Miffel was about to leave at this time. Although Lang Shuoyang was reluctant to leave, he was not worried. This decision was made by Miffel herself. She wanted to know her identity, perhaps the identity of the golden stripe in her body.
Seeing Miffel and those weirdos walking away, farther and farther away, disappearing in the north.
Lang Shuoyang and the others were about to leave here, but at this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out from the north of Motian Castle.
"Is there something wrong with Miffel? Wolf Fourteen is also there?" The three of them looked at each other.
This golden light was emitted from a mysterious and ancient altar. At this time, Miffel was sitting cross-legged on the altar. In the middle of the altar, there was a shining light of lightning.
The weirdos around him all knelt down around the altar.
These people seem to be performing a mysterious ritual.
Although these weirdos still look as terrifying as before, their behavior seems to be no different from normal people. The whole ceremony is very grand and solemn. At this moment, Youyou is sitting cross-legged at the top of the altar.
The green diamond-shaped mark between the eyebrows appears again, giving the whole person a sense of sanctity.
The altar below looks like an ordinary earthen tomb bun at first glance, but the big sword stuck on it adds a sense of mystery to the altar.
At this time, as these people continued to worship, more golden light shot out from the altar. At the same time, the big sword originally inserted on the altar began to move on its own.
"Saint, saint!"
When the people below saw this scene, everyone seemed to be crazy and shouted wildly. They looked at Miffel floating above their heads, their faces full of enthusiasm. They had been waiting for the saint to come over, and they had been waiting for too long.
It's been so long that even they can't remember clearly. They only know that once the saint comes, the souls of all the people will be released. At that time, as long as they rescue the devil, they can use another method to
Reborn, go find that person to take revenge.
In the original battle, the goddess on their side was defeated miserably. The saint's memory was touched, and her soul turned into a golden snake. The souls of other dead people were also sealed in this altar by that person. They were just some of the original ones.
A fish that slipped through the net.
The saint at that time looked like Miffel.
When Lang Shuoyang saw this, he raised Long Ye's sword and stepped forward.
"Fire boy, don't be impulsive. These people should be carrying out a very important matter. We have already disturbed us here. If you annoy them, I am injured now. When the time comes, they will attack in groups.
I'm afraid it's hard to resist!" Li Fei stood aside to stop him.
"But I can't just watch Miffel like this. Besides, I don't need you to teach me anything I do." Lang Shuoyang frowned and looked at Li Fei. Although he had suffered several difficulties, in the final analysis,
The turmoil that it is today is only because of Concubine Li's interference.
Lang Shuoyang could make enemies of everyone for the sake of his woman, so why would he choose to back down at this time?
"Don't be impulsive. Look, isn't this Miffel okay now? But if you take action, if they fail, this little girl might still be implicated." Li Fei said.
Lang Zixuan also came over and grabbed Lang Shuoyang and said, "Let's see and then talk!"
Lang Shuoyang stopped temporarily and waited to see the next change.
These people also noticed the arrival of the three people, but just glanced at them and ignored them, continuing to do their own things. At this time, as time went by, the golden light from the altar became more and more dazzling, and the entire demon
I'm afraid everyone in the Celestial Castle can clearly see it, and the big sword on the altar is shaking even more violently.
Lang Shuoyang had been watching from the sidelines, but couldn't see Ziwu Maoyou. He turned around and asked Lang Zixuan, "Do you know what they are doing?"
Lang Zixuan said: "It seems that Miffel is the master. As long as Miffel doesn't go crazy, this may not be a bad thing!"
As time went by, the sword seemed to be shaking out, as if it was about to be shaken out from inside at any time.
"Buzz..."
With a crisp sword cry, the sword finally flew out from the altar. It seemed to have its own consciousness. After flying out, it stabbed Miffel directly in the sky at an extremely fast speed.
The speed of the sword was too fast, and Lang Shuoyang's face changed drastically when he saw this scene. Even if he wanted to rush forward to stop it, it was already too late.
"Miffel, be careful!" The only thing Lang Shuoyang could do now was to remind Miffel from below, but Miffel seemed to have been prepared for this and directly reached out and grabbed the sword.
"You have harmed us for so many years, and now you have been destroyed!" Miffel looked at the big sword in her hand and said something incomprehensible, and then seemed to want to destroy the sword. At this time, Miffel,
His face turned ferocious again.
"Give me that sword!" At this moment, Wolf Fourteen rushed out from a corner, as if going crazy, with unparalleled speed, and struck Miffel in the air with a pair of palms
In the past, at the same time, Miffel was stunned. Wolf Fourteen would never attack her. This time, he attacked with all his strength like crazy. For a moment, he did not resist with all his strength, but was shocked by Wolf Fourteen's palm.
Fall, the man and the sword fall separately.
"Haha, the sword is mine!" Wolf Fourteen caught the sword, laughed wildly and ran away immediately, while Lang Shuoyang caught Youyou who fell.
"Let go of the saint!"
The weirdo who had talked to Lang Shuoyang and the others before saw this and rebuked loudly. As for Wolf Fourteen, they really had no one to care for them. The sword had harmed them for so many years. It would be better if someone took it away.
"Miffel has finished the work for you and has fallen into a coma. I want to take her away!" Lang Shuoyang held Youyou in his arms and looked at these people and said.
"Let them go!" At this moment, a steady man's voice came from the altar.
"The Saint has not fully awakened yet, and the time has not come yet. Let them go." The voice continued, and after saying this, Lang Shuoyang looked directly over. Because the sword was shaken out, at this time
A lot of black gas came out of the altar.
Lang Shuoyang felt these black energies carefully and found that they had something to do with Yin energy. Then, among these black energies, a middle-aged man wearing golden clothes appeared. As soon as he came out, his eyes fell directly on Miffy.
In Er's body, he is the person who just spoke, but his current body is very illusory.