Not a Witch

"Both he and Yujian like that witch, but she doesn't care about it, so one often comes here to make friends, and the other also finds a chance to stay here in his later years."

"Bronze candle has a good life since childhood. Although the talent is average, the elders in the family have taught and assisted, and the progress is not slow. And when I was young, I had to help the family to carry water for farming. How could I have the opportunity to practice."

"It was only after entering the outer door with the help of Senior Brother Tongzhu that we had some opportunities."

"If it is said that Senior Brother Tongzhu is here, I will cut myself off immediately without saying a word. It's just because he was kind to me back then and led me in."

"But if you talk about the jade sword, this eye-catching look is higher than the top, and I have experienced that contemptuous look since I started, and I can vividly remember it. It's a pity that the past teachers loved him, and all the senior brothers and sisters also loved him a lot. If there is tolerance, I am too angry to speak out."

"Do you know the scene when I met him for the first time?" At this point, He Ling stopped suddenly, and then continued without waiting for the person opposite to respond.

"It's really interesting that you dance sword like a monkey."

"Yeah, it's ridiculous. It's like a wild monkey on the mountain. It stinks."

"But at that time, I just had the opportunity to be taught by senior brother Tongzhu. I cherish it so much, but he despises me so much." Master He Ling's eyes were blood red, and his voice became sharper.

"Yes, I am not worthy of practicing swordsmanship. How dare I compare with this genius. If I practice swordsmanship, I am afraid that I will live under his shadow forever and cannot break free."

"This... Maybe Jade Sword was just a joke back then..." one of the true disciples sighed.

"It doesn't matter if you talk about it, people are dead, so it's useless to talk about it. Will you let me go if I surrender? Everyone, don't talk about such nonsense anymore."

After He Ling finished speaking, he slammed the alchemy furnace with his palm, making a vibrating metal tremor, and the seven cloud snakes in the sky twisted again, their bodies pierced through the clouds and fog, and killed the remaining disciples of Zhaoye Palace's main vein.

The purple fire exploded, the clouds gathered and scattered, the sword light intertwined with fine scales, broken long swords and remnants continued to fall from the sky, and the other side of the earth gradually turned white.

Chapter 99 Mysterious Blackbird

In the wilderness, the dawn dawned.

Stratus clouds in the sky, illuminated by the sunlight from below, are dyed a magnificent golden color, and they are arranged in the sky, which is truly beautiful.This is a rare short-lived beauty in a day, only visible at sunrise and dusk.

Under the dispelling clouds reflected by the golden glow, a serpent with fangs made of clouds and mist swims in the sky, fighting with the purple flower-like Zhaoye Palace disciple.From time to time, the sword light overflowed, the purple fire exploded, and the large body of the giant snake was blown away from time to time, taking away the scattered fine scales, and these giant snakes also devoured the wandering purple-clothed disciples one by one, twisting them into pieces, Blood froth scattered.

When the sun completely jumped out of the ground, there were only three big snakes left in the sky, and there were very few disciples from Zhaoye Palace's main line fighting against them.

bang——

Another true disciple blew himself up in the air, shaking half of a big snake away.

"Let's go!" Seizing this opportunity, the only remaining true disciple led the others to retreat and ran towards the valley like a stream of light.

"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous...haha..." He Ling stood on the top of the mountain and laughed loudly, as if releasing all the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years, with an indescribable joy.

In the early morning in the mountains, a slight chill appeared in the wind. A disciple waited until Heling finished laughing before carefully walking to his side to ask.

"What should we do now, Uncle Heling? The main branch and the government of the dynasty have already discovered our plan." He was a little uneasy in his heart, and he was not happy with the victory just now.

He Ling also turned around at this time, looking at the remaining 60 or so disciples in front of him, feeling a little sad in his heart.

"I know what everyone is worried about. Maybe many of you also hate me, but there is no choice now, right?"

"Take down that shrine, penetrate the dragon's veins, enter the secret realm, advance and improve, and then we will go far away."

"Even if the other party has the means to transmit information, it will take several days to mobilize the nearest dragon cavalry legion of the dynasty, and what we can do is to capture that garrison as quickly as possible."

"This is also the last battle. After the fight, you don't have to suffer with me anymore." Master Heling announced the direction of the next step, calming down people's hearts for the time being.

"Let's go."

Immediately, the cloud and mist that remained in the sky swirled backwards, wrapped around the huge metal alchemy furnace, lifted it up, and flew towards the deep valley. The rebellious purple-clothed disciples followed immediately, drawing long lines in the sky. Long streamer trails.

In the deep valley, nervousness pervades everywhere at this moment. After seeing the disciples of Zhaoye Palace's main lineage defeated in the battle, everyone else was terrified.

"Why, how is it possible... Isn't that a door-to-door group?" A soldier murmured to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

In the minds of many people, the figures in the big sect who come to the door are almost omnipotent like the gods in the sky, how could they lose just like that.

