The Demon Saint Mountain is bright with bright runes, and the entire mountain is glowing.
Jun Wuxie dragged the young king of the Sea Snake tribe through the wide canyon and came to the mountains.
In the hazy mist, an ancient altar was built under a cliff.
A little strange runes lit up on the altar, making the breath here a little gloomy.
There is an ancient and strange melody in the world here, as if someone is singing in a language that he cannot understand, and it is like chanting a mantra, but the sound is very nice, but it makes people feel strange.
"Is this the language of the demon clan? Did a demon clan woman sing here and was replicated by the scene here?"
Jun Wuxie felt a little horrified inexplicably.
The fog here is hazy, and the altar in front is not clear. Only runes flashing on it can be seen vaguely.
“Where is this place?”
The young king of the Sea Snake tribe screamed, feeling the cold air here, his face full of fear.
"Let me go, let me go, let me go!"
His voice became more and more terrifying, as if he was dragged to hell, his pupils were spreading rapidly.
Jun Wuxie looked down at him, and then threw it forward without any hesitation.
The young king fell into the fog and suddenly screamed in horror and shrillness.
"Don't come here, ah!! Don't come here!"
He struggled in the fog, his pupils almost spread to the extreme, as if he was greatly frightened.
He struggled wildly, as if he was possessed by something.
Jun Wuxie's pupils contracted slightly.
He saw black hairs on the surface of the young king of the Sea Snake tribe breaking through the skin and growing wildly.
Whether it was his face or body, it was covered with black hair in an instant.
He screamed and struggled wildly, his facial features became extremely ferocious and distorted, and blood was flowing out of his blood-covered eyes, looking extremely terrifying!
"Surprising!"
Jun Wuxie shouted at the fog ahead, but received no response.
In the world, there were only the young king of the Sea Snake tribe who was frightened and the strange singing like a spell.
"Surprising!"
He shouted again, his heart sinking.
I was secretly annoyed that I let her go into the mountains alone!
The aura here is cold and weird, but it is definitely not the darkest aura!
This place is clearly the burial place of the demon saint, how could it look like this?
He walked forward cautiously, walking in the hazy fog, feeling something seemed to be floating around, but he opened the original true pupil but saw nothing.
Moreover, his semi-saint-level soul could not be sure whether it was his own illusion or real perception.
When he came to the young king of the Sea Snake Clan, the guy was bleeding from all his orifices and was covered with black hair. Except for his eyes, all his skin was covered with black hair. He looked like a hideous monster.
He frantically scratched his face, neck, chest, and broken skin, black and red blood seeped out, and the breath made him feel like he was about to fall before he came to the abyss, losing all the light...
Seeing such a picture, Jun Wuxie immediately gathered his soul power, his entire soul shone brightly, protecting the sea of consciousness, and the golden blood and energy in his body rushing, spreading every inch of his skin.
He continued to move forward.
The strange singing became clearer and clearer, constantly echoing in my ears.
The fog in front gradually dissipated until the glowing altar.
When the mist on the altar disappeared, his pupils shrank violently.
He saw Yan Qingcheng!
She was in the middle of the altar, wearing ancient costumes, bell-like ornaments hanging around her neck, purple hair flying all over her head, and a strange light flashed in her purple pupils.
When he felt the most strange, Yan Qingcheng was actually dancing. Her dance was very strange, and each movement showed the ultimate flexibility of the body.
Her dance moves are very slow, although strange, but extremely graceful.
On both sides of her body, there were two slender skeletons, dancing with her, and the movements were exactly the same.
Behind her, directly above the altar, there was a bronze coffin, which was only about three meters long and not big.
However, the shape of the coffin is very strange, with patterns engraved on it, and a picture of a woman taking out her heart and holding it to her mouth, looking like she was about to eat raw.
The coffin lid of the coffin is not an ordinary lid. It is shaped like a house, cast in bronze into rows of tiles.
Whenever Yan Qingcheng danced a dance, he would turn around and bow to the coffin.
There was a picture on the coffin that would light up with the faint green light. The woman dancing on the picture seemed to come alive. She moved and danced gracefully on the carvings.
"Yan Qingcheng!"
Jun Wuxie felt a sense of horror in his heart. This was too strange, but he couldn't figure out what was going on right now.
If Yan Qingcheng has received some kind of inheritance and is conducting a special ceremony, then interrupting it himself may lead to serious consequences.
