On the hardest day, night finally fell.

The blood moon gradually came out, the yin qi between heaven and earth increased, and ten thousand ghosts poured out, and the destination was directly to Yin'an City, where human beings gathered.

At the gates of the major cities, the guards and ghost detergents were strictly guarded, keeping an eye on any abnormal movements that might occur at any time.

The trees not far away were ethereal in the red moonlight, and the shadows of the trees reflected on the ground stood still, like a alien monster waiting to attack.

An extremely subtle cicada cry suddenly sounded, and then a small insect like a black dot flew up from the bushes and quickly left into the distance.

The bushes shook slightly, and the shadows of the trees swayed with a very soft sound.

This almost negligible sound broke the dead silence like a command, allowing all the forces hidden in the darkness to be dispatched in an instant.

Standing on the observation deck above the city gate, Han Tao and Yan Qiyuan, who were both wearing armor and carrying weapons at their waists, were talking about something in pairs, when suddenly Han Tao sensed that something was wrong around them.

Han Tao's face froze, and he quickly turned his head to look down and a few miles away.

His eyes were sharp, the cold was pressing, and he showed a bit of a breathtaking aura in the blood-red moonlight, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted: "Meet the enemy!"

On the city gate, the guards and ghost detergents who were guarding inside and outside heard this, and their expressions became more and more vigilant, and they raised their weapons one after another, looking at the darkness ahead.

Darkness obscures all the unknown, adding a touch of mystery and weirdness.

Despite Han Tao's command, he didn't hear any noise around him, and he didn't see anything outside.

Everyone's tense nerves were just about to relax, when a hermit suddenly noticed something, and he said with a frightened expression, "They're already here!"

As he spoke, the hermit flew back a few steps as if fleeing for his life.

Several other guards close to the hermit held halberds in their hands and looked at each other with confused expressions, and the next moment, a strange scene appeared.

It was as if an invisible hand had harvested the lives of these guards in the blink of an eye.

One scream after another rang out, and their bodies were cut by an invisible blade, and the plasma burst out and splashed into the air, shimmering with a faint red light against the background of the blood-colored moonlight.

Immediately, thick red blood poured on the ground, staining a piece of soil in front of the city gate, or splashing on the city gate and city walls.

One corpse after another fell to the ground, and everyone died in an instant, caught off guard.

There was a panic inside and outside the city gate, and the guards and ghost deterrence masters shouted "vigilance" one after another.

The executioners in the dark night appeared, their bodies ghostly, their bodies full of ghostly energy, greedily absorbing the yin qi supplied to them by heaven and earth in the night of the middle yuan.

Tonight, if the ghosts kill more people, the more evil qi they can have, and the evil qi and the yin qi of the blood night will merge with each other, and transform into ghost energy, and you can upgrade your own ghost level.

This is a bloodthirsty feast, and it belongs exclusively to the ghost beings of the ghost world.

But it's a nightmare for humanity.

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The four gates of the southeast, north, and west all poured into the attacking wild ghosts, and after the initial panic, the ghost deterrent division and the guards quickly divided labor and cooperated.

The ghost deterrent division is the main attack, the guards are the main defense, the division of labor and cooperation, compared with the ghost attack on the city a few days ago, the combat effectiveness is obviously stronger.

Methodically, steadily, and unhurriedly repel wave after wave of invading enemies.

At this time in Xiangfu, many clansmen gathered in the blood sacrifice field of Xiangfu.

In addition to the descendants of the Xiang clan, the side branches also came.

More than 2,600 years ago, the 10,000-character array once gathered the ghost-intimidating aura of thousands of Xiang tribesmen to kill the ancestors and ghosts in the formation, and after generations of Xiang people improved the 10,000-character array, there is no need to go through such a lot of trouble now.

The more and more Xiang people no longer need to deliberately practice the ghost deterrent technique, and as long as they are near the formation, the formation can automatically gather and pull out enough power to kill the sacrifice.

This change is specially designed for the sacrificial moon fence.

The power it erupted from was naturally not comparable to when it subdued the Ancestor Demon.

But it is more than enough to deal with the moon fence.

Many members of the Xiang tribe took their seats on three sides, and several lanterns were lit around each side, which were brightly lit to illuminate the altar high in front of them.

On the sacrificial table, the red sacrificial candles on the left and right sides were burning vigorously, and in the center was a bloody ghost head that had just been cut off.

This powerful ghost was sent by Luo Zi'an, a fresh and hot ghost head, who died when Fang just invaded the city.

Xiang Qian sat on the right side of the altar, and next to him, next to him was Xiang Fu.

Xiangfu was extremely excited at this time, and his eyebrows couldn't hide his excitement and joy.

This blood sacrifice, the Xiang clan has been looking forward to it for more than 600 years, and now it is finally going to be realized, this sacrifice is complete, and the shackles that have bound the Xiang clan for more than 2,000 years will finally be completely lifted!

A more dazzling tomorrow is about to welcome the Xiang people!

There are so many clansmen here who are in a similar mood to Xiang Fu at the moment, and everyone feels that there is not much suspense about this blood sacrifice, as long as the dust settles, there will be nothing to stop the Xiang clan from rising stronger.

Among them, there is only one person, but it is different.

Xiangqian.

Xiangqian was worried, whether this blood sacrifice was successful or not, he would not be happy to see it happen in the end.

He was worried not only about the fate of the Xiang clan, but also about his son Xiangyu.

Because he knows......

Xiangyu likes moon fences.

The fate entanglement between them is no longer a blood sacrifice, or a word "love" can be sorted out clearly.

"Zi disturbed ......" Xiangqian couldn't help but look at the entrance.

As soon as he moved his gaze, he saw a short, jade-colored figure appear.

Xiangqian's eyes trembled, and he looked fixedly behind Xiangyu, who looked like a three-year-old child.

Wearing a bright red sacrificial dress, the moon fence is green and silky, with a hairpin between the buns, and a chicken blood jade ear pendant is hung on the left and right ears, flashing with a dark red light under the blood-red moonlight.

His lips were smeared with vermilion, and he smiled.

The eyebrows are red, and they are like cinnabar moles, adding a bit of enchanting charm to the beauty.

Two cage smoke eyebrows, such as the landscape in the painting, along the landscape, under it are two clear and flexible eyes, ripple marks ripple at will, suddenly feel the spring breeze coming, its heart and spleen;

With every step she took, there was a clanging sound under her feet.

And with each sound, a cold fragrance of hedge flowers wafted out of her body, rippling and floating in the air, bringing another palpitation.

Unconsciously, the Blood Sacrifice Field, which was still a little noisy, suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes stopped on the fiery red figure behind Xiangyu.

The little man who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

The moon fence also stopped.

Xiangyu turned around slowly, looked directly at the moon fence, with a childish milk voice, but asked in a cold tone: "Moon fence, are you afraid?"