Following the blood-clothed high priest and the blood-clothed sect master, Yan Feng came to an empty corridor, which was five feet wide and pitch black, with only green lights on both sides. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is dozens of zhang high, and at the end of this corridor, there is a bronze door, which is stained with dust, obviously it has not been opened for a long time, and the two blood-robed people are standing outside this bronze door at this moment, and at the top of this corridor, there is a figure, quietly dormant, it is Yan Feng.

With a heavy sound, the door, as if it had not been opened for a long time, the old dust was sprinkled and slowly opened with an old sound.

As soon as the blood-robed man stepped inside, the door began to close again, and just as it was about to close completely, a figure slipped through the crack.

When I saw it, there was a huge pool of blood!

And in the middle of this blood pool, there were nine statues, each of which was lifelike, which made Yan Feng even more sure that the nine faces he had seen on the spirit lord's face before were the guesses of the nine saintesses in the past.

These nine statues look exactly the same as the nine saints before!

Without exception, they are all as beautiful as flowers, and the ninth body is the appearance of this spirit lord now!

In addition, after these nine statues, there is another one, whose body has been carved, and its form is exactly the same as that of Yan Yuyan!

There are still a few robed people carving on this statue, but the expression on the face has not been carved at this time, if you wait for the expression on this face to be carved, it must be when the spirit lord begins to seize Yan Yuyan's body.

The robed people on the statue did not take the slightest action after seeing the Blood-robed High Priest and the Blood-robed Sect Master enter, and still did the work in their hands.

"Let's get started. With the fall of the high priest, the two of them walked to the pool of blood and began to perform some complicated rituals.

Yan Feng hid in the corner of this space, staring at all this, in the pool of blood, he felt a mysterious power, and his body quietly disappeared.

In the sand castle, Yan Feng's figure skipped through one sand corridor after another like the wind, looking for Yan Yuyan's whereabouts everywhere, he made up his mind, no matter what, he would take Yan Yuyan away, even if it was forcible, even if Yan Yuyan didn't recognize him, otherwise if he stayed here, there was only one end, that is, to become the tenth face on the face of the spirit master!

"Holy Maiden, Lord Spirit, please come over. ”

Just as Yan Feng was quietly passing through another sand corridor, a voice came into his ears, Yan Feng's figure instantly stopped at the top of this sand corridor, staring at it, in this sand castle, there was a door made of ice jade, flooding with bursts of white mist and cold air.

A maid stood at the doorway and saluted respectfully, then closed the door and left.

That's it!

Yan Feng took a deep breath, turned over, and at the moment when the maid was about to close the door, a figure appeared in this ice jade door.

In the eyes, the scenery of the room is like stars, purple and blue dots, like a dream, and on the edge of the window in this room, a woman in purple is standing quietly here, peerless, but her body is full of coldness, and more importantly, lonely.

Looking at this back, for a while, Yan Feng was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

This is his own sister... It's been many, many years, and she really remembers herself.

When the two separated, she was only so tall at that time... Now, she has become a slim girl.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Feng's voice trembled slightly.

"Rain smoke. ”

As soon as the voice came out, the woman standing on the eaves of the window, who was looking at the endless wind and sand outside, her body shook suddenly, she stood here, watched the wind and sand for five years, a full five years...

Other than that, she didn't do anything, she didn't have anything to do, she knew her mission, she knew it from the moment others called her a saint.

Become a substitute for the spirit master, and finally, dissipate in this world.

This name, which only exists in childhood memories, is ringing in her ears at the moment, here, her name is Bingjue, and she has never... No one has ever called her Yuyan.

On second thought, perhaps... It's just my own auditory hallucination, how is it possible, how can someone call his name here.

"Rain smoke. Yan Feng walked gently towards Yan Yuyan, shouted again, the sound of footsteps echoed in the room, Yan Yuyan's expression suddenly froze, she believed that someone was indeed shouting about herself.

This rain and smoke is shouting yourself!

Turning around slightly, what fell into his eyes was a man, carrying two swords on his back, his hair was black and white, revealing a vicissitudes of life, and his facial features gave people an extremely gentle feeling, but it was in his left eye, with a scar.

In an instant, a figure coincided, and that figure only existed in memory, wiping the ashes on his face, even if his head was bloodied, he still said to the little boy with a smirk, 'As long as there is an older brother, no one can bully you'.

"Brother... Brother?"

The soft voice came softly from her mouth, with questions, falling on Yan Feng's ears, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, she... I still remember my brother!

But it was only a moment! Yan Yuyan's body shook suddenly, his eyes changed in an instant, and his previous doubts disappeared.

The expression on his face had changed, becoming cold and ruthless, and his voice was even more like extreme ice: "Who are you?!What do you mean by sneaking into my Spirit City?!"

Yan Feng's steps forward suddenly condensed, and another breath emerged from Yan Yuyan's body just now, suppressing the original familiar breath, if he guessed correctly, the spirit master definitely did something to Yan Yuyan.

"I'm Yan Feng, your brother. ”

"It's ridiculous, I'm the Holy Maiden of Spirit City, how can I come to be a brother!" Yan Yuyan's eyes were indifferent: "You trespass on my spirit..."

Before the words fell, Yan Yuyan's whole person seemed to have changed again, the original indifference disappeared, and there was eagerness on his face: "Hurry up, leave the spirit quickly..."

It seems that in Yan Yuyan's body, there are two souls!

At this moment, the voice of a maid came from the door again: "Holy Maiden, the spirit lord is already urging, and I hope that the Holy Maiden will pass as soon as possible." ”

Yan Feng's eyes froze, and he made up his mind that no matter what, he couldn't let his sister stay in this kind of place anymore, here, she would lose her life at any time!

Moreover, it is the soul that flies away!

Yan Feng's figure passed by Yan Yuyan's side like the wind, and before Yan Yuyan could react, he was held in Yan Feng's arms and jumped out of the window.

In an instant, just as Yan Feng broke out of the sand castle with Yan Yuyan in his arms, in a secret room of the sand castle, the woman in the black glass skirt, the spirit lord of the spirit city, suddenly opened her eyes, with a demonic smile on the corner of her mouth.

The entire Spirit City shook violently at this moment, and a seven-colored skeleton hundreds of feet tall slowly rose!