Chapter 243

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the majestic and majestic altar, blood engulfed his body, and the magic sword in his body moved automatically, forming a picture scroll of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood under his feet. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

In mid-air, that illusory fairy palace became more and more solid under the impact of blood energy.

This Immortal Palace is very similar to the legendary Heavenly Emperor’s Palace, with celestial pillars and steles hanging on it, emitting white cloud light, and resounding the melodious divine music of celestial music! ,

"boom!"

A huge figure rose from above the altar, standing in the void, with a divine sword hanging on his waist, a five-pointed star condensed between his brows, long hair like a waterfall, carrying a supreme majesty.

A holy atmosphere emanated from him, making everyone feel awed.

"This is... this is the Emperor of Heaven! The Emperor of Heaven has manifested himself!"

"The Emperor of Heaven has manifested himself!"

...

Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the figure of the Emperor of Heaven!

The Heavenly Emperor is the only deity worshiped by the Yulan Empire, and even the true gods enshrined in the various Taoist temples are only the Heavenly Emperor.

The sacrificial ceremony attracts the Heavenly Emperor to show his holiness, what a great event this is!

This is the ancestral land of the Jiangehou Mansion, and the Heavenly Emperor is showing his holiness here. Could it be a sign of something?

In a small old house in the northwest of the imperial city, a thin herbal farmer walked out, carrying a bamboo basket and a hoe on his shoulder, squinting his eyes towards the direction of the altar, "here Is it really the hometown of the Emperor of Heaven? How wonderful!"

The body of the herb-picking farmer rose from the ground and flew into the sky, and the next moment, it landed in the ancestral land of the Jiangehou Mansion.

"Who is it? Jiangehou Mansion is offering sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth, no one is allowed to break in at will."

Two warriors riding iron lions and black beasts held silver swords, and they immediately intercepted the herb pickers.

The herb picker said with a smile: "It's good to sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth! The heaven and earth are our parents, and the gods are our beliefs. I will also sacrifice to them."

Riding on a warrior smiled coldly: "The sacrifice needs to kill livestock, sacrifice with blood, sacrifice with human soul, sacrifice with soul, what do you use for sacrifice?"

"This..." The herb picker was a little embarrassed,

Rubbing his palms together, he smiled and said, "Can I use you as a sacrifice?"

"presumptuous!"

The two warriors slashed down with their knives at the same time, dragging out a terrifying wave of knives!

They are all martial arts masters and are responsible for maintaining the order of the sacrifice.

However, the knives of the two warriors stopped in mid-air, and a huge blood hole appeared at the position of the heart. There was nothing in the hole, and the heart was taken away by the herbal farmer.

The herb-picker held two hot hearts in his hands, compared the sizes, then shook his head, and said disgustedly: "The heart fire is too weak, the effort is too vulgar, and there is no aura at all. [For more exciting novels, please visit 】Vulgar, people are vulgar, and hearts are vulgar! If I knew it, I wouldn’t have taken your heart out, it’s really filthy.”

The herb picker threw the two bloody hearts on the ground, wiped his hands on his robes, and after wiping them clean, he held the two warriors in his hands and swaggered into the sacrificial ceremony.

"Who is it?" Old Hou Ye was sitting on the upper hand, and was extremely furious when he saw the herb collectors walking into the sacrificial ceremony with two corpses.

The Herb Gathering Dragon smiled and said, "The gift giver!"

The herb picker threw the two corpses and landed on the altar.

The corpse was instantly refined by the altar and turned into drops of blood.

Xuan Qingzi stood on the altar, his eyes sank, and three kinds of divine lights appeared above his head, condensing into three flower god lotuses, and said in a deep voice: "Presumptuous! How dare you disturb the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven? This is disrespect to the sky and the gods." disrespectful."

The ancestral land of the Jiangehou Mansion gathered most of the most powerful people in the imperial court, and there were dozens of Wu Zun alone. Even the Demon Emperor of the Demon Sect might not dare to break in alone.

What is the background of this herbal farmer? How dare you act presumptuously in front of so many Wu Zuns.

The herbal farmer stared at Xuan Qingzi for a long while, nodded, frowned again, and said, "Old Daoist, your cultivation base is good, and it seems that you have obtained the true teaching of Taoism. But... your heart is not very strong, even martial arts I don’t have a heart, my heart is too weak, and I don’t have enough nutrients. Hey! Disappointed.”

Xuan Qingzi said: "Your Excellency speaks loudly."

Xuan Qingzi opened his mouth and exhaled a mighty cloud of smoke. A purple flying sword flew out of his mouth, dragging out a sword mark, piercing through the eyebrow of the herb picker.

The purple flying sword flew back to Xuan Qingzi's hand with a trace of blood.

To be killed so easily, all the warriors present breathed a sigh of relief.

"It was a false alarm, it turned out to be just a daring lunatic!"

"Guangshi Xuanqing's Ziyun Flying Sword is forged by the God of Heaven and Iron. It can kill people thousands of miles away, and it can even fly with people. It can fly up to the sky and down to the ground."

...

While everyone was talking about it, something strange happened.

The herb picker raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, the blood hole between his eyebrows disappeared immediately, and even the blood hole on the back of his head also disappeared.

The entire sacrificial ceremony was quiet, and no one even took a big breath.

Lord Jiange and King Jinpeng also sat upright, thinking it was incredible.

No matter how strong the martial arts cultivation base is, if it is pierced through the head, it will undoubtedly die.

The herb collector nodded, and said: "The Daoist swordsmanship is indeed the authentic swordsmanship of the contestants."

Xuan Qingzi had never seen such a strange thing before, his heart skipped a beat suddenly, feeling the danger, his ten fingers immediately formed the Dao seal, mobilizing the profound energy between the heaven and the earth, and condensed into a huge guardian formation.

