Thinking of that kind of scene, Hua Moling was very curious, whether it was someone else's instrument spirit was also this virtue.

After getting a positive answer from Xiao Kun, Hua Moling relieved her heart slightly, she looked at the people of the tribe who seemed to have carried out the ritual to *, holding a bowl of black and red liquid, and slowly walked towards her.

The high priest in the stands moved, and she stepped down from the stands, and danced the same strange dance with them, and shouted the same words as them, and she took the bowl of black and red liquid, stepped on the steps of the altar, and walked up step by step.

all the way to Hua Moling's face.

At this time, Hua Moling had already seen the high priest's face up close, the face full of ravines and spots.

The folds of the skin drooped down layer by layer, and his face was already full of traces of old age, and it was obviously difficult for people to see the traces of his youth, but Hua Moling still read in a low voice, "Tang Jingqi." ”

Back then, under the control of Hua Moling's * soul Gu, when she lost her memory and appeared in the Moling Academy, Tang Jingqi, who was like a sister to her.

How did she end up here? Why did she become like this?

Hearing the name in Hua Moling's mouth, a moment of struggle flashed in the eyes of the high priest, she seemed to remember something, but in the end, she still didn't say anything.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she regained her clarity.

The two fingers of his right hand were dipped in the bowl of black-red liquid, and then several vertical lines of different lengths were drawn on Hua Moling's forehead, cheeks, and chin.

One of them also ran from Hua Moling's forehead to between the eyebrows, all the way to the tip of Hua Moling's nose.

The high priest's mouth was full of words, and there was no emotion in Hua Moling's eyes, and there was only deep resentment.

Hua Moling finally hesitated.

It was clearly Tang Jingqi's face, even if she had grown old like that, she could recognize it, it was Tang Jingqi's face.

But now, Tang Jingqi is like a poor cultist who has been brainwashed by a cult, doing some ridiculous things, and self-hypnotizing to save the world.

It's ridiculous and scary.

There was a pungent smell of blood from the place where the liquid had been smeared on his face, and Hua Moling only sniffed it twice, and then he could smell it, it was the smell of black dog blood.

It seems that Mu Chen Continent really regards her as a demon girl, and even uses black dog blood to ward off evil spirits.

Hua Moling didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this time, those who looked like they were living in the tribe, the incantations that were repeated in their mouths were getting louder and louder, and the high priest smashed the black dog blood in the bowl at Hua Moling's feet.

Then he recited the incantation aloud and walked down the altar.

Hua Moling's hunch told her that next, something terrible would happen.

Someone took the torch burning in the bonfire, and threw the dry firewood on the side of the altar at Hua Moling's feet, those dry firewood seemed to have been poured with oil, and Hua Moling could clearly hear the whirring sound of the tongue of fire soaring high.

And the crackling of the dry wood.

The crazy tongue of fire burned the broken hair in front of Hua Moling's forehead, emitting a scorched taste.

Before Hua Moling could blink, a flaming hell flame dragon appeared around his body, and the huge dragon body was wrapped around Hua Moling's body like a spirit snake.

Xiao Kun noticed that the temperature around the Qiankun ring on Hua Moling's wrist seemed to be rising, and Hua Moling hadn't even sent a signal to enter or let Sheng Ge out.

Xiao Kun, who was worried about Hua Moling's safety, had no choice but to release Sheng Ge on his own initiative.

Now, even the crackling tongue of fire that was still burning was much higher, and it couldn't burn Hua Moling's side, and Shengge's dragon body had already isolated them all.

The appearance of Shengge surprised the entire Hanyue people who came to watch the ceremony of worshipping the sky, and they knelt on the ground and began to bow, even Ye Shaoting, who was the monarch on the high platform, couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Since the existence of the Muchen Continent, there has not been a dragon clan, and this Hell Flame Dragon can be called a sharp weapon that can allow him to consolidate the throne.

Ye Shaoting was still against this kind of thing at first to use Hua Moling's blood to sacrifice to the sky, but the high priest insisted, and he had no reason to oppose it.

At the risk of being spurned by his subjects, he listened to the words of the high priest, but he did not expect that the prophecy would be further fulfilled!

At this time, Ye Shaoting's heart seemed to be stirring up, if the prophecy was further fulfilled, then he would become the hero of the entire Muchen Continent!

However, the High Priest did not release his divine power to fight against the Hell Flame Dragon at all, as shown in the prophecy, but took off the hood on his head and smiled in the direction of the Hell Flame Dragon.

"Hahaha, Yanlong, I've been waiting for you for 10,000 years, and you're finally willing to appear!"

The High Priestess's voice was still hoarse, as if countless ants were gnawing at her vocal cords, and every word, every word, made people feel cold to the bone.

Sheng Ge, who was surrounding Hua Moling, seemed to suddenly recognize this voice, and Hua Moling clearly heard him whisper a name, "Jingyan ......"

Tang Jingqi's sister is called Tang Jingyan.

Hua Moling didn't know that Tang Jingyan had an unknown past with Sheng Ge, didn't Sheng Ge sleep in the magma all the time? Could it be that it is also like the nine-tails who fell into magma by mistake, Tang Jingyan also got the hell karmic fire of the Hell Flame Dragon?

No wonder Hua Moling felt that this high priest was familiar, but there was some discrepancy with Tang Jingqi in her memory.

The high priest didn't seem to hear Sheng Ge calling her at all, and said to himself, "Yanlong, I said that if you bear me, I will bury you all day long, what if you hide from me for 10,000 years?" Today, I want your life! ”

As soon as the high priest's words fell, a black shadow broke out of the spatial barrier, carrying an ordinary sword that could no longer be ordinary, and rushed towards Sheng Ge.

Now, it was Hua Moling's turn to be surprised, "Ah Yu......"

Before entering that formation that day, the figure she saw was indeed Long Qingtian!

Long Qingtian was threatened by Tang Jingyan, and in order to get rid of that thing's control, he had to do so.

At this time, Long Qingtian still had a little bit of happiness in his heart that he didn't want to admit, glad that Tang Jingyan didn't use that thing to threaten her to take Hua Moling's life.

Although he is not a night pool, and he has not experienced those things that are enough for them to be unforgettable, but because of the fact that he shares the same body, Long Qingtian is no stranger to Hua Moling.