After passing through the book, I picked up the villain

When Jiang Lian arrived at the center of the formation, he only saw an altar. Behind the altar, there were hundreds of imprisoned people scattered here and there.

At the front, there were about ten people imprisoned, all of whom were at the Golden Core stage, including the master of Lingjian Pavilion and three disciples wearing Jiuxuanmen costumes. The rest were casual cultivators and Daxia

The strong one.

"Are you planning to do something big? You killed a small sect as a sacrifice and collected so many golden elixirs. These demons must have damaged their brains. Are they really not afraid of becoming enemies of the whole world?"

Jiang Lian couldn't help but click his tongue.

These are those with high cultivation level. As for those below the golden elixir stage, they are already lifeless.

The buildings here were razed to the ground by powerful forces.

Jiang Lian looked over, and despite his nature, his brows furrowed slightly.

This is an altar made of piled human bones, with ancient and mysterious runes carved on it.

Blood is constantly seeping into it, and the runes are shining with dark red light.

The source of the surrounding blood mist is this altar.

It is more than ten feet high, like a small mountain.

A haggard old man was standing under the altar, pouring the banned corpses into it like firewood.

Most of the corpses that were thrown in were not very high in cultivation before they were alive, and they all seemed to be disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

The acupoints all over their bodies were sealed, and even their souls were locked up by secret techniques. As soon as they were thrown into the altar, they were swallowed up by a bloody fire.

Complete death of body and soul, never to be reincarnated!

This is the method of demonic cultivation. It is extremely cruel and leaves no chance of survival.

Moreover, it seems that throwing these things has not started the real sacrifice, but just to wake up the things inside?

When the old man saw Jiang Lian approaching, his scarlet eyes raised slightly, and then he smiled strangely and said, "I didn't expect that you were the last to enter the battle, but the first to get here."

"Originally, I was waiting for the first day of next month to hold a big sacrifice with those golden elixirs, but you really gave me a surprise. Maybe I don't have to wait until next month. This big sacrifice still requires two Nascent Soul stages. Just do it.

Don’t worry, my sacrifice will not cause any pain at all.”

The old man looked at Jiang Lian, not only without fear, but even with a faint bloodthirsty excitement.

"Only you?" Jiang Lian chuckled disdainfully.

He could naturally see that the old man's strength was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and he was forcibly lifted up using secret techniques.

It's not worth mentioning at all. What made Jiang Lian defensive was the thing in the altar.

Because the aura inside was so powerful that Jiang Lian even looked at it, and it was even getting stronger and was about to revive.

boom!

A huge sound came out, and the blood-colored mist that had been shrouding the surrounding area quickly dissipated.

The great formation that had been trapping the three Nascent Souls was finally broken!

Even the old man was spitting out blood from his mouth, but his eyes were crazy, "You are all going to die, you are all going to die!"

The moment the formation was broken, four bloody rays of light flew out from around the bloody altar.

Jiang Lian calmly put away those bloody rays of light. He didn't look at what they were, but it should be some kind of treasure. It could suppress the formation for so long and trap three Nascent Soul stages. I'm afraid it was

Something amazing.

When the old man in blood-clothed clothes saw Jiang Lian's actions, he spat out a mouthful of blood angrily and looked at Jiang Lian with malicious eyes.

Jiang Lian ignored the old man's gaze, he just felt five auras rushing towards here quickly.

The first one to arrive was Wang Miao, the leader of Jingxiao Peak. He was dressed in green and had a handsome face. However, his hair was a little messy at the moment and there were a few bloodstains on his body. It looked like he had suffered a lot in the formation.

The moment he saw Jiang Lian, even though he only looked like him, his temperament and the Zixiao Sword made Wang Miao almost blurt out, "Master..."

Jiang Lian quickly sent a message, saying not to reveal his identity.

Only then did Wang Miao come back to his senses. Everything here must be inextricably linked to the Shifang Demon Sect. At this time, if the master's identity is exposed, the Shifang Demon Sect will definitely pursue him regardless of the cost.

The grudge between the Shifang Demon Sect and the Jiuxuan Sect has become so deep that it has reached the point of being irreconcilable. This is the inevitable result of the righteous path and the demonic path.

So risky, so risky.

However, he stood silently next to Jiang Lian, looking at the altar solemnly.

Almost as soon as they were talking, two old men in brocade clothes arrived.

Jiang Lian has already learned that the people coming from Daxia this time are two strong men in the early stage of Nascent Soul from the Shenjun Pavilion, namely Mr. Chen Ge and Mr. Li Ge.

The three Nascent Souls, this lineup, can almost go sideways as long as they don't offend those super sects.

The two of them walked forward with their eyes like lightning. Almost at the same time, their eyes fell on Jiang Lian.

"Who is this?"

"A master in my sect." Wang Miao didn't want to say more and just said lightly.

"So good."

One more strong person means more strength. The two looked at each other, and then looked at the altar.

"Are you all here? I won't wait for the remaining two little guys, let's get started." The withered old man in blood-clothed clothes still smiled strangely, facing the four Nascent Souls with ease and no fear.

As for the two elders of the Shenjun Pavilion, they also frowned and stared at the altar.

Jiang Lian held the Zixiao Sword and sent a message to Wang Miao, "Let's take action later. You go rescue people and leave the rest to me."

Wang Miao nodded slightly. There was no need to doubt that Jiang Lian definitely had the ability to say this.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come on!"

At this time, the other person was still talking just to delay time. Seeing the fearless look of the old man in blood-clothed clothes, there must be a big terror behind him.

Jiang Lian shouted, picked up the Zixiao Sword and struck it towards the altar.

The strength of the middle Nascent Soul burst out instantly, shocking the two elders of Shenjun Pavilion for a moment.

You must know that in their Shenjun Pavilion, Yu Ge Lao, who is second only to the pavilion master in cultivation, is around the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and is not even as strong as the person in front of him.

Is this the Jiuxuanmen?

The foundation of the leader of the Immortal Sect!

The Zixiao Sword burst into purple light that filled the sky, but was blocked by a faint layer of blood mist.

As expected by Jiang Lian, the second sword energy fell down.

The two pavilion elders and Wang Miao did not hesitate, and drew out their spiritual weapons, which turned into a ray of light and blasted towards the blood mist.

The four Nascent Souls took action, and the blood mist instantly crumbled.

But the old man inside did not panic at all and continued to throw the corpses into the altar.

At the same time, he continued to cast spells. As the blood mist shattered, the old man's Nascent Soul escaped and threw himself into the altar without any hesitation.

The purple sword energy of Zixiao Sword also fell onto the altar, and the bloody altar instantly exploded into pieces.

However, as if something was triggered, the surroundings began to shake.