The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Nothing major happened in the next few days, and Qin Yuan also learned the rituals on the day of the three sacrifices.

It is worth mentioning that Si Fei really painted red nail polish on her. Anyway, Bai Mao was very confused when she woke up, looking at her hands and feet...

Don't tell me, don't tell me, this dark color really matches the killing clothes.

Before I knew it, the altar for the three sacrifices had been built.

It rained continuously the next day, and the biggest scam finally kicked off.

"Shasha..." The rain fell on the Red Devil umbrella. Xianghe stood beside Qin Yuan holding the umbrella. The general and others had already climbed onto the high platform of the death ceremony.

"Sir, the auspicious time has come, let's start!" The general said decisively, while Si Fei and Qi Qing, who were in the fifth and seventh positions, were also looking at her.

"let's start……"

Qin Yuan walked out from under the umbrella, and the dense rain quickly wet her whole body.The immortal demon soldier knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground.

An emotion called sadness was brewing in the air.

"Ta..." She took steps and climbed onto the high platform of the officiant. The creaking sound of the wooden boards she stepped on was very small, mixed with the rain, and fell into every demon's heart.

"The fate of heaven is unpredictable, and the fate of demons is tragic. Only by cutting your own way can you master the wisdom..." Qin Yuan stood in the center and said the preface to the three sacrifices. The soldiers below repeated it with her, their voices loud and tragic.

Of course, it's not just the undead demons who are doing this, other demons are also doing the same thing.

"An endless banquet and three sacrifices to welcome the disaster!"

"The first sacrifice is to gouge out the heart and take the pulse, sacrifice the heart of the Dragon King, and bless my demon clan with everlasting prosperity!"

Qin Yuan held the suspended dragon's heart in his hands. The sky above her head was filled with thick clouds, and the wind turned into a dark vortex.

She looked there, raised her hand and sent the dragon heart in. In an instant, the world and the sky were all outside the ninth realm!

"Second sacrifice, please pray for good fortune. Only when the demon lord comes to this world can the gate to the world be opened!" Qin Yuan pinched his fingerprints, knelt down and worshiped the soldiers to activate his own demonic energy. Several phantoms of the demon lord Tai Sui appeared in front of the thick cloud vortex.

They are all kinds of strange or ferocious-looking. They chop off something from themselves with a wave of their hands and throw it into it.

All the hidden "doors" in various parts of the world reappear!

"The third sacrifice, send off the generals first, all living beings are equal, blood rains - everyone ends!"

After reciting the last word, the generals on the altar spread their demonic energy to the sky, and their bodies disappeared little by little.

Qin Yuan looked at Si Fei and Qi Qing. They were both looking at her, without any extra words, but their gray-purple eyes were full of the hope that they would meet each other in this life.

[Note: Tsk tsk... I hope they will remember what happened today on the day they are resurrected and won't be so embarrassed that they want to die. 】

All the generals disappeared, and the rain became heavier and heavier. Gradually, it turned scarlet, and the bloody atmosphere lingered for a long time.

"Hahaha!"

Hearty laughter broke out at the side of the altar, and Feng Liuzi's body also dissipated with the blood rain, and he simply turned into a white dragon and rose into the sky.

"I'm self-motivated! I'm the only one on my own!"

"Xiao Yuanyuan, and all of you who are the best, I, Feng Liuzi, am watching you from the dust!"

The dragon's roar startled the clouds, and it was the might of the dragon for centuries. He hovered in the air, as if he had put down many things.

People will always part ways, sadness is not his nature, a romantic should be free and unrestrained.

[Note: Hiss...the winner of the Best Embarrassing Award in "The Lost Immortal" - The Good Romance!Looking forward to his expression when he receives the award that day. 】

Lao Jin kept buzzing, and Qin Yuan knew that it was distracting him.

"thanks…"

She said silently, the three sacrifices were over here, and the whirlpool of thick clouds in the sky began to disappear.

Then two invisible auras slowly fell on Qin Yuan's body, one was the merit before the calamity, and the other was the power of deception.

