In the middle of the night, it is the time when the yin qi is the heaviest in this Spirit Snake Valley. The cold wind blew on the rainy night, and even beside the big fire altar, Li Canglan and his party couldn't help but shiver. The old woman had said on the way that the fire festival began in these three watches.

Sure enough, he didn't ask everyone to wait, and with the incense of the three pillars at the bottom of the altar burning out, Elder Mo, who was wearing a silver ornament on the platform, actually held a torch in his hand and walked straight towards the girl who was tied to the stone statue.

The stone statue is surrounded by firewood drenched in tung oil, and once lit, the little girl in the center is bound to set fire to her body and die on the spot. At this time, the situation has really reached a critical juncture of life and death.

The Bilang Divine Sword has been unsheathed, no matter what his current situation is, as a disciple of Qionghua, he can't just watch a lonely girl being burned alive in front of him. Li Canglan was about to come forward to help, but who knew that there was a sudden change on the altar,

In the midst of the originally silent crowd, a team of about twenty or thirty people suddenly burst out, armed with household machetes, rushing to the altar one after another, shouting: "Get rid of the traitors, save the young lady." ”

The guards around the platform were not strict, not to mention that the white-haired old man at the head of the team was quite skilled in martial arts, and he divided five by two, and sent away several guards who blocked the way, and the group climbed the altar like a bamboo.

Li Canglan had the heart to step forward to help, but he was stopped by Lan Ruyin on the side, the current situation is so complicated, it is better to wait and see for a while. The most important thing is that Lan Ruyin's intuition as a woman told her that this group of people broke in too easily, and she was afraid that there would be fraud.

Elder Mo on the platform, the group of people in front of him suddenly broke in, not only did he not look panicked, but looked at the old man at the head, laughed loudly, and his voice was full of arrogance: "Yin Li, Yin Li, you are really still so stupid." You escaped by luck that day, and you are still not satisfied, what's the matter?

Seeing the crowd led by the white-haired old man on stage, it was the little girl who was tied to the stone statue and hurriedly shouted, "Elder Yin, you guys go quickly, leave me alone." There's a trap here!"

The white-haired old man called Yin Li glanced at the little girl lovingly and comforted, "Good Fei'er, don't be afraid. Uncle Yin is dead today, and he will definitely protect you. Eradicate the traitorous scum of Mo Da to comfort the spirit of the valley lord in heaven. ”

Yin Li was followed by some dead soldiers, and they all echoed the proposal: "Be loyal to the valley lord and eradicate the rebellion." ”

Even though everyone's slogans were shouting loudly, Mo Da, who was facing him, was unmoved, and smiled coldly: "You want to kill me? ”

After speaking, he whistled, and in the bushes behind the altar, a group of black-clad and masked guards rushed out, thinking that they had been lurking in the darkness for a long time. Holding a sharp sword, he surrounded a group of people on the altar, so that he could wait for the rabbit.

Yin Li had long expected that there would be an ambush at the place where Mo Da was at this altar, but when he saw the outfits of the group of black-clothed and masked people, he still couldn't help but change his complexion. In this valley that day, it was this group of black robes who brutally killed the previous valley master, that is, Fei'er's father.

He originally thought that Mo Da was just a lackey who succumbed to the Netherworld in that massacre, but he didn't expect that this group of black-robed thugs had now become the arms of this lackey.

Looking at the obedient appearance of this group of black robes, Mo Da may have been in contact with the Netherworld for a long time. The brutal and ferocious Netherworld Zhai back then was also deliberately introduced into this Spirit Snake Valley.

Thinking of the father and old folks who died tragically before, Yin Li couldn't help but be angry, pointing at Mo Da's nose and scolding, while scolding angrily, he did not forget to appeal, and the villagers in the audience took up arms together, hated the same enemy, and eradicated the traitor.

In the face of Yin Li's scolding, compared to the denial of the last time the two met, Mo Da admitted generously this time, it was he who fornicated with the Demon Sect, he was the one who led the black robe into the valley, and even attacked the previous valley lord overnight, and it was he who finally caused the main force of the valley to die in battle.

What made Yin Li's heart chill was that just as the people on the stage were gritting their teeth when they heard Mo Da's words, the villagers under the altar were still as indifferent as wood. You know, what is standing in front of them is the culprit who caused the tragic death of their loved ones!

When Mo Da was making a big speech on the stage, the black-robed encirclement around the altar was constantly shrinking. He planned to take advantage of the resentment and distraction of Yin Li's group of people to launch a surprise attack and wipe out this group of people.

This insidious intention, after all, was finally seen through by Yin Li, who was the leader, seeing that the other party was overwhelmed, and now his party was under siege, and he no longer expected to incite the emotions of the villagers who had already been numb and stupid, and everything still had to rely on himself.

According to the rules handed down by the Spirit Snake Valley for generations, if the valley lord dies in battle, his descendants will take over the position of the valley lord. The old valley owner only has a daughter, Miss, and the top priority is to save Fei'er, the new valley owner, first.

The group didn't care about scolding and fighting, and immediately went straight to the point, and quickly stepped forward to rescue the little valley master who was trapped on the stone statue.

Li Canglan and his entourage listened to this corner for a while, and they also had a general understanding of the outline of the incident, and they did not have the slightest doubt about the Netherworld Zhai Demon Sect. Qionghua's children are here, and they should be chivalrous and righteous, punishing evil and promoting good, which is the ancestral teaching. The three of them each summoned their blades, and they were about to step forward to help Elder Yin Li and rescue the Lord of Fei'er Valley.

On the altar, a great war is about to break out. It's just that before the black robe approached, there were already bursts of pain from Elder Yin's side.

It turned out that on this altar, among the floor tiles in front of the stone statue, there was a mechanism. Elder Yin and his party were eager to save people's hearts, and their attention was all on the strong enemies and Fei'er who were around. Unintentionally, it has been buried under the floor tiles, and the poisonous insects prepared in advance have bitten it.

Elder Yin and his entourage were originally all valley people in this Spirit Snake Valley, and they were all masters of snake making, so they shouldn't have been so easily tricked, of course, because the strong enemy had scattered a certain amount of attention on the side, but most importantly, it was because the poisonous scorpion that attacked this sneak attack was really unusual.

The poison tongs are purple, and they move very quickly, as if they have spirituality, and they sting at the weakest point of a person's ankle, and they retreat with one blow. There were only three or five attackers, but in an instant, they stung Elder Yin and his entourage.

Its poison was extremely violent, and everyone was stung by only half a pillar of incense, but they all felt unstable on their feet and confused. I'm afraid that before this big battle starts, Elder Yin's side will be defeated.

Mo laughed arrogantly: "Today, none of you want to live to see the sun of the fifth watch." ”