words are like recognizing apprentices on behalf of the teacher, with his current cultivation, he does not reject the slightest, but his heart is very warm, it can be said that the person who really took him on the road of the strong is undoubtedly Feng Shun, the old man.

He kept all this in his mind when he told him the information of the selfless mind, provided him with the tips of the little creatures, and led him to the path of the gun's intent, and the book spirit ravaged the Hidden Scripture Pavilion without being held accountable, but instead concealed it from him.

Thinking of all this, he inevitably felt heavy in his heart, and looked at the jade box in his hand, feeling more and more sad.

Almost all the people in the twin cities who made him feel infinitely good were legends, Situ Qianjian two hundred years ago, the deceased Feng Wei was still like this, and today's Liang Zhi is also a legend, but their lives are ill-fated and enduring.

At this moment, he once again recalled that Feng rebelled to death, and raised his sword to look at the north, which was the place where the prestige of the Twin Cities Patriarch was far and wide.

Situ Qiandao's fate is even worse, he has not been able to rest for two hundred years, he has been manipulated, and at the last moment of his life, he still does not forget to return to the twin cities, perhaps this is the only place he can think of with memories.

A legend, who died in Qingyun Castle for the first time, is hard to pay for his ambitions; The last revival of vitality still leaves with hatred and regret.

The moment Wen Yiming put away the jade box, a scene of the destruction of the altar was born in his mind.

Holding tightly the only parchment left of Situ Qianjian, which was the secret entrance to the altar.

Do you want to take advantage of the excellent time of the Dragon Cultivation Bamboo Inheritance Holy Demon Set to invade the altar? He's weighing!

Destroying the Altar is definitely not possible at the moment, his goal is neither to attack the Altar, nor to kill those few so-called sacrifices, but to take away the Tongshan couple!

This is the top priority, the reason is very simple, if Long Xiuzhu coerced Tong Qiang with Tong Shan and his wife, the character of the latter would inevitably compromise.

If Tong Qiang was sacrificed by him, he knew very well that if he competed with Long Xiuzhu at the same level, he would already be blessed by the gods if he could not be killed.

The Soul of the Rock's talent is too strong to be deprived of it, and it is unimaginable.

(End of chapter)