In the Moon Demon Palace, Lan Jianghe was studying his "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand".

The eldest disciple, Wu Cheng, stood at His Highness.

The whole hall was gloomy, just him and Lan Jianghe, Wu Cheng didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the master, the "Heavenly Demon Festival" was about to arrive, and Uncle Shi's name had not yet appeared, I was afraid that it would be a vicious battle, how was the master going to deal with it, and was there a chance of victory?

After a long time, Lan Jianghe sighed softly and opened his mouth to break the silence: "Wu Cheng, I remember that you were there when Lihan died?" ”

Wu Cheng bowed and replied, "Yes, Master, I am here." ”

What's more, it was the "Heavenly Demon Sacrifice", all the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect should be present, the master and uncle broke out, the sect master was invincible, Jing Hongtian's disciples died, and the descendants descended, although twenty years have passed, everything that happened that day seems to have happened in front of me in retrospect.

But he didn't dare to say more, he knew that the master was just starting up, and there was something to say later.

Sure enough, Lan Jianghe frowned, and his face was confused: "Do you say that it is possible that this 'Heavenly Demon Holy Hand' is not actually a holy soul, but a cold primordial god?" ”

"How is that possible? It looks like it's a holy spirit......"

Wu Cheng was taken aback, and then thought that the master had this guess and it was probably not temporary, the contact with the master was interrupted after the holy soul in the "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand" came back from the dead, and the master tried to re-subdue it when its strength recovered a little, and he tried many times over the years, but the demon blood chain always couldn't lock it, Wu Cheng had always thought that it was because it had been subdued by the master, if it was actually a human elemental god...... Naturally, it is impossible to react to the demonic text.

The corners of Lan Jianghe's eyes twitched involuntarily, and said, "Maybe that old guy secretly passed on his spell of changing the appearance of the original god, so that he could shrink here and pretend." You know, my good brother has always been eccentric. ”

This Wu Cheng is not easy to judge, but since the master has this concern, he has already guessed what his old man will do with that holy soul next.

Lan Jianghe slowly touched the extremely complex textures on the "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand", and said to himself, "Could this be the case?" The real body is dead. Yuan Shen is living so aggrieved? It really doesn't look like he'd do it. "If Li Han had such a scheming, he wouldn't have been the sect master for ten years and would be killed by him and Li Ming.

"Twenty years, my patience has been exhausted by you, let's try again, if you are disobedient, you can only give up."

That being said, Lan Jianghe didn't want such a result, especially since he had already torn his face with Li Ming at this time, although this little thing in the "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand" was weak, it could play a key role in his victory over Li Ming.

Lan Jianghe used his own blood this time.

If you can accept it smoothly. He can communicate with the other person's mind, strengthen himself with the help of the other person's power, and even drive it to obey his own orders.

There was a faint fishy smell in the air, and after Lan Jianghe finished sketching the last stroke, several magic texts flickered, and flew to the "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand" in a whirlwind, and a cloud of black mist gushed out from the magic weapon, and its body slowly elongated in the air. Except for a slight thinness, he looked like the other two Holy Souls.

Because the magic weapon it resides in is being held in the hand of the Lan Jiang River, this black mist circles around the Lan Jiang River, and it is about to drill back into the "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand".

Lan Jianghe snorted coldly. Raising his hand, he sacrificed the blood ring that had been formed, and hit the black mist when he landed, trapping its body.

It's like a black dragon being shackled, and Wu Cheng doesn't dare to stare at it. I saw that the half-cut tail of the holy soul swayed uncontrollably in mid-air, as if sweeping over Lan Jianghe's cheeks, and then slammed it. Then, as if he was greatly attracted, his attitude towards Lan Jianghe suddenly became closer, turned around and rushed towards him, and threw himself into his arms, and then scattered into a flocculent mist and condensed again behind him.

Wu Cheng couldn't help but look dumbfounded,...... Is this done?

A trace of doubt flashed on Lan Jianghe's face, it seemed that the spell was successful, he had subdued this holy soul, why did he just feel that a trace of cool mist seemed to be pouring into his head, which was very different from the feeling of the other two holy souls connected to his divine sense?

Is it really because it was seriously injured once, so it has changed?

Lan Jianghe didn't let his guard down, he tried to give an order in his mind with his mind: "Go back to the 'Heavenly Demon Holy Hand'!" ”

The holy soul around him "swished" and drilled back into the "Heavenly Demon Holy Hand", which surprised even Lan Jianghe himself, he stopped, and couldn't help laughing loudly for a while, and said while laughing: "You are too weak, okay, have a good rest, and wait until the 'Heavenly Demon Sacrifice' to fight for some qi by yourself." ”

Wu Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, and bent down to congratulate him with a happy face: "Congratulations to Master for successfully subduing the Holy Soul." ”

Lan Jianghe smiled, and quickly recovered to an indifferent expression: "It is said that the Holy Soul can only communicate with the ancient magic text, and it doesn't seem to be the case, if you don't scare it, it will also have trouble with the teacher." Okay, you go and prepare for the 'Heavenly Demon Sacrifice', this time if your uncle knows each other, I will take the opportunity to open the Heavenly Demon Hall and see what the old guy has left inside." Hmph, he's best acquainted! ”

There are different theories about how the "Heavenly Demon Sacrifice" came about, it is an important ritual handed down by the Heavenly Demon Sect since the day of its establishment, the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect are just ordinary festivals, and the "Heavenly Demon Sacrifice" is a very important festival for them, including sacrifices to the Heavenly Demons, etc., the successive sect masters need to be carefully prepared, and they dare not have the slightest contempt.

