She Is Not a Witch

   Chapter 730

  In the wilderness, the dawn is beginning to appear.

The   stratus clouds in the sky are reflected by the sunlight diagonally below, dyed into magnificent gold, arranged in the sky, it is truly beautiful. This is a short-lived beauty that is rare in a day and can only be seen at sunrise and dusk.

  Under the clouds reflected by the golden haze, the big serpent with fangs formed by the clouds swims in the sky, fighting against the purple flower-like disciples of Zhaoye Palace. From time to time, the sword light overflowed, the purple fire burst, and from time to time the large body of the giant snake was lifted away, taking away the scattered fine scales, and these giant snakes also swallowed the next wandering purple-clothed disciples, and smashed them into pieces. The blood was scattered.

  When the sun completely jumped out of the ground, there were already three big snakes in the sky, and there were few disciples of Zhaoye Palace Master Maid who were fighting against it.

  嘭—

  Another true disciple blew himself up in the air, shattering the body of a big snake.

  "Go!" Taking this opportunity, the only true disciple left with the others retreated backwards, rushing towards the direction of the valley like a stream of light.

   "Hahaha, it's ridiculous hahaha" He Ling laughed loudly on the top of the mountain, as if the grievances that had been suppressed for many years were released together, there was a kind of unspeakable joy.

  In the morning in the mountains, a slight chill appeared in the wind, and a disciple carefully walked to his side and asked after He Ling finished smiling.

  "What should we do now, Uncle Heling. The main line and the dynasty officials have already discovered our attempt." He was a little uneasy in his heart, and was not happy with the victory just now.

  He Ling also turned around at this time, looking at the more than 60 disciples remaining in front of her, a little sigh rose in her heart.

   "I know what everyone is worried about. Maybe many of you hate me, but now there is no choice, right?"

  "Take that shrine, penetrate the dragon veins, enter the secret realm, and advance, and then we will go farther."

   "Even if the other party has the means to transmit information, it will take several days to mobilize the recent Dragoon regiments of the dynasty, and what we can do is to take that area as fast as possible."

  "This is also the last battle. After the fight, you don't need to accompany me to torture." The true person He Ling announced the next step, calming people's hearts for the time being.

   "Let's go."

Immediately after that, the remaining cloud and mist snakes rolled down, wrapped around the huge metal pill furnace, lifted it up, and flew towards the valley. The rebellious purple-clothed disciples also followed immediately, drawing a long line in the sky. Long streamer trail.

  In the valley, tension and anxiety were everywhere at this moment. After the defeat of the disciple of Zhaoye Palace’s main line, everyone else was panicked.

   "Why, how could that not be a big party?" A soldier muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

  In the hearts of many people, the figures in the door-to-door faction are almost omnipotent like the heavenly immortals, how could it be defeated.

  "This, this." Another ordinary soldier looked at the huge metal pill furnace flying from the sky, his teeth trembled and his body was almost unsteady.

  咚—

  Early in the morning, when many people of 魑 were still praying in secret. A huge pill furnace with a height of more than 20 meters fell from the sky and smashed into the valley, bringing up bursts of broken blood, and countless screams sounded here.

   Immediately three clouded snakes sprang from the pill furnace, choosing people to eat, and their bodies gradually stained with blood red.

Seeing this critical moment arrived, a dozen or so remaining dragon knights swooped down from the air. Their figures were united with humans and dragons, turning into a stream of red flames. The long dragon spear was like a diamond chisel, and hit the black and white two. Colored metal furnace.

   A loud noise rang from the metal pellet stove, where the sound spread, and countless ordinary people lost their hearing and blood in their ears.

  Although there is a suspicion of accidental injury, but at this moment, I can't control that much. In the eyes of these dragon knights, this pill furnace is the key to destroying the misty snakes.

  It’s a pity that although the idea is right, the method is wrong. The treasures circulated in the ancient times are not the kind of fragile and vulnerable things, otherwise the well-known disciples of Zhaoye Palace would have attacked this pill furnace long ago.

  The dragon spear broke, the fire dragon hissed, and a dragon knight was shocked by the impact, his internal organs bleeds, and his mind is dizzy. Seeing these people attack the pill furnace, the remaining misty snakes were furious, their heads turned, they bit the wings of the fire-scaled flying dragon, and tore off large pieces of flesh and blood, exposing the dense bones.

  At the same time, the remaining frontier masters, the ghost slayer, and the living Zhaoye Palace disciples also rushed over to do the final battle.

  The stream of light in the sky fell, and He Ling led the remaining rebel disciples into it, bringing up gusts of fishy winds, and fierce and chaotic battles began again in the valley.

  Inside the shrine.

At this moment, Tu Haoyang was standing in the corner, looking at the dignified maiden in black dress standing in the hall, bowing respectfully and saluting, and then slowly withdrew, leaving the hall to the white clothes standing in it. woman.

