Chapter 1664

"Go? Where?"

The blood fairy smiled coldly and waved his right claw. Suddenly, blood thunder rolled and turned into a prison composed of blood thunder, which trapped Xu Huan and Xu Lei in an instant.

With a roar, Xu Lei offered a scroll and spread it around him to resist the terrible blood thunder around him.

"Oh, it's a sacred treasure against heaven. Although it's powerful, your uncle is more powerful than me. Break it for me!"

The blood immortal smiled and pinched his right claw towards the palm. The prison composed of blood thunder shrank suddenly, and the space collapsed inch by inch where the blood thunder spread.

Click!

In an instant, there were tiny cracks on the surface of the scroll.

"The holy treasure against heaven is cracked? What kind of monster is this?"

Xu Huan was shocked and pale without blood. At this moment, his heart was full of regret. How could he provoke such cruel friends this time.

Boo, boo, boo!

The blood fairy smiled cruelly, and the scroll collapsed. Xu Huan and Xu Lei, who were in it, didn't even have the chance to scream. They turned into ashes under the power of blood thunder.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yan's mouth was slightly open, but his eyes were full of complex colors.

At the moment, he couldn't see through Zhuo Wen at all, and the breath of the blood fairy released by Zhuo Wen was as terrible to him as a God.

Yang Yan knew that the young man who had won the first place in the Jiuyou conference in Dongtu, even on the larger stage of Zhongtu, still achieved a height that was difficult for him to reach.

At the beginning, Yang Yan was the first to enter China through the Jiuyou array. At that time, he was ambitious. He thought he would bloom a more brilliant brilliance on the larger stage of China, and even surpass Zhuo Wen, who was the first in the Jiuyou assembly.

But now, his situation makes his heart bitter. I'm afraid he hasn't lived long, one heaven and one earth with Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, in endless pain, Xu Xue also saw the falling Xu Lei and Xu Huan. Her eyes were full of despair. Finally, she screamed and turned into a mummy and stole twelve drops of yellow spring from her body.

"Twelve Yellow Springs? How deep is Xu Xue's sin? There are so many yellow spring water drops."

With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he accepted the twelve yellow water drops, but his eyes showed a trace of surprise. This is the first time he has harvested so many yellow water drops on a person.

"Master, this is the spiritual ring of those two people!"

After killing Xu Lei and Xu Huan, the blood immortal took two spirit rings and came to Zhuo Wen, showing a flattering look.

"Well done, enter the ring!" Zhuo Wen took the ring and nodded with satisfaction.

After the blood devil's sea awareness woke up, the blood fairy's Lingzhi was much better than before. In addition, he had been severely taught by Zhuo Wen for a long time, which had left a deep impression on him. His defiance had long dissipated. Now he is more cautious in the face of Zhuo Wen.

Of course, in order not to leave hidden dangers, Zhuo Wen has already erased all the memories of the blood devil. Now, although the blood immortal's intelligence has improved, he doesn't know that he was a blood devil before, but only knows that he is a blood immortal now.

"Master, you see I've done so many things for you. You'd better not put me in the spirit ring. It's OK to put me in the Canglong hall or outside. The spirit ring is suffocated. I know the master is the best." the blood fairy laughed.

Zhuo Wen stared at the blood fairy coldly and didn't speak. The blood fairy in his eyes jumped wildly. Shan Shan smiled and said, "the master is wise. It's safer in the spirit ring. The master is completely for my sake. Little Xuezi is grateful. The master put me in the spirit ring."

Zhuo Wen didn't speak. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he immediately included the blood fairy in the spirit ring.

Since Zhuo Wen erased all the memories of the blood devil knowing the sea, the blood devil knowing the sea has formed a period of intelligence with different characters. The intelligence bullies the soft and fears the hard, pretends to be the tiger's power, flatters and is as cunning as a fox and a rabbit.

Zhuo Wen didn't like the blood fairy now, but there was no way. The blood fairy was one of his cards, and he couldn't erase the intelligence of the blood fairy, which would only weaken the strength of the blood fairy.

After dealing with the blood fairy, Zhuo Wen looked at Yang Yan beside him and sighed: "brother Yang, you..."

Yang Yan smiled miserably and said, "brother Zhuo, I know my own situation very well. I'm afraid I'll die soon, but Yang is satisfied that I can get revenge before I die."

With that, Yang Yan bowed down to Zhuo Wen and said sincerely, "brother Zhuo, Yang didn't expect to repay this kindness. However, before Yang died, he was able to give the best thing to brother Zhuo."

With that, Yang Yan's right hand a little, and soon a force of law appeared around him. The force of law became more and more terrible, and finally turned into 18 layers of hell around him.

"Law sacrifice!"

Yang Yan whispered, and suddenly the eighteen layers of hell suddenly contracted and turned into a black awn, which was suspended at his fingertips.

"Brother Zhuo, please be sure to accept the law of hell. This is the only contribution Yang can make before he dies." Yang Yan panted, and the sense of death in his eyes was stronger.

"Law sacrifice?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were frozen. He naturally knew about the law sacrifice. This is a secret method that martial artists peel off their own understanding of the law and offer it to another person at the expense of others.

Almost every saint who master the law will use this secret method, but no one will be willing to use it.

