Chapter 990

"Not only that, I even heard some rumors that your patriarch has always occupied the blood witch Holy Land bully of your ancestors, Miss Zhuxin, is there such a thing?"

Zhan Yongjun, on one side, also took a step forward and looked coldly at Yan Zhuxin.

Raised her hand and touched her bright and full forehead, Yan Zhuxin said with a helpless smile: "I didn't expect that you two have been here to protect the totem of our Yan tribe, and the news is still so well-informed. Yes, Yan Shao secretly set up a dead man base, but Yan Shao's purpose is also to expand the strength of our Yan tribe

"As for our clan leaders, they have been secretly occupying the blood witch holy land, which is nonsense. All the time, what blood witch holy land and blood witch temple are just rumors. I think you two should know this. This time, I'm afraid some people with ulterior motives, taking advantage of this chaos, added fuel to the flames behind them, saying that our clan leader has been occupying the holy land of blood witches. "

Zhan Yongjun and Du Yong were stunned when Yan Zhuxin said this. They stood there and looked at each other. They didn't know whether to believe Yan Zhuxin's words or not.

However, at this moment, Yan Zhuxin suddenly withdrew a big step backward and said loudly: "blood witch saint, come to the world..."

"Kill!"

As her words rang out, the sixteen strong men behind her suddenly divided into two groups and rushed up towards Zhan Yongjun and Du Yong, who were stunned.

"Hiss!"

Zhan Yongjun and Du Yong have not yet figured out what is going on, that is, they have been cut into flesh and blood and died.

It has to be said that Yanshi tribe, an ancient and mysterious tribe, does have its unique customs. Such strange and cruel scenes will never appear in ordinary places.

At the moment, Yan Zhuxin, with her beautiful little face, was already gloomy and cold. She became decisive in killing and cutting, without the slightest tenderness of a girl. She waved her hand: "hurry, for the worship ceremony, all actions should be fast!"

WOW!

More than a dozen strong men rushed to the altar, slaughtered cattle and sheep, then rushed down the altar, knelt on the ground and chanted words.

Soon, the worship ceremony was over.

Yan Zhuxin asked everyone to wait outside. She walked slowly into the temple. She looked very pious. Her eyes were always fixed on a picture hanging on the main hall of the temple.

The material of this painting is strange. It is actually a very rare blood jade. On it, there are a lot of blood wolves, which can't be counted.

Over the countless blood wolves, you can vaguely see the figure of a young woman. Although the figure is vague, you can still see that the woman looks beautiful, her hair is high, just like clouds and temples, and the whole person looks noble and sacred.

She was wearing a blood red robe. Her figure was slim and moving. She was graceful. Her eyes were sky blue. A white slender jade hand stretched out slowly. It seemed that she was going to collect all the countless blood wolves below into her jade palm.

"Blood witch!"

Looking at the red robed woman in the blood jade painting, the eyes of Yan Zhuxin are filled with enthusiasm and worship.

It's true that in the blood jade painting, the faint red robed woman is the blood witch, the ancestor of the Yan tribe.

This woman died in the world war to eradicate the Yin corpse gate 20000 years ago. There are few written records about her in the world. Only in this Yan tribe, the residents of Yan tribe regard her as a God.

After worshipping the blood jade painting for a few times, Yan Zhuxin took it down, put it into the ring, and then turned and walked out of the temple slowly.

In the patriarchal hall.

At this moment, Mahai has returned from the holy land of blood witch.

"Uncle Mahai, you said my father had disappeared in the blood witch temple?"

The face with little inflammation was rather gloomy.

"Indeed!"

Ma Haishu nodded respectfully: "not only that, but also the Tuoba brothers who had been sent in before. My subordinates only saw an extremely huge blood wolf fighting with a fierce ghost with blood all over. The fighting between them was extremely fierce. My subordinates didn't dare to approach. They just sneaked into the blood witch temple and didn't see the patriarch and Tuoba brothers, Just come back and report to you. "

"Damn it, did Qin Yi and Yan Yao really kill my father and Tuoba brothers?"

The inflammation is less gnashing teeth, and the chest rises and falls violently.

The news that Ma Hai came back from the blood witch holy belt shocked and annoyed him`

He thought again and said, "no, my father's strength must be higher than me now. In addition, the Tuoba brothers who have become senior dead men, even if Qin Yi is strong, it is impossible to kill the three of them."

"Yes."

Ma Hai quickly and respectfully said, "my subordinates also feel that this matter is quite strange. It's better to go to the holy land of blood witch in person when Yan Shao is free."

"Yes."

