The gleaming sword was unsheathed, and she lightly touched the blade with both hands, and blood splashed out from the palms of her hands...
Lou Qianyue's face changed slightly. This was the first time he had seen the ceremony to open the Wind Sand Valley. He did not expect that it would be a blood sacrifice. He looked at Ah Zi who was performing the ritual and gradually clenched his fingers...
Ah Zi has always been the most afraid of pain, but at this moment, blood was pouring out of her palms like a fountain, but she couldn't feel much pain.
She looked solemn, and at the moment when the blood splashed out, she clapped her palms, and the blood beads formed a line in the air, spinning in the air...
Everyone watched this scene with bated breath.
The four guardians and the eight priests were better off. After all, they had seen this scene not once. Some of them had even opened it themselves. There was not much surprise on their faces.
At most, I can only sigh in my heart that Ah Zi is worthy of being the head of the Eight Great Priests. Although she is a timid girl, her kung fu skills are more pure than anyone else's.
It was the first time for those boys and girls to see it, and they were all stunned and shocked.
Seeing that more and more blood was pouring out of Ah Zi's palm, but not a drop was wasted. It all flew into the air and slowly gathered into a vortex of blood while rotating. It was bright red and bright, making people dizzy——
And Azi stood there, her whole body seemed to be bathed in a faint blood light. Perhaps it was due to the massive blood loss. Her face became increasingly pale, but her hand that cast spells was always very steady and strong, without any pause or hesitation...
Although this punishment was inflicted by Ling Yaozi, he still felt extremely distressed when he saw his beloved little apprentice working so hard.
A pair of eyes hovered back and forth between the young apprentice and the blood whirlpool. Although his face was calm, there was a flash of pain in his eyes——
Bu Yufeng just stared at Ah Zi, clenching his fingers into fists in his sleeves, ready to rush to replace her if something went wrong.
Occasionally, he turned his head and saw that although Lou Qianyue looked at his master Azi from time to time, he was still distracted and occasionally exchanged a word or two with Qingwan beside him.
As if sensing Bu Yufeng's gaze, he glanced at him with his twinkling eyes, and Bu Yufeng felt a chill in his heart!
Lou Qianyue's eyes were as deep as night. Although it was just a glimpse, Bu Yufeng felt an indescribable coldness slipping through his heart...
In Bu Yufeng's eyes, Lou Qianyue was actually still a child. But he had never seen through this child.
He looked innocent and harmless, but he always gave him the illusion that this child was unfathomable, cruel and bloody.
This feeling cannot be described in words, and it makes his heart tremble——
Originally there wasn't much wind on the grassy slope, but now there was a faint whistling sound in the sky, as if some huge thing in the sky had been awakened and was waking up inch by inch.
Bu Yufeng knew that the gate to the entrance of Fengsha Valley was finally going to be opened!
"Hoo!" A pale yellow stone door suddenly appeared in the bloody whirlpool in the sky. As the stone door slowly opened, a biting wind rushed out carrying the wind and sand, making a whining sound like a ghost crying.
Everyone held their breath and watched as the stone door opened wider and wider, like a big withered yellow mouth, choosing people to eat.
The biting wind carried the wind and sand, making it difficult for everyone on the grassy slope to open their eyes.
The four guardians and the seven priests all took action without waiting for instructions, each using their weapons to form a barrier in front of the disciples to withstand the fierce blows of the wind and sand. (Still today)