Meng Huan finally agreed to Tie Luosha, because Tie Luosha promised to give him the spoils of war, and he himself wanted to raise his cultivation to forging bones.

The two of them finally set their sights on a Purple Flame City, a city where a fire festival was about to be held.

Tie Luosha came prepared, I don't know how he knew, he actually knew the time of the fire festival ceremony in each city of the hot sun.

Half a month later, Meng Huan and Tie Luosha were waiting for the fire sacrifice in a purple flame city, and the two agreed that Meng Huan would drag the strong man in the city, and he would be responsible for extinguishing the fire.

This is exactly what Meng Huan meant, as soon as their purple flame is extinguished, it is like a part of their faith is missing for them, and there will be a certain loss of strength for the cultivators of this city.

As for why they extinguished their holy flame during the fire sacrifice, it was naturally because of the concentration of their incense at that time, and the loot was not to be found anywhere, this was proposed by Meng Huan, and the difficulty increased a lot.

The two of them waited in the restaurant near the altar in the city, this time they didn't bring that attendant, and the boiling blood cultivation was just a burden here.

In fact, Meng Huan himself had the confidence to refine those flames, but he was afraid that there was a mysterious existence of Yanyang attached to it, and it would not be good if he was calculated.

The crowds on the street piled up more and more, and one after another, they came together, merged into a river, and rushed towards the square.

The restaurant began to drive people away, and they also had to go to the festival, Meng Huan and Tie Luosha walked out of the restaurant and blended into the crowd, no different from the Yanyang people.

The crowd began to gather in the square, there were cultivators standing in front, those who did not cultivate stood in the back, there was still a road in the square where no people had ever standed, there was a place where the city lord sacrificed and others entered, the flame holy land, the source of their strength, and it was not allowed to fly in.

After a while, the believers cheered, Meng Huan was the second time he had seen it, but he was still shocked. This time it's bigger and more people than the previous one.

It was their priest who came, several of them were all in purple clothes, Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that there was no stronger one here, he had killed a lot in purple clothes, and besides, after killing these people, he should be able to use their blood and qi to forge bones.

This was the first time he had taken the initiative to kill someone, just to improve his cultivation, which was already done by the evil way, but he was relieved to think that the enemy was such a cult organization. Moreover, Meng Huan only killed those who had cultivation, and never killed a mortal.

He nodded at Tie Luosha, signaling that he could do it.

Meng Huan slowly approached the aisle, these mortals couldn't stop him at all, but Meng Huan didn't make a big move, he just looked like a fanatical believer, getting closer to the holy fire.

This time, he only wanted to kill people, not to practice his moves, and it was best to surprise him.

Soon, he approached those strong men, and then looked at Tie Luo Sha, he was already close to the altar, Meng Huan no longer waited, King Kong Zhuo directly sacrificed, and at the same time, a seal of the Yang Seal was played, and it directly turned into a cyan day, like several sacrifices covering the past. He masked the color of the fire, and only wanted to disturb the minds of these mortals, making them think that it was just an infighting.

At Meng Huan's request, Tie Luosha promised to kill fewer mortals, otherwise when they entered, a fan would fan over and they could be cleared directly.

King Kong hit the person in the middle, directly shattering his body, and the Liyang Seal swallowed his blood and soul fire, leaving not even ashes.

Several other purple-clothed people were shocked, they could feel that the person who came was not using the Qingyang Seal, which meant that this struggle was not a struggle for power, and they would also be in danger.

The purple-clothed people who changed their thinking quickly, they ran away directly, they didn't know how to do it, and they weren't from a high-level city family, so they couldn't learn any good magic spells, otherwise how could they live under this purple-clothed city lord?

The people were also scattered, they didn't have the cultivation of a few purple-clothed people, and they couldn't see that Meng Huan was not from Yanyang, and they didn't want to take their lives. For them, what they believe in is the holy fire, not the city lord, as long as the holy fire is still there, this is still their home for the Yanyang people.

As for some Black Flame Purple Flames whose cultivation is not high and they can't even enter the core of Purple Flame City, although they can also see a little sign of it, the more they cultivate, the more they cherish their lives, and they also turn around and run. Moreover, the struggle for power and profit is also beneficial to them, after all, the incense can be redistributed instead of being concentrated in the core hands of Purple Flame City.

Meng Huan didn't pay attention to the scattered people, and he didn't need to pay attention to the low-level cultivators who fled, no matter how many kills these people were, they wouldn't make him improve his cultivation much.

