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There are more than ten miles in the basement, and there are more than 300 people.

When the first two stood side by side, their breath was dense and unpredictable.

Ling Sheng had fought with Xianxuan Zhenjun once, and he knew the aura of Xianxuan, and looking at the breath of these two people, he knew that these two people were Xianxuan's generation, and his heart was in his heart at the moment.

In addition to the two Xuan Zhenjun, there are also nearly ten Yungang real people.

Among the figures, there is an altar, as high as three zhang, and ten zhang wide.

On the altar, the lamps and candles were placed on the ground, and Ling Sheng counted slightly, which happened to be the number of three hundred and sixty-five weeks.

In the middle of the altar, there was an old man, about eighty years old, with a face full of colorful patterns, and a wide robe of black and red, with gray intervals.

The old man's mouth was chanting loudly, chanting in a low voice, and the incantation had inexplicable power. Ling Sheng listened carefully for a moment, and immediately felt dizzy, but fortunately, his heart was resolute, and after a slight recovery, he immediately woke up and became vigilant.

The black monkey saw that he was only momentary, and then he got out of his vertigo, and he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

The monkey said: "This old man is probably the ** master of a certain tribe in southern Xinjiang, good at witchcraft and rituals, and is quite similar to the warlock of Middle Earth. ”

Before the words fell, the ** master suddenly pointed a little to the acupuncture point on his chest, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, falling on a blood bowl in front of him.

The master picked up the blood-colored bowl, recited the mantra in a low voice, and then threw the blood-colored bowl to the ground with a wave.

The blood bowl fell to the ground, and when it landed, it swelled, and in the blink of an eye it was the size of a water tank.

A yellow-robed Xuan Zhenjun was staring upwards and said in a deep voice: "Although I practice Taoism and often see witchcraft sacrifices, I have never seen such a mystery. ”

The yellow-robed Zhenjun has the appearance of being in his eighties, with a gray head and a slightly rickety posture, just a breath, but it is very pressing.

The other Xianxuan Zhenjun was dressed in purple, and when he heard the yellow-robed Zhenjun speak, he glanced at him and said secretly: "This Donghuang Zhenjun is the Xianxuan Zhenjun of Southern Xinjiang, who has been in Southern Xinjiang for many years, and although he has a wide range of knowledge, he has only seen those low-end techniques, how can he recognize the mysterious secret method of my Soul Refining Sect? This old guy on the altar is also a little blessed, and when he is old, he can also perform ancient witchcraft. ”

This Xuan Zhenjun was dressed in purple, and his age was only forty or fifty years old, much younger in comparison.

"Can you see the origin of these two True Monarchs?" Ling Sheng looked carefully, and felt that there was a difference, although these two True Monarchs were standing side by side, their status was obviously high and low, and there was a difference between the hundreds of disciples behind them, looking at the two of them.

The black monkey said: "The one in the yellow robe is probably the Xianxuan Zhenjun of Southern Xinjiang. As for the purple-clothed one, his aura is secretly in line with the Dao method of the Soul Refining Sect, and he is probably the Xianxuan Elder of the Soul Refining Sect. ”

"Manifest Xuan Evil Monarch?" Ling Sheng frowned, and said, "I have always had a keen sense, and I haven't noticed the difference in the aura of these two people, it is said that the Immortal Monarch from the Immortal Sect and the Evil Monarch of the Demon Sect are different from ordinary True Monarchs, why can't I see the difference?"

The black monkey said in a low voice: "Those who can cultivate to the realm of Xuanxuan, their practice inheritance must be extraordinary, and although they are not as good as the immortal monarch and evil monarch, there is not much difference in fact." Besides, both of them have converged their aura, and although you have a keen sense, you are still only in the realm of imperial qi, and it is difficult to detect differences. When you break through the clouds, you can sense it. ”

Ling Sheng nodded slightly.

At this time, the ** master on the altar had already begun to step along, walking step by step along the lines of the lamps and candles, without any chaos.

The purple-clothed evil monarch stood with his hands in his hands, and was very satisfied when he saw that the mage cast the spell correctly, and said: "I have also watched this witchcraft, it seems simple, but in fact it is very mysterious, and it must be straightened out, otherwise the witchcraft will disintegrate." This ** division was found from the dark cloud tribe in southern Xinjiang, and it took a lot of effort, I thought that although it was a ** division, if you want to perform this witchcraft, it is also quite difficult, I have been ready to wait for him to make a mistake three or five times, but I didn't expect that it would be so smooth. ”

The yellow-robed true monarch suddenly said: "It turns out that this witchcraft is not owned by the Southern Xinjiang tribe, but by the Soul Refining Sect, no wonder there is such a mystery." ”

The purple-clothed evil monarch glanced at him, then put his gaze upward, and said in his heart: "This guy is the true monarch of Southern Xinjiang, although he is attached to my Soul Refining Sect, but relying on his cultivation of Xuan Zhenjun, he has little respect for me, and he is really hateful." ”

If it was an ordinary Yungang Sanren, when he met a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect's Imperial Qi, he would have to bow his head. Just because the Soul Refining Sect has an extraordinary inheritance, the Imperial Qi disciples can outperform Yun Gang's generation, but when it comes to the Xuan Xuan realm, it is different.

Xianxuan Zhenjun, although it is not as good as the noble origin of the evil monarch and the demon monarch, but with this kind of ability, its inheritance is also extraordinary, the knowledge is also extensive, and the experience of fighting skills is powerful, therefore, the same is the realm of Xuanxuan, the difference is not big.

Although the purple-clothed evil monarch is better than this yellow-robed true monarch, if you want to take his life, it will take a lot of effort, and if the yellow-robed true monarch has the heart to escape, he has to let him go.

