The door of the Yangjia sacrificial altar is on the edge of the entrance of the Xuanwu Cave.

There were a few servants of the Yang family, and they looked around for a moment, and then a female voice came from behind them, slightly impatient.

"You useless waste, have you found anything? Those two brothers are really ink, and they can't even catch a treasure. Cheer me up, don't be lazy. ”

Yang Mingming got out of the carriage, and she walked up to the altar on foot, her shoe stepping on an arrow, exuding a cold and cold air.

The sky above the altar was dark and red, and a dull aura rendered in the air. The Yang family crest shook a few times, and she felt that something was squirming under the floor, and in an instant, the dozens of red tentacles pulled these Yang family members into the Xuanwu Cave one by one.

Yang Mingming's hands and legs were restrained, and a trace of unhappiness and panic fell from her pupils, and even her voice became trembling: "What is this.... You group of wastes shouldn't have shouted out the monsters inside, those two brothers are simply the scum of the Yang family. Waste a group of people ....."

The wind whistled in his ears, the minced flesh fell from the sky, and many servants lost consciousness in an instant when they hit their heads on the rock wall, and even more their bodies were broken by a sharp long sword, and half of their bodies slammed into Yang Mingming, knocking her into a daze. A group of people fell into the Xuanwu Cave, and there was silence inside, without anyone or any spirit beasts.

The stones that had collapsed above fell one by one, along with the mud and sand. That little bit of sunlight stole over, waking up a lot of black bats, and they pounced on the rest of the Yang family one by one.

"What are these things, they are so big, they all survived by eating human flesh and the flesh of spirit animals. Oh, my God! ~"One of the younger ones was the first to lose his breath, and a half-cut body was lying at his feet, and a black bat pounced on it, making a sound of chewing meat. The sound was harsh, his ears were clenched, his legs were still throbbing, and his heart was like a deathly panic.

"No.... No, Miss Yang, we can't die here, it's too evil here, let's get out of here as soon as possible! ”

There were almost endless voices of wailing and pleading, and most of the surviving people were children of families who had never experienced actual combat. As soon as they met the black bats, they panicked, not knowing where they were.

Yang Mingming rose from the ground, a pink snake wrapped around her wrist, showing a vicious gaze in the darkness. As soon as the whip fell, the black bat closest to her fell to the ground with a "whoosh", breaking one of its wings.

Lying on the ground, he could only communicate with her with his eyes.

"Beasts dare to shout at me here, if you have the ability, you can go together, my Yang family is a hunter, will you still be afraid of you spirit beasts?"

Those black bats had just seen the power of the pink thunderwhip, and they didn't dare to act rashly. Little by little, they retreated to the rock wall, they waited, waiting for the opportunity.

At this time, on the other side of the rock wall, there was a small cave, where the two brothers of the Yang family were hiding. Yang Ming said: "This Yang Ming Tea really has a set, and he is not afraid of those black bats." ”

"Brother, you still have the heart to praise her." Yang Xin was a little speechless.