"Don't dwell on it, come out quickly." In a trance, Xiaoyao Ji had already urged.

Han Mo walked out, wiped a handful of sweat, and moved another old man in. After coming out, Xiaoyao Ji asked him to wait at the door.

Xiaoyao Ji closed the door and turned off the lights in the room.

Han Mo didn't know what she wanted to do......

After a while, the room lit up with a faint green light, and the green light flickered like a ghostly fire. Han Mo was curious, and moved to the window to look inside.

Two green balls of fire floated around, but there was no figure in sight of Xiao Yaoji.

Qu Jin's room had no windows, and they didn't know what was going on inside. He walked to the door and crouched down, slowly waiting.

A quarter of an hour or so, footsteps rang out. The lights in the room came on and the door opened. Xiaoyao Ji's voice came out, telling Han Mo to go in.

Han Mo walked into the room, and Xiaoyao Ji walked out of the other room. Waving to him, he walked over.

I saw that the room was full of candles, and in the middle of the candles, there was a white skeleton.

There were also four porcelain bowls filled with blood around the white bones, several pitch-black ropes tied the limbs of the white bones, and the other end was placed in the blood bowl.

Han Mo scratched his head, pointed to the white bones and asked, "Is it your man?" ”

"That's right."

"What are you doing here? Want to resurrect him? Xiaoyao Ji shook her head, "If you want to resurrect him, you must let him absorb the efforts of the seven good people of the Seven Ages." Only two have been absorbed so far, and there are five more. ”

Hearing this, Han Mo was shocked, "You caught the good people of the Seventh World and put your heart and soul into it, and delivered it to your man?" ”

"After all, this is in Huaxia, in order not to waste efforts, it is most appropriate to do this."

"When will they be blooded?" Han Mo pointed to the room next to him, and said, "When I finish casting the spell, I will take their heart's work." ”

Xiaoyao Ji walked into the circle of candles and knelt in front of the white bones, her hands forming strange seals, and her mouth kept chanting incantations.

As the spell was cast, the blood in the porcelain bowl kept disappearing. The white bones are covered with a layer of red, which looks very strange.

Han Mo stared intently, wanting to see it thoroughly.

From Xiaoyao Ji's spell casting, formation, and taking the hearts and minds of the seven generations of good people, Han Mo was sure that this was definitely an evil art. But he didn't know much about yin and yang, and he couldn't understand much.

When the blood in the four bowls was completely absorbed by the white bones, Xiaoyao Ji listened.

Han Mo couldn't help asking, "Do you come here every day to do it?" ”

Xiaoyao Ji didn't answer, but said coldly: "Don't be curious, otherwise, your life will be gone." ”

"Uh-oh."

"Go and bring an old man over......"

Han Mo came to the next room, glanced back, walked to Qu Jin's side, and cast a spell to wake him up. Qu Jin was very surprised when he saw him.

Han Mo immediately made a silent movement, and Qu Jin immediately shut up. Han Mo said in a low voice: "Grandpa Qu, I may have to wronged you." In order to resurrect her man, a woman from an island country asked for the efforts of seven good people of the seventh generation.

I was going to save the other two, but she killed them. ”

"You ......"

"I'll find a chance to deal with her." Qu Jin glanced outside the door and said in a low voice: "Xiaomo, you can do it with confidence, grandpa supports you." ”

Han Mo was moved in his heart, and at this moment, Xiaoyao Ji's voice came. He lifted his knife and struck Qu Jin in the back of the head, knocking him unconscious, and carried him over.

Xiaoyao Ji glanced at him and asked, "Why is it so long?" ”

"I ...... I was a little scared. ”

Xiaoyao Ji gave him a disdainful look, and then dragged Qu Jin over. She walked over to the cabinet next to her, opened it, and pulled out an evil Toyo sword.

Feeling the evil aura emanating from this knife, Han Mo's heart couldn't help but tighten. Xiaoyao Ji slashed his palm with an Oriental sword, and the blade was stained red with blood. However, in an instant, the blood on the blade disappeared.

Han Mo exclaimed, "What's going on?" ”

Xiaoyao Ji smiled evilly, "This is the demon knife Muramasa, and there is no blood when you kill people." I must feed it with my own blood first, or it will quickly suck the old man's heart into a dried corpse when it takes his heart's blood. ”

"It's scary."

