I saw that the last candle was put down, and together with the other forty-eight candles, it formed a complex pattern, which seemed to be chaotic, but there was a feeling that the soul was going to be swallowed in.

At this time, the priest opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the candle in front of him was even more sparkling, and at this moment, the anomaly was abrupt, and he saw that the candles that were still burning separately were connected together, surrounding the corpses of the two in the center.

At this time, Qiu Xin saw clearly what the pattern was, and it turned out to be the same as the skull he saw in the cave pit, and the location of the corpse of the bone axe was the official location of the skull mouth.

Then the priest recited an unknown incantation in his mouth, and the candles in a line burned towards the two of them, as if they were devouring corpses, and the smell of corpses burning in the canyon became stronger and stronger, which made Qiu Xin particularly uneasy.

It was this thick and heavy feeling of danger that made Qiu Xin have no time to explain anything, and he swung his sword and slashed towards the people of Northern Xinjiang, and at this time, Dao Ba also reacted from the shock just now, lifted the big knife, and Huo Huo came.

The rest of the people looked at Qiu Xin and Dao Ba, and they also reacted in an instant, and they all showed their weapons and confronted more than 20 northern Xinjiang people, and these northern Xinjiang people experienced the initial ecstasy, and they were determined.

Although the short knives in their hands were very dexterous, they could not withstand the onslaught of the five people, so they led the battlefield to the entire canyon, and the priest behind them also reappeared.

Qiu Xin shouted, "Knife and dart head, you must stop him." Dao Eight did not answer, the broadsword in his hand slashed hard, and the northern Xinjiang people in front of him were even cut in half with knives, and blood was splashed on the spot, and between this gap, Dao Eight jumped and flew towards the priest.

The other people in the northern Xinjiang did not hesitate because of the death of their companion, and another person stood in front of the priest, looking at his expression, he was ready to die, and Daoba shouted when he saw this, "Get out!"

But the momentum of the falling knife was blocked by Shengsheng, and then the other people in the northern Xinjiang ignored the four of Qiuxin and wanted to converge in the direction of the priest. Qiu Xin's face changed, and while carrying the sword technique, he urged the true qi in his body.

And the pace is even more slow, blocking the northern Xinjiang people on their side, the sound of the tiger roar suddenly spread throughout the entire canyon, Qiu Xin no longer left his hand, the swordsmanship is much faster than the knife in the hands of the northern Xinjiang people, even in the face of many people, still not panicked, and the screams sounded one after another.

The people of the northern Xinjiang who fought with Qiu Xin looked resentful, and wanted to rush to the priest's side regardless of their lives, Qiu Xin saw this, naturally he would not let them succeed, one hundred and eight sword moves were constantly converted, and after a short time, these people from the northern Xinjiang were all injured, their bodies were in pain, and they no longer had the strength to fight.

These people from northern Xinjiang were helpless, so they didn't resist Qiu Xin anymore, retreated to both sides of the canyon, covered their wounds, and looked at the priest anxiously.

Seeing this, Qiu Xin did not continue to chase and kill, but looked at Shi Weihu and Shan Sanniang, although the two of them attacked sharply, they were much weaker in defense, especially the speed, which was much weaker than Qiu Xin's three.

In the blind defense of the northern Xinjiang people, they were helpless, only to see that more than a dozen northern Xinjiang people had gathered in front of the priest, and the corpse of the bone axe was protected behind them, and the other injured northern Xinjiang people also fled back when they saw this.

Qiu Xin and the others stood together again, they also understood that it was the priest that the people of Northern Xinjiang wanted to protect so desperately, and the five of them exchanged glances, and they were about to strike again, but at this time, the priest actually stood up tremblingly.

Seeing this, the northerners in front of them stepped aside and exposed the priest in front of them, and the priest bowed to the north, plucked the feathers from his head, and wrote something on the ground, and the incantation sounded in his mouth.

Qiu Xin knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, and burst out with all his strength, wanting to disrupt this weird rhythm, Dao Hachi also moved tacitly, and one person picked it up, towards the corpse.

But this time, the people from the northern Xinjiang did not resist, looking at the two of them with a playful face, and they felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't say anything, so they could only continue to move forward, at this moment, Qiu Xin only felt that the sound of the spell in his ears was getting more and more urgent, and the old priest's hand, the green tendons on his face were violent, and his whole body trembled violently.

The candle flame was even stronger, and the body of the Gu Nu Bone Axe actually burned, and the smoke from the burning actually filled the entire canyon, although it was afternoon, but the whole sky was dark.

This series of accidents happened in an instant, Shi Weihu and Shan Sanniang had already moved, and Daoba and Qiuxin were only a few feet away from the priest, as long as one of them succeeded, the elderly priest would whine.

But the next moment, Qiu Xin's eyes darkened, and the priest in front of him suddenly disappeared, and then, everything around him suddenly disappeared, leaving only the forty-nine burning candles and the burning corpse.

