She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 100 Nine Phoenix Ghost Car

Walking through the deep underground, Roland Hill suddenly felt the strange flow of the underground dragon veins, and countless tributaries began to entangle each other, and then converged in the direction of the shrine.

What was decidedly different from the past was that this time the aura in the dragon veins was particularly intense. Whether it was the power of the clear dragon veins or the turbid Netherworld Qi, they were all entangled with each other, mixed with each other, and spewed out towards the center.

bad

The girl felt a lot of bad things in her heart. This situation is too special. There must be an accident outside now. She walked faster, turning into afterimages, afterimages into streamers, and streamers into ghosts, flashing in the underground passage, rushing upwards rapidly.

After a long time, a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and Roland Hill came to the valley floor again.

The valley has completely changed at this moment.

The ground in the middle seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and a large pit was smashed. One of the black and white metal pill furnaces was slanted on the ground, surrounded by a group of betrayed Zhaoye Palace disciples who stayed near the pill furnace and confronted themselves. Around and at their feet, there were scorched corpses, black and red bloodstains, and broken bodies, which were extremely tragic.

But this is not the point. The crazy battle in the sky has attracted the attention of countless people in the valley.

A mysterious black bird was sharp in the sky, its wings ripped apart the atmosphere, and it fought with eight cloud snakes. And with the rising dragon vein air column of the shrine, this black bird became more and more brave, and the body overflowed with thick black smoke that could not be dissolved.

Looking at the black and red air column rising from the shrine, Roland Hill had a bad guess in her heart. She turned and ran towards the shrine. where and why.

And when she walked into the white ocean, she saw a clan of you who had stopped breathing, raised their heads as if they were enlightened, and looked at the shrine where the white banners were swaying.

This is... a blood sacrifice technique.

In ancient times, the eastern tribes would sacrifice various rare animals in order to attract the alien beasts associated with the dragon veins. When the tribe lacked such rare animals and desperately needed the help of these alien animals, they sometimes used special blood sacrifices.

That is to sacrifice the spirit of the mountain with the soul of the blood of the tribe.

Some wise beasts have been with humans for a long time, and many of them have gradually formed a tacit understanding. You give me blood and food, and I will mobilize the dragon veins to change the local climate and wind and rain.

For a long time, the spirit of such a beast has also been regarded as the god of Shanbohe, and even personified and built a temple for it.

It's just that such an era ended a thousand years ago, and the biggest pusher among them is the black phoenix scorpion line, whose disciples cut down mountains and temples, conquered evil sacrifices, swept away blood sacrifices, and were nailed to mountain ghosts by them. There are countless witches.

I don't think Granny Geluo, a witch from an orthodox background, still has knowledge of this ancient witchcraft technique.

Roland Hill sighed in his heart, perhaps this is also the helplessness of the local clan, unable to ask for help from the central government like the people of the dynasty, and now he can only rely on himself, even if he sacrifices his life for it.

The ritual of blood sacrifice is tragic and powerful. Countless clansmen of the clan have voluntarily died here, and willingly turned into food for this strange bird, in order to protect the remaining clansmen in the mountains and allow their relatives to survive.

The blood energy in their bodies gradually mixed into the dragon veins and was absorbed by the mysterious birds in the sky, and their souls continued to flow into the hall with the ceremony.

At this moment, in the main hall of the shrine, there are ghosts and shadows, and there are a group of people dancing in white clothes. All of them are pale and bloodless. Although their bodies are still turning, the aura of their eyes disappears one by one. Like a puppet doll, he moved his sleeves and continued the ritual dance.

A lantern hangs high above his head, and the sound of the collision of copper pieces is incessant, and Roland Hill feels an extremely cold touch coming from his face.

In the eyes of outsiders, the hall was cold and strange, but at the moment she felt it was full of noise. There were wandering ghosts everywhere, and many of them even surrounded her.

