Even from a distance, he could feel that the fire element surging from that knife was releasing his own energy, and under the cover of the night, the red light and the silver light reflected each other, reflecting the thrilling power and beauty. I don't know why I suddenly thought of Xi Xiao smiling and saying to himself that he promised that he could find the remaining two artifacts, so-and-so couldn't help but stare at the silver scimitar a few more times, how to look at it and how to think that it looked like the knife among the four major artifacts.

Fortunately, Xi's hand holding the scimitar has not been put down, so he can completely let so-and-so take a closer look at the knife. Gradually, the silver light that made up the knife slowly faded, and all the patterns on the scimitar's body were clearly visible under the light of its own firepower, the silver lightning-like patterns, the smooth lines of the blade and the silver handle that almost merged with the blade, coupled with the quiet and peaceful atmosphere on this scimitar that did not match its great power, it was more appropriate to say that this knife was not so much a murder weapon to be worn on the battlefield as a work of art placed in a museum.

Staring at the ring of the silver scimitar with so-and-so thought more than so-and-so, she unconsciously glanced at the dragon tooth sword that had been hanging around her waist with a faint murderous aura, and then glanced at the clean and excessive silver scimitar in Xi's hand, although the breath on the knife was clean and almost like a newborn knife, but its texture still had some traces with the passage of time, as well as those inconspicuous scars on the knife body that would not be found at all if you didn't look carefully, Huanluo was almost certain that this knife was a war knife that had gone through countless wars and not only taken out for people to see at the sacrifice。

It seems to be saved, the heart that has been hanging in the air because of the dragon tooth sword has finally been put down a little, and he doesn't require the dragon teeth to be clean and clear, like a silver scimitar, like a newborn, but asking for dragon teeth can wash away a murderous aura, this request should not be too much, right?

So-and-so and Huanluo were thinking so crankily, and there was finally a trace of movement on the altar of the night ghost. As the movement of the silver knife in Xi's hand finally stopped, Su Yi, who didn't know that he came from the mysterious passage, wore a set of leather robes with complex patterns but absolutely natural workmanship, and followed behind the three-meter-tall night ghost patriarch who had seen him before, and slowly stepped on the altar along the steps below the altar.

Behind them, there is also a big push of so-and-so who doesn't know the night ghost clan at all, most of them look no different from ordinary night ghosts, the tall man and the dark skin and the almost identical robe on the body make it impossible to tell who they are who they are, but this matter is not within the jurisdiction of so-and-so, as an audience, she only needs to shut up and be silent is the greatest cooperation with this sacrifice.

As the patriarch walked up to the stage step by step and came to Xi's side, Xi, who had been looking at the sky with both eyes, finally turned his eyes back to look at the patriarch, and the patriarch looked at Xi unceremoniously, his hands hidden under the robe slowly stretched out, took the silver scimitar in Xi's hand, and slowly walked a few steps to the old witch who was still closed in the center of the altar, holding the scimitar in both hands, and solemnly knelt down on one knee at the old witch.

As the patriarch knelt down on one knee, the heir Su Yi who followed behind the patriarch and the so-called night ghost elders who stood in two lines behind the stage also slowly knelt down in the direction of the stage with a solemn face, and at the same time began to chant incantations together with the night ghost crowd who were constantly chanting strange spells on the side, and the night ghost crowd saw that their leaders were all kneeling to the goddess of the forest, and they knelt down unequivocally directly on the uneven ground under their knees.

The spell that came out of the harmony of everyone was set off with a natural incitement and infectious effect in such a night and such an environment, at least the current so-and-so was shocked by this mysterious dancing god aura, and even whispered with his own exhalation, and the brain's reaction was also two beats slower, until the ring that had already knelt down with the large team pulled her clothes hard and pulled her clothes hard, she came back to her senses and quickly bent down the knee of the attack, and knelt on the ground with remedial speed.

Fortunately, all the attention of the night ghosts was on the old witch's body, and for a while no one noticed the human standing in that inconspicuous corner, of course, this may also be due to the fact that so-and-so is particularly small in the night ghost group, but, ahem, let's not delve into it.

When everyone knelt down and chanted the incantation until her mouth was dry, the old witch finally opened her eyes in the fiery little eyes that the night ghosts were looking forward to, different from the deep or dark eyes that so-and-so saw in the night ghost clan, the old witch's eyes were full of traces of time like her long white hair and wrinkles on her face, so cloudy that it was almost impossible to see where her visual focus was, but as soon as she opened her eyes, an indescribable aura was fully transmitted from her not too tall body, and even the night ghost patriarch who knelt in front of her with an equally powerful aura was instantly shocked by her, and his head lowered a little。

The old witch moved her neck like a muscle, and her unhurried movements seemed to have completely failed to see the silver scimitar handed over by the patriarch, and it took a whole week for the old witch to stop calmly, but her eyes were not on the patriarch's body, but looked around, until she saw the direction of so-and-so hidden behind the tree and the direction of the ring falling, and then stopped turning her gaze, and the corners of her mouth raised a subtle arc.

"Ancient ......" The old witch slowly raised her hand, and a low female voice came out of her throat, as the old witch's order was given, all the night ghosts who chanted spells slowly reduced their voices, and the air around them was quiet for a moment, and all eyes were focused on the old witch, staring carefully at her every move.

The old witch didn't care about those glances, she calmly reached out the silver scimitar that she picked up from the patriarch's hand, and her eyes motioned for Xi to come forward, Xi also followed the old witch's example and stood up unhurriedly, holding the old witch's elbow and slowly letting her stand up. The old witch held the silver scimitar in both hands in the direction of the sky, turned slowly, and bowed respectfully to face the big tree on the thick and excessive night ghost lawn.