Chapter 778 Sacrifice Ceremony (Second update!)

After listening to Nie Xingchen's words, Lin Tian somewhat understood what was going on.

Qiu Wanqiu and the other three just met Nie Xingchen and the others by chance.

The goal of the three should be the Jiuchen Tianzhe Blood in the Jiuchen Totem Pole at the entrance of the valley of the buried bone village.

It's just that the Bone Burial Village has always been mysterious, and few people know about it.

Qiu Wanqiu and the others probably couldn't find a place, so they let Nie Xingchen and the others lead the way.

only.

Regarding Nie Xingchen's urging, Lin Tian smiled and shook his head, and said, "The Holy Gu Sect is a force from Miao Jiang, right? But do you think I'm afraid of them?"

"Senior is naturally not afraid!"

Nie Xingchen showed a wry smile.

Lin Tian's strength is terrifying. When Nie Xingchen was in Longxi Mountain in Lengshuijiang City, he witnessed the former's terrifying methods. He killed Jiang Shenzong and Shuramen's elder disciples with fists and swords, which was extremely tyrannical.

However, thinking of the mystery and power of the Holy Gu Sect, Nie Xingchen shook his head helplessly and said: "Senior, in the southwest, the Holy Gu Sect is very powerful and extremely powerful! I'm afraid it's not just the three of them, especially their Holy Master. They have already reached the strength of the Jindan Patriarch..."

Hearing this, Lin Tian suddenly understood.

This Nie Xingchen is worried about her precious granddaughter and this female disciple.

If it is true as he said, the Holy Gu Sect is powerful, and it will be really troublesome to take revenge in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian stood up, and the huge spiritual consciousness spread around like a frenzy.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, you can have a panoramic view.

Apart from Qiu Wanqiu and the other three, no one else existed.

Because in the direction of the buried bone village, Lin Tian's spiritual consciousness couldn't spread over at all.

"The Jiuchen Clan is extremely talented in formations. The Bone Burial Village left here must have laid out a lot of large formations..."

Lin Tian seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and was not surprised. He sighed secretly and took back his consciousness.

"There is no one else around, don't worry! Besides, I'm here, no one can hurt them!"

Seeing that Nie Xingchen's injury had recovered, Lin Tian nodded and said, "I'll give you another needle, and then you all rest here for a while. With my needle method, at least half an hour later, your injury will be healed. Completely healed..."

As soon as the words fell, a silver needle in Lin Tian's hand had landed on Nie Xingchen's mouth with lightning, and then he took it back in a blink of an eye.

"Thank you senior..."

Nie Xingchen showed gratitude on his face.

boom~

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the direction of the mountain.

Lin Tian, ​​Nie Xingchen and others couldn't help turning their heads to look.

In the mid-air of the mountains, the white and slender jade hand, carrying a billowing breath, patted Qiu Wanqiu and others.

"Grandpa, whose hand is that..."

Nie Xiaoyun showed a look of shock and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"That's the senior from Buried Bones Village!"

Leng Xiaoran was also shocked, her beautiful eyes were full of fascination.

And Nie Xingchen looked excited, and said: "I hope that senior can repel this Qiu Wanqiu!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Wanqiu's withered palm suddenly flashed out from the robe, and slammed on the jade hand fiercely.

With a muffled bang, the jade hand was scratched to pieces, and was forced to shrink back immediately, before disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Huh? Why is this jade hand so much weaker than before? No wonder that woman asked me to leave before. It turns out that she is already at the end of her battle..."

"No, this jade hand is not a real hand, but an illusion of some kind of secret method..."

Seeing Qiu Wanqiu repel the jade hand, Lin Tian raised his brows, and his face showed a look of surprise.

"Jie Jie, Bone-burying Village is nothing more than that! You will only shy away from the inside and dare not come out..."

Qiu Wanqiu let out a strange, unpleasant laugh. Seeing that there was no movement at the entrance of the valley, he said to the two young men beside him, "Get ready to destroy the totem pole and get the blood!"

After hearing the order, the two young disciples of the Holy Gu Sect immediately followed Qiu Wanqiu down the mountain.

It seems that Lin Tian and others have already ignored it, and the divine blood they are talking about is the most important thing.

Lin Tian heard Qiu Wanqiu's words.

"That is the precious blood of Jiuchen Tianzhe. There is a sealing formation in the totem pole. If you destroy it directly, it is equivalent to destroying the precious blood. These people are idiots!"

Lin Tian frowned slightly, looked up at the mountains where there were no people, and then said to Nie Xingchen, "I'll go and have a look."

"Ah...they are monks of the Holy Gu Sect, they are very vicious, you are going there to die!"

Before Nie Xingchen could speak, his granddaughter Nie Xiaoyun exclaimed first and stopped him: "Let's run away while this is the time!"

Leng Xiaoran, Nie Xingchen's disciple standing beside him, also nodded slightly.

This is the best chance to escape.

escape?

Lin Tian glanced at the two girls and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll take care of them!"

There are two girls, Nie Xiaoyun is only at the first level of the Qi refining period, and her talent is considered average, while the other Leng Xiaoran is at the second level of the Qi refining period, and she is also average.

But this is also Lin Tian's vision. In comparison, the two women are quite talented.

"Take care of your grandpa!"

Lin Tian gave Nie Xiaoyun a word of advice, and walked towards the valley again.

"Ah...Grandpa, he is going to die!"

Nie Xiaoyun was in a hurry, stomping his feet and said.

"It's okay, Senior Lin is very powerful!"

Nie Xingchen smiled and said to the two: "However, senior saved us, let's go and see if we can help..."

Saying that, the three of them also walked towards the smooth mirror-like mountain at the top.

at the same time.

In the valley, on an open valley plain, there is a village with only eight or nine small wooden houses.

In the deepest part of the village, beside a clear pool surrounded by mist, there were six figures sitting cross-legged.

They surrounded the pool with pious faces and chanting mysterious ancient spells, as if they were holding some sacrificial ceremony, revealing endless mystery and eternity.

puff~

Suddenly, an old woman sitting cross-legged in the middle suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, her wrinkled face showed loss and sadness, she sighed and said: "That's all... It doesn't matter if you don't want Jiuchen Tianwaizhu, as long as you bury it." The foundation of the bones is still there, and I, the descendant of Jiuli, will not break the inheritance! But, who is it that forcibly shook the first blow of the Holy Maiden's Jiuchen Xuantian Palm?"

But at this moment, at the entrance of the valley, Qiu Wanqiu was holding a black staff and was about to forcibly destroy the totem pole.

"Don't touch that post! Get out now or die!"

Just when Qiu Wanqiu was about to make a move, a faint voice came from above the mountain.

On it, Lin Tian's figure walked slowly.

And behind, Nie Xingchen and the other three had already followed.

"It's you? Courting death!"

Qiu Wanqiu frowned, and immediately shouted to the two young men: "Since they are anxious to seek death, then go and deal with them to save trouble!"

The two young disciples of the Holy Gu Cult received the order, and immediately rushed towards Lin Tian with grimaces on their faces.

"Master, why don't we go first!"

Seeing that Qiu Wanqiu was going to attack them, Leng Xiaoran, who was supporting Nie Xingchen, couldn't help feeling anxious.

Nie Xiaoyun was also anxious to persuade her to leave.

But in the next moment, the two young men had just arrived, but Lin Tian arrived first, and the Tongtian Fist was like a cannonball, blasting on the two of them with lightning.

With a bang, the two of them turned into blood mist.

Nie Xiaoyun and Leng Xiaoran stared blankly at the sight.