These ghosts were all of the clan who died in the ceremony. Although they turned into ghosts, they were not vicious at the moment, but were swimming silently, obeying the guidance of the witch in the arena.

Although the mysterious bird that fought against the Tengyun Mist Snake from the outside world was powerful, it could only be undefeated for a while. If those Tengyun Snakes could not be completely eliminated, sooner or later there would be a moment of exhaustion and exhaustion.

For this reason, Granny Geluo had already prepared for the worst.

Countless ghosts turned into black and strange spells to cling to his body, and spread accordingly, until at the end, black patterns extended on his wrists, and his face was gradually wrapped by the strange patterns.

When Loren Hill hurriedly shuttled through the white-clothed crowd, the witch had already reached the last step, or she had no way out from the beginning of the ceremony.

"You're here..." The last ray of light in the witch's eyes looked at the girl who came, her eyes seemed to let go of the last trace of worry and disappeared safely.

Roland Hill took a few steps forward and was about to touch the witch, but she disappeared like smoke and scattered into the pillar of dragon veins above the shrine.

Immediately, there was a long, shrill cry from the sky, the sound of which was like crying, but also like grief and anger.

Roland Hill stared blankly at the dissipated figure, his heart seemed to be empty. Although she has only been with this Granny Gloria for half a year, this kind and gentle witch has left a deep impression on her. Like an elder, she occasionally teaches her something and cares about whether she encounters troubles. some type of.

The lost girl walked out of the shrine and looked into the sky.

The black alien bird fluttered high in the air, and the jet-black feathers began to burn with white smoke.

The smoke and dust were incomparable, leaving a long trail in the air.

Immediately, the black bird will fold its wings, bury its head under its body, and shrink into a huge spherical shape.

It actually advanced on the spot!

At this moment, the original body seemed to have become a black sun, curled up in a ball, and eight long cloud snakes entwined and devoured it, but even if it went down, it could only bring down a few black feathers, and it was difficult to hurt the root.

Although this black bird only has a Necromancer Sequence 7, it has been practicing with the witch Gloria all the year round. Unlike other monsters that rely on their own exploration, its strength has almost no weaknesses, so it can still fight under the siege of these eight soaring cloud snakes. There are back and forth.

Seeing this scene, the real person Heling below had to activate the huge pill furnace behind him again to absorb the ghosts and flesh and blood that died in the wilderness and valley, and continuously strengthen the strength of these eight cloud-rising snakes.

Seeing that these eight big snakes were getting bigger and more fierce and fierce, the people below couldn't help but raise their hearts to their throats, anxious and uneasy.

Many of the scorpion clan continued to rush into the shrine, hoping that they would also be able to make sacrifices and strengthen the strength of the black bird. They really had no way out. But after entering, I found that there was only a scene of dead silence left. A woman in white stood in the hall, her body was stiff and she was not breathing.

In Roland Hill's perception, the black bird in the sky began to undergo an earth-shattering change, and this was the first time that she saw a strange beast begin to advance from Sequence 7 to Sequence 8 after the change of heaven and earth.

The soul inside seems to be broken together with the transcendent core, turning into a chaotic vortex of clouds and mist, and then one by one chaotic phantoms pour in from the void and enter this vortex of clouds and mists, so as to pollute and confuse the creatures who are about to advance.

And this kind of test is completely different from the previous advancements. The creatures in this state have almost no memory and can only act by instinct. If they don't have the great will and courage to go deep into the bone marrow, they will be lost in this chaos and will never be found. Back to his own memory, and finally dissipated in the world.

This is also the penultimate level for promotion after the new era, second only to the assessment of promotion Sequence 9.

If you can still maintain your original heart in this situation and wake up from the confusion, then you will no longer be afraid of the confusion of chaotic phantoms, and you can swim freely in it.

And this level, rather than a test of experience, is more inclined to test the heart. The more single the mind is, the more determined the person is, the easier it is to pass. And compared to beings with all kinds of greed, this black bird at the moment has only a full of anger burning in his heart, and there is only one thought in his consciousness, and that is revenge.

click -

It was originally noon in the daytime, and a bolt of lightning slashed down and hit the curled black bird, its feathers charred and scattered.

