Where the green light is, no ghostly leader can break out of this space.

"Presumptuous."

The animal owl was furious, the ancient mirror in his hand flew out directly, and the image of a mountain appeared in the mirror, the mountain was ten thousand feet high, majestic and precipitous, the wind and snow were like knives, just like the highest peak of the Himalayas.

The next moment, an identical snow-capped mountain appeared in the dark space, suspended in the sky, swooping down, like a bamboo, as if trying to crush the entire space. A terrifying force spread in the dark space, and that power could definitely easily crush any immortal cultivator in the Yuan Shen Realm

A dragon chant resounded throughout the dark space, and the jade hairpin in Mo Qing's singer turned into a thousand-zhang long jade dragon, circling around the peak of ten thousand people, and actually held up the strange peak.

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Outside the dark space, the Martial Sect of the Tianhua Palace flew towards the central ancient city of the crack space, and the location of the sacrificial ceremony was the central square in the ancient city.

At this time, the sirens sounded loudly in the ancient city, and all the ghostly people came out of the various buildings one after another and gathered in the central square.

"Hmph, a group of small trash fish ran out, thinking that they could destroy the holy sacrifice, it's just a fool's dream."

On a tall tower in the central square, a young man dressed in white and hunting clothes stood on the top of the tower with a gloomy face.

This person is handsome, slender, and an absolutely beautiful man, but between his eyebrows, there is an unstoppable yin qi, which adds a bit of softness.

Behind this young man, there were dozens of black-robed people, standing solemnly, each of them exuding an astonishing aura from their bodies, all of them were Martial Sects. More than thirty Martial Sects stood on the top of the tower, and the fluctuation of their breath caused the entire space to freeze slightly.

"Kill! Block those warriors of Tianhua Palace. ”

"Yes."

The white-clothed young man gave an order, and dozens of black-robed Martial Sects all flew into the air and intercepted them in the direction where the Martial Sect of Tianhua Palace flew from.

"Young Lord, when will the Holy Sacrifice begin. I'm afraid that something will change later. ”

A young woman dressed in tulle and with a graceful figure walked up to the young man in white, this woman was dressed in tulle, and her sensitive parts were like this, but they were not gaudy, just right, and the whole person exuded a mature atmosphere, like a ripe peach.

The young woman's eyebrows were affectionate, and her big eyes were watery looking at the young man in white, charming and moving. Arouse people's most primitive desires.

However, as if he hadn't seen it, the young man in white kept looking at the battlefield in the distance, and said expressionlessly: "The hour is not yet." ”

After only four words, he said no more.

Few people know the specific content of this holy sacrifice, even the ordinary leaders in the ghosts and shadows do not know much about this holy sacrifice.

But he knew. This holy sacrifice is too heavy to make any mistakes, otherwise the entire ghost will be severely punished, and no one will be spared.

The king was furious. The soul of the dead is thousands of miles, and it is effortless to erase a ghost.

The young man in white slowly raised his head and looked at a funnel not far away that was constantly falling sand. The time is approaching, he is not in a hurry, but the critical moment. It should be more calm and calm, the emperor is coming, and there is no room for any mistakes.

In the center of the square, an altar was built, which was nine stories high and dark red, with runes flickering on it, and mysterious ancient runes appeared and disappeared from time to time. On the surface of the altar, there are red threads, like blood vessels, and there is liquid flowing inside.

There were dozens of green balls of light distributed on the altars on each floor, and those green balls of light were suspended around the altar like ghost lights.

Only when you get close can you see clearly, inside those green light balls, there are actually women in white imprisoned, and those women in white are curled up, their faces are pale, and they are all asleep. Thin catheters were inserted into their skin, linked to the blood vessels, and the blood on those altars was infused by the blood of these women in white.

Starting from the first layer of the altar and going up, the green light balls on each layer are decreasing, there are only five green light balls on the eighth layer, and there is only one on the ninth layer!

The green light ball on the ninth floor is located at the top of the altar, there is a blood pool in the center, the blood is boiling inside, and the blood souls are looming in the blood pool, struggling frantically, and a bloody twisted face emerges from the blood pool, painful and hideous, the surrounding wind gusts, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls is endless.

The only ball of green light was soaked in a pool of blood, churning with churning plasma.

There is also a woman who has fallen into a deep sleep, it is none other than Xu Qianqian, who has been missing for many days.

A hundred miles away, the strong martial arts of Tianhua Palace and the ghostly martial arts powerhouses encountered, as if Mars hit the earth, and a big war broke out immediately.

"I am the nine-star deacon of the Wuzong Palace, the leader of the four groups, the members of the four groups, and one qiē obeys my orders."

Among the martial arts sects of Tianhua Palace, a white-haired old man flew out, this old man held a long sword in his hand, and his body exuded a terrifying aura, covering a radius of thousands of meters, which was actually more terrifying than the beast king that Mo Wen met on Beast King Island.

This old man is at least a cultivator of the three realms of the Martial Sect.

Moreover, there are at least five such peerless powerhouses, and the foundation of Tianhua Palace is undoubtedly revealed.