Tie Luosha was waiting, when the ordinary people were almost gone, he would fan out the flames, and he promised Meng Huan that he would not deliberately hurt ordinary people.

Meng Huan took a stride and jumped in front of the purple-clothed man who fled at the front, and a seal directly devoured his vitality and strengthened himself.

When they run away, they must have no power to resist, and the smart people in purple immediately understand that it is not feasible to escape.

With enough strength, a man in purple shouted: "There is an invasion of the Rakshasa people, this Mai man is not from the Yanyang country, he will kill us all, everyone quickly throw themselves into the holy fire, let the holy fire save ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was beaten to death by Meng Huan, Meng Huan regretted a little, he felt danger from the other party's words.

Quick!

The other purple-clothed people seemed to see that Meng Huan's target was them, and stood together, some played the purple sun seal, some pinched the Buddha's handprint, and some attacked directly like Meng Huan with their bare hands, they fought to the death, and they wanted to hold on until the holy flame was powerful.

Meng Huan underestimated the fanaticism of the believers in the Yanyang Kingdom, and those who did not go far all ran back, jumping into the altar one after another, feeding the holy fire with their own flesh and blood.

The purple flame suddenly rose, and Tie Luosha hesitated a little, these mortals would definitely not be able to survive if he went down to the fan, which was against what he promised Meng Huan.

Meng Huan seemed to be very relaxed when he fought with a few of them, but when the purple fire ignited, he sensed that the aura of this group of people had improved, even if he could cope with it now, when more believers joined the altar blood sacrifice, his situation would become very difficult.

"Extinguish their fire!" Meng Huan shouted, leaving the Yang Seal with one hand and attacking the other with the other hand.

"He still has helpers!" The man in purple was shocked, one person was so difficult to deal with, if there were accomplices, they would be dead.

"It's them, the last time the holy flame of a Black Flame City was extinguished, run quickly and inform the city lord of the upper city. A man in purple remembered the incident half a month ago and roared hard, hoping to get his voice out.

Meng Huan did not relent, and directly killed these active people, and his blood was soaring, and he was about to forge his bones.

Tie Luo Sha fanned the wind, blowing the purple fire swaying, and all mortals disappeared, and he raised another fan, and the purple fire swayed even more, but it had no intention of extinguishing.

According to his understanding, the black flame can be extinguished with two fans, and the last time it was because the flame had just been sacrificed, and it was the peak time that he consumed three fans. It's just three fans, and it also drains his qi and blood, and this time it may be even more difficult.

In the third fan, it rained heavily in the sky, and the flames were still burning, but the fire had decreased and had not been extinguished.

Sure enough, the purple fire after the blood sacrifice was difficult to extinguish, and he could only fight for nothing, and he also had to use the fourth fan, which might hurt the foundation.

He glanced at his teammates, who were still fighting with a few men in purple, and his pale face showed a bit of determination, and he made up his mind to use the fourth fan.

Meng Huan could have dealt with these people a long time ago, but as soon as it rained, even his Liyang Seal was extinguished, and Meng Huan had to evaluate the grade of Tie Luosha's fan again.

It was only a delay for some time, after all, the rain had a greater impact on them, and after a while, several purple clothes were killed, and his blood and qi naturally began to forge bones.

Meng Huan turned around and saw that the Iron Rakshasa fanned, the purple fire was extinguished, his face was pale, and he was about to fall to the ground, Meng Huan hurriedly ran over and held him up.

"Brother Tie, I'll carry you, we have to leave quickly, the news here may have spread. ”

"Hmm!" may be hesitant, his voice is a little small, Meng Huan heard it, and he wanted to carry him on his back.

"Don't carry him!"

A black kitten suddenly appeared, standing on Meng Huan's shoulder, hunched the cat's back, and glared at the person behind Meng Huan.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. ”

He didn't leave Maruko, thinking that Maruko was initiating bed qi, after all, she had been sleeping for more than a month. Meng Huan directly picked up the iron yarn, collected the incense brought by the sacrifices, as well as the golden blood in the pool, and fled outside the city.

On Meng Huan's back, Tie Luosha didn't pay attention to the pills, just looked at the back of Meng Huan's head, his pale cheeks were a little red, if Meng Huan saw this, he would definitely think that this person had the good of Longyang, and he didn't dare to carry it again.

"Bad master, this king is going to be angry!"

The pills were broken all the way, and disappeared in the rain with Meng Huan.