And just when everyone was worried, its contracted wings slowly opened.

The raging black and red fire burned on itself, scorching hot and suffocating, and the approaching cloud snakes were immediately burned, and they fled in panic.

But at this moment, this mysterious bird never let them go. The fierce and high-spirited pupils appeared from the flames, dark and blood red. There seemed to be two pupils among them, looking towards the earth.

【Jiufeng·Ghost Car】

Status: Slightly injured (recovering)

Sequence: Necronomicon Sequence 8 Xuantian Blackbird (Evaluation: Perfect Crystal Level)

talent:

Xuantian [Perfect]: Covering the sky with shade, patrolling the dark night vision, and penetrating the nine secluded places. Mobilize the dragon veins of a continent, change the sky, change the local climate, four seasons, and the direction of mountains and rivers.

ability:

[Wings of a car dealer] (rare): Its wings flutter like a rut, tearing the air and cracking the air, with a strong sound. Its wings have the ability to tear space to a certain extent.

[Flame of Jiufeng·Nether] (Perfect): As a ghost car of the Jiufeng branch, it still holds a magical flame, scorching the ghost, dispersing the soul, and piercing the stone.

Skill:

【Exploring the Darkness and Black Claws lv.8】【Night Fire Patrol lv.9】【Skywalking lv.7】【Change the Days lv.7】...

Just as Roland Hill looked up at the terrifying bird that appeared, it fluttered and roared, spreading its wings. Then his body shape went straight into the sky like this, as if he was rising up spontaneously.

And when it got higher and higher, not only did its size not shrink, but it got bigger and bigger, and with its wingspan, countless black smoke dragons rose from the sky and gathered towards the sky.

The sky is also getting darker and darker, it is obviously noon, but it seems to be approaching dusk. But this is still not over, the black clouds in the sky seem to have no end and continue to appear and superimpose.

In just half a minute, it seems like a day has passed, and it directly reaches the night. In the end, the sky for thousands of miles around was obscured by layers of black clouds, and no trace of sunlight could penetrate. Countless creatures and demons ran on the ground in terror, trying to escape the black clouds that swept the sky, and no matter how they ran, the faint lights on the horizon were finally completely swallowed up, and the whole world became pitch black.

The dull sky seemed to be pressing down, covering the entire evening and mountains, bringing people endless oppression and fear. Perhaps only at this time did the people on earth understand how terrifying these beasts were in ancient times.

babble-

The bird of the ghost car with black and red flames emerged from the clouds, its wingspan was about three hundred meters, and the mighty flames emerged on the feathers, burning and twisting the space, making its figure gradually blurred in the sky.

And when it flew gently, it brought up layers of colorless airflow, forming a long and vast track.

When the bird of the ghost chariot descended, the eight cloud-rising snakes circled upwards from the void again, and the long snakes threw their letters in the air.

It's just that the ghost car at this time is no longer in the state of being unable to fight back.

The thick and long sharp claws protruded like lightning, directly holding the head of an attacking snake, the tip of the sharp claws were deeply embedded in the snake head as if it were about to be crushed, and the other wing was cut off neatly. He divided a cloudy snake into two parts, and its beak pecked half of the head, directly pecked it, and swallowed it into its belly.

Looking at the terrifying ghost car and bird in the sky, the real crane Ling on the ground was extremely shocked.

"How... how... possible... how is this possible. Isn't this just a beast, how can it be advanced earlier than humans..."

He murmured to himself in disbelief, as if all the power was leaving him, and the anxious inquiries of the disciples around him were also deaf, as if everything in the world had lost all color.

In the sky, the black ghost car tore apart the long cloud snakes, pecked them, and swallowed them into their stomachs.

Chapter 740/1307
56.62%
She Is Not a WitchCh.740/1307 [56.62%]