Yan Qingcheng did not respond to him, as if he had not seen his arrival at all.
Her eyes were very strange and pious, as if the dance at this moment was the most solemn and sacred movement in the world.
The breath here seems to be even colder.
Jun Wuxie felt like he was staring at him invisibly, making him feel uncomfortable, goose bumps and hairs standing up.
"Am I going to wait or interrupt her?"
Jun Wuxie was a little confused, so he opened Yuanshi's true eyes and stared at the altar.
No matter how you look at it, you feel that Yan Qingcheng's condition is too strange.
She seemed to have no consciousness? Otherwise, how could she have no reaction to her arrival?
Not bad! Her self-consciousness is completely lost!
Thinking of this, Jun Wuxie shouted in a deep voice: "Qingcheng, wake up!"
The golden blood qi rushed out of his throat, turning into a golden real dragon, rushing towards the altar in a slight manner.
At this moment, Yan Qingcheng's slender skeletons dancing with her on both sides rushed down the altar and danced strangely towards Jun Wuxie.
Suddenly, there were phantoms all over the sky, and he felt a terrible will that crazily impacted his sea of consciousness and his soul.
Swish!
A faint light flashed, like a blade, extremely sharp, cutting through the void and slashing his head.
Jun Wuxie swung his fist to fight, and blood and energy from his body surged out, and with a sound, it seemed to hit a substantial weapon.
The faint light collapsed, and his fist splashed out some golden blood and was cut.
His heart sank. This kind of attack power was really scary!
At this time, the dance of two slender women's skeletons gradually accelerated.
During the dance process, their bodies kept flashing, and there was no trace of them. There were shadows of dancing in all directions, and it was difficult to tell the truth.
The faint lights were cut and killed, and the angles were extremely tricky, like an antelope hanging its horns, with no trace to be found, and it was extremely dangerous and weird.
"No matter what you are, if you dare to touch my woman, you will have to pay the price today!"
Jun Wuxie's body shook, and the golden blood and energy covered his body. Yuanshi's sword body was in his hand, and the sword energy was scattered and endless, killing all the lights that came in the air.
In close combat, he has amazing reaction speed and combat skills.
No matter how tricky the attacks of the two skeletons were, they were all wiped out by his sword energy.
Suddenly, one of the skeletons bent during the dance process, and then rushed forward.
There was a bang.
The skeleton had a strange rune lit up all over his body, and it actually rushed away his sword energy. Jun Wuxie's pupils slightly contracted, and he put his sword across his body. At the same time, he swung his fist to kill the second skeleton that was rushing towards him.
boom!
The attack of the skeleton was wiped out by the fist vision of the Qikiao Fist, and was then shaken back by the fist seal. Although the skeleton that rushed in front of him was blocked by the Yuanshi Sword, the huge impact force still made
His feet slipped against the ground for more than ten meters, and he drew two deep grooves on the ground.
"Master, what happened?"
The Fire Dragon heard the noise outside, rushed into the mountains, loudly yelling, and yelling.
When it saw the scene here and the scene on the altar, the two longans contracted violently, screamed in a scream, and turned around and ran away.
"Wu Wu, that's Wu Wu! The great witch is buried in that coffin!"
Its voice was full of fear, its huge dragon body was extremely flexible, and it disappeared like a fire-colored rainbow in an instant.
Jun Wuxie:...
He really wanted to kick it to death, why did that guy become so timid?
I remember that this was not the case before. Since I saw Suzaku, I have changed. Could it be that he was scared by Suzaku?
At this time, the two skeletons attacked again.
"Great Witch?"
He didn't have time to think too much, so he stepped forward to meet him.
The moment the footsteps were stepping out, a long river of time flowed, and the spirit of the world rolled.
The world is full of worlds, three thousand floating worlds, and all kinds of visions appear, rushing forward with his pace.
At the same time, the Yuanshi sword in his hand was filled with shocking killing.
The sword body carries a sword flower, presenting a terrifying scene of killing immortals and killing Buddhas.
Zhu Xian's sword is full of energy and is extremely sharp. With one sword, he will kill the skeleton that is resistant to the long river of time.
Almost at the same time, he used another sword, and the second skeleton shattered under the sword light.
Bang!
On the altar, the bronze coffin trembled slightly, and black and red blood flowed out from it, rushing out like a waterfall, flowing down the altar. When it came into contact with the broken skeletons, the skeletons were reorganized at an astonishing speed.