Yan Shao gently nodded his head and looked at the gate. A beautiful and graceful shadow came slowly, and his eyes were bright again: "sister, you're back. What's the matter? Have you got the best treasure of the town family?"

The slim and graceful shadow that came in was yanzhuxin who returned from the temple.

In front of Yan Shao, Yan Zhuxin nodded, and then the jade hand gently shook. The blood jade painting rushed out from her ring and flew to Yan Shao.

Yan Shao raised his hand and caught it. He glanced at it. On his face, he suddenly appeared full of enthusiasm: "it's great to have the best treasure of the town family!"

Ma Hai on one side saw the blood jade painting in Yan Shao's hand, but he was shocked and shocked: "this is... The totem of our Yan tribe, Yan Shao, how did you take it? Not 20000 years ago, the blood witch ancestors predicted that if innocent people move the totem at will, it will bring disaster to our Yan tribe? "

"What disaster? That's just a rumor. "

Yan Shao disdained and said, "who in our Yan tribe lived to 20000 years old? Are you sure the blood witch ancestors said that? "

"That's not true."

Ma Hai shook his head quickly.

"Isn't that it? No one can be sure. Twenty thousand years ago, the ancestors of the blood witch gave such a warning, so it's just a rumor. I don't believe it. Things are really so evil. Moving this blood jade painting innocently will bring disaster to the Yan tribe. "

Yan Shao stared at Ma Hai and said coldly.

Ma Hai's body was cold and didn't dare to talk any more. In his heart, he whispered to himself: don't forget, the ancestor blood witch is a super wizard. What if she performed some kind of witchcraft on this totem

"Hum! As long as I can kill Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, I will not hesitate to use the totem of our Yan tribe! "

Yan Shao Leng hum, in his eyes, a strong killing intention flashed again.

In such a short time, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang competed for the yin-yang array, poked out the dead base, dug their own treasures, and trampled on themselves in the auction chamber. Now, Tuoba's brothers and father may even be poisoned by them.

These piles and pieces make Deyan less anxious to frustrate these two people, melt their souls into weapons, and make them a weapon forever.

The hatred between him and these two people, even if the river is drained, is difficult to wash away!

"Well, this matter must not be spread out, otherwise, whoever it is will be killed."

Yan Shao bit his teeth and included the blood jade painting in the ring. He said, "Uncle Mahai, you continue to send people to monitor Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang. Once they start to enter the God and devil cemetery, report immediately. We follow into the God and devil cemetery and be sure to kill them in the God and devil cemetery."

"Yes."

Mahai respectfully responded and turned away.

"Sister, let's continue to practice the yin-yang mantra of xuanyue."

Yan Shao looks at Yan Zhuxin.

On Yan Zhuxin's beautiful little face, there was not much expression, but a faint nod.

The unknown scene is that in the blood witch temple, when Yan Zhuxin took the blood jade totem out of the temple and handed it to Yan Shao, the unusually large body of the blood Saint ghost wolf unexpectedly became a little smaller.

As its body became smaller, its combat power also became slightly weaker unconsciously.

Obviously, this phenomenon is related to the removal of the totem of the Yan tribe in the temple.

"Gaga, beast, why does your body seem to be smaller, and your combat power seems not as strong as before?"

The blood ghost surging all over laughed happily, and full of excitement appeared on the pale face without a trace of blood color.

The man and beast have been fighting wildly for three days. They are still up and down. If they continue to fight like this, I really don't know that they can stop fighting only after they have to fight for years and months.

Now, I felt that the body of the blood Saint ghost wolf was getting smaller and the combat power was becoming weaker. The blood ghost immediately saw the dawn and was ecstatic.

If this goes on, the blood Saint ghost wolf will eventually be killed easily by himself.

"Roar!"

The blood Saint ghost wolf roared, and his eyes with big fists were full of confusion and unwilling. It obviously didn't understand why his body suddenly became smaller and his combat power became weaker.

Hoo!

It opened its big mouth and quickly killed the blood ghost. In an instant, it killed the blood ghost in front of its eyes and tried to bite it.

However, the blood ghost was suddenly patted out by the blood hand and fanned it out a hundred feet away with one palm.

At the next moment, the blood ghost had turned into a blood awn, rushed forward quickly, grabbed with five fingers, and stabbed the blood Saint Wolf with five congested nails.

The blood Saint ghost wolf rolled on the spot, and the five nails of the blood ghost grabbed the ground with a sound of "Peng", which cracked the ground.

The spirit of the blood ghost, without any pause in the attack, quickly turned around, five fingers into claws, and fiercely grabbed the blood Saint ghost wolf. Five long congested nails were caught into the blood Saint ghost wolf in an instant, and blood gushed like a column.