C442 (2/2)

”Zixia Tianzong, qinger, I'm here at last!”

Although Qingyang and Zixia borders on each other, Zixia Tianzong is more than 100000 miles away. Even the Ziyun warship has to fly for more than ten days. Therefore, all the new disciples on the Ziyun warship are sitting cross legged and practicing Qi.

Those who can reach jiuchongtian before the age of 25, or even the congenital state, are not the top-notch and hard-working people. Otherwise, how can they have such strength.

Martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Especially, the people around you are not inferior to their age and talent. Even those who are stronger than themselves are a lot of people. In this way, the pressure of the younger brothers is greatly increased, and their cultivation is also more assiduous.

Luo Yu's group of people are sitting together, and the same is true. Thousands of people are basically practicing with their eyes closed. Elder Jin Hao appreciates this scene and nods his head.

When elder Jin Hao looks at Luo Yu, who is practicing cross knee, he shakes his head and looks at others with regret.

And there are more than a hundred disciples who don't want to practice. They all look forward to the great rivers and mountains under the speed of Ziyun warship.

Yu suddenly opened his eyes with a blood robe on his knees. There was a doubt in his eyes. Looking around, he didn't find anything unusual.

”Strange, how can I always feel that there is a kind of glance sweeping over me, but I don't find anything unusual. It's rare that I think too much?”

When Emperor Yu was puzzled, a young man with a square scarf on his head had a faint smile on his lips

Just as the Ziyun warship was flying to Zixia realm, it was in a remote town in Tianfeng realm of the Qin Empire.

Tianfengjing is one of the four regions of the great Qin Empire. It covers an area of no less than Qingyang, covers a vast area of no less than 100000 Li, and is located in the northernmost part of the great Qin Dynasty. It snows all the year round.

A small town called Bei'an, about the size of Bailu, is located on the edge of tianfengjing, with a population of more than 100000.

This town is far away from the big city of tianfengjing, and few outsiders come and go.

The people in this town are very strange, everyone's expression is cold, everyone's arm has a bloody skeleton mark! Sometimes there will be people who are covered in black robes and can't see their faces clearly. They will fly over the town with their wings vibrating.

In a large manor in the town, six people, also covered in black robes, stand beside six blood pools.

The whole body of these six people exudes a powerful and incomparable breath, and the blood in the blood pool of six people is boiling like boiling water.

In the center of Liukou blood pool, a blood coffin is suspended in the air two feet high. The coffin is full of blood light, with red poppy flowers printed on it. The blood energy in the blood pool flows into the blood coffin like a pitching.

After absorbing the blood energy, the blood coffin glowed more and more, while the six black robed people looked at each other, and at the same time, the blood ghost Zhenyuan poured into the blood hall.

The blood evil spirit is really yuan, the blood gas, the blood color coffin is like a long whale to absorb water, and it doesn't mean to stop at all.

Night alternates, also don't know how long, the blood in the blood pool is consumed bit by bit, and it is almost to the bottom gradually.

These six blood pools are all seven or eight meters deep, and I don't know how much blood we have to kill before we have them, and the energy of blood exhaustion is not flowing into the coffin.

At this time, the six black robed men also stopped at the same time and did not inject blood into the coffin.

Creak! The poppies on the bloody coffin disappeared, and the coffin moved slowly!

A withered hand stretched out from the coffin, and then a figure slowly sat up from the coffin!

”I'd like to meet poppy Mei Di! Congratulations on Meidi's resurrection

At this time, six black robed people knelt down to the figure in the coffin, very respectful.

At this time, let's look at the figure in the coffin. At this time, an old woman in a blood colored Palace Dress, with white hair, a withered face or a withered whole body, with deep eyes and cold colors in her eyes, looks extremely ugly and terrifying.

”The emperor was seriously injured, sleeping for thousands of years, why do you wake me up?” the shriveled old woman said coldly.

Compared with his terrible face, the sound was as beautiful as a clear spring. Let people listen like a bath spring breeze, there is a sense of charm.

One of the six men, the most burly, got up respectfully and waved to a figure in the distance. A young man with a handsome face came over.

The face of the young man in the green robe was expressive, and his hands were also marked with blood skeletons. He saluted the man in the black robe respectfully.

”Please enjoy the sacrifice first!” The man in black bowed to the ugly woman.

”Hum!”

The ugly woman snorted, then waved her hand. A stream of blood really pulled Junlang youth into the coffin. Then the lid of the coffin closed, and the ugly woman and Junlang youth were closed in the coffin.

A moment later, a woman's bewitching groan sounded in the coffin. It was like a lover's recitation, which made people listen to the evil fire in their heart.After a while, the coffin lid slowly opened again

Thanks for Xiaoqiao's unsealing, living and PX The reward of