Chapter 205 Departure

Li Mu and Meixin hid behind the mound and hid the breath of their whole body. Xiaoyue also crawled on the ground, just like Li Mu, for fear of being found.

But those people may not have thought that someone would break in in such a place. And they seem to be carrying out a sacred activity, and no one knows what's going on around them.

"Who are they?" Li Mu asked softly.

Meixin frowned, and a pair of jewel-like eyes were full of thoughts. She looked closely at the people in the distance and said uncertainly, "It seems that the black witches belong to the ancient relics, but they should have perished long ago."

"Black witch? Is it the witch in the bed?" Li Mu said in surprise. Is it possible that all this is caused by this black witch clan? They went to the human world to capture some monks, and then used secret methods to improve their strength and work for them?

"No." Meixin shook her head and said, "Black witches are ancient relics, and witches are descendants of human beings. Although they are somewhat similar in name, they are definitely two different families. As far as I know, the black witch should have disappeared seven or eight thousand years ago. It's been too long, and I'm not sure that this is the black witch.

"Oh." Li Mu answered, but he didn't expect that in this Yunmengze, there were not only dragons and crouching tigers, but also such ancient relics. Li Mu was curious about how this Yunmengze was formed.

"What are they doing?" Li Mu continued to ask.

Meixin said in a voice: "If there is no mistake, they should sacrifice. This is an evil spell that uses the blood of living people to be dedicated to the ancient demon gods to pray for powerful power. However, this kind of sacrifice also has a fatal defect. No matter how strong the strength is, the life expectancy of people will not exceed 100 years.

Li Mu was stunned, and then thought of Zuo Zong and Ding Ziyang, and suddenly laughed and said, "That is to say, those who have been arrested are all gained strength in this way?" It's ridiculous that they think it's a big benefit.

Meixin nodded, and she also thought so in her heart.

It is almost clear that human monstros have been captured by these black witches, that is to say, they have nothing to do with the demons and themselves. As for what they want to do, Li Mu can't control it. As long as Li Mu knows the truth of the matter and doesn't care about himself, he has a clear conscience. He doesn't care whether others believe it or not.

What we have to do now is to find Yang Xueyi and let her have a look. As long as she believes in herself, it is enough.

"Let's go. This race has strange spells and extremely high skills. We are not their opponents. In case we are found, it will be too late to leave." Meixin was a little worried. She didn't want to die in such a matter for nothing.

Li Mu also thought so, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly found a familiar figure.

That's the figure he has been missing for a month.

Yang Xueyi, like those black witches, only wore two pieces of cloth all over her body. Her hair was scattered, like a beauty who had just taken a bath. The pair of Qionglian jade feet gently stepped on the slate. The white jade arms of Shengxue for two days naturally hung down, like a blooming snow lotus in the mist, beautiful and touching.

She was followed by more than a dozen black witches, each holding a pottery dish in their hands. And three steps ahead of her, there was a thin old man walking with a dead tree root-like staff in his hand. The staff emits a faint dark halo.

Yang Xueyi stood in the crowd, like a bright light in the night, which was particularly dazzling.

However, at this time, her eyes were dull and her steps were mechanical. It seemed that the size of each step had been carefully calculated and measured. Her hand naturally hung down without swinging. He looked closely at the staff in front of him and the halo. It seems to be chasing the bright light in the night and looking for the road ahead.

Li Mu was shocked and almost shouted out. He stood up to rush over. Meixin found something wrong and quickly grabbed him.

"Don't be impulsive, wait and see." Meixin also saw Yang Xueyi, but now she rushed over, which is no different from dying. Near the altar, there are all people with sticks, obviously the guards here.

I'm afraid that before the two rushed to save people, they were killed by others first.

Li Mu gradually calmed down and looked nervously at his heart.

Step by step, step towards the top of the altar, as if going to the sky, and from then on, people separated from each other.

Li Mu's heart also rose to his throat with steps.

Meixin just made it clear that this kind of activity is to sacrifice the ancient demon god with the blood of living people. Although I don't know whether they want to sacrifice with Yang Xueyi's blood or pray for strength for her with other people's blood. But neither is what Li Mu wants, and neither is allowed by Li Mu.

Although the steps were very high, Li Mu felt that they walked very fast and reached the top in a moment. A long spell was read from the old man with a dead wooden staff. Even Li Mu, who was one mile apart, could clearly hear his voice.

The 16 people who went up together knelt in a circle with the pottery dish in their hand, raised the pottery plate above their heads, and their mouths facing the sky. Each of them looked pious and listened attentively to the old man's spells.

Yang Xueyi, who stood in the middle of the circle, was still dull-eyed, but at the end of the spell, a quiet smile appeared on her face, as if she had seen the legendary paradise. She had no worries and no worries, and she would live a happy life from now on.

Suddenly, a beam of light fell from the sky and shone on her body. She slowly rose into the air, like an angel, and was about to fly to the world of bliss. It's just that she stopped in mid-air and floated. A drop of blood squeezed through his fingers and flew out into one of the pottery dishes.

As the old man's spell accelerated, Yang Xueyi's blood also flowed faster.

One drop, two drops... slowly connected into a series.

Looking at this charming girl, she changed into a sacrifice of the demon god, and from then on, she lost her jade. Li Mu's heart also stopped beating at this moment.

" Stop it!" Li Mu roared, instantly turned into the body of the demon clan, and rushed to the altar. Under the full explosion, the one-mile journey arrived in the blink of an eye. Before those people reacted, they hugged Yang Xueyi and stopped the blood on her body.

Meixin and Xiaoyue were stunned at the same time, and Xiaoyue turned into a dark shadow and flew over. Meixin also shook her head and cursed secretly, as if she flew towards Li Mu reluctantly.

More than a dozen black witches standing around the altar flew up at the same time, and the magic sticks came out. More than a dozen black lights instantly enveloped the four Li Mu. Li Mu suddenly felt a strong comfort, as if even his consciousness had to be imprisoned and could not move. This kind of bondage is not like an ordinary fixed spell. And like a powerful big hand, hold you tightly. It seems that he wants to crush you and death alive.

At this time, although Yang Xueyi stopped bleeding, she had been in a coma, and her face had lost its blood color and was a little pale. His lips are slightly purple, and his face is slightly painful, which is painful.

Although those black witches are very strong, they do not want to kill Li Mu and others directly, but are worried about something.

In a place invisible in the distance, he stood there in white and looked at this side from afar. Seeing that he was dressed in white, Hao Ran was the white resentment in Ding Ziyang's mouth.

The sudden appearance of Li Mu surprised him. At the same time, in the darkness behind him, a surprised voice came: "Well, I didn't expect him to find it!"

White resentment did not look back and said faintly, "Do you know him?"

He smiled in the dark and said, "I don't know him, but I still owe him a favor. It seems that the girl is a very important person for him, so let them go.

Bai complained and nodded and said, "If you don't say that I will do the same, Li Mu can't die."

"Oh!" He was quite surprised in the dark, but he was more curious about Li Mu.

White resentment turned to the distance and shouted in a low voice, "Don't hurt, send them all out." The voice was very low, but it passed through the mist clouds and came into the ear of the old man with a dead wood staff.

The old man understood and said some incomprehensible language to his guards. Then, those people worked together, and a colorful whirlpool suddenly formed in the sky, which sucked Li Mu into the four people.

For a moment, the sky healed and returned to its original appearance.