Now the name is gone, and the whole Lanjianghe is the master.

According to the regulations, the location of the "Heavenly Demon Sacrifice" is set on the Heavenly Demon Island where Jing Hongtian originally lived, and the Heavenly Demon Sect has not had many newcomers in the past ten years, everyone is very familiar with the surrounding environment of the Heavenly Demon Island, everything refers to the last time, Wu Cheng took a few henchmen to arrange for a few days, and the return Lan Jianghe was ready, and it was the day of the "Heavenly Demon Sacrifice" in a blink of an eye.

During the day, there was no movement in the sea area near here, and as soon as it got dark, all the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect left the island where they were located and gathered towards the Heavenly Demon Island.

The moon rises above the sea, and it is a full moon.

There is no fog on the sea, and the sky is cloudless, originally such a full moon night is the easiest to provoke demons and monsters, but because of the relationship between the "Heavenly Demon Festival" tonight, those large and small islands and underwater are clean, revealing their true colors.

Even the Moon Demon Hall was no exception, and those vines and demon insects were all hiding somewhere.

In the Moon Demon Palace, Lan Jianghe woke up from his meditation and released his divine sense.

Because of the relationship between the exercises and the subduing of the demon soul, his divine sense could extend far away on such a night, easily covering and exceeding the large sea area where the Heavenly Demon Sect was located.

Everything is normal, Li Ming has not returned.

Lan Jianghe opened his eyes, his gaze was cold, it was not early, it was time for him to leave for Heavenly Demon Island.

Lan Jianghe stood up, and in order to show his solemnity, he changed into the black robe worn by the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he was too short, this robe almost covered the instep. Let's do it for now, and after tonight, he can change his clothes.

There are also countless treasures and exercises that the old guy specially left for burial, and even the know-how of advancing to the middle stage of the god transformation.

He packed up, cast a spell, frowned and looked himself from head to toe again, made sure that it was correct, and left the Moon Demon Palace. Li Ming will definitely come back tonight, although he has three holy souls in his hands, he must also go all out, success or failure in this move, leaving the god clone in case he doesn't have to think about anything.

The distance from the Moon Demon Temple to the Heavenly Demon Island is a matter of time for the gods, and the Lan Jiang River stands still on the Demonless Island and looks up at the island.

Under the bright moonlight, the Heavenly Demon Hall is particularly mysterious and majestic, there is a statue of a god in the center of the top of the hall, the facial features of the statue are blurred, the body looks like it is standing up to the sky, and the wings are completely open, as if it has landed directly from the fairy world.

Before the name comes, tonight's "Heavenly Demon Festival" will be presided over by him alone for the first time.

Lan Jianghe turned his head and looked around, in fact, he didn't need to look at him to know that at this time, around the Heavenly Demon Island, the sea was already full of sect disciples from near to far, only Yuan Ying cultivator could go to the island, and he was the only elder who could move around freely.

Lan Jianghe grimaced, and said in a deep voice: "Today is the big day of the sect, the strength of all of us and others comes from the gift of the Great Heavenly Demon, according to the rules of the door, all those who are absent from the 'Heavenly Demon Sacrifice' for no reason, no matter what kind of profession, will immediately abolish their cultivation and expel them from the Heavenly Demon Sect." Shang Min, what about your master, why hasn't anyone arrived at this time? ”

The person questioned by Lan Jianghe was on the island, not far from him at this time, and he was a Yuan Ying Quan.

Among the disciples of Li Mingzuo who were present, he was ranked first, so Lan Jianghe first ordered this person to ask for the guilt.

There was no sound in all directions, only the sound of water was heard.

Shang Min felt the killing intent of the other party, and did not dare to move lightly, and replied honestly: "Back to the master, the master did not tell him where he was going before leaving, only said that he would return today, and there is still a short time before the start of the 'Heavenly Demon Sacrifice', maybe his old man can still come on time." ”

Lan Jianghe didn't speak, his murderous aura froze, and many people's eyes couldn't help but quietly look at the shadow cast on the ground by the Great Heavenly Demon God Statue.

The moon was slowly rising, and the shadows naturally moved with it, so after a quarter of an hour, the needles on the Heavenly Demon Island could be heard, and many primordial babies felt that their heads were gradually sweating, and the shadow of the god statue suddenly shook slightly.

Lan Jianghe Huo Ran raised his head, and was about to speak, when an extremely strong aura approached from afar, the void shook, and a white-bearded old man stepped out, his feet standing firmly in a figure of eight, it was Li Ming.

The two confronted each other, Lan Jianghe couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, if the other party came a moment and a half early, he would definitely take the opportunity to attack and reprimand him, it is best to disturb his mind and make him angry, if it is a moment later, he can directly talk about the door rules, who knew that he was in such a coincidence.

At this moment, he couldn't say anything else to delay the business, so he had to say in a deep voice: "It's time, let's start." (To be continued......)