Chapter 863

"Yes."

Yan Meiniang nodded her beautiful head and said, "but there are terrible experts in this sect. We must be careful not to be found by the people here."

Next, without delay, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang immediately took some trees as cover and quietly touched the magnificent and huge temple in front.

Qin Yi estimated that there were hundreds of people in this strange village. Moreover, he had an intuition that these people were disciples of the sect. These people were cultivating and weaving while practicing in the sect.

After a while, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang quietly touched the place not far from the back mountain of the magnificent temple and watched. There were disciples practicing in the square in front of the temple. If they entered the temple directly, they were simply looking for death.

Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang don't know about this sect in the seven killing famine. They only know that there are terrorist experts who can kill relatively low-level imperial and Taoist practitioners with one sword. They don't dare to move forward.

Once the super master inside is disturbed, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang are definitely not the opponent of that person!

With their eyes, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang were stunned again. They saw that there were stone pools on the back mountain. The stone pools were full of blood. The blood seemed to be hot and boiling.

The air was filled with extremely strong blood and full of evil smell.

"This sect is quenching the body of its disciples with these blood."

Yan Mei Niang looked at the blood pool in front of her. Qiong's nose wrinkled tightly and tried to resist the feeling of vomiting. She said slowly: "so, there will be so many strong emperors and Taoists outside. It makes sense that they are collecting the blood of the dead to quench their bodies."

Quench your body with blood!

Qin Yi was stunned again. Suddenly, a huge wave surged up in his heart, because he thought of a sect door.

"This is the Yin corpse gate!"

Qin Yi drinks cold.

In the past, when he was still at the time of the magic trace, they broke into a branch of the Yin corpse gate and saw the "heavenly corpse" Dharma protector lying in a blood pool, quenching his body with blood.

what?

Yin corpse door!

Qin Yi's words, for Yan Meiniang, were like thunder running through her ears. She was stunned there again and couldn't move.

As the divine guard of the Kyushu Holy See, she can't be unaware of the past history of the Kyushu holy see. Twenty thousand years ago, the Kyushu Holy See led those orthodox sects to wipe out the Yin corpse gate in one fell swoop.

"Didn't the Yin corpse gate have been destroyed by the right way 20000 years ago? Why, there will be a corpse door here... "

Yan Meiniang was stunned and muttered to herself.

At this time, Qin Yi was completely confused. The Yin corpse gate had been exterminated 20000 years ago. Even if it was not exterminated in those years, the rest, at most, was like the "heavenly corpse" Dharma protector. Why is there a complete Yin corpse gate here?

Even if this is a branch of the Yin corpse gate, it is impossible. Don't forget, this is the third kill of the seven killing wasteland. How can the branch of the Yin corpse gate, the mysterious world left by an immortal ancient emperor, appear here?

But in front of everything, this is indeed a complete Yin corpse door!

After entering the third kill, Qin Yi noticed a trace of strangeness. At first, he felt a trace of familiar breath of Yang Shiqi, and then saw the skeletons of emperor and Taoist strongmen killed by a sword everywhere.

Now, the complete Yin corpse door in front of me has reached the extreme.

There are more than ten blood pools, one after another, extending to the top of the mountain. In each blood pool, there is a disciple of the Yin corpse sect, who floats quietly in the blood and receives quenching.

"Why don't you catch a disciple of the Yin corpse sect and ask, and you'll know what's going on here."

Qin Yi's eyes became as leisurely as a blade.

"Don't be reckless!"

However, Yan Meiniang hurriedly grabbed Qin Yi: "if we are not careful, we will startle the Super Master in the Yin corpse door. Our situation will be very dangerous."

"But what should we do now? We can't find the existence of this Yin corpse door and ignore it?"

Qin Yi frowned.

They entered the seven killing famine this time. They originally wanted to help Yang Shiqi find another golden broken sword. Who would have thought that they unexpectedly found a Yin corpse door in the third killing. If this matter was spread, they were afraid that it would disturb the whole Kyushu mainland and even the whole Hongmeng face world.

Twenty thousand years ago, the Kyushu Vatican was the most upright party, leading the major gates to destroy the Yin corpse gate. Now Qin Yi, as the Tingwei of the Kyushu Vatican, can hardly ignore the bizarre Yin corpse gate in front of her.

After pondering for a while, Yan Meiniang said, "first observe it slowly. If we really can't do anything about this Yin corpse door, we'll report it to the high level of the holy see after we go back."

At present, it can only be so!

