Chapter 675 A critical moment

Li Chengxi's training concept for Yang Yiyi has always been "survival first, then future development".

That is, one punch to kill a kid is more important than learning magic skills in the future.

Based on this concept, the bone attribute that can quickly improve direct combat power has always been the focus, not to mention that a piece of sky-supporting stone has been used to add bones, and he rode towards the direction of the mud truck...

Let's not talk about this for now. After dealing with these Tianlang Cult members, everyone also realized that this place is no longer safe. The Tianlang Cult found that the patrolmen did not go back, and it was only a matter of time before they were discovered, so they should evacuate quickly.

Including Ning Xianer, there were more than 20 people locked up, most of whom had difficulty walking, and Ning Xianer could only be carried by Yang Yiyi. In such an unfavorable situation, everyone was mentally prepared to fight all the way out.

However, things in the world are so unpredictable. Everyone helped these people who had difficulty walking out, but they didn't attract any attention. They only encountered a patrol team composed of several local people from Baofeng Village on the way. Because they hid in time, they were not discovered and walked back to the secret passage they came in easily.

Because she was carried by Yang Yiyi, Ning Xian'er's condition was much better. At least she could walk. She sent this group of people into the secret passage and told them that someone was waiting on the other side.

"This place is very dangerous. There are not only masters of the Tianlang Sect, but also witches from Southern Xinjiang. Yiyi, you must be more careful and don't go rashly."

"Don't worry, Sister Ning, we will come back after seeing the situation."

Yang Yiyi patted her chest to guarantee, but it was really not credible.

Anyone who knows Yang Yiyi knows that when this girl is reckless, even eight cows can't pull her back.

Ning Xian'er was still a little worried, but there was no way. Now she would be a burden, so she had to give a few more instructions before following others into the secret passage.

After confirming Ning Xianer's safety, Yang Yiyi's purpose of this trip has actually been achieved, but Yang Yiyi will not turn around and run away now.

The Western Regions are busy trying to sow discord between Southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains. If they succeed, the two sides will go to war, and the lives of the people will be devastated. With such a big event in front of them, how can Yang Yiyi retreat?

What is the most important thing for martial arts?

It is chivalry, not martial arts.

Yang Yiyi, who is determined to become a great hero, will certainly not leave.

After sending Ning Xianer and the others into the secret passage, everyone came out of the warehouse again. They haven't found the ceremony that Ran Xiaoyi mentioned, so they can't leave now.

And the people who lost news are not only Ning Xianer and the others, but also fellow martial artists from other sects.

According to the disciples of Tianjue Palace, they were detained separately after being arrested, and they didn't know what happened to the others, so at least they had to find that group of people before they could leave.

Since entering Baofeng Village, everyone has split into two groups, and Ran Xiaoyi is on the other side. I don't know how they are doing.

When everyone was thinking about whether to meet up with another group of people, the ground began to shake slightly.

"Is it an earthquake?"

Yang Yiyi quickly held onto the wall next to her:

"I hope it's not another big crab."

"Say something good soon."

Rather than an earthquake, this shaking was more like something moving deep underground, and the amplitude was quite regular.

Then everyone saw that in the direction of the big tree, a brilliant red fire lit up, almost illuminating half of Baofeng Village.

And under the illumination of the lit fire, everyone also clearly saw that the huge tree behind Baofeng Village, whose cloud-like crown seemed to be descending.

It was not very obvious at first, but with the shaking, the crown soon dropped to a height that was enough to completely cover the entire Baofeng Village, completely blocking the moonlight, and the rustling sound of the leaves was like the raging waves, shaking people's ears slightly itchy.

The crown dropped, and it looked like the sky was falling. In the shock and panic of everyone, the shaking slowly stopped again.

Everyone looked at each other in silence, not knowing what had happened.

But the only thing that could be confirmed was the direction of the fire, which must be the direction of the ceremony in Baofeng Village.

Taking advantage of the pause in the vibration, the group jumped onto the roof and jumped towards the direction of the fire.

Li Chengxi, who was watching this on the other side of the screen, didn't want Yang Yiyi to go over. This style of painting didn't look like something that a martial artist could deal with, even if a fairy hero came.

Everyone followed the fire all the way into Baofeng Village. Soon, they stopped on the roof of a two-story bamboo building and lay down one after another.

In front of everyone, you can see a very wide square paved with bluestone slabs. At the end of the square is the super-large tree.

Not far below the tree, a huge bonfire was lit, and you can see that more than a dozen people are dancing around the bonfire.

On the left and right sides of the square next to the big tree, there is a hillside with almost no signs of repair. A large group of southern Xinjiang people, regardless of gender, age or age, stood on the hillside, waving their hands and dancing in the direction of the bonfire. At first glance, it looks like a simple left-right dance. Rather than a dance, it is more like a cult ritual, a very primitive type of dance.

No wonder I didn't see anyone in the bamboo house along the way. It turned out that they were all gathered here to dance.

In the center of the square, at least hundreds of Tianlang Cult followers lined up neatly, with their backs to the direction of the bonfire, as if they were on guard to prevent anyone from interrupting the ceremony.

"This way... up there."

Qin Yan waved to the people below, and another group of people who had previously divided into two groups quickly climbed onto the roof of the bamboo building.

Ran Xiaoyi, who was brought up, lay on the roof and took a look at the situation in the square, and immediately said:

"We are late, the ceremony has already begun."

The best case scenario is that before the ceremony begins, everyone sneaks in and steals or destroys the items necessary for the ceremony, making it impossible for the ceremony to continue, and then slowly figure out how to do it.

Now it seems that the ceremony has begun, so there is only one way.

"The ceremony must be interrupted."

Ran Xiaoyi bit her lip and said thoughtfully:

"If my sister is allowed to continue, she will become a great witch. If she has deals with the Western Regions, she will probably provoke a war with the Central Plains."

Ran Xiaoyi probably didn't say something, but what she said now was also true.

The Western Region represented by the Sirius Sect is obviously having an affair with Baofeng Village. In this case, preventing them from uniting is what the people of the Central Plains should be most concerned about.

Everyone made eye contact and everyone was a little hesitant.

After all, there are only twenty people on their side, and the Tianlang Sect on the other side has a few hundred members, and there may be experts. What’s more, almost all the members of Baofeng Village are here. In this case, it’s hard to fight...

It's quite suicidal.

But it is definitely not possible to leave it alone. If a war between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang is really provoked, it will not be a matter of killing a few people.

In the end, it was Brother Jin from the Sixteenth Village who made the final decision:

"Send the signal, we must not let them succeed."