Hearing this, Xia Shan paused slightly with the folding fan in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked at the scene of the Demon Tomb reflected in the scroll.
The ten elders and judges immediately stood up energetically.
Countless eyes are focused on the scroll picture, waiting for the appearance of the creator of opportunity!
The fierce and dazzling light mist gradually dissipated under the gaze of everyone, and the power of the beast spirit like a storm swirled around a person!
That person is exactly...
Southeast region, the Lord of the Thirty-Six Evils, Yan Hongyuan!
Yan Hongyuan walked cross-legged, her face was calm, her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings were lowered, and she was absorbing the power of the beast spirit bit by bit.
The surrounding light surges, condensed with obscure and complex totems.
A trace of light power followed Yan Hongyuan's martial body into the soul, completely containing the beast spirit!
After absorbing the last trace of the power of the beast spirit, the strong wind surged.
There seemed to be a tiger roaring from the ground.
But he saw a ray of light and shadow burst out from Yan Hongyuan's martial body.
The terrifying and fierce tiger head appears, showing the aura of the king of beasts.
Yan Hongyuan suddenly opened and closed her eyes, and the king of beasts opened his bloody mouth and once again let out a tiger roar that made the world tremble.
In an instant, Yan Hongyuan's eyes were as fierce as a tiger's, with a ferocious look revealed!
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Countless disciples were shocked and shocked——
"The soul-eating phantom tiger! The fourth beast spirit in the "Monster Suppression Book" has been sleeping for thousands of years!"
"Senior Sister Yan, are you going to be the second person from our hospital to go to the Imperial Army Department?"
"Netherworld disciples are Netherworld disciples, so I asked, who is there?"
"Fortunately, I didn't miss this Xuan Festival. I'm really lucky!"
"In the future, in the Nether Palace, with the help of the Soul-eating Phantom Tiger, wouldn't Senior Sister Yan and her Thirty-Six Evils be the only ones to dominate?"
"Does that need to be said? Who is Senior Sister Yan? She was born in Mu Mansion in the north. She is made of steel and iron. Faced with injustice, she severed ties with her father when she was young. Now she has achieved such achievements by relying on one person's strength and hands of flesh and blood.
How can it be compared to others?"
"..."
On the third day of the Xuan Festival, the Shenxuan Mountain was filled with people and was extremely lively.
The master's face was full of spring breeze, he stood with his hands behind his hands, and let out a few satisfied and proud laughs: "Although this child Hongyuan is a girl, he can be a hero of the generation. His achievements in the future will not be inferior to those of men. Shenxuan has such a disciple."
, it’s really a blessing!”
Song Qingshan nodded and agreed: "Red Kite, very good."
Mu Sheng also smiled.
Mu Jingyun frowned, and Captain Liu smiled and said: "Why are you anxious? The show is still to come. Little Chuyue is not a good person. She is willing to go to the northwest. It only means that there are good things in the northwest."
Mu Jingyun pursed her lips and said nothing, taking a gentle breath.
But in the Demon Tomb of Wandao Tomb, in the northwest area, everyone including Chu Yue stood still, as if the scene was frozen!
They were completely immersed in the opportunity of searching for the demon tomb, and were not disturbed by the outside world.
"Roar!"
The tiger roars again, rolling up thousands of tombs and turning them into endless yellow sand!
The soul-eating phantom tiger broke out of the ground and ran wildly into the sky.
At the same time, Yan Hongyuan slapped her palm on the ground and flew out like a meteor!
Rolling yellow sand swept across the sky, and the Soul-eating Phantom Tiger and Yan Hongyuan headed towards each other in two different directions, north and south.
Yan Hongyuan stepped on the yellow sand and cut the blood between her eyebrows with a dagger.
The blood flowed out, forming the ancient totem of a dark red six-pointed star in the sky!
The soul-eating phantom tiger suddenly jumped out and rushed into the bloody totem, as if it had entered the void!
In the center of the totem, a portrait of the soul-eating phantom tiger gradually formed like flowing water!
Yan Hongyuan, with eyes like a tiger and a body like a crescent moon, flew back to the ground.
The martial body erupted into a tiger roar.
The sacred and mysterious voice seemed to come from somewhere else:
"Blood is the contract, spirit is the covenant! The martial arts contract is concluded!"