Mirroring the changes

Just as the one-armed man said.

The destination of the three people is indeed Yelangao under Jiehuang Mountain.

At this time, Yelangao was illuminated by the surrounding torches.

You can vaguely see shadows inside.

"So many people!"

"What is this monster going to do?"

The one-armed man had an ominous premonition.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he secretly broke the branches passing by.

This is the customary code in Jiehuang Mountain.

I hope some brothers can see it.

Soon, the three people joined the crowd and entered Yelangao.

Seeing the piety on the faces of the people, the two dared not say much.

Saying more is useless and will only bring disaster to themselves.

"Quack quack quack~"

Looking at the dark crowd in Yelangao.

Wumengzi's mouth corners couldn't help rising.

This time the harvest is far beyond imagination.

Especially the medicine lead, which is rare in a thousand years.

Turning his eyes, in the corner of the crowd, the monks were chanting with their eyes closed.

Wumengzi thought of the letter from yesterday again.

The letter specifically pointed out that several monks were unusual and could not act alone.

Wumengzi curled his lips.

That's it? Nothing special.

Time passed by little by little.

Soon, the moon reached the zenith.

It was the time when the yin and yang of the day changed.

It was also the best time for the sacrificial ceremony.

Buzz~

A golden light lit up from the sky.

It was just a dot at first.

After a breath, it turned into a ball.

When it fell to the ground, it showed the image of an old man covered in gold.

He held a staff in his left hand, bowed slightly, and had a kind smile on his face, which was exactly the same as the image of the land god in the dream.

"That is... the land god appeared!"

"The land god appeared!"

With a cry, the people knelt down to worship.

Each one was more excited than the other.

Li Sao in the corner was surprised and rubbed his eyes: "Brother! Is there really a land god?!"

Li Chen sneered. After practicing the "Free Seal", ordinary illusions looked like juggling in his eyes.

"It's just an illusion."

"This monster really knows how to manipulate people's hearts."

"It's just a charlatan~"

Monk Ye Hui's eyes flashed, and the light of the sky eye was used, and he couldn't help frowning.

"This monster is about to start!"

All the monks looked into the void.

The golden light set off the image of a god, slowly coming to the people.

A circle of golden array totems lit up around Yelangao.

A black silk thread appeared on the head of every citizen surrounded by the array.

The end of the silk thread was connected to the land god.

In an instant, all the people became lost, like walking corpses.

And the land god in front of him, the golden light around him converged, and also showed his true face.

A thin and gloomy man in black.

Wu Mengzi's face straightened, he tapped his feet lightly, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, flying away from the air.

The next moment he appeared in the crowd.

He grabbed the child in the woman's arms directly.

This child was the medicine he chose, that is, the son of the eldest boss Yipian Ye.

As long as the medicine is refined, the ceremony of "Xiantian Xiling" can be officially started.

The process of refining the medicine is very dangerous.

It requires him to consume a lot of demonic power, so a lot of blood is needed.

This is why he led Li Chen and others to appear here.

Human monks are a great tonic!

"Amitabha."

"Donor, you are not a good person."

Li Chen looked at Wu Mengzi indifferently.

Wu Mengzi was stunned. He didn't expect that this little monk was so brave.

"Hehehe~"

"Humans and demons have been incompatible since ancient times."

"Humans and me are like livestock and humans."

"Little monk, help me practice!"

Before he finished speaking, his empty left hand twisted into an eagle claw and suddenly attacked the little monk in front of him.

The little monk looked panicked and raised his hand to block, but it was obviously useless.

The demonic energy in Wu Mengzi's hand surged, and in an instant, it pressed on the top of the little monk's head.

Shua~

The claws fell, and blood and flesh flew.

The monk became a headless monk.

All the blood and cultivation in his body were sucked into Wu Mengzi's stomach.

"Hehehe~"

"It's delicious!"

Wumengzi licked his fingers, still unsatisfied.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Delicious?"

"Are you talking about my blood, donor?"

Wumengzi looked in the direction of the voice, and his eyes widened instantly.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.

The owner of the voice was none other than the monk he had just killed!

What happened?

Wu Mengzi looked at his fingers in a trance, with blood still dripping from his fingertips.

But looking at the monk again, they looked exactly the same!

Could they be twins?

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and attacked the little monk again.

Sharp claws were enough to break metal and stone.

Not to mention the little monk's head.

Puff~

Blood mixed with white pulp, like an exploding watermelon, shattered into a ball of red mist.

The little monk fell into a pool of blood again.

Wu Mengzi suddenly swallowed the blood into his stomach.

The same deliciousness!

Are they really twins?

"Amitabha."

"Donor, is my blood delicious?"

Hearing this voice, Wu Mengzi's face suddenly changed, and he took two steps back.

Even the child in his arms almost fell to the ground.

"How is it possible?"

"How is it possible!"

"How come you are safe and sound!"

When he turned around, it was the monk again.

A familiar smile, a familiar voice.

"Donor, is my blood delicious?"

"Is it delicious?"

"If it is delicious, eat more."

Before he finished speaking, another monk's voice came to his ears.

"Amitabha."

Then came the second, third, and fourth voices...

Wu Mengzi's eyes were bare, and his eyes were full of the same face.

The little monk seemed to have grown in his mind and could not be shaken off.

Finally, he fell into madness and waved his palm without scruples.

Every time he waved, a little monk died in front of him.

The body was broken and blood flowed like a river.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Wu Mengzi looked up to the sky and howled, the sound continued, echoing in the wilderness of the world.

Finally, he panted and closed his eyes.

"So you are a master of illusion!"

"It seems that you didn't eat the poison at all."

"Amitabha."

"Donor, have you woken up?"

"Awake?"

Wumengzi still closed his eyes, but smiled arrogantly.

"My demon clan is not as hypocritical as you."

"Let me go, or I will kill this child!"

After saying that, he raised his claws and pointed at the child in his arms.

This child is exactly the medicine he carefully selected.

Since the ritual cannot be completed at this time, he has to kill him to eliminate future troubles.

"Amitabha."

"It seems that the donor has not woken up yet."

"You, you are not worried that I will take this child's life?"

"Are you still a monk?!"

"Donor, take it easy!"

"Ah...ah! Kill!"

...

"Brother, is this monster crazy?"

Li Sao looked at the monster in front of him, closed his eyes tightly, and his face was fierce.

The palm kept hitting his arms.

At first glance, it looked like self-mutilation.

Li Chen smiled without saying anything, and handed the sleeping child in his arms to Li Sao.

He has experience in taking care of children.

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