According to what this person said, Meng Huan felt a little that he was equivalent to a purified Shura?

After walking for about half an hour, Meng Huan followed the crowd to his destination, which was an altar in the city.

There was a fire pool on the altar with black flames burning on it, but the strange color could not hide its holy radiance. Meng Huan felt that this fire was of the same origin as the flame he received, and both had a purifying power, no wonder although the Yanyang people were born in Shura, they looked like the human race, and there were no bone spurs and ghost patterns.

Nuwa created human beings with the body of the great god Pangu, and they are all innate Dao bodies. The hot sun is the blood of Shura, it is the metamorphosis of Pangu's dirty blood, and the blood is purified, and it is not surprising that it looks similar to the human race.

Meng Huan now wondered if the blood he had obtained came from a powerful Shura, which had been burned away by the flames of the scorching sun, turned into golden blood, and absorbed by him.

The flames were surrounded by people, young and old, men and women, and this scene of crowds was a bit like the Muslims of the earth in the holy place of Jerusalem, crazy believers, crazy worship.

There were three black-robed people standing in front of the altar, and the aura on their bodies was like a purple mansion, presumably they were the purple flame masters of the burning sun.

The black-robed man standing in the middle raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Today is our city's triennial fire festival, and this fire festival is presided over by Hei. ”

Meng Huan knew that the lord of the city of Yanyang would be given a surname, the same name as the city, and the black-robed man said it was equivalent to not saying it, everyone knew that your surname was black.

"First of all, we worship and support the flame!"

"Fire!fire!fire!fire!fire-"

A large number of people bowed down, the cry shook the sky, Meng Huan was embarrassed, so he had to squat down to cover it up, he would not take any fire as faith.

Looking around, he saw that behind him, one or two sons and brothers, all dressed in white, were standing there directly, if it weren't for the fanatical Black Flame City people who had no time to pay attention to them, Meng Huan doubted if they could still stand here.

"Okay, let's offer incense!"

He raised his hand to signal, and everyone stood up, looking at the altar, the other two black-robed people, pouring several boxes of incense into the pool. The fire in the pool instantly grew bigger, emitting Dao brilliance, to purify all negative breaths.

"Bless the hot sun!"

"Bless the hot sun!"

Meng Huan didn't have any negative power on his body except for that little fan, so he didn't feel anything, but Meng Huan saw that there were some people whose expressions seemed uncomfortable and comfortable, including the two white-clothed men before, who should be people who had a little recovery in the Shura bloodline.

"Male... Childe, I'm so uncomfortable with this fire. ”

"Who told you not to practice well?"

"People don't mean it~"

Meng Huan felt a chill, and the two people behind him actually used such a tone that goosebumps fell to the ground.

"Offerings. ”

With a move from the black robe, nearly a hundred people were escorted out of a cage, they were all from the Rakshasa country, and they were to be sacrificed to the black fire by blood.

"It's finally time to throw yourself into the arms of the flame!"

Meng Huan knelt down beside him, they were all on the outskirts of the square, and the people in front couldn't see them.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Huan wondered, everyone didn't kneel at this time, why did this person kneel.

"My child is infected by demons, and he will be thrown into the arms of the holy fire and purified by the holy fire, and I am happy for him. With that, he bowed down again.

"Beasts, you are the devil!" said one of the sons behind Meng Huan hatefully.

"Childe, why don't we save them!"

"But if I make a move, I won't have the strength to escape. ”

"I'll take Childe out. ”

Meng Huan heard it in his ears, only thinking that they were going to save the reaved Yanyang people, and couldn't help but be speechless, there were many people, aren't you afraid of revealing something? And if you take people out, how can you take those people out of the rescue?

However, Meng Huan moved his position slightly to the side to prevent the fish from being ruined.

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice! sacrifice!"

Fanatical believers, earth-shattering voices, but they can't hide a snorting voice.

"Childe~"

"Okay, I'll do it. ”

Meng Huan turned around and saw that he took out a fan, a bit like the legendary banana fan, but Meng Huan didn't think that this monk who was only in the second realm could refine and make a banana fan, this fan must be an imitation.

If this person is holding a banana fan, the banana fan that has not been refined will inevitably be sensed by the treasure compass, and if the treasure compass cannot be sensed, this fan must not be a banana fan, or it has been refined, Meng Huan does not believe that this person can have the ability to refine the banana fan.

In Meng Huan's suspicious gaze, he didn't know what was in his mouth, and the fan suddenly became five feet in size.

It is still a magic weapon-level thing, Meng Huan understands that the human forbidden magic weapon cannot be as big as it should be.

I saw him raise his fan and fan it to the altar, and a strong wind blew in the square, and countless people in the hot sun were blown away, and there was no trace, only those few black-robed people, standing there trembling and trembling, it seemed that they couldn't support it anymore, Meng Huan was speechless, this is also called saving people? This is directly killing everyone, right?

Fortunately, Meng Huan had the foresight and did not stand in front of him, otherwise he would not necessarily die, but he just didn't know where he would be blown to.

"Childe, there are three more. ”

"Hmm. ”

Meng Huan saw him raise a fan again, and a strong wind blew in the square again, and the three black-robed people were blown away by the wind.

The white-clothed boy's face instantly turned pale, as if he couldn't use this magic weapon.

He glanced at the swaying black flame on the altar, and fanned it again, the wind blew, and it rained heavily, Meng Huan felt that this rain was a little different, it was not ordinary rain, poured on the fire, and the swaying flame was extinguished instantly.

"This ......"

Meng Huan felt that he had underestimated that fan, and it might be an immortal treasure.

He looked at the two of them and found that the man in white with the fan had an unsteady breath and leaked out, and Meng Huan realized at this time.

He turned out to be the cultivation aura of the Rakshasa Country, so it seems that it is not surprising that there is a banana fan imitation, but the refining monks of the Rakshasa Country, do they look like people?

The other person held the fan and said, "Childe, there is another one behind." ”

The man in white turned around, saw Meng Huan, frowned, Meng Huan observed this person at this time, his skin was white and he was not like a Rakshasa countryman, his facial features were delicate like a woman, but he didn't have a woman's sense of weakness, and he looked a little sharp.

What a little fresh meat, Meng Huan sighed in his heart, this is the most beautiful man he has ever seen, if he didn't feel the yang energy on his body, Meng Huan would have suspected that he was a man disguised as a woman.

"Childe, kill him?"

"Let's go, don't make any trouble. "He can't see through Meng Huan, he doesn't want to make another move, and if he is making a move, he will hurt his foundation. As for the salted fish he brought, he couldn't count on it.

And he found that this person didn't seem to have malicious intentions, otherwise he would have stopped them before, and once the black flame was extinguished, the city would disappear sooner or later, and it would be in the many black flame cities.

They can't stay long.