Ling Sheng was listening to the conversation between the two Xuan Xuan people, and then looked at the ** master carefully, although he always felt that this ** master's every move had a deep meaning, and the spell was hidden in the mystery, but he couldn't see the mystery in the mouths of the two Xuan Zhenjun.

Seeing him frowning, the black monkey immediately understood, and laughed in a low voice: "Although you are powerful with your sword qi, your own cultivation is still shallow, and it is normal that you can't see it." But you faintly perceive the hidden meaning of this ** master's gestures, which is rare. ”

Boom!

The black monkey's voice fell, and on the altar, the ** master suddenly drank violently, raised his voice, opened his mouth to drink, and spewed out a ball of fire along the torch, burning three times around the blood bowl like a water tank.

The purple-clothed evil monarch chuckled, "There are only two last steps left, and we are done." ”

The yellow-robed true monarch couldn't help but show a little melancholy, and said in a deep voice: "This volume is in the world, only you and I are here, is it really enough?"

The purple-clothed evil monarch said: "If the signs have really been revealed before, and the people of the Immortal Sect know about it, don't say that you and I, even if there are ten more Xuan Zhenjun, it will be difficult to protect this volume, unless the earth immortal is in charge, otherwise, even if you can keep this volume in your hands, it will be useless." ”

The Yellow Robe True Monarch was still worried, and remembered that the disciple of Shicai came to report, and said: "It is said that the disciples came down along the avenue, and when they came to this layer of the region, their whereabouts were revealed, attracting the Immortal Sect to show Xuan Xianjun, could it be that it was really a sign of exposure?"

"There have been some changes before. The purple-clothed Evil Monarch shook his head and said, "But as soon as this incident came out, except for you and me, the rest of the True Monarchs all went to various places to make movements, leading away the Immortal Monarch of Middle Earth, and this place is not hindered for the time being." ”

"Look, it's the last step. ”

On the altar, as soon as the ** master waved, two big Han men holding magic knives came to the stage.

This person is a person with a flowing breath, and he is about a monk of Middle-earth.

The master took out two small blood bowls, recited two incantations in his mouth, and suddenly snapped into the man's eyes.

Only in an instant, the ** master withdrew the blood bowl and poured it towards the big blood bowl like a water tank, and immediately fell two bloody eyeballs.

**Although the division is old, it is like a stone fire and lightning, and it is amazingly fast. Before the Qi Cultivator could react, his eyes had already been detained, and when his eyeballs fell into the big blood tank, the pain came, and he immediately opened his mouth and howled miserably.

However, the big man with the magic sword had already been prepared, and when he spoke, his hand raised and fell, and he had already cut off the head of this Qi Imperial Cultivator.

Ling Sheng's expression was solemn, and he said in his heart: "Gouge out your eyes and take away your eyeballs, what kind of witchcraft is this?"

The black monkey doesn't care much, in witchcraft, don't say that gouging out the eyeballs is to peel the skin and cramp, and it is also common to cut the meat into slices. It's just that from the rock wall, there is a little bit of difference, and the black monkey's golden eyes flashed with a different color, and inadvertently swept over.

On the altar, the ** master had already gouged out the eyes of dozens of Qi Imperial Cultivators.

The monks of Middle-earth under the altar are dead.

The purple-clothed evil monarch waved his hand slightly.

Suddenly, a few disciples understood, each glanced at each other, and walked onto the stage.

**The master buttoned the blood bowl and took out the eyes of the disciple at the head.

This disciple was covered in blood and convulsed all over, but he gritted his teeth and did not scream.

Although they were from the same sect, the disciple who came to the stage also volunteered to take the stage, but the two with the knife were still expressionless, and one stepped forward, and the knife fell in his hand, and his head was cut off.

A disciple behind him dragged the corpse off the altar and kicked his head off again, and when the person in front of him was tortured again, he stepped forward again, and the person behind him cleaned the altar.

After clearing the altar, the disciples behind walked forward, waiting for the punishment of gouging off their eyes.

The black monkey whispered: "Those were the cultivators of Middle-earth before, but now these are probably the disciples of the Soul Refining Sect. ”

Ling Sheng sighed secretly: "Even if you are a disciple of the same sect, you also act like this?"

The black monkey sneered, "If not, how can it be an evil sect?"

After killing more than 100 people, the vat of the blood bowl finally filled the eyes, dripping with blood, densely piled, and extremely infiltrating.

**As soon as the master pulled his hands, a blood line was born out of thin air, and with a gentle throw, it fell into the blood tank.

Then, the ** master took off the robe, covered the blood tank, sighed secretly, and lifted the robe after only three breaths.

I saw that the eyes full of blood tanks had disappeared.

The two Xuan Zhenjun were amazed.

Ling Sheng faintly sensed the usefulness of this ** master's witchcraft, and couldn't help but look at it slightly.

**The master stretched out his hand and beckoned the blood tank into his hand and turned it into a blood bowl.

In the blood bowl, there are two eyeballs, black pupils and white kernels, which are very strange.

**The teacher took a deep breath, suddenly reached out and buckled his eyes, trembling all over, two lines of blood fell on his face, and he could barely stand, but he still poured the blood bowl in front of him and poured out two eyeballs.

There was a soft sound, and the two eyeballs instantly fell into the empty eye sockets of the ** division.

**The teacher's eyes blinked, flashing countless essences, looking between heaven and earth.

The purple-clothed evil monarch was overjoyed and said, "It's done." ”

After that, with a wave of his hand, the disciples around him understood, held a roll of drawing paper, went to the stage, and spread it out in front of the ** teacher.

The drawing paper was spread out, and I saw a map, which was the landform of Zhongtang Mountain.

There are southeast, northwest, and northwest, and there are up and down, left and right.

There is a radius of 300 miles, and there are 100,000 zhang up and down.