"Generals, obey the order!" She waved her sleeves and turned around, all the rainwater on her clothes and skin shook away.

"I am a blood disaster. From today on, the seven thousand immortal soldiers are all my personal soldiers. I order you to be strong and strong during the catastrophe. Wait for my order. Anyone who disobeys will be chopped into pieces..."

Qin Yuan glanced at the demons in the audience, and invisible pressure came: "Do you have any objections?"

"It's no different!" The female subordinate who was the first to have her heart ripped out by Baimao was the first to express her stance: "I will obey my ancestor's orders!"

If there is one, then there is the other, and the remaining soldiers also expressed their gratitude and bowed their heads.

Xiang He held the red magic umbrella and silently stared at the person above the thousand demons. It seemed like the meeting in the tower happened yesterday.

"Time... really flies by..."

She raised her hand and looked at the direction where Feng Liuzi disappeared. Qing Huan said that she just had to follow her, and she had her own destiny.

·

On the other side, the Shangshan Immortal Sect.

Wen Ling sat motionless, the invisible seventh thread flowing back with warmth, pouring into her body continuously, filling her broken heart...

"Huh? What is Xiaoqi doing?"

She didn't know, and couldn't figure it out, that her mortal body was dead, all her abilities had disappeared, and she couldn't even move.

He can only rely on his destiny to connect with the good people to stay awake, just like a vegetative state.

He is good at turning silk, his disciple is honored, and his teacher is awarded a small honor...

But is there something wrong with this Xiao Rong?The line connecting Qin Yuan is now like a straw inserted into a large reservoir, and the benefit makes Wen Ling's soul shake.

As long as her cultivation level is still there, the spiritual water will definitely fill the golden mountain.

"Little Seven..."

The warm current nourished her Taoist heart, and the cracks on it began to repair. The speed was not as slow as a snail, but it was faster than the master himself...

·

In the mortal world, the "door" of demons was fully revealed, and a rain of blood took away all the monks above the level of gods.

Before each sect had time to grieve, the catastrophe of world destruction had quietly struck. Demons and ghosts descended on the human world in different ways, and all living things were devastated.

"kill!"

The ferocious demons rushed into the mortal town, and sect disciples appeared one after another to support them.

At the same time, a man in green shirt slowly stood up at the wall facing the vastness.

The great calamity has come, and you shall not be punished!

"Qin Yanwan..." He repeated the name silently in his heart, filled with murderous intent.

However, he quickly restrained himself, picked up the Tian Zhu Jin beside him, and walked towards the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain.

"Senior Brother..." The disciples who had been waiting outside for a long time lowered their heads, unable to hide the sadness on their faces.

The vast Maitreya Buddha is gone, and so is the hidden Buddha. They are more willing to follow their senior brother Zhou Lu than the elders.

"Um…"

Zhou Lu nodded and kept his speed. The disciples behind him followed silently and did not stop until they entered the area of ​​the ancestral hall.

They knew that the eldest brother was going to ask for the ancestral weapon, and they could not follow him, otherwise they would offend their ancestors.

"Bang!" The sound of the giant sword falling to the ground made Zhou Lu bow slightly before entering the ancestral hall.

There are golden statues built indoors, lying down and standing.

He kept his head down the whole time, walked to the middle ancestral statue, and knelt down.

"The great calamity has arrived. Disciple Zhou Miaohua asks the ancestors to grant weapons to restore peace to the world!"

Zhou Lu said loudly, with a weak Sanskrit tone, and he kowtowed respectfully three times before standing up to get the box at the foot of the ancestral statue.

"!!!"

When the box was opened and it was empty, Zhou Lu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Why is the ancestral artifact gone?

He held the box and checked it front and back to see if there was any hidden compartment.

As a result, he didn't find anything, but he did find a few dragons and phoenixes. They didn't look like words that a human should write - Come on, your father is here for a visit!

"..."

There was silence, and the air pressure in the ancestral hall dropped sharply. Zhou Lu didn't say anything, put down the box, and walked to the second ancestral statue.

I still kowtowed three times before I picked up the box... I was writing in cursive like a flying phoenix - Your father, I am really here!