On this altar, nearly a thousand boys and girls, or children, who were bound on hundreds of black pillars, were all frightened. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On top of each black pillar, three people were tied.

The woman in the black glass skirt, that is, the spirit lord in these mouths, the moment she appeared, Yan Feng's brows suddenly frowned, and on this woman's body, Yan Feng felt a sense of danger.

And Yan Feng didn't expect that this legendary spirit lord turned out to be a woman.

If you talk about her cultivation, the vague feeling is at least in the Nine Palaces, but in Yan Feng's opinion, it is definitely not as simple as the Nine Palaces!

It seems to be in a particularly strange state.

The golden light in his eyes flashed slightly, the eyes of Haotian could see through all evils, Yan Feng looked at this spirit lord again, and suddenly his eyes shrank, making Yan Feng feel shocked by the face of this spirit lord.

The face of this spirit lord, in Yan Feng's eyes, actually had nine different faces looming at this moment, and the current one was only at the outermost.

Yan Feng couldn't help but wonder, where did the other eight faces come from!

At this moment, the woman known as the Spirit Lord nodded to an old man in a bloody robe beside her, who bowed to the Spirit Lord and then walked towards the altar.

"Please, High Priest of Blood. ”

Next to the altar, the voices of several robed people sounded, and the old man in the blood robe walked to the altar, and suddenly the people under the stone platform began to get excited.

"The sacrifice is divided into seven days, and the first day is presided over by the old man!" As soon as the old man's voice came out, the atmosphere in the audience reached the extreme excitement.

The seven priests, each with one day, and the whole process of sacrifice is divided into seven days.

Yan Feng suppressed the thought in his heart of wanting to come forward to meet Yuyan, and instead turned his gaze to the blood-robed high priest.

I saw this old man in the blood robe, first with his head down and chanting some kind of incantation, but there was a strange power emerging in the entire altar.

At the moment when this mysterious appearance appeared, Yan Feng suddenly felt that the qi and blood in his body seemed to be gushing out, his brows condensed, and his body cultivation was shocked, controlling the qi and blood pressure in his body.

But at the same time, the people on all sides began to cheer.

Suddenly, the blood-robed old man raised his head, raised his hands, and the sound of the spell in his mouth instantly amplified dozens of times, and it actually echoed throughout the world.

At this moment, Yan Feng's eyebrows suddenly froze, and those who were bound to the black pillar had blood overflowing, and a terrible scream sounded from these people's mouths and fell on people's ears, like purgatory on earth.

The face thinned out at a rate that could be seen.

However, compared to the screams of these men and women, those people on all sides of the audience were extremely excited, and just when the spell sounded, the flesh and blood on the bodies of these people actually receded in an instant, and what appeared instead was a white skeleton with a forest!

Under the darkness of the night, tens of thousands of white bones emitted a piercing scream, which was shocking!

Looking at this group of crazy white bones, Yan Feng's eyes had a look of horror, this special place is completely a world of skeletons and white bones!

The blood was soaring, and they rushed towards these white bones in the audience, and they were nourished by the blood, and the people who had originally turned into white bones began to grow flesh and blood on their bodies again!

However, in Yan Feng's eyes, more blood qi did not go towards these people, but poured down the altar.

Under the altar, there must be something else!

The whole ceremony lasted for about a whole stick of incense, and by the time it was over, those who were locked to the black pillar had already experienced a purgatory, their voices were already hoarse, and all their faces were nearly half thin, and they were all soaked in sweat and blood mist.

Yan Feng's eyes fell on the two little girls he had tied with his own hands before, looking at these two little girls, their bodies were covered with blood, they shrunk and trembled, and there was fear in their eyes, especially when they looked at the flesh and blood bones under the stone platform, they were all frightened.

Fists, clenched tightly, if he could, Yan Feng couldn't wait to crush these skeletons into powder with a single sword!

But now, absolutely not, once exposed, there is no chance for him to lurk in.

Looking at the woman in purple in a blink of an eye, from the beginning of the sacrifice to the end of the sacrifice, she had been watching all this with indifferent eyes, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Rain and smoke... Is this how you've been all these years?"

After the sacrifice, all the people are fading away from the white bones and returning to the original flesh and blood, but they did not leave, but they all gathered around this stone platform to wait, waiting for the next round of sacrifices, everyone's faces were filled with anticipation, with excitement and enjoyment.

As the sacrifice was completed, the woman in the black glass skirt turned around and walked into the passage, and Yan Yuyan also followed behind.

Hidden under the blood robe, his eyes are fixed on the back of this fluttering purple robe.

It was getting darker and darker, and the fourteen men in seven-colored robes, soon after the spirit lord left, also left the altar, and the lights were shining on this altar, and the figure of the wind gradually disappeared under the night, and no one noticed it in the slightest.

A corridor in the sandcastle, illuminated by dim lights, at the top, Yan Feng's figure appeared on the stone beam, and he had to find out where Yan Yuyan lived.

And the easiest way to find out where the saint lives is to wait for the rabbit, quietly wait for the passerby, if there is a saint's maid passing by, follow the past.

At this moment, there was a voice at the end of the corridor, two blood-robed people, one with no head covered and full of white hair, and the other hiding his whole body under the robe.

Yan Feng's eyebrows froze, this was not concealed by the blood-clothed high priest before, and this one hidden under the robe was also one of the fourteen people.

A hoarse voice came from under the blood robe: "High Priest, is the Spirit Lord too anxious to change the spirit body this time?"

The blood-clothed high priest frowned and said in a condensed voice.

"Five years have come, the saint has enough conditions to become the next spirit body of the spirit lord, after this time after the replacement of the spirit body, the spirit lord is to collect the body of the tenth generation, cast an eternal body, when the time comes, you and I can also be blessed by blessings, the province has many long dreams, the spirit lord let you and I go to the sacrificial pool to prepare first. ”

"Five years ago, my Bloody Clothes Sect brought back the Holy Maiden who was still a child, and when the Spirit Lord saw the Holy Maiden, he immediately gave up his plan to take the Holy Maiden as the next spirit body, and I don't know what the Spirit Lord really liked about this girl. The blood-robed man who hid his body under his robe said hoarsely.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't know what you shouldn't know, be your sect leader. When the blood-robed high priest heard this, he whispered a rebuke.

"My subordinates know their mistakes. The blood-robed man hurriedly shut up.

The two of them stopped talking, but on the stone beam, Yan Feng heard all this clearly, and his heart was shocked, the spirit body?!

The Body of the Ten?!

His eyebrows furrowed, Yan Feng couldn't help but think of the nine cascading faces on the face of the spirit lord he had seen on the altar before, if Yan Feng was not mistaken, this was left by the previous nine spirit bodies.

There was a solemnity in Yan Feng's eyes, according to this meaning, his sister was in extreme danger.

Staring at the two blood-robed people in the distance, Yan Feng followed silently.