The poisonous insect on his body, Yi Yan immediately felt the stinging pain, and he wanted to slap the poisonous insect on the poisonous insect to death.

The four fat men next to him instantly tightened the chains when they saw his movements, stopping his movements.

Unable to move, Yi Yan instantly mobilized his aura and raised the temperature of his skin to 100 degrees.

But just when he thought that the poisonous insect would be scalded to death, the poisonous insect that encountered the aura was even more crazy, and the crawling speed was as agile as an athlete who had taken an excitatory drug.

Finding out that something was wrong, of him

Immediately retracted the aura, but in just two seconds, the poisonous insects had already crawled all over his legs.

The poisonous insects that climbed up immediately opened their mouths and bit down when they found the gap, and the fangs in their mouths were tightly hooked on Yi Yan's skin like barbs, and no matter how he swung them, he couldn't shake them off.

The pain of the bite of the insects was like a needle prick, and there was a burning pain, as if a million red-hot embroidery needles were constantly drilling into his body.

The intense pain made Yi Yan's legs twitch uncontrollably, but he could only watch as poisonous insects crawled all over his body, injecting deadly venom into his body.

Poisonous insects crawled across his abdomen, chest, neck and cheeks, and finally engulfed his body.

Leave no gaps.

The pain was severe in every pore of his body, and Yi Yan could even feel the centipede burrowing into his nostrils and ears, and hear the sound of the centipede crawling.

The inhuman torture made his consciousness begin to blur, and his body collapsed weakly.

The poisonous insects that were still trying to climb up immediately pounced on him when they saw him fall, like zombies moving at the sound of a doomsday movie.

Seeing Yi Yan fall, Ji Heng stopped chanting the incantation and turned his head to look at Akcha next to him.

The tattooed Akcha nodded to him and walked into the next wooden house with the four fat men.

After a while, two men and two women were pulled out by chains.

The four of them were naked, and their skin was painted with many dense incantations.

They looked around in horror, tears streaming down their eyes, and they opened their mouths to beg the people around them to let them go.

But the members of the ancient clan just looked at them expressionlessly, as if they were used to hearing pleading and seeing despair.

The four of them were brought to Yi Yan's side, and the poisonous insects did not attack them, and they were tightly surrounded by the golden coffin.

Everyone was still kneeling on the ground, and Ji Heng got up from the ground and walked beside the golden coffin with his feet up.

The four of them knew that they could not be let go, so they stopped pleading with tears and looked at Ji Heng two meters away with frightened eyes.

Ji Heng put his hand on the golden coffin, closed his eyes and began to chant something silently.

Bang~

Three seconds later, the lid of the coffin suddenly opened, and a stream of black gas suddenly erupted, directly engulfing the four people covered in incantations on the side.

"Ah~"

A heart-rending roar came from the black air, like the helpless screams of a woman being beaten by her husband in the middle of the night in the countryside.

"Woo woo woo~"

The ancient people who were kneeling around saw the black mist appear and chanted the incantation again.

The low chanting and screaming mingled with each other, and the atmosphere became eerie, like the scene of some cult activity.

After a minute, the chanting stopped, and the black mist dissipated, slowly retracting into the coffin.

Under the moonlight, four corpses that still had residual warmth fell to the ground.

Ji Heng looked at the inside of the golden coffin, waited for a few seconds and took a deep breath after seeing that nothing had happened.

His hands went directly into the coffin, and he very respectfully lifted out a golden sword surrounded by black qi from inside.

He raised the long sword above his head and shouted loudly: "The descendants of the ancient clan greet the Xuanyuan Divine Sword!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the people kneeling around immediately began to kowtow.

After three prostrations and nine prostrations, Akcha and Heledwa got up and went over to lift a corpse and put its neck just on the edge of the golden coffin.

Ji Heng held the hilt of the sword, raised his hand and directly cut off the head of the corpse.

Burst~

The falling head rolled into the golden coffin, and blood gushed from the severed neck of the corpse.

The smell of heat and blood changes the air around it, spreading as quickly as the exhaust fumes of a car in the city.

Everyone watched expressionlessly as the blood continued to flow into the golden coffin, even if the blood rushed to their faces, there was no expression.

It seems that the blood flowing in front of him is not a person at all, but a fat pig who was stabbed into the artery during the Chinese New Year.

The corpse was bleeding dry, and Akcha kicked it away, and Heleduwa placed another corpse on it.

Ji Heng swung his sword again, and his head fell into the blood that was still emitting heat, making a snapping sound.

After all the blood of the four corpses was drained, Akcha directly put his hand into the blood of the coffin, fished out the four brain holes and threw them on the ground.

He Leduwa looked at the pile of poisonous insects, took out the bone flute and began to play.

The poisonous insect retreated when he heard the sound, and Yi Yan, whose whole body was red with blood, returned to the moonlight.

His eyes were closed, and there was no expression on his face, exactly like the heads that had been thrown to the ground by Akcha.

He Leduwa walked to Yi Yan's side, kicked Yi Yan's foot, and smiled mockingly when he saw that Yi Yan didn't have a trace of reaction, and said disdainfully: "Great evil dark god, you lost." ”

After speaking, he grabbed Yi Yan's hand and dragged Yi Yan to the side of the golden coffin.