Qiu Xin took a deep breath and realized that he had also fallen into the priesthood, he didn't want to let himself go at the beginning, saying that this was just delaying time to light these candles, looking at these scenes, Qiu Xin's heart sank to the bottom.

These people from the north didn't know what kind of sacrifice they used, trapped themselves here, and they used the corpses of their companions, Qiu Xin took a deep breath and walked towards the candles.

But what surprised him even more was that no matter how far he walked, those candles were always far away from him, and as the burning time became longer and longer, the flesh and blood on the bones and axes gradually burned dry, turning into two charred skeletons.

Qiu Xin calmed down and walked around, but the scene in front of him didn't seem to be a canyon, he couldn't get out, and he couldn't hear an echo when he shouted, and the candles followed him all the time.

At this moment, the vanishing sacrificial spell sounded again, spreading in this dark space, Qiu Xin wanted to distinguish the direction where the sound came from, but the sound turned out to be coming from all directions.

Qiu Xin sat down suddenly, mobilized his internal force, and his body lit up with three-color light, but it still echoed the flame of the candle, and the sound of the glamour became louder and louder, filling Qiu Xin's mind and making Qiu Xin have a splitting headache.

Until the fire on the corpse was extinguished, the fire on the forty-nine candles around it was actually blown out by a yin wind, and for a moment it was really dark, and the sound of the spell also stopped.

Qiu Xin opened his eyes at this time, feeling the air flow around him, and there was no fixed direction, one moment to the left, one time to the right, swaying back and forth, at this moment, the change started again.

The pure and grand Central Plains dialect sounded in the dark space, and the words "ghosts and resentments" fell, and the original position of the candle lit up with four points of dark green light, bringing Qiu Xin a familiar feeling.

It was those bone zombies in the cave cave that Qiu Xin was overjoyed, and with his previous experience, this priest wanted to use this method against himself, I am afraid it was a big mistake.

And the little light in the darkness is revealing its location, Qiu Xin snorted coldly, and raised his sword, but although these two charred white bones are the same as those white bone zombies, they are quite intelligent, as if they are being manipulated, they can dodge.

Qiu Xin wanted to pierce the ghost fire of his eyes with a move, but he didn't expect that these two white bones also had the martial arts of the bone and bone axe before his death, which was much higher than the Northern Xinjiang people who fought in the canyon at the right time.

So Qiu Xin's sword move changed and slid down towards the shoulder bone, but what he didn't expect was that the white bone zombie in the cave pit might break the bone joint under his strength, and it would be connected again after a while, but these two white bones were completely different.

The sword light actually brought out a few wisps of sparks, and the white bone hand had already grabbed Qiu Xin's shoulder, Qiu Xin's left hand carried the Hidden Spirit Technique, and shook it hard, but the strength of this white bone was comparable to Shi Weihu, and as soon as it came into contact, Qiu Xin was forced to fly backwards.

Only then did he understand why the priest used candle fire to roast the corpse, and it was like a fire forge, forging these two white bones so hard, not afraid of the edge of the sword.

With a muffled snort, he stood on the ground, and not far behind him, two ghost fires were staring at him, it was another sentence of white bones that took advantage of this time to hide behind him, and he actually wanted to sneak attack Qiu Xin from behind He didn't have time to breathe, Qiu Xin's feet were windy, and he wanted to leave the range of the two white bones.

The sound of the joint impact sounded, and the two white bones actually ran towards him, one attacked Qiu Xin's left, and the other attacked Qiu Xin's right, Qiu Xin put the sword in his hand in front of him, and stabbed at the zombie on the right.

On the other side, Qiu Xin lowered his body, clasped the thin leg bone of the white bone with one hand, and lifted it up, the white bone lost its balance and was about to fall backwards, while the white bone on the other side was also blocked by Qiu Xin's long sword and stabbed into the chest.

At this moment, Qiu Xin couldn't care about the fallen white bone, the sword in his hand turned suddenly, and on the blade, the three-colored light stirred, cutting off a few of the most fragile bones in his chest, and this white bone actually reached out to hold the blade.

Qiu Xin jerked back hard, and the piercing sound of friction sounded, and the palm phalanx of the white bone was also cut off and shattered to the ground, which made Qiu Xin happy, but then he felt the sound of whirring wind above his head, and at some point, the fallen white bone had already stood up, clasped his hands into fists, and smashed down towards the top of his head.

At this time, in the canyon, the priest sat awkwardly, as if he was seriously ill, and the feather in his hand was also inserted back again, but a large number of twisted words had been written in front of him, and there was still a bright red color on it, while the other people from the north sat in a circle, thinking something in their mouths, making the smoke around them thicker and thicker.

And the light of the candle was not extinguished, but the faint smoke surrounded Shi Weihu and the others, and they saw that the five of them were all holding weapons and slashing at the fog in front of them, as if they were trying their best to resist this.

And everyone's eyes gradually turned red, seeing that the distance between the five people was getting closer and closer, they were about to cut each other, but they still looked unaware.

At this time, the sun was completely out of the canyon, and the wind was blowing very terrifyingly.