First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 196: Altar of sacrifice

Remember 【New】for a second,! Not far away, stood a bald man with blue eyes.

He is nibbling at a **** head with festering flesh, chewing, blood-stained mouth, and satisfaction on his fatty cheeks.

Seeing this man, Tao Qingshan couldn't help but said coldly: "Toad Thirteen, even if I don't take advantage of the power of Lord Sea King, I can kill you toad!"

Feng Yongfei quickly said to Su Yi in a low voice: "Xianshi, this is Toad Thirteen of Dusha Ridge, a blue-eyed toad that has grown into a spirit, self-proclaimed Fire Poison Demon King, extremely terrifying strength, especially good at using poison, has used poison in the past. He has killed the master figure, and his temperament is extremely domineering."

Su Yi ignored him.

A trace of undisguised disgust appeared in Ning Sijia's clear eyes.

This monster is indeed a toad, and it looks disgusting.

"Hehe."

Clam Thirteen stretched out a foot-long scarlet tongue, and first licked around his fatty face, licking off the blood stains and meat residue.

Then, he retracted his tongue and said with a slap in his mouth, "Really, when Brother Wuhuan's Dongtian Dharma meeting is over, do you dare to fight this king? Give this king one, if this king loses, I will kowtow to you and call me grandpa, how about that?"

Tao Qingshan snorted coldly: "Why not? However, I don't want to be Toad's grandfather, and I don't want to have such a grandson!"

Clam Thirteen laughed out loud, with a fierce look in his bright pupils, "Tao Qingshan, let's just wait and see!"

Speaking of which, he swaggered into the distance.

"Tao Shanjun, do you know why this clam thirteen is so arrogant?"

Suddenly, a hoarse sigh sounded.

I saw an old man with a cane in his hand and blue eyes coming from a stall not far away that sold all kinds of **** minced meat.

Su Yi and Ning Siyu looked at each other and recognized that they had seen this old man turned into a monster when they were on the banks of the Dacang River.

"Why?"

Tao Qingshan frowned.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Give me something, and I'll show you a clear path."

Tao Qingshan stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, expressionlessly said: "Go away."

The old man didn't care and sighed: "In that case, just like what Ha Shisan said just now, just wait and see."

He leaned on crutches and walked slowly into the distance.

"Who is this?"

Ning Si asked.

“An old weasel who wandered in the graveyard all the year round, digging graves and stealing the relics of the dead. He called himself Huangshan Jun. It is said that he stole the lamp oil from a bronze lamp in a tomb at first. And then awakened the intellect."

Tao Qingshan made no secret of his contempt.

Teng Yong couldn't help but said: "Tao Shan-jun, there seems to be something wrong, this tom thirteen and this weasel seem to be eyeing you."

Tao Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and then said disapprovingly: "Everyone knows that I am guarding the Chunyang Peach Tree for King Tun Hai, and they dare not mess around."

He added another sentence in his heart, what's more, with the Immortal Master by my side, I'm afraid of a ball!

"VIPs, the Dongtian puja is about to start, please come with me."

The female ghost in Caiyi said and walked straight forward.

A group of people follows.

After passing through several long streets, the eyes of everyone suddenly opened up, and in the distance, the lights were fierce, and it turned out to be a huge dojo.

In the center of the dojo, stands a nine-foot-tall black altar.

The dojo is surrounded by eight giant bronze pillars that stand upright in the sky, each of which is covered with bizarre twisted runes like earthworms.

Further out, there were densely packed desks and seats. When Su Yi and the others arrived, there were hundreds of figures sitting on those seats.

There are ghostly ghosts, evil spirits, and even many spirits and strange shapes that maintain their original shapes.

All kinds of breaths are intertwined, messy and smoky.

Laughter, roar, murmur, all the noise.

It looks like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Fellow Daoist, that black altar is a bit weird, it seems to be an evil magic weapon."

Ning Xi said softly.

From a distance, she noticed the aura emanating from this black altar, extremely **** and evil.

"This dojo is built in the direction of the nine palaces, with eight golden lock formations embedded inside, and the eye of the formation is the black altar."

Su Yi said casually, "In my opinion, this should be a sacrifice formation."

"Sacrifice?"

Ning Sijia's eyes narrowed slightly.

The art of sacrifice is mostly known for its strangeness and mystery.

The purpose of sacrifice is often to summon some kind of power, or to exchange sacrifices for something.

When a sacrifice is performed, there is a clear and unique sacrifice object, so that when the sacrifice ceremony is performed, the other party can be communicated with the other party as soon as possible.

However, in the eyes of true monks, offering sacrifices is a "depraved way" and should not be on the table.

As far as Ning Sijia knows, even ghost cultivators and demon cultivators who have embarked on the path of cultivation rarely use sacrifices to gain power.

There is no other reason. Once the sacrifice is made, it is equivalent to reaching an invisible contract with some kind of evil power.

It's like worshipping an evil god. Although you can get the power bestowed by the other party, you still need to make sacrifices in exchange.

Once the sacrifice is interrupted, it will be punished by the evil god.