   Just as the battle was raging in the valley, the shrine began to ring with the sound of swaying copper bells. Nearly a hundred women of the family of 魑 in white clothes stood in the hall, chanting in low voices, and then slowly dancing.

  And when the ceremony inside the shrine began, those who had been preparing for the outside of the shrine followed immediately.

  The empty space outside the shrine in the past was already full of people. These people were kneeling on the ground, dressed in white, and at the same time covered with white cloth, singing in a low voice. Row after row like this, row after row, until finally looking at the shrine, there is an ocean of white clothes.

  The white banners were hung in the air, and the strips were hanging down, swaying in the wind, and some of the copper pieces collided in the air, making a melodious and ethereal sound.

  The ancient and desolate singing voice slowly rose in this shrine, and then the loud drums began to sound.

  Drums one step at a time, as they climbed up layer by layer. Although the vibrating drum sound was not loud, it seemed as if it was striking in everyone's hearts, which made people tremble.

  When the ritual in this shrine began, the dragon veins below the valley began to flow. In the past, because of the need for adjustment and comfort, the dragon veins were tributary. Today, under the mobilization of the witch, they completely converge in one place.

   And this time it was not only the intact dragon veins that were mobilized, but also the contaminated Nine Nether Dragon veins.

  The battle in the valley continued, but the ground began to evaporate bursts of nether energy, the entire valley seemed to be boiling, and tens of thousands of square meters of the ground began to show purple and black smoke visible to the naked eye.

  The earth, which is thousands of miles around the mountains at sunset, seemed to be awakened, and slight vibrations came from the ground from time to time.

  "This is?" In the melee, the real person Heling found that something was wrong, and the demon wind swept away, pushing away the besieging enemies, and looking at the shrine in the distance.

The former dilapidated shrine now rises with dense black purple and golden red smoke, that is turbid and clear, that branch and main vein, and countless dragon veins are all gathered from this, gradually forming a rising cloud pillar, layer by layer. Break through the air wave, straight into the sky.

  As the cloud pillar gradually formed, the people who were kneeling outside the shrine began to gush blood and stepped into death, as if life and soul were sacrificed by this ritual.

  The desolate and ancient ceremony, which reveals bursts of cruelty and blood, which may have long been forgotten by people today, but in the wild age before the five phoenixes, people on this land lived in this way.

  There is no phoenix who controls the dragon veins, and the maidens who do not regulate the tributaries of various states and counties. The ancient oriental tribes can also inspire the dragon veins. But the method is completely different from what it is now, that is, relying on the divine spirit that accompanies the dragon veins between heaven and earth.

  As if eating on nine soils, with nine heads and a snake body, the willows appear in the world.

  Such as winter and summer, white-scaled and red-bearded flame rays, seeing it is abundant.

  And in the mountains at sunset, naturally there are strange animals from heaven and earth that accompany dragon veins.

  A sharp murmur came from the horizon, and when the sound hadn't spread completely, the black shadow broke through the clouds in the sky and came out through the clouds.

   Its wings are hundreds of meters long, and the feathers are black and red, like a ghost face, flapping its wings and falling, and its sound is like a car smashing over a stone, tearing fiercely.

  A huge black and red bird fell from the sky.

  Its head is like a black phoenix, with black feathers on its body. The tail feathers are long and divided into nine branches. Each feather has a blood-red pattern, and its shape is like a human face, which is daunting.

  After the arrival of this strange bird, its dark feet stood on the top of the shrine, flapping its wings and screaming, and its sound was stern and weeping, while the quiet wind brought by its two wings swept across the valley, leaving countless people cool inside and outside.

Seeing the arrival of this strange bird, He Ling also knew that it would change later, so he shouted, the feather fan disintegrated, and the feather flakes swept like a knife, killing the purple-clothed disciples who were blocking them. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com then he again. Tap the Dan furnace once and open the lid.

   Soon another beam of light rose up in the valley, and the vortex caused the dead soul fragments to pour into it, and this time even some flesh and blood and corpses were rolled into it by the demon wind.

  The misty snakes that had been restored in the pill furnace rushed out again, eight snake heads wrapped around the furnace body, devouring enemies who wanted to get close to the attack, and many ghost slayer envoys and frontier soldiers were buried in Shekou.

  In this way, the power that blocked He Ling and his party was finally dispersed, and the road to the shrine was no longer blocked.

  Seeing this, He Ling resisted the backlash in the body and mind, and once again drove the pill furnace, directing the big cloud snakes to rush towards the shrine. At the same time, the black exotic bird on the opposite side also spread its wings, and its sound was like a rut crushing a stone, making a violent sound.

  The white banners and scarves under her body sway in the wind, like the ocean, copper flakes hit each other, immersed in the ancient ballad.

In the main hall of the shrine, the black maiden holding a black-and-white inscription banner staff, slowly turning, the dragon veins under the shrine surging again, although the power of countless mixed dragon veins surged up, gradually forming a strange path on her body. The lines of her face made this kindly maiden gradually become old and strange.

  At this moment, the ceremony is far from over.

  (End of this chapter)