"Boom!"

The medicine picker bombarded the formation with a hoe, shaking the ancestral land of the Jiangehou Mansion suddenly, the altar almost collapsed, and the profound energy of the heavens and the earth fluctuated violently.

The strength of the herb-picker grows stronger and stronger, crushing the formation and deforming it, and said with a smile: "Old Dao, your cultivation is not bad!"

Xuanqing Zigui is one of the Nine Lords of the current dynasty, and the top ten sages of the Taoist sect.

However, at this moment, he was dripping with cold sweat, feeling like his body was going to explode, and his strength was completely suppressed. Especially the heart in the body, the beating speed has been accelerated by more than ten times, as if it is about to jump out of the body.

"boom!"

The herb picker shattered the formation, and grabbed Xuan Qingzi's heart with his claws, a gap was torn out in the space, and his strength was tyrannical to the extreme.

Xuan Qingzi's face changed drastically, and he pointed out his index finger and middle finger, directing Ziyun Feijian to stab the herb collector's palm.

"Boom!"

Ziyun Feijian was wrapped in a burst of blood energy, flew back backwards, bombarded Xuanqingzi's body, sent Xuanqingzi flying out, landed on the top of the altar, and was about to fall into the altar.

Standing on the edge of the altar, Ning Xiaochuan suddenly woke up, broke his blood energy, launched a rainbow teleport, flew to the sky above the altar, caught the seriously injured Xuan Qingzi, and flew back to the edge of the altar.

The herb picker stared at Ning Xiaochuan, stretched out a finger, and said, "You are a little familiar!"

Ning Xiaochuan stared at him coldly, and quickly used the power of the magic sword to hide himself.

The herb-picking farmers are a bit too weird, making people instinctively feel dangerous.

Sitting on the emperor's chariot, Emperor Yulan threw out an imperial edict and said, "The imperial city is the foundation of the empire. It is lawless for someone to dare to be so presumptuous in front of this emperor. Whoever can suppress Madman, reward ten thousand taels of green gold, enfeoff ten cities."

Hearing Emperor Yulan's words, everyone present was not calm, and the reward was too generous, and there was still a fief.

"Sir, Hou Yue Wuyang of Yunzhong is willing to take action to capture and kill the thief for the emperor!"

Yue Wuyang was holding a sharp spear, and the blood in his body was like a rainbow. Above his head was a seven-foot-long real dragon.

This is his martial spirit!

Many princes were a little disappointed that such a good job was snatched away by Yue Wuyang!

From their point of view, although the medicine picker's cultivation is terrifyingly powerful, after all, there is only one person, even if he has earth-shaking power, he cannot escape death today.

Therefore, the reward bestowed by Emperor Yulan was simply too generous.

"Even Master Xuanqing was wounded. I'm afraid that the Marquis of Yunzhong may not be the opponent of the old farmer. I'm going to help Marquis of Yunzhong." Tianxianghou unfolded his martial soul and stepped up to the altar step by step.

"The minister also went to help the Marquis of Yunzhong." Another Marquis flew up to the altar.

These princes, especially the non-hereditary princes, all asked for a fight!

They are non-hereditary princes. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to have a fief. Even if they make extraordinary achievements on the battlefield, the chance of obtaining a fief is very small.

Now there is an opportunity to get the fief, and they will naturally not let it go.

In the blink of an eye, five Hou Ye took action and flew up to the altar to suppress the herb farmers!

The old Hou Ye of the Jiangehou Mansion immediately ordered to open the enchantment and formation of the ancestral land.

"Boom!"

On the ground, seventy-two blood-red pillars were raised, enveloping the entire ancestral land, forming a huge blood-colored cage, and restraining the land.

If the enchantment and formation are not activated, not only the ancestral land of the Jiangehou Mansion will be wiped out, but even the imperial city will suffer a huge impact and suffer heavy losses.

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the edge of the altar, staring at the herb picker, and the magic sword in his heart suddenly rang strangely, warning him.

"It's a strange feeling, why is the magic sword warning, isn't this herb picker an ordinary martial arts master?"

Ning Xiaochuan's gaze was fixed on Xuan Qingzi.

This old man suffered serious injuries, especially his heart, which was protruding, and his bones were crushed, as if his heart was about to jump out of his body.

Anyone else would be dead.

However, Xuan Qingzi's cultivation was so extreme that he even used his strength to seal his heart and save his life!

At the moment, he is recuperating himself, surrounded by three different lights.

"ah!"

On the altar, a scream sounded.

Tian Xianghou flew out of the chaotic blood energy, his face was pale, and he covered his heart with his palm.

The position of his heart was drenched with blood, the inside became empty, and the heart was ripped out.

Tian Xianghou's eyes widened, the blood energy in his body became weaker and weaker, he took two steps back, and fell directly into the sea of ​​blood on the altar, and was swallowed by the sea of ​​blood!

"Crackling!"

Tian Xianghou's bones were refined by the power of the altar, turning into a rain of blood, flying from the altar into the sky, dyeing the whole sky blood red, it was terrifyingly strange.

Not long after, the heart of another Marquis was taken out, fell from the sky, fell into the altar, and turned into a ball of bright red corpse blood.

When two Martial Venerables fell in a row, their hearts were taken out and became sacrificial offerings.

This is simply an unacceptable fact. Emperor Yulan slapped the dragon chair with his palm, and stood up suddenly, full of anger.

Above his head, the spirit of nine dragons and nine elephants condensed, and the profound energy of heaven and earth was disordered. "This emperor understands that this demon escaped from the demon palace in the Huomo mountain range. He is a thousand-year-old ancient demon that has been suppressed. He finally showed up!"