But the sound she made was extremely shrill, as if someone had forced apart the skull, heart-wrenching and painful to the extreme.
Many people heard such screams and their scalp was numb and they didn't dare to look back.
Chu Rou's stern voice lasted for three days, getting weaker day by day. Until she disappeared, someone went up the mountain to check. Only then did she see where she was standing before, leaving only a pile of ashes.
Many disciples of Jianjia Sword Sect always feel a little disgusted, but due to the majesty of the senior elders, they only dare to keep this in their hearts and dare not say it out loud.
But because of this, a seed was quietly planted.
Perhaps, the next person to be burned is one of them?
...
at the same time.
At the junction of the ice-clad snowfield and the mysterious sea, a forbidden entrance appeared with a graceful and luxurious figure entering the snowy area.
She also carried two followers with her and escorted a panicked figure.
Her whole body was covered by a white robe, exuding a mysterious aura, distant and powerful.
This time, he was the patriarch of the Holy Bing clan, and the person he personally received by Tanxue, Dongmen.
Tanxue bowed to him at the east gate and then brought him into the depths of the altar.
There is always darkness filled with the skyless darkness. At first glance, you can't see the bottom, and from time to time, extremely dangerous auras coming, shocking the soul.
After this mysterious man came to the bottom of the altar, he lifted his veil and revealed his true appearance. He turned out to be Shen Mengchen, the elder of Jianjia Sword Sect.
After Tanxue from Dongmen brought him in, he was also very sensible and quickly retreated.
Now, in this dark altar, only Shen Mengchen and the boundless darkness remain.
Her followers were surrounded by such a strange atmosphere, which was really a little worried.
"Don't sneak in, come out." Shen Mengchen spoke to the abyss of the altar.
Sure enough, the change occurred quickly below, and a dark light shone on.
"Haha, Shen Mengchen, you still know how to come to see me... Why, seeing me like this now, you feel accomplished, right?"
The hoarse voice was the Holy Son of Jianjia. Although it was as sharp and fierce as before, it still could not hide the weakness in the words.
"What happened? Why did you suffer such a serious injury?"
Shen Mengchen frowned. She came in this time to know about Sun Yerong, so she brought another virgin disciple and entered this place through the taboo method.
But the injury of the Saint Son of Jianjia should not be so serious.
"What happened?" Jianjia Holy Son snorted coldly. He didn't want to say anything more, and directly condensed a bubble of memory. The bubble exploded in the air, and the scenes at the beginning of the battle appeared in Shen Mengchen's eyes.
Shen Mengchen was surprised when he saw Ye Chen using the shocking sword and fleeing.
Moreover, Sun Yerong also took action and did not die twice. No wonder this monster was so anxious.
"This time, I am ordered by the sect leader and bring you something great. You can just take it, it should be able to make up for some injuries."
Shen Mengchen waved his hand, and the two guards of the Jianjia Sword Sect set up the female disciple and walked forward.
The female disciple seemed to have realized something, and her expression became very frightened. She quickly said no, and even begged.
Her spiritual energy has been blocked by Chen Mengchen, and she cannot use all kinds of martial arts and magical powers. Now she can only leave her to fate.
"Elder Chen...No...No, didn't you say you would bring me into the Qinhuai Mountains? Why did you come here?"
The female disciple struggled desperately but to no avail. She was thrown into the abyss by the two guards.
Suddenly it seemed as if a chaotic gap was opened, and endless waves of air rolled out, and in the blink of an eye, the female disciple was swallowed up.
"Help……"
The screams of the female disciple came from the bottom of the cave, extremely miserable, but in the end they could only come to an abrupt end.
The black light burned for a moment, like a poisonous snake that chose people to eat, tearing the female disciple into several half, and then savoring it carefully.
"Ah... this wonderful virgin blood is much better than the defective products I sent before. Chen Mengchen, go back and tell you from the Jianjia Sword Sect that you send more next time, otherwise my soul will soon die."
Chen Mengchen on the shore glanced expressionlessly, said nothing, and turned around and walked back with the two guards.
"Haha... It's a pity that you are no longer virgin, otherwise I would like to absorb your virgin blood, so that your cultivation will be greatly increased."
When Chen Mengchen heard this, he paused, turned around and looked at the cliff coldly.
"Haha, just kidding, why take it so seriously?"
This time, Shen Mengchen did not pay attention to him anymore, but walked out of the underground sacrificial palace and returned to the outside world.
Every time the Jianjia Sword Sect enters this place, it takes a lot of effort. Therefore, for the past thousand years, the sect has been exiling to deliver the blood of the virgin to the hands of the Saint Son of Jianjia.
In order to prevent it from recovering too quickly and escaping the seal, Jianjia Sword Sect only selects a female disciple with the lowest strength and sends it here as a sacrifice every time.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. This time I took the risk in and sent you fresh blood, which is not free. We need your help to catch a female disciple and her partner."
Chen Mengchen said this.
Hearing this, the joy in the eyes of the Saint Son of Jianjia was instantly extinguished, and what evolved was a pair of gray white mist.
"Haha, I know who it is if you don't say it."
The strength of the Saint Son of Jianjia is recovering rapidly. This trace of virgin blood has brought him great benefits, making his entire skin shine with a shining luster, and the dark light on his body flows continuously, as bright as jade.
"Ye Shitian, Sun Yerong, you two are waiting for me! This Holy Son will definitely tear you into pieces!"
The horror of the Holy Son of Jianjia kept echoing in the abyss, and the breath filled the whole space.
A cloud of disasters condensed on the altar outside, and it became bigger and bigger, almost covering half of the ice and snow city.
After seeing this, some powerful elders became solemn, because they knew that the Holy Son of Jianjia was in a rage, and the storm of the world might have changed color!
At the same time, in the ice field thousands of miles away, Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and a Buddha's light appeared, and a golden light filled the sky, just like thousands of Buddhas chanting. Clear scriptures came out, making people feel particularly relaxed.
There are even some effects of cleaning up the filth and improving the quality of the soul.
Chapter completed!