Akcha took out a dagger to rip off Yi Yan's clothes, and took out a black pen to draw a spell on Yi Yan's body.

He Leduwa stopped him with his hand, and said with a sneer: "I'll come." ”

After speaking, he directly snatched Akcha's dagger and began to carve it on Yi Yan's chest.

As he moved, lines of curved blood appeared on Yi Yan's skin.

His face was full of expressions of enjoyment, as if it was not the human body that was cut, but the birthday cake prepared for him.

A few minutes later, four rows of oracle-like words appeared on Yi Yan's chest.

With a satisfied smile on his face, He Lie Duwa said to Ji Heng, "You can start." ”

Ji Heng nodded, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword and preparing to cut off the chains on Yi Yan's body.

"Wait." Akcha suddenly stopped Ji Heng's movements, looked at Yi Yan and said:

"There's only this one chain, maybe I'll be able to use it again in the future."

Hearing this, Heledwa smiled and said, "Yes, our great god of darkness is immortal, and we may need his help in the future. ”

Ji Heng looked at Yi Yan and asked, "Are you sure he won't wake up suddenly?" ”

He Leduwa said with certainty: "My Gu worm has destroyed all the nerves in his body, and even his brain is now just a mess. It took ninety-nine days for the resurrection of the recorded god of darkness, so it is impossible for him to wake up now. ”

Ji Heng thought for a moment, and then nodded to Akcha.

Akcha received permission to take the key from Heleduwa's hand and bent down to open the lock.

Ji Heng walked over uneasily, put the Xuanyuan sword on Yi Yan's neck, and was ready to strike at any time.

Akcha was also very vigilant, for the first time she only opened the iron chain of Yi Yan's left hand and foot, and waited for a while before opening the rest of the iron chain.

The chains were all opened, and Yi Yan was already lying there quietly, without the slightest sign of waking up or moving.

He Lie Duwa looked at the ancient Yi people and said, "My Gu skills are not comparable to those who have only learned some fur. ”

After speaking, he picked up Yi Yan and threw it into the golden coffin.

The three of them closed the lid again, walked back to their original position, and knelt down again.

Woo woo woo~

The chanting sound sounded again, and the golden coffin began to shake with the sound.

When everyone saw the golden coffin tremble, they each took out a dagger and slashed their hands open, dripping blood into the stone bowl in front of them.

Blood fell from a small hole in the bottom of the bowl and fell on white lines drawn with powder.

The blood filled the entire bowl, and after everyone stopped the wounds, they put their hands on the stone bowl and began to mobilize spiritual power.

Under the urging of spiritual power, the white powder turned red and spread towards the golden coffin.

The red thread spreads slowly, and the crowd waits and reiterates the incantation.

Under the eerie atmosphere, the speed of time seems to slow down. The moon was hidden behind the sky by dark clouds, and no amount of wind could save it.

Just when the distance between the red line and the golden coffin was less than one-third, the Xuanyuan sword next to Ji Heng began to tremble, and the black qi surrounding the sword body became more and more.

Ji Heng's face instantly turned pale after discovering the abnormal movement, and he immediately pulled out the Xuanyuan sword and rushed towards the four fat men who had been standing next to him.

When the four of them saw Ji Heng rushing towards with killing intent, they immediately turned around and prepared to escape, but Ji Heng's cultivation realm had reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, far above them.

Ji Heng came to the front of the four of them in a few flashes and blocked their way. With an expressionless face, he said:

"Four brothers, the souls of the dead in the sword are in trouble, and there is no sacrifice at the moment, so I can only sacrifice you, and the ancient clan will always remember you."

After speaking, he directly swung a sword in the air.

The sword qi flew out, and with the assistance of the aura, it was like a substantial blade, slashing towards the heads of the four people with black qi.

The four of them dodged and directly surrounded Ji Heng in the middle.

Ji Heng glanced around with cold eyes, and shot a sword qi at the person on the right again.

The sword qi flew out, and he immediately followed the sword qi away.

Seeing this, the remaining three people immediately came to his back, their hands flashing with aura, and they clenched their fists and struck him in the back.

Ji Heng's forward body suddenly turned sharply, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand swept backwards with his body, and another sword qi shot out.

The three of them immediately stopped dodging, and the person behind him dodged the sword qi and rushed with his feet.

Ji Heng saw that the four people had already come to his side, and suddenly inserted the Xuanyuan Sword into the ground, turned his head and left quickly.

When the four of them saw this, they suddenly realized something, and turned their heads to flee.

But the moment they retreated, a black mist suddenly appeared from the sword body, engulfing them like a giant mouth.

"Ah~"

The screams sounded again from the black mist, and Ji Heng watched expressionlessly, waiting for the black mist to return to the sword.

After a few seconds, the screams of the four fat men completely disappeared. But the black qi didn't have the slightest intention of going back, and was still hovering quietly.

Ji Heng's brows furrowed, and he wanted to speak.

But before he could speak, the black qi suddenly rushed towards the golden coffin.