"This... this..." Another ordinary soldier looked at the huge metal alchemy furnace flying from the sky, his teeth chattered, and his body felt unstable.

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In the early morning, when many wealthy clansmen were still praying in secret.A huge alchemy furnace about twenty meters high fell from the sky and smashed into the deep valley, bringing up bursts of shattered blood foam, and countless screams rang out here.

Immediately, three cloud snakes sprang out from the alchemy furnace, and devoured the person, their bodies were gradually stained with a trace of blood red.

Seeing this critical moment approaching, a dozen or so remaining dragon knights swooped down from the sky, their figures merged into one and turned into a red flame, and their long dragon spears slammed into the black and white two like diamond chisels. colored metal alchemy stove.

The sky-shattering loud noise resounded from the metal alchemy furnace, and the sound waves spread everywhere, causing countless ordinary people to lose their hearing and bleed.

Although this is suspected of accidental injury, it can't be controlled so much at the moment. In the eyes of these dragon knights, this pill furnace is the key to destroying those cloud snakes.

Unfortunately, although the idea is right, the method is wrong.This treasure handed down from ancient times is not that kind of fragile and fragile thing, otherwise those well-known disciples of Zhaoye Palace would have attacked this alchemy furnace long ago.

The dragon gun broke, the fire dragon hissed, and the dragon knights were shocked by the impact, their internal organs were bleeding, and their minds were dizzy.Seeing these people attacking the alchemy furnace, the remaining cloud and mist snakes became furious, turned their heads around, bit the wings of the fire-scaled flying dragon, and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood, exposing white bones.

At the same time, the remaining masters of the frontier army, the ghost-slaying messengers, and the living disciples of Zhaoye Palace also rushed over to fight the final battle.

The stream of light fell from the sky, and He Ling rushed into it with the remaining rebel disciples, bringing a gust of wind, and the fierce and chaotic battle started again in the deep valley.

Inside the shrine.

At this moment, Tu Haoyang was standing in the corner, looking at the dignified maiden in black dress standing in the main hall, bowed respectfully and saluted, and then slowly withdrew, leaving the main hall to the white clothes standing in it. woman.

Just as the battle was raging in the deep valley, the sound of copper bells swaying began to sound in the shrine. Nearly a hundred women of the Youji clan in white stood in the main hall, singing in a low voice, and then slowly danced.

And when the ceremony inside the shrine began, those outside the shrine who had been preparing for a long time followed immediately.

In the past, the open space outside the shrine was already full of people. These people knelt on the ground, dressed in white clothes, and covered their faces with white cloth, singing in a low voice.Row after row, row after row, until finally looking beyond the shrine, there is a sea of ​​white clothes.

The white scarves hang in the air, each strip hanging down, swaying in the wind, and some copper pieces collide with each other in the air, making a melodious and ethereal sound.

The ancient and desolate singing slowly rose in the shrine, and then the huge drums began to sound.

One step at a time, one step at a time, climbing up layer by layer, the vibrating drum sound is not loud, but it seems to hit everyone's heart, making people tremble.

When the ritual in this shrine began, the dragon veins below the valley also began to flow. In the past, the dragon veins branched off because of the need for adjustment and appeasement. Today, under the mobilization of the priestess, they completely converged to one place.

And this time, not only the intact dragon veins were mobilized, but even the polluted Jiuyou dragon veins were mobilized.

The battle in the deep valley was still going on, but the ground began to steam with waves of Nine Nether Qi. The entire valley seemed to be boiling, and purple-black smoke visible to the naked eye began to appear on the tens of thousands of square meters of land.

The land with a radius of thousands of miles around the mountains at dusk seemed to wake up, and slight vibrations came from the ground from time to time.

"This is it?" Daoist Heling realized something was wrong during the melee, and the evil wind swept across, forcing the besieging enemies away, and looked at the shrine in the distance.

From the dilapidated shrine in the past, black, purple and golden red smoke rose from the dense smoke. The turbidity and clarity, the branches and main veins, and the power of countless dragon veins all converged from this, gradually forming a rising cloud pillar, layer by layer, Break through the air waves and go straight into the sky.

When the cloud pillar gradually formed, a knelt knuckle outside the shrine also began to spout blood, stepping into death, as if their lives and souls were sacrificed by this ceremony.

The desolate and ancient ritual, which reveals bursts of cruelty and blood, may have been forgotten by people today, but in the barbaric era when the five phoenixes were not born, people on this land spent it like this.

Without the phoenix that controls the dragon's veins, without the priestesses who regulate the tributaries of various states and counties, the ancient oriental tribes can also induce the dragon's veins.But the method is completely different from the present one, that is to rely on the supernatural spirit that is accompanied by the dragon veins in this world.

Like willows that eat the nine soils, the nine heads and the body of a snake, when they appear, there will be floods in the world.

Like winter lurking and summer rising, the flame ray with white scales and red beards will make the world plentiful when you see it.

And in the mountains at dusk, there are naturally strange beasts that are accompanied by dragon veins.