Qin Yi took a breath and looked again at the stacked blood pools not far away.

With his eyes slowly up, he saw that there was a blood mist on the top of the mountain. At the edge of the blood mist, an old man was sitting there with his back to them, quietly cross legged, chanting words in his mouth, and his hands were constantly tied with some mysterious and ancient fingerprints.

"What skill is that old man using?"

Qin Yi looked at the old man motionless.

"I don't know."

The Yan Meiniang beside her gently shook her head and said, "I just feel that the old man is very powerful and can kill us easily. Fortunately, you didn't rush over and catch a disciple of the Yin corpse sect to ask, otherwise, the old man will be startled. At that time, we will be in trouble."

Qin Yi also secretly congratulated himself. He also felt that the old man's strength was much higher than that of Yan Meiniang: "so, those imperial practitioners outside died at the hands of the old man?"

Yan Meiniang stared, looked at the old man for a long time, shook her head and said, "it's not him. Those imperial practitioners died under a sword and were killed with a sword, but I didn't find a sword on the old man."

Hearing the speech, Qin Yi also thought of one thing. The Yin corpse skill of the Yin corpse gate doesn't need any weapons, but can be used directly.

Moreover, the deaths of those killed by Yin corpse skill are quite tragic, as if they were caught by a fierce beast. Qin Yi still remembers the death of those people in the Zhao mansion tragedy in the past years.

"In this way, those strong emperors and Taoists outside did not die under the Yin corpse skill, that is to say, there is a super expert who does not belong to the Yin corpse door!"

Qin Yi was puzzled to the extreme: "so, what kind of super expert is willing to become the killing tool of the Yin corpse sect, help them kill, collect the blood of imperial practitioners and supply it to the disciples of the Yin corpse sect? And what good did the Yin corpse gate promise the super master? "

This matter is really too complicated and strange. Qin Yi's head swells when he thinks about it, but he is still like a tangled hemp thread, which can't be straightened out at all.

Leisurely, he thought of Nalan Qiushui again. If only she had followed herself into this wasteland world this time. With her intelligence, she would be able to accurately analyze everything in front of her.

It's a pity that Nalan's autumn water still stays in Yulan mainland to help xuanlan and Ji Shixuan find the horn blood flag.

Now, Nalan Qiushui is not around, and all problems can only rely on himself.

However, it's OK to fight and kill, and analyzing problems is really not Qin Yi's strength!

"I can't figure out what kind of Super Master will be willing to become the killing weapon of the Yin corpse gate."

Yan Meiniang rubbed her temples with her slender jade fingers. Obviously, what happened in front of her also gave her a headache.

After a pause, Yan Meiniang said, "there is only one thing I can be sure of, that is, those imperial road practitioners who died outside were the people who came in to collect imperial soul lotus in the previous collection activities."

Qin Yi nodded and agreed: "the number of those imperial practitioners who died outside has been no less than hundreds, or even thousands. Moreover, some have been dead for a long time, that is to say, this Yin corpse door has existed for a certain period of time. I even estimate that it has existed for thousands of years."

Next, they hid behind a large stone and continued to observe the old man on the top of the mountain from a distance.

As he continued to seal, the blood mist on the top of the mountain slowly rotated to form a spiral nest.

After a while, in the blood pools below, there began to be blood mist rising, constantly pouring to the top of the mountain and merging into the blood mist.

This is

Seeing such a scene, Qin Yi's eyebrows frowned again in confusion: "it's not like blood refining, that old man, what are you doing?"

In the past, he remembered that "the corpse" protected the blood by refining the blood. It was the whole person floating in the blood pool, absorbing the essence of the blood, and never raising the blood fog.

Yan Meiniang stared, carefully observed for a while and said, "this is really not blood refining. Those disciples of the Yin corpse sect lying in the blood pool are dead bodies at all. They lie there, bleeding!"

Qin Yiding saw that the people lying in the blood pool were all white, and they had not moved for so long.

"Yes, these are indeed dead bodies. They are bleeding!"

Qin Yi affirmed that his eyes moved up slowly with the blood fog rising in the blood pool, fixed on the blood fog on the top of the mountain, pondered for a moment, and said, "no, it's still in the blood refining. There are people in the blood fog. It's the people in the blood fog who are in the blood refining."

Yan Meiniang was stunned when she heard the speech, and immediately sighed: "the Yin corpse sect didn't hesitate to kill so many disciples to refine blood for the people in the blood fog. It's obvious that the person who accepted the blood refining in the blood fog is the super master!"