Pursuing Immortality

The old city of Jiaohe, the earliest name was Gu Shi, founded by the ancient Europeans.

Probably during the period of Emperor Han Wu, the Han army broke through the aunt division and changed its name to Che division, which was divided into front and rear divisions of Che division, and the six kingdoms of Shanxi. This is the gateway for the Xiongnu to enter the Western Regions. It is also the main traffic route for entering the Western Regions from the middle of the Silk Road along the Yumen Pass. It has been an indispensable place since ancient times.

By the time of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Huns were trapped in the car for eight years, and the king abandoned the city and left. Since then, Jiaohe was merged into Gaochang, and the country name of Che Shi completely disappeared.

After that, the Central Plains were unified, the Tang Dynasty was established, and the East and West exchanges were frequent. Gaochang's terrain is extremely heavy, and major denominations want to occupy it.

At that time, there were at least five or six gangs like Buddha, shaman, Huojiao, and Manichae. The most noisy are Buddhist and Shamanism.

How to fight during this period has no evidence. Anyway, the last one to win was the Buddha Gate, and Gao Chang also became a Buddhist country.

This information is the conclusion reached by the Master in studying the classics. As for this underground cave, it was built by the Shaman ancestors to fight against paganism.

The Flaming Mountain is a wonderful place, where yin and yang intersect and ferocious. The ancestors ran out of resources in order to cultivate a peerless beast. Unfortunately, it was broken by the enemy before it was successful, and the Shamanism in the Northwest also declined.

He thought it was Buddhism, but just looking at the bones, he found a piece of Daomen jade. Look at it like this, it was the two together ...

The mage looked at the altar with a complex mood for a moment. He didn't know what that thing was, only the name was left on the ancient books, a very strange name: the ghost.

Ghost, worm-shaped, six-footed, four-winged, seeing the world dry!

"Master, what do we do now?" A mage came to ask.

"Remove the bones first and put them in one place. Look at the ghosts and let them go up."

"Yes!"

The crowd immediately executed, removing more than a dozen intact or fragmented bones, exposing the central altar. There are twelve columns standing on the altar, with black stripes and a grimace, facing the pool of liquid.

At the forefront, there is a small platform on the other side, like a place to go to the altar.

"when!"

Several magers held their bones in their hands and tapped them with a white-headed hammer. The twelve ghosts growled hoarsely and slowly walked up to the altar and stood in front of the pillar.

Several more went up, tied them tight, and pierced their hearts, receiving a few drops of green blood each.

The mage took the bowl, stabbed himself, dripped black blood, and closed his eyes. When the five mages saw each other, they hurried back and stood still.

The mage's lips moved lightly, and after reading an ancient mantra, the cup and bowl were pointed down, and the blood mixed with blue and black was poured into the liquid pool.

The water in the pond was very thick and cloudy, like a boiled soup. Blood poured into it, and after a while, he heard the bubbles rumbling inside.

The red and black air in the cave slowly walked, gathered, and became larger and larger, and finally formed a vortex in the air.

"..."

The Archmage opened her pupils, the red light flashed, and the spell continued in her mouth.

Rumble!

boom!

The vortex turned stronger and stronger, connected with the pool water, boiling like boiling a pot. The people trembled at their feet, forced themselves to stand, and watched the mountain wall sway, all feeling slumped.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, two long, thick, tentacle-like things came out of the water.

After a few seconds, I heard a louder "Wow!"

The water parted, and the tentacles rose abruptly, bringing out a huge head. The skull was reddish-brown, covered with dense spikes, and the compound eyes composed of tens of thousands of small eyes separated from left to right, occupying almost half of the space.

There is no nasal cavity, and the mouth is particularly prominent under the eyes. Can clearly see the four pairs of mouthpieces, and the jagged edges of the jaw.

"..."

As soon as the ghost's head came out, the audience was dead and everyone was soaked and horrified.

"Large, Archmage ..." someone trembled.

"Don't panic, continue!"

He reluctantly squeezed his hands, and then spoke the spell.

"Wow!"

Thousands of years ago, the curse reached the pool, and saw that the head twisted slightly, and the two eyes changed from gray to red, and then one of the mouths opened.

"Oh!"

"Roar!"

The twelve ghosts screamed in unison, the blood in the body could not stand the external pressure, and broke out stiffly, converging into twelve green trickles, flowing into the huge mouth of the puppet.

"Giggle ... gummy ..."

The crowd didn't dare to move, only the teeth could not help shaking, they fully felt a kind of crushing and fear of biological grade. In front of this fierce beast, he is like an ant, and will be trampled to death in a few minutes.

