Chapter 778： Sacrificial ceremony (second more!)

After listening to Nie Xingchen's words, Lin Tian understood what was going on.

Qiu Wanqiu and the others just met Nie Xingchen and the others by chance.

The goal of the three should be the Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Blood in the Jiuchen Totem Pole at the entrance of the Valley of Buried Bone Village.

But the village of buried bones has always been mysterious, and few people know it.

Qiu Wanqiu and others probably couldn't find a place, so they let Nie Xingchen lead the way.

just.

At Nie Xingchen's urging, Lin Tian smiled and shook his head, and said, "Sacred Gu Sect is the power of Miao Jiang? But do you think I am afraid of them?"

"Senior is naturally not afraid!"

Nie Xingchen showed a wry smile.

The horror of Lin Tian's strength, Nie Xingchen was in Longxi Mountain in Lengshuijiang City. It was a means to witness the former horror. He fisted and killed the elder disciples of the Swordsman Sect and the Shuramen.

However, thinking of the mystery and power of Saint Gu Sect, Nie Xingchen reluctantly shook his head and said: "Senior, here in the southwest, Saint Gu Sect is powerful and powerful! I'm afraid it's not just three of them, especially their Holy Master. All have reached the strength of the Golden Core Ancestor..."

Hearing this, Lin Tian suddenly understood.

Nie Xingchen was worried about her precious granddaughter and this female disciple.

If it is true as he said, Saint Gu Sect is powerful, and it will be really troublesome to get revenge in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian stood up, and the huge divine consciousness spread around like a frenzy.

With a radius of more than ten miles, the panoramic view.

Except for Qiu Wanqiu, no one else exists.

Because in the direction of Burial Bone Village, Lin Tian's divine consciousness could not spread past.

"The Jiuchen Clan is extremely talented in the formations, and the bone buried village left here must have laid a lot of big formations..."

Lin Tian seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and was not surprised. He sighed secretly, and took back his divine consciousness.

"There are no other people around, don't worry! And, I'm here, no one can hurt them!"

Lin Tian watched Nie Xingchen's injury recover, and then nodded and said, "I will give you another shot, and then you will rest here for a while. With my needle technique, at least half an hour later, you will be injured. Healed completely..."

When the words fell, a silver needle in Lin Tian's hand had landed on Nie Xingchen's mouth in a flash, and then he took it back in a blink of an eye.

"Thank you senior..."

Nie Xingchen's face showed gratitude.

Boom~

At this moment, from the direction of the mountain, there was a loud noise.

Lin Tian, ​​Nie Xingchen and others couldn't help turning their heads to look around.

I saw the white and slender jade hand in the middle of the mountain, carrying a billowing breath, and patted Qiu Wanqiu and others.

"Grandpa, what kind of hand is that..."

Nie Xiaoyun was shocked and couldn't help exclaiming.

"That's the predecessor of the buried bone village!"

Leng Xiaoran was also shocked, her eyes full of fascination.

And Nie Xingchen looked excited, and said: "I hope that senior can repel this enemy Wanqiu!"

But as soon as his words fell, Qiu Wanqiu's dry palms slammed out of his robe with lightning, and blasted fiercely on the jade hand.

With a muffled bang, the jade hand was caught sparsely, and he was forced to retract and disappear in a blink of an eye.

"Huh? Why is this jade hand so much weaker than before? No wonder the woman asked me to leave before. It turns out that she is already at the end of the battle..."

"No, this jade hand is not a real hand, but some kind of secret magic..."

Seeing Qiu Wanqiu's jade hand repelled, Lin Tian raised his brows and his face showed a sudden look.

"Jiejie, that's nothing more than the village of buried bones! Only the tortoise will shrink its head and dare not come out..."

Qiu Wanqiu let out an unpleasant laughter. Seeing that there was no movement at the entrance of the valley, he said to the two young people beside him: "Prepare to do it, destroy the totem pole, and get the blood of God!"

Two young disciples of Saint Gu sect, after listening to the instructions, immediately followed Qiu Wanqiu down the mountain.

It seems that for Lin Tian and others, they have ignored them. The blood of their mouths is the most important.

Lin Tian heard Qiu Wanqiu's words.

"That is the blood of Jiuchen Tianzhe. There is a seal formation in the totem pole. If it is directly destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying the blood. These people are idiots!"

Lin Tian frowned, looked up at the mountain where there was no figure, and then said to Nie Xingchen: "I'll go and take a look."

"Ah...they are the cultivators of the Holy Gu Sect, they are very vicious, you will die in the past!"

Nie Xingchen hadn't spoken yet, but his granddaughter Nie Xiaoyun yelled in exclamation first and stopped: "At this moment, let's run away!"

Leng Xiaoran, the disciple of Nie Xingchen standing nearby, also nodded slightly.

This is the best chance to escape.

escape?

Lin Tian glanced at the two girls and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will solve them!"

Of the two girls, Nie Xiaoyun only has one level of Qi refining stage, and his talents are average, while the other Leng Xiaoran, who has two levels of Qi refining stage, is also average.

But this is also Lin Tian's vision. In contrast, the two women are already quite talented.

"Look at your grandpa!"

Lin Tian exhorted Nie Xiaoyun and walked towards the valley again.

"Ah... Grandpa, he is going to die!"

Nie Xiaoyun was anxious, stomped and said.

"It's okay, Senior Lin is very powerful!"

Nie Xingchen smiled and said to the two of them: "However, Senior has saved us, let's go and see if we can help..."

With that said, the three of them also walked towards the smooth top of the mountain.

at the same time.

In the valley, on an open valley plain, there is a village with only eight or nine small wooden houses.

In the deepest part of the village, on the edge of a clear and mist-shrouded pool, six figures were sitting cross-legged.

They surrounded the pool with piety on their faces, and chanted mysterious ancient spells in their mouths, as if they were holding some sacrificial rituals, revealing endless mystery and longevity.

Puff~

Suddenly, an old woman sitting in the middle, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Her wrinkled face was filled with loss and sadness. She sighed, "It's all right... Don't worry about Jiuchen Tian Waizhu, just bury it. The foundation of bone is still there, and my descendant of Jiuli will not break the inheritance! But who forcibly shook the first blow of the saint’s Jiuchen Xuantian palm?"

At this moment, at the entrance of the valley, Qiu Wanqiu was holding a black staff, ready to forcibly destroy the totem pole.

"Don't touch that pillar! Get out now, or die!"

Just when Qiu Wanqiu was about to do it, a faint voice came from the mountain.

From there, Lin Tian's figure slowly came.

After that, Nie Xingchen and the other three had already followed.

"It's you? Looking for death!"

Qiu Wanqiu frowned, and immediately shouted to the two young men: "Since they are eager to die, then go to solve them, save trouble!"

The two young disciples of Saint Gu Sect were ordered, and immediately rushed towards Lin Tian, ​​with sullen faces.

"Master, let's go first!"

Seeing that Qiu Wanqiu wanted to attack them, Leng Xiaoran, who was supporting Nie Xingchen, couldn't help but rush.

Nie Xiaoyun was also anxious to persuade to leave.

Only in the next moment, when the two young men arrived, Lin Tian arrived first. The Tongtian Fist was like a cannonball, and lightning blasted on the two of them.

With a bang, the two directly turned into blood mist.

Nie Xiaoyun and Leng Xiaoran were stunned with their beautiful eyes.