"The sun's essence fire burns all things!"
Jun Wuxie stepped forward, his palms and fingers opened, and a true sun lotus emerged. Two big suns were rising and falling, and the essence fire poured out, flooding the reorganized skeleton.
However, those skeletons did not seem to be affected much and were still reorganized, and were about to be completed.
"The fire of military affairs, fuse!"
Jun Wuxie immediately condensed ice and fire and forced himself into the sun's essence fire.
Suddenly, the skeletons let out a sharp scream, struggling wildly in the sea of fire, and most of the reorganized bodies dispersed again and landed on the ground.
The crystal-like jade bones gradually lost their luster and turned into rotten gray-black.
"Your life is my life, your heart is my heart, your eyes are my eyes..."
A strange and evil voice came from the coffin. In an instant, Jun Wuxie's body shook so loudly. He felt an extremely evil aura grow in his heart, making him feel frightened and sweated all over.
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Black and red blood surged to Jun Wuxie's feet, as if his hands grabbed his ankles and rushed towards his body.
His body immediately gased the sun's essence and ice and fire, and the blood immediately shrank back.
Boom!
Jun Wuxie brushed his sleeves, and the flames surged forward, chasing the blood, burning them all the way to the coffin.
He jumped on the altar and hugged Yan Qingcheng, who was still dancing, into his arms.
Almost at the same time, he felt his brain tingling, and an evil will invade his sea of consciousness wildly, and his heart suddenly felt ache, as if he was pinched hard by an invisible palm, almost shattering.
He quickly retreated from the altar and stared at the bronze coffin in horror, his body trembling slightly.
A sense of fear arose in his heart. That aura was so evil that he couldn't control his mind.
At this moment, he felt his life passing by, his heart was as if he was being held by someone, and his eyes began to bulge out of his chest, and his eyes were about to bulge out of his eye sockets.
The evil female voice sounded again in her ears: "Your life is my life, your heart is my heart, your eyes are my eyes..."
This feeling is so terrifying, as if your life, heart, and eyes are forcibly deprived of it and are about to leave you.
He didn't dare to hesitate, hugged Yan Qingcheng and flew back quickly, and retreated to the entrance of the canyon. The feeling slowly disappeared.
"What the hell is that?"
He was sweating like rain, gasping for breath, his face covered in sweat.
The heart and eyes were still feeling a little uncomfortable at this moment.
"My heart is Yao'er's spiritual heart, and I can't bear it!"
He realized how terrible the things in the coffin were.
How could such things be found in the demon clan territory?
Moreover, this is the burial place of the demon saint, how could there be a coffin of the witch clan?
He looked at the coffin on the altar in surprise and doubt, took a deep breath, looked at Yan Qingcheng in his arms, and said, "Are you okay?"
Yan Qingcheng seemed to wake up. She put her toes on her beautiful face, rubbed her beautiful face, and said charmingly: "I'm fine~"
"It's fine."
Jun Wuxie looked down at her eyes and face, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
"You have a rest and wait for me."
He said, and pointed out Yan Qingcheng, sealed her true energy, and said softly: "You must be tired, sit and rest for a while."
"Don't leave me..."
She looked resentful and fearful.
"Don't think about it all, I'm just giving you a break, I'll be back soon."
Jun Wuxie kissed her on the head, then took a deep breath, directly opened the shield of the guard, rushed into the foggy area like a stream of light, and fell on the altar in an instant.
Suddenly, that feeling came again.
It seems that the shield of the guard has no effect.
He still felt that life was being deprived, his heart and eyes were in severe pain, and he was about to leave his body, and the extremely evil female voice sounded again in front of his ears.
"You want my life, my heart, my eyes? Don't worry, I will make you satisfied and shout no!"
Jun Wuxie sneered, forcibly endured the pain, and instantly opened the Temple of Eternal Life.
Suddenly, the entire coffin trembled violently, and countless monster runes lit up on it. The ground cracked and the coffin sank quickly.
However, at this moment, a force that could not resist was instantly wrapped in a bronze coffin and disappeared out of thin air.
Jun Wuxie immediately closed the Temple of Eternal Life.
He looked at the coffin in the temple and sneered in his heart.
No matter how evil you are, you have to lie down with me when you get here!
As expected, he was admitted to the Temple of Eternal Life, and the bronze coffin became honest in an instant, quiet and all the runes on it were extinguished, and even a trace of breath did not overflow.