Can we really control it?

More than one person had this idea.

"Oh!"

In just a few seconds, the flesh and blood of the twelve ghosts was sucked dry, and a dried skin bag was tied to the cylinder. The goblin twisted again, with a hint of confusion, helplessness, and anger.

It seems strange that a child who has not eaten enough, but does not know how to vent.

brush! The red eye flickered, changed back to gray, and then sank down, actually retracting into the pool.

"Not enough offerings! Hurry up!"

The Archmage reacted first, shouting with a throat.

"We have no sacrifices!" A mage answered.

"No? Why not?"

He glanced around, just looking at a congregation. The congregation retreated back and forth, his face pale, begging for mercy: "No, Master, no ... ah!"

The man flung forward, was caught in his hand, then cut his heart, and threw it into the pool.

"Oh!"

When the ghost smelled the food, he poked the mouthpiece into the other person's body, and instantly became human.

"Hahaha, how could the efforts of generations be broken in my hands? We will be successful soon!"

The Master was like a madman, shouting, "How about people, I need more sacrifices!"

He grabbed both hands, and the seven or eight surviving men threw them all.

They are not as appetizing as ghosts, but they have also practiced mystery and have a spirit of ghosts. In the blink of an eye, the ghost drank the blood and drew up a bit, revealing a small part of his body.

The body is also reddish-brown, flat and wide, with four pairs of wings on its back.

Archmage's method is correct, but unfortunately I overlooked it: the ancient ghost-man refining technique is comparable now. He produced ghosts, but the quality was bad, and he could not feed the ferocious beast at all.

When he saw the miser, he stopped and stared at the five mages.

"Glory for ancestors!"

The mage has a high status, and his faith is very devout. Three people jumped out immediately, cut off their hearts, and plunged into the pool.

"Squeak!"

The guy got a thicker ghost, and exclaimed excitedly, and went up a bit.

The remaining two people lost their guts, shook their heads and begged: "I'll call them over right away, aren't there people at the entrance? I'll go right away!"

"Immediately? It's time for your sacrifice ..."

The mage was so dreary that he just wanted to do it, but turned his head abruptly and yelled, "Who?"

…………

"Wow, what a big scene!"

I saw two people, a man and a woman, fluttering down from above the cave. The man was quite surprised: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought I had crossed it."

"Gu Yan, it really is you!"

The Archmage suppressed his emotions and resumed calmness. He had long speculated that not many people could enter the mountain, and the surname Gu was most likely.

"Do you recognize me? Oh, Zhang Wei is with you?"

Gu Yan didn't care, looked around, and saw the wicked ghost at a glance. Suddenly, a powerful breath that made it hard to resist was coming.

He shuddered in his mind that these people led to such a ferocious beast. Once out of control, running out would be a scourge on earth.

"Humph!"

The Archmage didn't make any mistakes, but just said, "You are here just right. It is almost enough to take down your blood."

"What a big mouth ... eh? You are innate?"

Gu Yi was surprised, the breath on the other side was a congenital master, but the foundation was frivolous, either did not break through for a long time, or took some shortcut, not the right way.

"Well, isn't it inherently difficult? I'll let you see today!"

The mage's bone staff waved, and the super-super-large ghost head flew out, followed closely, and threw another ten little ghosts. These ghosts seemed to form a small army, roaring and rushing at them.

As soon as Long Qiu saw it, he was about to release the golden silkworm. As a result, the golden silkworm did not respond under the divine thought.

"Brother, the golden silkworm can't move!"

She screamed, then turned her head, "Maybe it was suppressed by that thing."

"It's okay, I'll deal with that big guy, be careful!"

Gu Xun urged, striding forward, listening to the sound of the sound of "嗤嗤嗤", thirty-five fire cloud needles appeared around the body.

He waved his hand again, and the needle of Huoyun turned into a fire dragon, with red flames, as if roaring Jiuxiao, flew towards the ghost head.

"howl!"

The ghost's head was unwilling to be outdone, and opened a mouthful of black mist.

This is the purest kind of ghost gas, and it is corroded and cleaned in minutes. I saw this dark mist diffuse, covering a small piece of void, the fire dragon pierced into it, and was swallowed up by it instantly, but after a moment, it slammed out again.

boom!

The two instruments collided, the fire dragon was more powerful, and passed directly through the body, and the ghost head suddenly weakened a lot.

Xiaoqiu also showed a long sword, the blue light flashed, and he was fighting with the ghost. Seeing this, the two mages didn't care about tearing it up and quickly joined them.

"howl!"