"I am a group leader, a group of members, and I obey my orders."

A man with an astonishing aura flew out, leading a group of people to fly out diagonally, killing in different directions towards the central altar.

There were about fifty members of the Wuzong Hall who came on this trip, and they were divided into five groups, each group of ten people.

Mo Wen is a member who is temporarily inserted, not in any group, but not dispatched by the team leader.

The people of the Martial Sect Hall cooperated with the tacit understanding, and the members of the two groups were divided to deal with the ghostly Martial Sect, and the other three groups of Martial Sects broke through with all their might.

Mo Wen didn't follow any of the people, glanced around, flew to a hidden place, and quietly took out a white jade spirit rune from the medicine spirit ring.

The next moment, with a flash of inspiration, his whole body disappeared in place.

The invisibility charm comes in handy again at this time.

The spirit rune is a power comparable to the level and above of the Yuan Shen Realm, and ordinary martial arts sects will never be able to discover him, even if the immortal cultivators of the Yuan Shen Realm are not careful, they are likely to be confused by Mo Wen.

With the power of the invisibility talisman, Mo Wen easily broke into the ancient city and galloped all the way to the altar in the center.

In a few moments, he appeared at the altar.

"That's it!"

Mo Wen glanced at the altar, and soon found Xu Qianqian at the top of the altar, as the only sacrifice on the ninth floor, she was naturally very conspicuous.

A flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately looked at the green light ball a few layers below. If Yun Xiaoman also fell into the hands of ghosts, it would inevitably appear in these green light balls.

However, Mo Wen soon frowned, because he found that among all the green light balls, there was no Yun Xiaoman.

"What about Yun Xiaoman? Didn't she fall into the hands of the ghost! Mo Wen had a bad feeling in his heart, Yun Xiaoman didn't fall into the hands of ghosts, but in whose hands.

The ghostly young lord standing on the top of the tower suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the altar, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his pupils were deep. There seemed to be a green light flickering, and if you look closely, you can see that this person actually has the phantom of a multicolored spider in his eyeballs.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

The gaze of the ghost young master quickly fixed on Mo Wen's location, stretched out his hand and pressed the void, and suddenly the wind suddenly rose, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a huge palm appeared above Mo Wen's head. A hard slap in the face.

Mo Wen's eyebrows jumped, and a sense of crisis rose from his heart, he barely thought about it, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already 100 meters away, and the mystery of his body was incredible.

The huge palm. Naturally, a blow missed.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the ghost young master, the young man was so alert, he smiled coldly: "Interesting." ”

The next moment. His figure had vanished in place.

"The yang energy on that young man's body is so abundant, he is simply the old lady's favorite, I don't know what the young master will do with him."

The charming young woman standing beside the ghost young master had her eyes shining, her red lips were slightly open, her breath was like an orchid, her graceful body trembled slightly, and she was uncontrollably excited. She subconsciously pinched her leg and found that the thin silk underneath was already soaked.

"I can't care so much, no matter what, I have to snatch that lovely person from the young master's hands, such abundant yang energy, if you have fun with him day and night, your cultivation will inevitably break through again."

The charming young woman stomped her little feet, twisted her waist infinitely, and her figure disappeared into the tower.

After dodging the blow, Mo Wen didn't use the invisibility talisman again, and the figure appeared in the central square, because he had been exposed, and the invisibility talisman was meaningless, and he was surprised that someone could recognize his invisibility talisman so quickly, I'm afraid it would not be easy for immortal cultivators in the Yuan Shen realm to do it.

Around the square, the sirens suddenly sounded loudly, and the ghostly warriors who guarded the altar surrounded him one after another, and from their eyes, they could clearly see the color of anger and corruption.

With such strict protection, the enemy has quietly mixed in, and if they are held responsible, I am afraid that their heads will not be protected.

"Humph!"

Mo Wen snorted coldly, and seven flames flew out of the medicine spirit ring, and then turned into an ancient sword and appeared in his hand.

Mo Wen didn't want to think about it, he directly held the Holy Fire Sword and slashed at the altar, as long as the altar was destroyed, it would naturally destroy the ghostly sacrificial ceremony.

A terrifying flame rose into the sky, a terrifying heat wave exploded, the rocks on the ground melted instantly, and a hundred-meter-long sword qi crossed the void and slammed into the altar, with the posture of shattering the altar in one fell swoop.

The Holy Fire Sword is no longer the Holy Fire Sword it used to be, and because of the tower spirit in the Douling Tower, the Holy Fire Sword has been partially sealed, and its power is comparable to that of the best mystical weapon, and it is a peerless treasure.

With just one sword, it almost drained ninety percent of Mo Wen's internal qi, and it was only barely a single blow.

"You're looking for death."

An eerie voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, under the hundred-meter flame sword qi, a figure appeared.

Mo Wen's pupils shrank, and someone dared to block under the hundred-meter sword qi and resist the attack of the Holy Fire Sword with his body!

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I just came back from a business trip, and because I was in a hurry and didn't bring a computer, I couldn't notify you in time. (To be continued......)