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At the same time, the rotten black arms behind him also pushed him into the basin.

The body of the final sunflower slowly moved toward the basin.

More and more blood gushed out of the basin. Soon, it was like a fountain, overflowing the basin, overflowing the square table, flowing along the legs of the square table, and flowing to the ground.

Pieces of flesh gradually emerged from the blood, and their parts gave people a subtle sense of familiarity.

It suddenly dawned on zongkui yueji that there was a body in the basin that had been forcefully stuffed in after it had been smashed.

The smell of blood just now was coming from this corpse.

This was the offering to the statue in the temple!

In an instant, a strong premonition appeared in his heart. It was as if he would replace this corpse and become a fresh offering if he was pulled into the furnace!

At this moment, the sunflower had already lost its balance and fell into the pot.

Suddenly, all the arms that were holding him were covered with a layer of dazzling light gold, as if they were covered with a thin layer of spring sunshine.

All the arms stopped moving instantly.

A powerful and majestic aura suddenly burst out from zongkui yueji's body. Like snow meeting the sun, the many ghostly arms instantly disappeared without a trace!

Without these restraints, the sunflower finally stood firm.

"Tap, tap, tap ..."

In the darkness, strange ghosts walked out one after another. The corpses in the basin also used their hands to grab the edge of the basin and pulled themselves out. They looked at final sunflower with cold and treacherous eyes.

The blood had already soaked the entire ground and was constantly rising, as if it was going to push the entire temple to the top.

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The wind lantern kept shaking.

Under the flickering light, a green-robed figure entered.

His posture was straight and his sword intent lingered around him. His aura was almost one with the long sword on his back.

Ning Wuye walked into the temple. Just as he stood behind the threshold, he was slightly startled. He seemed to have missed something.

And ...

He looked around and immediately frowned. It was strange. Why did he come to this strange place alone?

After hesitating for a moment, ning Wuye walked into the reflective wall.

The empty reflective wall, the plain round tripod, the pillars without any decorations or carvings, the steps ... Ning Wuye finally pushed open the unlocked door of the main room and walked into the main room where the statue was enshrined.

The statue in front of him, although the temple was not big, the incense was very strong ...

However, these offerings didn't seem to be ordinary ... But anything could happen in the grave of the dead ...

Ning Wuye walked to the square table where the offerings were placed. He sized up the shrine at the head of the table, looking puzzled.

He had a feeling that there was something wrong with this statue.

At this moment, the clay-like statue suddenly opened its Crimson eyes.

The fiendish Qi soared into the sky. The God statue reached out and grabbed ning Wuye.

BOOM!

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A withered tree and a lonely monument.

The mud in front of the grave was still wriggling, but the crowd of people who were offering sacrifices had already dispersed in fear.

A moment later, the mud completely devoured the last sacrifice and recovered.

The sedan that was originally suspended in mid-air disappeared, and a pink bride in a Red Wedding robe and a wedding veil appeared on the branch of the withered tree. She stretched lazily.

The Bridal Veil hung straight down to her chest, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

The complicated skirt between the branches was blown by the wind, like a withered old tree that suddenly bloomed a gorgeous flower.

A pair of delicate embroidered shoes could be vaguely seen under the layers of skirt. The velvet ball at the tip of the shoes was as red as blood, as if it was about to drip down.

In the luxuriant grass, the blood stains had long dried up, turning into mottled Crimson.

The low-grade talisman flying sword that was originally on Lin Feng's back was stabbed into the ground. The limpid body of the sword trembled slightly.

At this moment, a pure white figure walked over from the distance.

She looked like a human, wearing a white robe and flying in the wind. However, if one looked carefully, there were two parallel eyes on her snow-white face and under her white eyebrows.

In the depths of his pupils, there was a Black Flame slowly jumping.

It was 'prison'.

Qiu strode forward and stopped not far from the tombstone.

The Pink Bride sat motionlessly on the treetop. Her voice came from under the veil, " "What is it?"

"The three living beings have already engaged with Xi," Qiu said coldly.

"I already roughly know PEI Ling's location."

"Something happened during the day," The Pink Bride replied calmly.

"I've already gotten hold of PEI Ling's position."

"Right now, the position is not the most important thing," Qiu shook his head slightly and said.

"The most important thing is that the three survivors are in a tough battle."

"In a battle of the same level, Xi can't possibly stop those three."

&Quot; therefore,'Xi' has probably recovered to the divinity transformation stage.

Soul formation?

The Pink Bride on the branch suddenly frowned. After a moment of silence, she asked, " "What about PEI Ling's side ... How's the situation in his territory?"

"I don't know about the territory yet," Qiu said slowly.

&Quot; but now, our cultivation is too far behind. &Quot;

"This is extremely disadvantageous to our situation!"

The Pink Bride nodded and said, " "Then, what do you think we should do now?"

&Quot; Qiu " said in a deep voice, " now, we know that PEI Ling's cultivation has recovered to at least the soul formation stage. &Quot;

"As for PEI Ling, he must know that we are only at the nascent Soul Stage now."

"If nothing unexpected happens."

"PEI Ling will definitely do his best to search for our location."

"However, those three living beings searched for PEI Ling's traces for half a year."

"As for PEI Ling's side, even if his cultivation has already recovered to a higher realm, it should still take some time for him to find us."

"We must take advantage of this opportunity to make preparations in advance."

"At the very least, I have to restore my cultivation to the divine transformation realm."

Hearing this, The Pink Bride immediately said, " "Tell the entire territory."

"Starting from tonight, you will have to make sacrifices every day."

"The offerings can not stop."

"Understood!" The "prisoner" nodded.

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In the wilderness.

At the lonely side of the grave, PEI lingfei sat beside the gravestone. It was deathly silent.

He had been sitting here for a long time since he had sent a message to Xi.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the goose returning Valley.

"We've been fighting for some time, but the outcome hasn't been decided yet ..."

"That 'Qiu' is at most at the soul formation stage. He hasn't recovered to the Return To Void stage."

"Now, we just have to wait for news from Senior Sister Li's side ..."

At the thought of this, PEI Ling nodded slightly.

If he were to immediately descend to the Wild Goose return Valley and join forces with Xi, he would definitely be able to kill Qiu on the spot.

However, this was already meaningless.

As long as Senior Sister li succeeded, the result would be the same!

Moreover, he was the only one guarding the gravestone, so he could not leave no matter what.

At such a critical moment, he couldn't let his guard down!

Thus, PEI Ling closed his eyes again and sat quietly. The cemetery was cold and silent, as if it was a dead land.