Because once this secret method is used, the holy power in the caster will pass quickly and eventually become a useless person, which is too expensive.

Yang Yan should have chosen this law to sacrifice because he felt that his life was not long, and Zhuo Wen let him revenge.

Zhuo Wen stared at Yang Yan carefully. He knew this was Yang Yan's last intention, so he carefully took it down and said, "brother Yang, what long cherished wish do you have?"

"Long cherished wish? I hope Xu qian can be happy. In fact, these three people are from the Xu family in Fenglei mansion. They chased me precisely because of Xu Qian..."

Speaking of this, Yang Yan laughed at himself and immediately took out a jade hairpin from his arms and handed it to Zhuo Wen: "I was going to give it to Xu Qian, but now I can't. If brother Zhuo has the opportunity to go to Xu's house in the future, can I give it to Xu Qian?"

"I will!"

Zhuo Wen put away the jade hairpin. He knew that some stories should have happened to Yang Yan, which had something to do with Xu Qian and the Xu family.

With Zhuo Wen's affirmative reply, Yang Yan smiled at the corners of his mouth, opened his mouth and said softly, "brother Zhuo, I know you have a good relationship with LV Hantian. I've seen LV Hantian and dance butterflies in and out of the Xu family. If you really go to the Xu family, you may be able to meet LV Hantian and dance butterflies."

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen glanced at a fine light, immediately nodded and said, "thank you for telling brother Yang!"

"I just happen to know that there is no reason not to tell."

Speaking of this, Yang Yan suddenly looked at the sky and said with a smile: "the sun is setting..."

Zhuo Wen followed Yang Yan's eyes and looked at the red sun slowly falling on the earth, silent.

When he turned around, Yang Yan had closed his eyes and lost his vitality.

"Brother Yang, go all the way!"

Zhuo Wen sighed, waved his sleeve robe, swept out a flame and burned Yang Yan's body.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen took out a jar of jade and put the ashes of Yang Yan's body into the jar. He said to himself, "the fallen leaves must return to their roots, brother Yang. In the future, I will take your ashes and bury them in the eastern soil."

Put away Yang Yan's urn. Zhuo Wen stepped on the void and immediately turned into a rainbow and disappeared here.

The most distinctive symbol of the northern prophet family is a huge sacrificial tower standing in the central area of the former magistrate's residence.

The sacrificial tower looks simple on the surface, but who knows that in this simple sacrificial tower, there is the most precious divination talisman of the prophet family.

The divination holy talisman owned by the prophet family is not incomplete, but a complete holy talisman. Unfortunately, the divination holy talisman is the most mysterious holy talisman of the nine holy talismans, and the requirements for the controller are also the most demanding of the nine holy talismans.

Therefore, although the prophet family has a complete divination charm, the tragedy is that it is unable to use the real power of this complete divination charm.

But fortunately, the generation of the prophet family has produced a wonderful Yan Tianwei. Although Yan Tianwei is blind, he has exquisite skills in his heart. Although his martial arts talent is low, he can actually communicate the original power of the divination holy talisman and give play to part of the power of the divination holy talisman.

It was Yan Tianwei who was able to communicate the divine divination symbols, so his status in the prophet family was extremely high, and he was also known as a goddess. His reputation spread not only in the prophet family, but also throughout the whole Middle Earth.

On this day, a Changhong suddenly swept to the region of the prophet's family. The Changhong stopped in front of the sacrificial tower. The first person was dressed in purple robes, with fluttering hair and beard, revealing a strong sense of authority.

"Jiang Zuomei, the current head of the ice fire family, came to see the goddess in person. I hope you of the prophet family can accommodate one or two."

Jiang Zuomei's voice was clear and clear. Behind him, there were two lines of bodyguards, each wearing a big red robe and carrying a big red gift box on his shoulder.

Although martial artists now have Lingjie, a storage treasure that can hold many things, Jiang Zuomei did not bring the gift into the Lingjie this time, but came to the prophet family with such a grand act. It can be seen that Jiang Zuomei was sincere and deliberately did it.

The sacrificial tower is very big, but with the sound of Jiangzuo plum, the sacrificial tower has not changed, and there is no one around.

Jiang Zuomei didn't feel strange. He stood quietly in the air, staring at the sacrificial tower in front of him.

About a quarter of an hour later, the gate at the bottom of the sacrificial tower suddenly opened. Two ladies in robes, carrying lanterns, bowed respectfully to Jiang Zuomei and said, "the goddess has an order. Come in, master Jiang!"

Jiang Zuomei's eyes were burning and nodded. She took many bodyguards behind her into the sacrificial tower.

"Other people stay at the bottom of the tower. Lord Jiang, follow me to the tower!" the two maidens said faintly.

Jiang Zuomei naturally dared not object. She gave orders to the bodyguard behind her, and followed the two maidens behind her.

The ladder inside the sacrificial tower is very long, and there is a faint smell of medicine in the air. Jiang Zuomei smells the medicine and her eyes twinkle. It seems that she thinks of some rumors, but he shows taboos on his face and doesn't dare to think more.

Finally, the two waitresses stopped. Jiang Zuomei found that she had unconsciously followed the waitress to a large hall.

In the center of the hall, there stood a huge altar. There was a futon in front of the altar. On the futon, a petite figure knelt on both knees.