In the void, the two colors of red and black are fighting each other, flipping up and down, dazzling.

Huoyun Needle takes the sapphire of Tianshan Mountain and the aura of Huozhou. It is made by refining seven hundred forty-nine days. Although the ghost face is powerful, it can't resist at all.

There are no tricks at all, just four words: one drop!

"It is indeed Phoenix Mountain, hehe ..."

Seeing the ghost face retreating one after another, the mage had no worries, as if there were hidden killing tricks. He laughed twice, flashed, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Ok?

Gu Zheng was weird, and when he saw the red light appeared in the ghost's eyes, the red light appeared from the bottom of the eye, becoming more and more abundant, and something seemed to come out.

He retreated quickly and watched carefully.

Immediately, a red ray of light in the eyes shot out, like qi, like light, breaking through the void, and instantly. When Hongmang came to him, there was another wave, and the appearance of the Master was faint.

This is the pulse of the northwest parish, the highest existing secret technique: merging one's own entity with the ghost's face, transforming between reality and reality, and infinite change.

"I really deserve to be congenital. It turned out that I was depleting Shou Yuan's energy and made myself inhuman."

Gu Yi looked at his heels at a glance, and still had a mood.

I saw the mang shadow, covering himself. Suddenly, he felt a tremor of consciousness, and a force was desperately digging in, and he wanted to attack the spirit directly.

"..."

He flashed a strange expression, you, fight with me?

In addition to the Qi-breathing method, it is the world's number one in the cultivation and accumulation speed of Jingqi God. On the thickness of spiritual power and the strength of consciousness, he really wasn't afraid of anyone.

boom!

Gu Yan's divine urges, the unbounded illusion is fully opened, and his opponent is instantly burst.

"what?"

The Archmage was suddenly surprised, and found that his consciousness was quickly lost, and then his eyes darkened.

...

"Ah! Ah!"

Two screams came, and the mage turned and looked around, but the two mages fell into the pool and were sucked up by the miser. The big guy had enough food, and completely surfaced, showing a hill-like body.

Six long-legged, four pairs of pointed wings, red-brown all over, with a peerless force.

"This this……"

He trembled without any thought of resistance. He watched the ghost fly up into the air, staring at himself like a ants, and sucked his mouth.

"what!"

He also screamed, his skin, flesh, bones, viscera, each nerve showing an unbearable tear.

...

"what!"

Inside the cave, a group of red awns gradually enlarged, restored to adult form, and struggled desperately in front of Gu Yan.

"Come on!"

When the two mages saw the boss was in seconds, they were terrified and ran away.

"Where to escape!"

Xiao Qiu chased, the green light flashed, and the two were easily resolved. Looking around, ten little ghosts also lay on the ground.

"It's okay, you're done ..."

Seeing that the enemy was completely wiped out, Gu Xun shook his body, the Master's knowledge was not weak, and he himself spent a lot of energy.

He no longer cares about the dying red mang, only looking at the miser.

The ghost has not been fed for a long time, it has long been impatient, the tentacles have been gently laid, and it must sink to the bottom of the pool at any time. This thing was cultivated by the Shaman ancestors and has not yet been formally sacrificed.

The liquid is like amniotic fluid, it will not go out half a step, but will continue to sleep until it has eaten enough sacrifices to ensure that the body is mature.

With the power of the Archmage, even if summoned, it cannot be manipulated, and both sides are dead.

Gu Yan doesn't understand this, but he understands common sense.

The villain died of a lot of words, and the decent died of stupidity ... In the face of all kinds of evils, the devil came, and he was able to prevent it, but he missed the right time and often took a female or male spare tire. Life.

Fortunately, he is not too stupid.

Fire Cloud Needle!

A fire dragon circled a few times in the air ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, rushed down, and it bombarded the altar. Just listening to the sound of an explosion, the rubble shattered, the twelve columns had collapsed more than half, and the altar was missing a large piece.

"..."

The ghost was ignorant, and the intellect had not yet been turned on, but he was taken aback.

The two compound eyes changed from gray to red, and then from red to gray, as if this person should be firmly remembered. After a while, it couldn't bear drowsiness anymore, twisted his head, and slowly sink to the bottom of the pool.

"..."

Gu Yan was smitten by it, secretly hurt, and revenge was felt by this kind of enemies.

During this fight, the process was short and expensive, and he felt uneasy. He took a few steps and saw that the master was swallowed up by the illusion, and it became a pool of rotting pia.

"Well, what is that?"

Long Qiu's eyes were sharp, he opened his clothes with a sword, and pulled out a few things: a scroll, a domino, and a jade pendant.