"Muramasa is terrible, but powerful. It was snatched by me from a big family in the island country at great risk, and it is my greatest reliance in Huaxia. ”

Han Mo patted his ass and said, "Then it must be very powerful." ”

Muramasa sucked in the blood of Xiaoyaohime, and her face gradually turned pale. After a few minutes, she carefully placed Muramasa on the ground and took out a small box.

There was a small dark red worm lying in the small box, and Xiaoyao Ji picked up the little worm and placed it on the wound in the palm of her hand. The insects also began to suck her blood, and Han Mo was puzzled, what was she going to do?

The bugs sucked the blood of Xiaoyaohime, and the color turned bright red. Xiaoyao Ji put the worm on her man's bones, and the worm slowly wriggled.

Han Mo looked at it curiously, and was shocked, where the insects crawled, there were actually sprouts?!

He couldn't believe what he was seeing was real!

Xiaoyao Ji took out four pieces of paper and put them into four porcelain bowls, made a seal with both hands, and recited the mantra of the island country in her mouth. The pieces of paper in the bowl burned, and a puff of black smoke rose.

The black smoke is completely different from the smoke from burning paper, and this smoke has a strong fishy smell.

Xiaoyao Ji dripped a drop of blood into each bowl, and then, he pulled out the demon knife Muramasa. The body of the demon knife village trembled slightly, and she said in a low voice: "Haven't you eaten yet?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Mo's body instantly tensed.

Xiaoyao Ji turned her head to look at him, and a bloodthirsty killing intent flashed through her eyes, "I don't have any extra blood, you feed Muramasa for me." ”

"What do you want to do?"

"What do you say?" The smile on Xiaoyaoji's face became more and more abundant, but it made people's hearts beat.

"You're going to kill me?!"

"Demon Sword Village hasn't drunk enough blood, now, it's time for you to show yourself." Hearing this, Han Mo turned around and ran.

Xiaoyao Ji smiled and said: "Don't waste your efforts, with your ability, you can't escape from the palm of my hand at all." ”

A fierce evil aura roared from behind him, and Han Mo turned around violently to dodge. A sharp aura fell on the wall, and the walls made of wood and earth fell apart in an instant.

Han Mo leaned his back against the wall, his face with a dead gray color.

Xiaoyao Ji walked over slowly, raised the demon knife Murazheng, and stabbed towards Han Mo's heart. Just when the demon knife was no more than a foot away from him, his feet moved, and he dodged to the side.

Pull out the Longquan sword and slash it down with your head and face.

Bang dang......

The Longquan Sword, which exudes a majestic aura, is in contact with the Demon Sword Village that exudes an evil aura. A wave of air swept open, and the walls and doors shook.

Han Mo took a step back, holding the Longquan Sword and staring at Xiao Yaoji. She frowned and said in a deep voice, "You hid your cultivation? ”

Han Mo said coldly: "If I hadn't thought that the other two were still alive, the young master would have started to clean you up a long time ago." ”

"So you followed me to save people."

Han Mo sneered: "Xiaoyao Ji, don't pretend to be pitiful. If you let me follow you, don't you have any other thoughts? ”

Xiaoyao Ji licked her lips, "Since that's the case, let's see the real chapter under my hands, and I also just happened to understand the power of Huaxia Xuanmen." ”

"As you wish!"

Han Mo pounced like an eagle pounced on a rabbit, and Xiao Yaoji's face changed slightly, and her body turned around, wanting to dodge. Han Mo's moves opened and closed widely, full of power, and the fight made Xiaoyao Ji retreat in embarrassment.

She bleed a lot, hurt her vitality, and her strength must have weakened.

This is the best chance to destroy her!

The Longquan Sword suppressed the demon knife in her hand, and the demon knife could not exert its full strength. Xiaoyao Ji leaned against the broken door frame, gasping for air.

She held the hilt of the knife with both hands, stomped on the soles of her feet, and swung the demon knife Muramasa with the posture of splitting Huashan.

Han Mo retreated with his right foot, and the Longquan sword was horizontal above his head, blocking Xiaoyao Ji's infinitely powerful move......