The wolf demon leader whispered a mantra, and the ancient and mellow mantra echoed in the sky above the altar, condensing but not dispersing, giving people a strange feeling. I don't know when in the center of the altar there was a tall cross by a man.

This shelf resembles two stone pillars crossed together, and the erosion marks on them add to the sense of vicissitudes and clumsiness.

The stone frame is engraved with all kinds of demon patterns, or birds and beasts, or insects and fish. However, the most conspicuous thing is the demon pupil totem at the intersection, as if there is a kind of magic power, which makes people feel lost when they look at it.

The sleeping girl was taken to the stone frame, and as soon as "Ye Xiumei" stretched out her hand, an extra rope appeared in her palm. She blew lightly on the rope again, and the thing seemed to come to life, and tied it to the shelf around the maiden.

After doing all this, the two demons looked at each other and nodded, and retreated from the altar.

The wolf demon leader looked sideways, smiled at a wolf demon, and said a few incomprehensible beast words. The snow-white wolf demon howled twice and timidly walked up to the altar.

Its voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of excitement, and its golden eyes were full of longing for the unknown.

Finally, it came to a distance of ten paces in front of the girl, and looked around, looking a little nervous.

After a few moments, it knelt on its front legs, and its mouth whined in a certain rhythm. The rest of the wolf demons had solemn expressions and stared intently at the altar.

It went on like this for about a quarter of an hour, and the sound stopped abruptly, and it screamed violently into the air!

Oh!

The voice was unruly and long-lasting, with hope, straight to the nine heavens.

The full moon in the sky seemed brighter, as if in response to the beast's cry.

A flash of golden light fell from the full moon, enveloping the entire altar and making it look even more mysterious. The runes on the stone shelf seemed to have awakened, and began to circulate and flicker.

The golden eyes of the wolf demon on the altar began to glow with blood-red glow, staring at the girl on the cross. Suddenly, two thumb-thick pillars of red light shot out from its pupils, falling straight on the girl's pair of eyes.

A strange scene has appeared!

The girl, who was originally immersed in sleep, suddenly opened her eyes with a sudden "Ah!"

She found herself bound and subconsciously wanted to break free, but only after this moment of wakefulness, her mind suddenly became blank.

Her pupils were dilated, her face was expressionless, and her mind was pulled by the two red pillars, and she couldn't control her eyes with the wolf demon in front of her.

The runes from the cross surged towards the maiden like fireflies, wrapping her up. Then, he spiraled along the two pillars of light, submerging the wolf demon in it, and from a distance, it looked like two lights and shadows were connected by two rays of light.

The wolf demon's light and shadow began to slowly deform, and from time to time there was a cry of pain and the sound of bones cracking from within. The wolf demons outside the altar were all expressionless, staring at the changes in the field with a divine gaze.

After a long stick of incense, the wolf demon light and shadow slowly climbed up from the ground. Judging from the outline, it can be vaguely distinguished that it is a human being.

The light and shadow faded like a tide, and a naked woman with black hair stood on the altar. Her waist-length long hair makes her plump buttocks flicker, and her round and straight jade legs make people reverie and dry mouth.

Suddenly, a flash of sunshine flashed, and she took a set of clothes from nowhere to hide her spring light. Although it is a shawl, it has another lazy beauty.

On that jade-like face, the muscles twitched a few times, and it looked very uncoordinated. The stiff head turned from side to side a few times, and it seemed that it had not yet adapted to the transformed body.

She stretched out her jade hand like a green onion, looked at it again and again in surprise, and kept watching the changes in her body left and right.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Her throat was dry, and she made several hoarse choking sounds, which made it difficult to understand, and I wondered if she had not yet learned human speech.

After doing so, she knelt down and prayed to the full moon, as if thanking the moon god for protecting her transfiguration ritual.

After the salute, she slowly got up, her eyes cold, and then stretched out her index finger. After a while, it turned into a sharp claw, and it was aimed at the stunning girl on the cross.

At this time, the girl was like a serious illness and became depressed. Her eyelids were shaking, and it seemed like it took a lot of effort to open them.

Finally, she opened her eyes, and saw a claw of a beast with a cold light facing her. Her mind went blank, but the instinct to survive made her struggle symbolically.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the wolf demon's eyes, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned upward, and his claws roared out, taking the position of the girl's eyebrows!

"Perfect ceremony!" it thought to itself.

......

Yujian Villa, the main peak of Yuquan Peak.

The peaks here are high and steep, and the pines are green and blue. There is a huge platform built on the mountainside, and at this time an old man with crane hair came.

If the disciples of this sect were here, they would definitely exclaim. The person who came was none other than Wen Jingtang, the famous Jindan ancestor in the sect.

At the end of the platform was a huge stone hall, Wen Jingtang glanced at it from a distance, but instead of walking over, he walked towards a path on the left.

Not long after, he came to a stone wall, took out an apricot yellow rune paper and threw it at the void, and stood there with his hands in his hands.

After a stick of incense, Wen Jingtang was already sitting opposite a middle-aged man in a living room. The man opposite was in his forties, with black hair, a red face, sparkling eyes, and a short beard.

Wen Jingtang took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

The man surnamed Yan laughed and said, "Senior Brother Wen, I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, but you actually blew your Venerable Driver to my Yuquan Peak?"

Wen Jingtang paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yan said something, although he doesn't come diligently on weekdays, he occasionally comes to a small gathering. You don't have to!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and said a few more polite words.

Wen Jingtang's face was slightly condensed, and he said, "Two months ago, Niuzhuang Village discovered the matter of the Demon Dao, the junior brother should have heard about it, right?"

The man surnamed Yan raised his eyebrows, nodded and said: "I already know about this matter, the high-level leaders of the three factions attach great importance to this matter, and I don't think it will be long before they join forces to suppress demons again." ”

Wen Jingtang said again: "Yes! After hundreds of years of calm, it still came!"

The man surnamed Yan accompanied him and sighed, silent for a long time.

He looked at Wen Jingtang and seemed to stop talking, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, with the friendship between you and me, let's get straight to the point!

Wen Jingtang pursed his lips and said, "So I'll be straightforward, I really have something to discuss with you this time." For one of your disciples. ”

"Oh, which disciple?"

Wen Jingtang said slowly: "Liu-Yi-Wen!"