Chapter 1845 (1/2)

Taixu tomb!

Wuyue has heard of this name. Isn't this the place that elder martial sister Baoyun has been looking for, is it in the tomb of Nanyou emperor?

But what Chiye hears is ”the soul opens the tomb of Taixu”.

In the world of demons, it is not uncommon to offer sacrifices to living people. However, there are few souls available, which are very vicious.

And the people who know how to open the seal with this magic method have almost disappeared.

”You are not a demon queen! Who are you? ”

Chiye suddenly realizes that sunset is impossible to know such an ancient way to remove the seal.

”You can teach me. I didn't expect that master Wen Xinchen raised a promising descendant. It's a pity that if you meet me, you will die.”

The charming voice of the sunset suddenly became chilly.

On the face of sunset, the soft and charming color gradually disappears, and is replaced by a cool and arrogant and lofty color which is completely different from the temperament of sunset.

”Sunset” standing in the air, long hair swing with the wind.

If Chiye and Wuyue had ever paid attention to it, they would have found that the setting in front of them was similar to the temperament and divinity of the ancient witch sacrifice placed at the entrance of Nanyou imperial mausoleum.

Time went by a few days ago.

Xiyan closed down for several days in the mausoleum of Nanyou emperor, trying to break through the threshold of intermediate master of Fuwen.

But her mind has miscellaneous thoughts, and her mind is filled with di Xin's figure. She has miscellaneous thoughts and can't understand Fufa at all.

So Xiyan kneels in front of the statue of the first witch offering sacrifices to Nanyou ling'er, seeking a trace of peace of mind.

In the confusion, she seemed to hear a voice.

”You are not qualified enough to become an intermediate master of Fuwen even if you practice for decades.”

A cold voice came, the sunset suddenly sobered up.

She looked around for the source of the sound.

”Who are you? Why do you say I can't break through the intermediate master of Fuwen. My father has clearly said that I am the most talented young Fu Master of the ancient Nanyou people after him. ”

Xiyan heart is unwilling, angry voice question.

”Ignorant child, I am Nanyou linger, the first witch sacrifice of Nanyou ancient people.”

Only then did sunset hear clearly that the voice came from the statue of the first witch sacrifice.

First of all, Nanyou linger, a witch offering sacrifice to Nanyou ancient people, has a high status among the ancient Nanyou people and has been worshipped since ancient times.

Even if it is the evening glory again, facing the South you Ling childhood, also can't help but fear.

At the same time, she knelt down.

”Please spare your life. The Xinnu is blind, and offends the witch sacrifice. Please forgive me. Today, the ancient Nanyou people are deeply trapped in Huzhou. If the master of Wuji can help the Xinnu break through the intermediate master of Fuwen, the whole Nanyou ancient people will be grateful for the sacrifice. ”

Said, the sunset on kowtow more than, Dong Dong ring, until the forehead red swelling still refused to stop.

Facing the reverence and awe of sunset, Nanyou ling'er doesn't think so.

She is different from Wenshi Xinchen. The nature of Nan you ling'er is cold.