A sharp and savage cry came from the horizon, and before the sound could fully spread, the black shadow broke through the clouds in the sky and came out through the clouds.

Its wings are hundreds of meters long, and its feathers are black and red, like ghost faces. It flaps its wings and falls, and its sound is like the outline of a cart crushing stones, violently tearing.

A huge black and red bird fell from the sky.

Its head is like a black phoenix, with black feathers on its body, and its tail is long and divided into nine branches. There are blood-red lines on each feather, which is shaped like a human face, making people daunting.

After this strange bird landed, it stood on the top of the shrine with its pitch-black feet, flapping its wings and screaming.

Seeing the arrival of this strange bird, He Ling also knew that there would be changes if it was too late, so he shouted loudly, the feather fan disintegrated, and the feathers flew across like knives, killing several purple-clothed disciples who blocked him, and then he slapped the alchemy furnace again, opened it cover.

Soon another beam of light rose in the deep valley, and the swirls caused the dead soul fragments to pour into it, and this time even some flesh and corpses were swept up by the evil wind and kept entering it.

The cloud and mist snake that had been restored in the pill furnace rushed out again, with eight snake heads, entwined around the furnace body, devouring the enemies who wanted to approach and attack, and many ghost-killing envoys and frontier soldiers died in Shekou.

In this way, the forces blocking He Ling and his party were finally dissipated, and the road to the shrine was no longer blocked.

Seeing this, He Ling resisted the backlash in his body and mind, and once again drove the pill furnace, commanding those cloud snakes to rush towards the shrine.At the same time, the black foreign bird on the opposite side also spread its wings, and its sound was like a rut crushing a stone, making a loud noise.

The white flags and scarves under the body are swaying in the wind, spreading like an ocean, and the copper pieces collide, immersed in the ancient ballad.

In the main hall of the shrine, the priestess in black was holding a black and white inscription-patterned staff and slowly turned it. The dragon veins under the shrine surged again, and the power of countless mixed dragon veins surged up her body, gradually forming strange lines on her body. The veins of the past gradually made this kind maiden grow old and strange.

But at this moment, the ceremony is far from over.

Chapter 100 Nine Phoenix Ghost Car

Walking through the deep underground, Lorraine Hill suddenly felt the abnormal flow of the underground dragon veins, and countless tributaries began to intertwine with each other, and then converged in the direction of the shrine.

The difference from the past is that the aura in the dragon veins is particularly intense this time. Whether it is the power of the clear dragon veins or the turbid Nine Nether Nether Qi, they are all intertwined and mixed with each other, gushing out toward the center.

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The girl felt something bad in her heart, this situation is too special, something must have happened outside now.She walked faster, her body turned into an afterimage, the afterimage turned into a streamer, and the streamer turned into a phantom, flashing in the underground passage, rushing upwards rapidly.

After a long time, a piece of light suddenly came into view, and Lorraine Hill came to the valley floor again.

At this moment, the valley has completely changed its appearance.

A big crater was punched out in the middle of the ground as if struck by a meteorite. One of the black and white metal alchemy furnaces was slanted on the ground, surrounded by a group of betrayed Zhaoye Palace disciples. They stayed near the alchemy furnace and confronted their side.Around and under their feet, there were charred corpses, black and red blood, and broken bodies everywhere, which was extremely tragic.

But this is not the point. The crazy battle in the sky has attracted the attention of countless people in the deep valley.

A mysterious black bird screeched high in the sky, its wings ripped through the atmosphere, and fought eight cloud snakes.And with the rising dragon vein energy column from the shrine, the black bird became more and more courageous in the battle, and the body overflowed with thick black smoke that could not be melted away.

Looking at the rising black and red air column in the shrine, bad guesses emerged in Lorraine Hill's heart. She turned and ran towards the shrine, her pace getting faster and faster, and she began to recall the search for such a scene in her mind. source and reason.

And when she walked into the white ocean, she saw a group of people who had stopped breathing, raised their heads as if enlightened, and looked at the shrine with fluttering white flags.

This is... the art of blood sacrifice.

In ancient times, the eastern tribes used various rare animals as sacrifices in order to attract the beasts associated with the dragon veins. When the tribe lacked such rare animals and urgently needed the help of these animals, they would sometimes use special blood sacrifices.

That is to use the blood and soul of the tribe to sacrifice to this strange spirit in the mountain.

Some intelligent alien beasts have lived with humans for a long time, and many of them have gradually formed a tacit understanding. If you give me blood food, I will mobilize the dragon veins and change the local climate and wind.

After a long time, such spirits of strange beasts were also regarded as the God of Shanbo River, and even anthropomorphized, and a temple was built for it.

It's just that this era ended a thousand years ago, and the biggest pusher among them was the Heifengji lineage, whose disciples cut down mountains and destroyed temples, punished evil sacrifices, and wiped out blood sacrifices. The mountain ghosts who were crucified by them There are countless witches.

Unexpectedly, Granny Ge Luo, a witch of orthodox background, still knows the ancient witch sacrifice technique.