If you dare to fight an adult's idea, he can't let any of them go.

The man who rattled the bell knelt down respectfully and said, "High priest, this wave of people has been brought, a total of twenty-nine men, all of whom are strong and strong, and they can start the ceremony." ”

The high priest was called a man, a young man who exuded purple and black aura all over his body, he was meditating, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes, red bloody eyes, and looked at the demon Ye abnormal.

At first glance, it is still a little scary, like a vampire in the dark night, miserable white, blood red.

The man knelt respectfully, not daring to look up, and the priest was angry, and turned back to suck his blood clean.

The high priest got up, looked around at the people below, hummed faintly, and then walked to a basin of water to slowly clean his hands and prepare for the ceremony. This is a waiting chapter

Rong Huan only saw the person's side face, and she hadn't seen the whole picture yet, but the high priest's faint "um" made her eyes widen suddenly, and she couldn't help but take a step back, Xie Ling supported her in time, and asked with her eyes, "What's wrong?" ”

Rong Huan turned his head and said silently: "It's the fourth uncle, the night stone." ”

That voice, she can't hear it wrong, the voice of the fourth uncle when she was young, she was very impressed by the snow at night, although this voice was only a brief grace, but Rong Huan could tell it.

Fourth uncle, why did the fourth uncle defect to the Great Elder? It's still like this, full of purple and black gas, as if it's enchanted......

Xie Ling frowned, that person turned out to be the Night Stone, he just wanted to go over and kill the person while the person was holding the ceremony, and then destroy the Soul Melting Grass.

The adult seems to be a little different from the night stone after all, Xie Ling is worried that the adult is reluctant, he just wanted to persuade him, Rong Huan suddenly held his hand, shook his head, and said softly: "Don't take care of me, how to deal with it, just deal with it." ”

She was not mistaken, the trace in the center of the fourth uncle's eyebrows was the trace of demon cultivation recorded in the books in the seven-story tower, although I don't know what the reason is, but the demon cultivation represents that he has mutilated life.

Only evil magic can restore him to the peak of his appearance in such a short time.

The Night Stone, for a long time, is no longer the fourth uncle in the memory of the night and snow......

At the beginning, she was soft-hearted and left him and Qingrou's lives, but she was just exiled, she thought that he would be restrained, but after all, she underestimated people's hearts.

She regretted it.

Rong Huan is not soft-hearted, don't look over his head and not look at the night stone, let Xie Ling be optimistic about the opportunity to move, she assists.

There was nothing around that could threaten Xie Ling, only the grass, which could not be lost.

Xie Ling looked back, looked at her drooping eyelashes, and thought she was sad, subconsciously touched her head, Rong Huan raised her eyes, and before she could be surprised, Xie Ling's wrist suddenly reached her lips.

"Drink quickly, drink more."

Xie Ling didn't know when he made a cut on his wrist, the bright red blood flowed, and it was about to drip to the ground, Rong Huan immediately hugged his wrist and sucked off the blood that came out of him.

She knew what he meant.

Xie Ling's back stiffened.

I don't know if it's because of his physique, his wound healed faster, Rong Huan only took a few sips, and the wound didn't bleed much, Xie Ling was about to cut a cut, who knew that she suddenly gnawed on the original wound.

The tip of the dexterous tongue swept over, and the teeth of the braided shell tore, and in an instant, blood flowed out again.

Xie Ling clenched his hanging right hand tightly, the pain was like an itch on the tip of his heart, making people breathe.

He could feel her licking carefully after drinking, as if he was afraid that the bite had just hurt and soothed him.

Like a well-behaved cat......

His eyes darkened slightly, and when he saw that she had drunk almost enough to resist the illusion, he withdrew his hand in time and lowered his cuffs.

Rong Huan wiped her lips and politely said thank you.

Xie Ling looked at the bright color on her lips, opened his eyes and told her a few words, and then quietly flashed behind the altar.

Around here, he just took a cursory glance, in order to protect this grass, several formations were arranged, which was very complicated, and there was even a teleportation array in a circle of the Soul Melting Grass, so if it couldn't be taken down in one fell swoop, it was possible that the Soul Melting Grass would be transmitted to somewhere.

Xie Ling was very cautious, and when the night of the stone went to sacrifice, the formation was opened, and he passed.

After cleaning his hands, he held the flower pot on the other side that the woman had dragged just now, as well as a magic weapon similar to a brush, and clicked on the formation of this way, Xie Ling took away all his breath, his breath was subtle and inaudible, and then quietly remembered it in the back.

Ye Qishi walked to the center of the altar, looked at the people below, and was about to recite a spell and cast a spell to sacrifice, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He looked at the number of people in the three rows, and immediately counted cautiously, twenty-eight, only twenty-eight, broken, did someone get in?

He had just formed this idea, and before he could summon the underground man and Zhenzhen to investigate, he suddenly felt a chill sweep across his back, and the fierce murderous aura suddenly made him instantly pinch a teleportation and disappear in place.

Xie Ling put away his sword, and the cultivation of the Night Stone was able to pinch and teleport?

He didn't have time to take care of the night stone, and the target was straight to the grass, but as soon as he took a step, the surging demonic energy behind him suddenly surged, like a black giant sword, roaring and roaring, it seemed to be able to cut people to pieces, which was a fusion of the resentment of many people plus demon cultivation, so that it could have such a powerful power.

At the same time, the evil grass like the Soul Melting Grass also seemed to sense the danger, and the surrounding defenses were fully opened, and the teleportation array was opened.

The sword in Xie Ling's hand was tight, and he couldn't let the Soul Melting Grass be teleported, he didn't care about being entangled in the night stone, and opened a spirit shield with his backhand to block it first, and then the sword blade was picked, and the powerful spiritual power poured in, instantly leveling the small array around the Soul Melting Grass, and at the last step of the teleportation array, a sword was quickly inserted into the eye of the formation, destroying it.

With another backhand sword, the thriving Soul Melting Grass instantly broke off and withered rapidly, Xie Ling was cautious, and a thunderbolt ball was thrown over, until the soil turned black, he was relieved.

After doing all this, he quickly turned around and joined the battle behind him.

A huge number of demon cultivators were instantly released by the Night Stone, and for a while, a terrifying roar surrounded this empty dungeon, which made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

These demon cultivators turned out to be human, but they were forcibly refined, and they had lost their consciousness, like zombies, they didn't know pain, they only knew how to bite. Controlling the big and making the owl

Xie Ling looked at the bewildered people under the high platform, hesitated, or mercifully dropped an enchantment to cover those people, and then Ling Shuang's sword waved, and the surroundings suddenly fell into winter, and the zombie movements of the previous servants were instantly sluggish, but there was still no rational surge, longing for this fresh and delicious blood.

The Ling Shuang Sword glowed with a faint blue light, Xie Ling threw the sword into the air, pulled out a beautiful sword flower, and then the cold raged, those zombies were instantly frozen into ice cubes, he didn't turn his head, snapped his fingers, and the ice cubes suddenly shattered into several petals.

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