Anmo Mountain at night has never been a human territory.

Moreover, Uncle Cui was already exhausted at this time. If another monster came, I was afraid everyone would have to fall here.

Uncle Xu San and his men obviously knew it was amazing, so they immediately jumped onto the big cart, and the group barely squeezed onto the shaft.

The four hooves of the green ox were raised and ran out of the mountain like an arrow.

A moment later, among the spots of blood on the cliff, ferocious beasts walked out of the shadows, sniffing and licking on the ground...

In the huge square in front of the bell tower, it was not yet bright at this time, and a raging fire had already been lit around the square.

The crowd gathered from Sanhe Fort, gathered in groups of three or three, muttering something from time to time.

In front of the gate of the bell tower, a large tripod, which was seven feet square, stood steadily in front of the crowd.

Xu Luo and the young people in the fort stood in front.

These young men with strong qi and blood are also the main force behind the Liu Ling Sacrifice to donate blood later.

The elderly, weak, women and children lean back and just need to pray quietly and then go.

His face was pale, and there was still a faint pain between his chest and abdomen.

Xu Si was carefully supporting him by the side, but he was still unwilling to complain.

"Did it start to hurt again? Otherwise, let's talk to Uncle Cui, Brother Liuling Ji, don't participate?"

Xu Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was not as easy as the little girl said.

This time the monster in red is not that simple.

Last night, I could have seen the power of the Qingniu cart with my own eyes, and Uncle Cui was just a half-barrel of water to drive away evil spirits.

You can imagine how powerful Zhengjinhe Island is there!

What's more, there is the village guard who has never appeared before!

But this lineup just met those paper men, and the castle decided to hold the Six Spirit Festival, which had not been held in the past century.

It is conceivable how difficult the red-clothed monster was this time!

The first ray of rays of rays on the sky broke free from the shackles and broke through the endless night.

With a thud, everyone felt the sound of their ears buzzing, and their expressions couldn't help but be silenced.

The festival begins!

The tall figure of Jinheyu, carrying the Juejin Sword that never leaves his body, suddenly appeared in front of the cauldron.

He looked around with a cold expression, and the square immediately became silent.

Xu Luo only felt that his gaze swept across him like a sharp sword.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to feel his eyes on him and stayed for a few more breaths.

Seeing that everyone was silent and solemn, Jinheyu nodded to the ancestral hall behind.

Uncle Cui held an old man and walked tremblingly to the giant cauldron.

This old man is an old master from Sanhebao Private School. Because his name is too high, no one dares to call him.

Everyone respectfully called him Master Jin, and he was the most respected person in Sanhebao.

Obviously, he will read this tribute.

Master Jin walked slowly to the stone table and recited the sacrificial text loudly.

Everyone in the square had a solemn face and lowered their heads to listen quietly.

Strangely, this old man was obviously dying of falling down at any time just now.

But when I read the sacrificial text, I was full of energy and my face was full of red light, and I had never even beaten a sound.

Only Xu Luo, whose senses became more and more sensitive, noticed something was wrong.

At this time, the cauldron gradually developed a spiritual energy like a living creature.

With the chanting of the sacrificial text, the cauldron's energy was actually connected with the crowd in the square.

The bronze bell rang again, and the sacrificial text was finally finished.

Jin Heyu didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly.

The patrol team that had already prepared a long time ago immediately cut the six spirit animals' throats and blood, cut off their hearts and lungs and threw them into the giant cauldron.

Only when dealing with the cliff jumping sheep, Xu San, the principal of the sword, couldn't help but scan his eyes. Xu Luo, who seemed to be weak at this time.

The hot blood drowned half of the inside of the giant cauldron.

At this time, the giant tripod trembled all over, and the bronze bell on the bell tower was automatically without wind, and it kept trembling, as if it was excited and excited.

Jinheyu waved his hand again toward the crowd below.

The group of young people standing in front went forward one by one and dripped their fingertips.

When it was Xu Luo's turn, the blood in the cauldron seemed to be boiling water, and bubbles popped out from time to time, rolling and surging.

The obviously pungent smell of blood actually exudes a sweet temptation.

Xu Luo didn't dare to look at it anymore. Although he asked himself that he was not a weak person, he could only stay away from these magical things now!

Although the amount of blood donated by the Sanhebao people was not large, it changed strangely after mixing with the demon blood.

A trace of blood mist actually rushed straight into the blue sky like a wolf smoke, covering everyone in the square...

At this time, there were clouds above Sanhe Fort, three men and one woman were sitting or standing, gathering on a huge white eagle.

The white eagle's feathers were glowing like gold and iron, and their wings blew out a series of afterimages in the air, just floating above the square without moving.

The young man standing on the outermost side was wearing a plain white robe, with a face like a jade crown and a sword-like eyebrows like a sliver.

There was a faint smile on his lips, and he was looking at the Six Spirit Sacrifice below with a playful look on his face.

The burly man behind him is half a body taller than an ordinary person.

On the shiny bald head, there was a vivid picture of a tiger going down the mountain. He obviously did not have the good character of a young man, and he couldn't help but mumble at this time.

"Sir, how long will we watch here?

In my opinion, although these Sanhebao are small places, looking at this scene, I think there is no shortage of fine wine and good meat.

As long as we report our identity as an exorcist, we should not let these local buns be treated as guests of honor?"

The young man smiled softly when he heard this, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

But the beautiful girl beside her showed an unhappy look on her pretty face and glared at the bald man.

The man was stunned at first, but then his face showed a pleasing expression.

"Miss Jin, Lao Qiu, I'm so straightforward and always speak without any restraint. Don't be surprised!"

When I saw the senior in the Sili, I apologized to the junior who was just an intern and exorcist.

The girl naturally understood why?

A hint of panic flashed in the dark pupils like autumn water.

She subconsciously swept over the handsome young man in front of her, waved her hands together, and turned her graceful body to the side, not daring to accept his respect.

"Okay, Wu Lian, Lao Qiu didn't do it on purpose!

Otherwise, even though you know that your home is in Sanhebao, he wouldn't have ridiculed him like this!"

The young man turned around and glared at Lao Qiu fiercely.

Seeing the girl bathing in the morning light, her skin shining like jade, and her body-fitting clothes set off the winding peaks and ridges, making her beautiful.

A trace of heat flashed through his cold eyes.

This girl was Jinwulian, who was sent by the Jin family to the exorcist department of the Evil Exorcist Department of Moshui County a few years ago.

Although she has not become an evil-exorcist yet.

But the little girl is talented and has already confirmed that she can transform into a dragon after she succeeds in opening her spirit!
Chapter completed!