"Aren't you curious, who is this Wuhuan Shuijun offering sacrifices to?"

Su Yi said softly.

"Did you see something?"

Ning Sihua can't help but feel a little strange.

"Although I don't know who the other party is, I don't think it's a big deal. Otherwise, how can these wicked ghosts be sacrificed?"

Su Yi's eyes showed a trace of disdain.

During the conversation, the female ghost in Caiyi had brought them to the seat on the side of the dojo.

"Two immortal masters, please sit down!"

Tao Qingshan invited Su Yi and Ning Sijia to sit down one by one, and then sat down with Teng Yong.

On the table, there are drinks, fruits, and other things, all of which are bizarre things, not precious, but they are quite rare.

As time goes by, more and more guests are seated, and there are a group of gloomy female ghosts playing suona, gongs and drums, playing a strange melody, just like a mourning song in the world similar.

"Tao Shan-jun, long time no see."

Suddenly, a pale-skinned lady in palace attire with flames in her pupils walked over, holding a plate in her hand with blood-stained eyeballs.

"Mrs. Shanxiu? I didn't expect you to come."

Tao Qingshan frowned.

"Wuhuan Shuijun held the Dongtian Dharma Conference, how could I not come to watch the ceremony."

The lady in the palace dress said with a smile, and handed over the plate in her hand, "These are the eyeballs of six pairs of boys and girls. I just dug them out alive, and they are not broken at all. The taste is extremely delicious. Do you want to try it? "

Tao Qingshan froze all over, as if he was afraid of Su Yi's misunderstanding, he slapped the case and said sharply:

"I have never eaten such dirty blood food since I awakened my wisdom, but you deliberately brought it in front of me, what is your intention?"

The lady in the palace suit was stunned and snorted: "Tao Shan-jun, I treat you with kindness, but you don't appreciate it. It's rude to scold me like this."

Speaking, she seemed to be deliberately provocative, took out an eyeball and stuffed it into her scarlet mouth, chewed it gently, and her face was full of intoxication.

Afterwards, she swept her eyes around and said delicately, "Tao Shanjun actually said that this delicious food is dirty blood food. Do you think this is too much?"

There was a roar from the surroundings, and many ghosts came over.

"Tao Shanjun got the 'immortal guide' and embarked on the path of cultivation, so he thought he was different from us."

Not far away, the bald and blue-eyed Toad Thirteen sneered, "What's more, he has the Sea Swallowing King behind him, and he has long since regarded me as a fellow!"

Tao Qingshan's face sank, and he was keenly aware that there were some malicious people in the gazes around him.

"The fairy guides the way..."

The lady in the palace dress murmured, with a strange look in her blue flame-like eyes, "Tao Shanjun, since the immortal has pointed you to a cultivation path, can you also point me to a path?"

The gazes from nearby also became hot and greedy.

Most of them had heard that Tao Shanjun had been taught by an immortal master and embarked on the path of true cultivation.

This is an irresistible temptation for these monsters and ghosts.

Who doesn't want to be a true practitioner?

"Don't worry everyone, in my opinion, at the Dongtian Dharma Conference tonight, with Tao Shanjun's mind and personality, he will definitely bring out the method of cultivation, and let me wait and observe it one by one."

Not far away, the old man "Huangshan Jun", who had become a weasel, opened his mouth with a smile, his green eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Really?"

"That's great."

"Haha, then I'll thank Tao Shan-jun first."

There is a burst of laughter nearby.

This made Tao Qingshan's face become extremely ugly, angry and annoyed, just about to speak out.

I saw Su Yi shook his head slightly and said, "Everyone is innocent and guilty. They have already set their sights on you. It's futile to say more."

Tao Qingshan was silent for a while, before he said bitterly, "It's also my fault, I was too happy at first, and accidentally leaked the matter of the immortal master teaching me the method of cultivation, so that it would provoke such a situation. No disaster."

"No problem." Su Yi said calmly.

He has been looking around, his expression is calm, and he doesn't care about those monsters and monsters at all.

Only then did Ning Sihua realize that this Tao Qingshan had been "enlightened" by Su Yi!

"Tao Shanjun, who are these two friends, and why have they never met before?"

The lady in the palace dress who was standing not far away asked with a smile~IndoMTL.com~ Tao Qingshan saw that the other party was not pleasing to the eye, and immediately slapped the table and said sternly: "What does it have to do with you, get out of my way!"

The noise in the vicinity is silent, and many eyes are on it.

The face of the lady in the palace dress was ugly and unpredictable.

At this moment, a loud laughter sounded in the field:

"Tao Shanjun, your temper is getting bigger and bigger now, okay, everyone is my Wuhuan's honored guests today, don't argue any more."

The sound spread to the audience, and all eyes were attracted.

In the distance, a man wearing a silver python robe and a feather crown walked step by step to the black altar in the center of the dojo.

He was covered in black aura, and his pupils were scarlet and indifferent. Standing at that time, the evil energy was surging like a tide, and the power was extremely intimidating.

It is the "Wuhuan Shuijun", the lord of Jiuqu City!

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ps: Well, there will be no accident tomorrow, I will make up another five~