Chapter 181: The Heart of the Altar
"Bang!"
Hundreds of Demon Sect disciples who were hung upside down by Yang Xian in front of the Heavenly Demon Palace were blown up by Feng Thin Bamboo with a palm and turned into a blood mist in the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"A bunch of embarrassing things, innocent of death!"
He stretched out his hands to Yang Xian and Xiao and whispered, "The back mountain is still a hundred and ten miles away from here, I'll bring you two over!"
This Feng Shouzhu still had an indifferent expression just now, but at this time, with a palm slap, hundreds of Demon Sect disciples were all killed by him, and it was only at this time that his true colors of the Demon Sect were revealed.
Hundreds of disciples were killed when they said they were killed, and even one of the grandmaster-level masters, Qin Wujiu, did not hesitate to explode with one palm.
This is the method of his demon sect boss!
Yang Xian saw him grabbing it with a palm at this time, and wanted to dodge this grab, but after thinking about it, he didn't move, and let Feng Slender Bamboo grab his shoulder.
At the same time, Xiao Qingyu's shoulder was also grabbed by Feng Shouzhu.
The thin old man shouted "get up", and Yang Xian and Xiao whispered at the same time, and their bodies were light, and their feet were off the ground.
Then the scenery in front of him changed rapidly, as if in a brilliant and strange dream, and the surrounding scene suddenly became fragmented.
But this strange situation was only a matter of a moment, and suddenly their eyes lit up, and the two found that they had arrived in a new environment.
The two of them were still in the Heavenly Demon Palace just now, but in the blink of an eye, they were already in a strange valley.
Looking at the rugged mountains and rocks around him, the ancient trees not far away, the birds and insects chirping, and the flying springs and waterfalls, Xiao whispered for a long time before he came back to his senses, and looked at Yang Xian who was standing beside him, "Brother Xian, where is this?"
Yang Xian said lightly: "This should be the back mountain a hundred miles away as Elder Feng said. ”
Feng Shouzhu had already let go of the palm that was grabbing the shoulders of the two at this time, and said with a smile when he heard the words: "Yes, this is my Demon Gate Forbidden Land Black Dragon Valley, and the Yang Sect Master came just in time today, so I can't say that there is something I want you to help with." ”
He stepped forward, "You two come with me!"
Xiao Qingyu was still shocked at this time, and muttered, "This is a hundred miles away, how did he do it?"
Yang Xian sighed: "This is the terrifying thing about the Great Grandmaster, in an instant, he has shrunk into inches, which is beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts masters. ”
He took Xiao Xiao's whispering hand, "Let's go, let's take a look!"
The two of them followed the wind and thin bamboo all the way, carefully examining the valley as they went.
I saw that the stone color of this valley was blue-black, which was very different from ordinary stones, and the trees on both sides were also strangely blue-black, even the wide leaves, which were also black instead of normal green.
The whole valley has an eerie and extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Following the winding cobblestone path, he turned around a few times, and finally a very wide field appeared in front of Yang Xian.
This is a small basin surrounded by mountains, with a span of more than ten miles, and in the middle of this basin, there is a circular altar with a height of more than ten zhang.
The altar was dark and three feet square, and at this time, on the flat roof above the altar, seven or eight people were sitting cross-legged around a stone platform.
"Buzz"
A soft sound came from the top of the altar, and the entire altar and even the entire valley seemed to be slowly shaking with the sound.
At the same time as this voice sounded, an extremely evil cold fluctuation spread out from the altar, causing the hairs around Yang Xian's body to stand on end, and Xiao whispered in surprise.
"What is this?"
Yang Xian looked at the wind and thin bamboo walking in front of him, "Why is this aura so evil?"
Feng Shouzhu didn't stop, and said softly: "You can come up and take a look and you'll know what it is." ”
When the three of them walked to the altar, Feng Shouzhu stopped and said to Yang Xian: "You go up with me, the female doll is waiting below." ”
Yang Xian pulled Xiao Qingyu in front of him, hugged her body, and patted her lightly on the back, "Whispering, you wait for me below for a while, and I'll come down in a while." ”
Xiao nodded softly, reluctantly loosened Yang Xian's clothes, and said lightly: "Brother Xian, be careful!"
Yang Xian smiled: "It's okay, be good, obedient!"
At this time, there were several Demon Sect disciples standing under the altar, and Feng Shouzhu called a few and ordered: "Take care of this female doll, there must be no mistakes." ”
When a few disciples bowed down, Yang Xian had already ascended the altar.
The altar is more than ten zhang high, divided into nine layers, and at the top, it is the stone platform that worships the ghosts and gods.
As Yang Xian walked towards the top of the altar step by step, the aura of becoming more and more cold and evil became thicker and thicker.
It wasn't until he reached the top of the altar that he finally saw something on the stone platform in the center of the altar.
The evil and cold aura emanated from this thing.
It was a huge blue-purple heart.
This heart is the size of a small water tank, and although it is only a single heart that is detached from the main body, it is still beating "thump" on the stone platform of the altar at this time.
Yang Xian had never seen such a big heart, and he couldn't think of what kind of creature had such an organ.
Every time this heart beats, there is a cold breath emitted, accompanied by strange fluctuations.
The closer he was to this heart, the greater the pressure, and after Yang Xian took a few steps forward, he suddenly hallucinated in front of him, and he couldn't distinguish things.
He was taken aback, the master's mental method was running rapidly, and his mind entered the ethereal realm in an instant, and his body and mind were in harmony, and his body and mind no longer fluctuated.
Feng Shouzhu whispered "Huh", and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Good boy, you have come to this point!"
At this time, around this heart, there were seven people sitting cross-legged, and after hearing Yang Xian's movement, everyone turned their heads to look at Yang Xian, waiting for Feng Shouzhu's introduction.
Feng Shouzhu glanced at Yang Xian and said to the seven people: "This kid is Mei Niansheng's apprentice, Yang Xian, the current master of the Confucian Sect, didn't you talk about him a few days ago, people are here now, and they also hang the disciples in our Heavenly Demon Palace one by one in front of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and beat them with wattles, this majesty, this domineering, tsk, is only stronger than his teacher!"
Yang Xian said with a smile: "I have to make this decision as a last resort, and I ask a few seniors to forgive me!"
Feng Shouzhu couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw that he could still distract himself and speak in such a state of confluence, "Yang Xian, are you really a Grandmaster cultivator?"
Yang Xian said with a smile: "The predecessors have the same eye. ”
Feng Shouzhu secretly wondered, "Only when the spiritual realm reaches the level of a great grandmaster, can he freely detach his spirit from the state of merger, and he has never heard of a person who can do it in the realm of a grandmaster, how did this kid do it?"
Just when Feng Shouzhu was wondering, a tall old man next to him had already grown up, "Yang Xian, how is your teacher now?" A few days ago, he suddenly had a sword qi and led my hundred divine soldiers to attack the immortal Black Mountain, this old boy is very leisurely and elegant, didn't he say that he was dead, why is he still so alive?"
This tall old man has an ancient face, a pair of golden pupils are different from ordinary people, when he speaks, although the speed of speech is not fast, but the voice shakes the void, like rolling thunder, the whole person is like a volcano composed of thunder, as if there will be endless thunder erupting from him at any time.
He said to Yang Xian: "You came just in time, I'm afraid that only your Confucian mind can really restrain this thing, have you brought the Confucian Great Seal?"
Without waiting for Yang Xian to answer, the old man said again: "I am Lei Dongtian, your teacher should have told you about me!"