Seeing the cordial appearance of the two women, Ye Xuan found it hard to imagine that this was the first time they met.
This... sisters are not so warm, right?
Xuan Yue said "sister" on the left, and "Sister" on the right of Mu Fanglan.
The two women seemed to be having a very lively chat?
Ye Xuan just felt weird that the two women just threw him aside and didn't care about him at all.
But Ye Xuan also understands that they are all for themselves. Think about it, both Xuan Yue, a strong female, and Mu Fanglan are pursued by countless male cultivators, but at this time, they must maintain their relationship for him.
Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel ashamed of the two women.
After the two women chatted for a while, Mu Fanglan suddenly said to Ye Xuan, "Ye Xuan, no matter what, you must find the poison-removing holy fruit for Sister Xuan Yue this time!"
Ye Xuan smiled, nodded and said, "Okay! This time I entered the Northern Wilderness just for the holy fruit."
Xuan Yue held Mu Fanglan's little hand and came to Ye Xuan with a smile, "Xiao Xuan, sister Fang Lan will die for you, you must not let her down, otherwise, we will be strangers in the future."
Ye Xuan smiled bitterly, "No, you are all extremely beautiful..."
Mu Fanglan interrupted, "Why, if Sister Xuan Yue and I are not good-looking, or if we become old and sallow in the future, you will dislike us."
Ye Xuan was speechless for a moment, only feeling a big headache.
Seeing Ye Xuan's troubled look, the two women looked at each other and smiled, Xuan Yue said, "Let's go. Beihuang is very dangerous. Sister Yingwu must be very worried about you."
Ye Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to delay. He directly released the white jade flying boat and flew away with the two beauties.
After flying for dozens of miles, when passing by a valley, Ye Xuan suddenly said softly, "Hey", and the white jade boat stopped in the air.
Then, Ye Xuan tiptoed and slowly fell from the sky.
fell into the valley.
There were no less than thirty corpses scattered throughout the valley, and the strange thing was that these corpses were obviously killed by the same method. All the blood and essence had been drained out, turning them into dry mummies.
"What a powerful method. This is the eleventh wave I have seen..." Xuan Yue and Mu Fanglan also flew down. Xuan Yue looked at the corpses all over the ground and said with strange eyes.
On the outskirts of the Northern Wilderness, she had not only encountered mummies all over the place, but she also didn’t know which person who entered the Northern Wilderness was so cruel and absolutely powerful!
"The evil cultivator of blood."
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed slightly and he said something.
Immediately, without staying here any longer, he took the two women and left here, continuing to head somewhere into the wind.
His sleeves were fluttering, but he looked indescribably extraordinary.
And the two women behind him are even more stunning beauties.
Half an hour later, Ye Xuan discovered more than a dozen mummies.
Seeing that they all died in miserable ways, with their bodies exposed in the open, the two women felt sorry for each other. Ye Xuan could only shake his head and cremate them all with a burst of flames.
…
In a secret cellar somewhere in the Northern Wasteland.
A bloody and strange ritual is taking place.
In the center of the cellar, there is a large circular pool with a diameter of more than ten feet. The blood in the pool is boiling and bubbling.
In the blood pool, a skin-like thing covering its whole body was floating in the blood. Inside the skin, something could be faintly seen slowly moving.
On the black altar next to the blood pool is an old man in black wearing a high crown and wrinkles on his face. He looks extremely old. He is holding an ancient book with a black cover in his hand and is performing some kind of evil spell.
technique.
If there are people from the Shadow Clan here, they will find that this old man is actually their long-missing Shadow Clan supreme elder, Ying Chenxing.
And at the edge of the blood pool, there was a young man in brocade clothes, standing there, looking into the blood pool with hot eyes.
He is none other than Ying Zetian!
Behind Ying Zetian, there were people from the Shadow Tribe of the Taishang Elder lineage. At this time, they looked at the blood pool with nervousness and awe.
"Hehe! I, the genius of Yingze, am truly destined, so Ye Xuan is not worthy of me..." Yingzetian murmured something in his mouth, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
That was his trembling with excitement!
At this moment, Ying Chenxing glanced at the gradually clear blood in the blood pool, frowned slightly, and said, "Only half of the blood essence is left in the pool, continue to replenish the blood essence!"
"I will obey the instructions of the Supreme Elder!" A man from Emperor Wu followed the order and left.
Not long after, five hundred frightened and crying boys and girls were taken into the cellar by several Shadow Tribe people.
"Ancestor, this is the last batch of boys and girls. Is it enough?"
Ying Chenxing nodded slightly and said, "It's barely enough. You've done a good job in finding so many extremely yin children. When the holy corpse is born, you will be rewarded. Now the blood sacrifice has the last step. As long as I can successfully integrate the holy corpse,
Corpse will become a saint in one fell swoop, and then I will be invincible in this northern wilderness!"
The people of the Shadow Clan in Ying Chenxing's lineage were all excited when they heard this. Their ancestor was about to become a saint, and by then the entire Zhongzhou would not be their world!
Several men waved the whips in their hands and drove the children to the edge of the blood pool. Then they all pulled out the weird black knives with runes from their waists, and brutally cut off the necks of the children like they were killing chickens.
.
The children's necks were cut, blood spurted out, they convulsed in pain, and were poured into the pool of blood.
For a time, the cellar was filled with the choking smell of blood.
There are countless dark winds blowing violently!
For this kind of scene, the people of Ying Xingchen's lineage here have long turned a blind eye. Ying Chenxing walked up to the altar again, opened the black classics in his hands, and the old chanting echoed in the cellar again.
And not long after, the sky in this area was filled with dark clouds. Snake-shaped lightning flashes intertwined across the sky, and a thunderous thunder came, resounding throughout the world.
Ying Zetian's eyes revealed a look of crazy joy.
"Hurry! Hurry! Once the blood sacrifice is successful, I will massacre the entire Northern Wilderness, and all the opportunities and creations will belong to me, Ying Zetian!"
Ying Zetian's breathing has become rapid. He has been waiting for this moment for more than a day or two.
The world is changing. At this moment, thousands of miles around are in turmoil. It seems that some terrifying existence is about to descend on this world.
‘Tear!‘
Just as Ying Zetian looked at him expectantly, a big hand stretched out from the film in the blood pool and tore the film apart.
Suddenly, a peerless pressure suddenly descended!
‘Wow~~!’ Everyone in the cellar was swept away by this coercion, and they immediately vomited blood.
Some of those who were not at the level of the Martial Emperor could not withstand this terrifying pressure, and their bodies exploded directly into blood mist.
"who I am?"
"Why am I here?"
A heavy voice with terrifying oppression!
"Oops! He actually still has a shred of consciousness!!!??" Ying Chenxing's eyes were filled with fear and horror.