Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

The scarlet red moon hangs so brightly in the sky, and there is blood in the darkness.

Miaojiang voodoo suddenly fell into a roar that soared into the sky, as if thousands of demons were tearing apart, trying to rush out of the Demon Suppressing Tower!

"Steady, array!"

Master Xu of Yinshen Valley stood in front of the Demon Suppressing Tower, directing the disciples behind him to cast spells. In an instant, hundreds of barriers rose out of thin air. The disciples of Yinshen Valley had serious eyes, and each person's magic circle exuded a different light.

'Roar--'

Voodoo's Demon Suppressing Tower was still shaking, and some Hidden God Valley disciples fell to the ground because of the backlash of the magic circle, and soon someone came up, one by one, to suppress the crumbling Demon Suppressing Tower!

The blood-red moonlight sprinkled the entire Miao border, and Zhai Xinxue stood with Qiongxiao Palace disciples guarding their swords, frowning as she looked at the bright magic circle under the Demon Suppressing Tower.

"Master of the fasting palace."

At this moment, Sect Master Hai of the Chiyang Sect came over and said to her: "The Hidden God Valley seems to be unable to hold on anymore. Are there any monks who can form barriers in Qiongxiao Palace?"

Zhai Xinxue shook her head, and said with a livid face, "If you can't hold it, you have to hold it. If the Suppressing Demon Tower collapses, we can only rely on us..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a blood-red barrier suddenly rise up, standing out of thin air above the Demon Suppressing Tower!

'Boom—'

There was a gap in the voodoo town demon tower, and Zhai Xinxue could see the flashing red starlight inside, and swooped down with the long sword in his hand!

The disciples of Qiongxiao Palace followed closely behind without hesitation, and most of the disciples of Chiyangzong were sword and weapon cultivators. They greeted all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and beat back those demons who wanted to climb out one by one!

"No!" Zhai Xinxue watched one of her disciples being kicked away by the demons, and shouted loudly: "Is there no formation that can limit the power of the demons!"

In the confusion, Elder Ying Lan said to her: "I'm sorry, there is no such spell in Yinshen Valley!"

Zhai Xinxue remembered that it was Yan Jingfeng who cast the restricting spell in the Valley of the Hidden Gods, and she regretted not bringing this person with her, it was a mistake.

"Try to find a way," Zhai Xinxue said to Elder Lan: "See if Head Master Xu can do something. You disciples of the Hidden God Valley stand back, so that the sword will not hurt you."

Elder Ying Lan wanted to say something, but finally nodded, smacked his staff and said: "The disciples of Yinshen Valley retreat a hundred feet!"

The disciples of Yinshen Valley immediately left the battlefield when they heard the words, and Zhai Xinxue led the people from Qiongxiao Palace to fight back in. Now there is no one in the way, and her movements are much smoother.

"The disciples of Qiongxiao Palace line up!" Zhai Xinxue's eyes turned red: "We can't let any demons escape, do you hear me!"

"Yes!!!"

The red moon hung quietly in the air, and the shouts and fighting sounds far away from Kunlun could not be conveyed. Only when she looked up at the blood-like moon did Nuo Ning feel a little bit touched.

Nuo Ning didn't dare to bother Zhai Xinxue now, she knew that Zhai Xinxue must be very busy now, and she wouldn't have the time to talk to her.

Sighing faintly, Nuo Ning saw that many disciples of Qiongxiao Palace had already come out of the room, stood outside and looked up at Hongyue, everyone was silent, as if they were praying for the safety of Voodoo.

Because they can do nothing but pray.

Yan Jingfeng was standing on the dome of the study, her long silver hair was very conspicuous. Nuo Ning looked at her and walked to the eaves, raised her head and said, "Jingfeng."

Hearing Nuo Ning's voice, Yan Jingfeng looked back at her with blood-red eyes, and fell to the ground with her toes.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jingfeng asked her.

Nuo Ning shook her head, looked at her silver hair and said, "How do you feel now?"

Yan Jingfeng knew that she was worried about herself, so she raised the corners of her lips and said, "I don't feel anything. Didn't I say that I'm already healed? Now Hongyue has no influence on me."

Nuo Ning was still a little worried, she sighed quietly and said, "It would be great if you could also go to Miaojiang."

In this way, at least Zhai Xinxue could be helped.

Yan Jingfeng knew what she was thinking, Zhai Xinxue regarded Nuo Ning as her relative, so why not Nuo Ning?

Although the two often quarreled, Yan Jingfeng knew how much Nuo Ning cared about her little junior sister, and treated her as her own sister.

"The palace master will be fine." Yan Jingfeng comforted Nuo Ning with her arms around her, "She has Elder Misong by her side, and there are so many disciples from Qiongxiao Palace, nothing will happen."

Nuo Ning said worriedly: "I'm not only worried about this..."

Yan Jingfeng patted her on the back and said softly, "Vodoo will be fine."

"Jingfeng." Nuo Ning said: "If the Five Soul Sacrifice Technique is really successful, what will this world be like?"

Yan Jingfeng did not answer.

Nuo Ning said: "What happened five years ago has caused the world to suffer. If it succeeds this time, what will it suffer?"

Therefore, Xuanjun's human race was devastated that time, what is Cang Miaoyu going to do this time?

"It will be fine." Yan Jingfeng hugged Nuo Ning and said, "With me here, everything will be fine."

