The heart seemed to be like a baby, and there was a faint cry, and it didn't take long for the outline of a human face to appear on the heart.

For!

A crisp sound sounded, and the outline of the eyes on the heart actually opened, and at this moment, the bloody heart looked at the surrounding scene like a newborn child.

"Mom...... Mother...... Mom. When the heart saw the old woman, she let out a strange cry.

The cry was terrible to my ears, like a terrible voice, which made people uncomfortable to hear, but the old woman was intoxicated to hear it.

"Good baby, go and eat those people to fill your stomach, it's all the food that mom prepared for you." The dead old woman's voice was full of magic, old and trembling, and I was so clever that I heard it.

The little man of the heart looked at us, and then actually stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and his hands and feet suddenly grew out of his heart, thin and long, and he jumped off the old woman's hand, said thank you, mother, and then ran towards us happily.

"You can enjoy this blood sacrifice baby spirit." The old woman has a big hole in her left chest, and her heart is gone, and I don't know why she's not dead, and I don't want to know, because my mind is full of the words Blood Sacrifice Infant Spirit.

Blood sacrifice to infant spirits, as I have seen in the Yellow Book, is an extremely cruel sorcery, in which the caster must feed his heart with his soul, and not only that, but he also needs to eat the flesh of three adults every day, and he must ensure that those people are born at a special time.

If you keep it like this for a hundred years, you can turn your heart into a blood sacrifice infant spirit, and the yellow book does not say how to do it in detail, but only briefly introduces the cruelty of this evil art.

For a hundred years, three a day, a rough calculation knows that at least a thousand living people are swallowed into the stomach by this dead old woman every year, and in a hundred years, at least this old woman has carried tens of thousands of lives.

This is only one used by the old woman to sacrifice blood and sacrifice infant spirits, and she also needs to repair her remnant soul, and she also needs human lives, so it is a huge quantity.

And judging from today, maybe because of me, this old woman can't wait anymore, so she has summoned some people from the Netherworld Temple to carry out a collective massacre and devour the souls of these people.

The air is full of the smell of blood at the moment, thinking of this, my scalp is numb for a while, and my back is cold, I can't help but think of the news that some netizens have been missing recently, whether it will be related to the Netherworld Temple.

At this point, I finally understood why the Netherworld Temple wanted to harm people, and it seems that the culprits are not only those in charge, but also the hall master of the Netherworld Temple, the dead old woman in front of me.

When He Ye saw the Blood Sacrifice Infant Spirit running towards him, his face turned pale, and he said to me without looking back: "Boy, lend me your rusty sword." ”

I didn't say a word, I threw the rusty sword directly to He Ye, after He Ye took it, he sprayed a large mouthful of blood on the rusty sword, and the rusty sword suddenly turned red, and then he used the black lines of the ink fountain to pop out more than a dozen black lines on the rusty sword.

The rusty sword is in He Ye's hand, which is much more useful than in my hand, He Ye picked up the rusty sword, and stabbed it towards the heart villain who was jumping up.

"Poof!"

The rusty sword pierced the little heart without accident, but before it could be happy, the little hand on the heart actually covered the tip of the sword, and forcibly pulled the sword out of it.

He Ye stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

This scene made my heart cold, you must know that He Ye had invited God just now, but his strength was slightly inferior to that heart, how strong was that little heart?

I hurriedly put my hand against He Ye's back, and He Ye stabilized his body without looking back: "Well done!" ”

After catching He Ye, I quickly swept the battle situation around me, at this moment, the county order and Yishui are not optimistic, the white cobra kept spitting out one small snake after another from its mouth, Liu Yaoxi was bitten at the moment I looked at it, and Li Wei was still preparing his formation.

The little swallow that the city king dealt with didn't look very good, and he was actually pasted on the head by the little swallow, and the man's face on the city king's body screamed miserably.

As for the reincarnation king Liu Ge, I don't know why, she was actually being pressed and beaten by the ghost baby, and she could only passively defend with a sickle, and she had no chance to fight back at all.

At this time, the most idle person in the field was the old man of the cleaner, he leaned against the door, kept drinking, seemed to have drunk too much, and muttered while drinking: "Okay...... Good...... Well played. ”

I retracted my gaze, my heart was extremely nervous, the old man with the white beard didn't know why, he didn't come up to help, at this moment if we want to win, we must have a victory.

But since I was wrapped around my tongue by the old woman, I found that I couldn't make a big movement at all, and as long as I moved a little bigger, I felt a pang of colic in my heart.

He Ye may also know my situation, he has been in front of me from beginning to end.

After stabilizing his body, he put the rusty sword across his chest, held the sword in his right hand, and took out a spell in his left hand: "Open the gate of heaven, close the door, keep the door, plug the ghost road, wear the ghost heart, break the ghost belly, cross the golden beam, erect the jade pillar, plate the four mountains, pour the five mountains, collect the qi, hold the fighting trick, and destroy the evil spirit"

While chanting a mantra, his left hand and his right hand holding the rusty sword kept intersecting, pinching the marks on his fingers, these days under the influence of Zhang Meng, I know that He Ye's gestures are extremely precise, and each time he is pinched on the eight positions of the gossip.

With the speed of the spell, the old man's movements became faster and faster, and in the end, I couldn't see clearly at all, and there were afterimages with the movement of my fingers.

I don't know what kind of spell this old man used, but I know that the moment he finished reciting, a fierce aura suddenly appeared on his body, and this kind of aura I have only seen in gluttonous bodies.

This is not a ghost spirit, nor a murderous spirit, nor is it a yin energy, it is just a kind of anger, and this kind of anger will only be produced if you kill too many people.

In fact, strictly speaking, that kind of breath is not a bad breath, it should be said to be a fierce spirit, in short, if ordinary people feel this kind of breath, they will definitely avoid it.

"Blood Sacrifice Infant Spirit!" He Ye yelled, "You dare to be arrogant in front of me, it's just looking for death!" ”

After He Ye finished roaring, he raised his feet high, and suddenly stepped on the blood sacrifice infant spirit, and stepped on the soles of his feet with one kick.

"This ......" I was speechless for a while, my rusty sword couldn't be inserted into the little thing, and it was actually trampled to death by He Ye? This Nima is also incredible.