Xuan Qingdao's Zongmen do not last longer than the sword fighting technique, but it is dedicated to the god of sacrifice. For those who are high -profile, with the assistance of the formation method, please come to the world. The invited God is related to the time of Ming Lei drums and the cultivation of the monk. It is now in the middle of the night, and the invited God should have a gentle temperament.

However, Xuanqing Dao Changbing was as fierce, and when he was in the formation, he became a pattern with his own blood, and he was hard at the time of the three more time.

As soon as the red -faced six -eyed martial arts appeared in the clouds, the revenge light felt a huge force on the Tai Yijian in his hand, dragging him to fly under the tree.

Lou Jiang dragged Zuo Yuesheng while Royal Feng took other people. He was most worried about the number one of the highest lamp, the highest identity, and found that the speed of the revenge lamp was faster than himself.

When the light lamp was pulled by Tai Yijian to leave the top of the beylite, the red face in the clouds seemed to feel on the red face, and the six eyes were suddenly open.

I wish the teacher to defeat the dragon and rush to the sky in the lightning of the electric flash.

A long knife was pulled out of the air, and at the moment when the red -faced martial arts opened the light light, he chopped out the bloody light of the three arcs!

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Blood.

The light of the fire is full of bright red.

"This, this, what's the matter?" Lu Jing was scared to cry.

The tears he held when he was wearing yin and yang on Tochigi, but he fell down without a lot of time.

No one cares about him.

The whole city was awake.

Every family is open on the main door. Both men, women and children stand in the middle of the street, hold the torch in one hand, and drop blood down with one hand. Blood exchange gathered into a winding river and slowly flowing towards the center of the city. They were painless, and with a fixed rhythm, they walked step by step towards the center of the center of the city.

It's like being/fuck/control ...

"puppet."

The muscles on Lou Jiang's face beating, he turned out a compass and was nervously confirming the direction.

"I have been in the order of the Lord of the Pavilion, tracked the source of the soul out of the soul, and I have been found to the city. But I didn’t expect ..."

Unexpectedly, under the eyelids of Shanhai Pavilion, someone used the shadow to make the whole city of the city almost all into a puppet!

"Wait, not because I was exiled by the old man," Zuo Yuesheng was shocked, "Are you afraid I would be killed and followed?"

"Fat, you are upside down at the end of this," Qiu Boofan explained, "Because he was going to check the soul silk, you were exiled to the city."

After all, a well -known Shanhai Pavilion genius suddenly came to a city that was small and poor, and it was easy to fight grass. But coupled with Zuo Yue Sheng's well -known wonderful work, it will only make people sigh "Shanhai Pavilion's house is unfortunate."

Zuo Yue was born with a breath, and he almost strangled.

Is this your father? Dear? Intersection Intersection

"This is not true!"

Ye Cang did not have a shadow, but like those//fucking/controlled walking dead, step by step towards a middle -aged man.

"I don't believe it! This is not true! Uncle Yang, you wake up!"

"Hey!" Lu Jing wanted to shout him.

Oh!

With a muffled sound, Ye Cang fell straight down.

Zuo Yuesheng held a stick that he didn't know when he came out in one hand, grabbed the collar with the other hand, and smiled shyly at everyone: "...It seems that my strength has been accidentally increased."

Lu Jing recalled the loud noise just now, thinking that you are not too loud, you are planning to directly knock people to death!

Qiu Bodeng held a paper lantern and applauded Zuo Yuesheng meaningfully: "Yes, yes, it is enough to make a decisive decision."

"Stop talking nonsense. Now the whole city is a sacrifice ground. Do you want to stay and be a sacrifice?" Lou Jiang found the right direction, led a group of people, and quickly ran south of the city.

"Why do you say it's a sacrifice?"

Lu Jing followed Lou Jiang and asked while avoiding the people who were walking forward.

"Blood."

Unexpectedly, the person who answered was not Lou Jiang.

It's Qiu thin lamp.

"In the five sacrificial rituals, meat represents abundance, and blood represents cleanliness. With the help of blood, people can communicate up and down." Qiu Bodeng's expression was very solemn, "The earliest interpretation of sacrificial divination is to hold meat and take its juice. , the so-called 'slush juice' is blood. Exhausted efforts to control the entire city with shadow puppets, in order to obtain voluntary blood donation, this is the highest level of sacrifice."

"You even read the inscriptions?" Zuo Yuesheng carried Ye Cang, "but you guys even read my grandfather's stinky and long notes..."

"It's amazing!" Lu Jing was in awe.

The blue veins on Lou Jiang's forehead stopped the jump: "Get down from the wall for me first! Walk well!"

"I don't!" Qiu Bodeng categorically refused, "The road is full of blood, it's too dirty!"

Lou Jiang couldn't wait to change with Taoist Xuanqing, he went to invite the gods to come to the world, and he came to lead the second generation ancestors to escape. Suddenly, Lou Jiang realized that something was wrong.

He stared at Qiu Bodeng twice, his face changed greatly: "Where did the lantern in your hand come from?"

"You said this?" Qiu Bodeng raised the paper lantern in his hand, "He threw it to me."

When Tai Yijian pulled the tree down, Master Zhu threw the lantern he had been holding over, and Qiu Bo Deng instinctively reached out to catch it.

Now feel pretty good, the light is much cleaner than the torch.

he?

Realizing that the "he" in Qiu Bodeng's mouth was the person in the sky above his head, who fought with the red-faced six-eyed martial artist, Lou Jiang's eyes darkened, and he couldn't bear it any longer. God damn the lights are missing.

"Wait a minute," Lu Jing interjected weakly, "Where are my guards? They came with me, and I have to take them with me."