Nuo Ning sighed softly, hugged Yan Jingfeng and closed her eyes.

Smelling the familiar smell on Yan Jingfeng's body at least reassured Nuo Ning, but Nuo Ning was still beating drums in her heart, she always felt that she was wrong.

But what is wrong...

In Shiyan Mountain, above Qiongtai.

The four spirit bodies in Cang Miaoyu's hands were turning, but no matter how they turned, there was always such an obvious piece missing, and Cang Miaoyu didn't seem to be in a hurry.

He was waiting, waiting for the cute little thing to find it by himself.

The last time I was in the Valley of the Hidden Gods, for some reason, the Demon Suppressing Tower did not collapse, and none of the people in the Valley of the Hidden Gods died.There is no way to complete the sacrifice without seeing human blood. There is no way, Cang Miaoyu can only send someone to the Yinshen Valley in person, and then dispatch from there to complete the sacrifice.

Everyone thought that the five-soul sacrifice technique sacrificed to the demons in the tower, but they didn't know that it was not important at all.

When Cang Miaoyu heard Zhai Xinxue's nonsensical remarks at the head's regular meeting, he had to hold back the urge to laugh for a long time, and even praised her for being smart, which is really ridiculous.

Five Soul Sacrifice.

Five souls and sacrifices, neither of which is indispensable.

The voodoo known to the world is famous for its poisonous art, but they forget that the art of voodoo is the root. Without voodoo, how can we talk about poison?

The Demon Suppressing Tower is Cang Miaoyu's Gu. Thousands of monsters are gathered in the Demon Suppressing Tower. Isn't this the best Gu?

The monsters are fighting in the Gu like those poisonous things. If the resentment they generate cannot be released, they will condense into a spirit body in the tower. When the time is right, it will be released and sacrificed with human blood. This is the real five. Soul sacrifice.

Both Qiongxiao Palace and Chiyangzong died a lot of people, but only a few people died symbolically in Penglai. Cang Miaoyu went to Penglai in person worried that the number of sacrifices was not enough, but found that Penglai Island was still completed. He performed the sacrifice technique, which made him very happy.

He even met with Yan Jingfeng.

Cang Miaoyu sighed, Yan Jingfeng was really the best body he had ever seen, it was obviously an unintentional thing, but it made her grow so amazing, whether it was the innate magical power or the later cultivation. Cang Miaoyu was extremely satisfied with the inner alchemy.

Even more satisfying than A Wan.

Cang Miaoyu was so satisfied that Yan Jingfeng was the inner alchemy of the demon and human race, and Luofeng, the master of martial arts, really made Cang Miaoyu jealous.

The cultivation of hosts is very dependent on luck. Cang Miaoyu has cultivated many hosts like A Wan in the past few hundred years, keeping them by his side, using the best resources to cultivate them, taking care of them and not letting anyone hurt them, just like It is to cultivate a well-behaved and obedient fruit, and eat it in one bite when the time is right.

Also completed the mission.

In the host body cultivated by Cang Miaoyu, Awan is actually very good, almost the best, but compared with Yan Jingfeng, it seems like a difference between cloud and mud.

He looked at the spirit body floating up and down in his hand, and said with emotion: "If I had known this, it would not only be Lingyou's inner alchemy that you would eat..."

It's a pity, but there is still time to remedy it.

Cang Miaoyu raised her head and glanced at the sky. Now that the hour has passed, it stands to reason that the spirit body should be attracted.

Sure enough, in less than a cup of tea, a ray of light flew from the southwest, so weak that it was about to shatter, Cang Miaoyu raised his hand to catch it.

The white spirit body trembled weakly, looking pitiful and helpless.

"Did the sacrifice succeed?" Cang Miaoyu sighed helplessly, stroking the spirit body and said, "It doesn't matter, I have already prepared dinner for you."

After saying this, Cang Miaoyu closed his eyes, and a blood-red curse mark slowly emerged from his forehead.

The curse seal was like a blood-red urging talisman, and when Cang Miaoyu opened his eyes, the red talisman flew down from Qiongtai and directly attacked the voodoo cultists who were still resting at the foot of the mountain.

After Awan was abandoned by Cang Miaoyu, she thought about trying to work harder, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't walk down. In desperation, she could only climb down from the second Tianmen and sit on the stone steps below the Tianmen. rest.

She just sat down when the red moon was approaching, looking at the red moon, she wondered which sect was the unlucky one this time.

A Wan rubbed her ankles and sighed softly, now she doesn't know if Cang Miaoyu will ascend, after ascending, will she continue to wait for him?

The third heavenly gate was so difficult to pass, she didn't want to climb it again.

Just when Awan was resting and was about to continue walking, she saw a blood-red light beam appearing from the black cloud. She watched helplessly as the light beam fell to the foot of the mountain, and then disappeared after emitting a strong light.

The entire Shiyan Mountain is black, and the sound of the wind blowing through the valley seems to be the sound of people crying.

A Wan only felt that the uneasiness in her heart was gradually expanding. She stumbled and ran down the mountain, and stopped when she reached the foot of the mountain.

Her head exploded with a 'buzz' sound, and A Wan opened her eyes wide and looked at the scattered corpses in front of her, and couldn't help covering her mouth anymore and crying.

Her senior brother, her senior sister, so many people she knows well.

All died here...