Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 219 Yinyang clan patriarch, Yinyang weasel
Time flies.

After Feng Jiu left, Peng Ye arranged another formation pattern in other places besides the altar. This formation pattern has only been completed until now.

Silent night.

"Phew...it's finally fixed." Peng Ye wiped his sweat and hid in a hidden high ground, looking a little exhausted.

At this time, the abyss was not far away, and the bonfires there were already dimmed, and the figures of countless Yin-Yang clans appeared from the bottom of the abyss.

After waiting for nearly three years, this day finally arrived: the night of the blood moon!
……

The vast altar.

Ancient stone pillars rose up one by one, looking like a formation, and on the altar, there were 1000-year-old ice coffins.

Inside the ice coffin lay a magnificent young man in his twenties with delicate features. Although he was deep in thought, he had the illusion of endless life. It hadn't changed a bit for more than 1000 years.

"Today is a great moment for the revival of our Yin-Yang clan! I hope that everyone will be highly vigilant. If this blood sacrifice fails, it will never be restored, and if it succeeds, it will last forever!" At the altar, a middle-aged man with gray temples, dressed in Wearing a unique long dress, his whole body exudes a domineering air.

Surrounding him are no less than 20 powerful experts, which shows how terrifying this lineup is!In general, first-rate forces only have one or two great powers, which is already considered as top-notch!

In addition to these twenty or so powerful people, there are also three saints, and there are nearly a thousand dragon-forming powerhouses, not to mention the others. This lineup is really comparable to any power in ancient times.

Everyone looked heavy and did not speak.

They knew that this historic moment would determine the future of their Yin-Yang clan.

……

Peng Ye looked at the figures at the altar on the top of a mountain, and estimated in his heart that there must be at least [-] people in this dense crowd, and I am afraid that the entire Yinyang clan has come out.

It seems that the Yin Yang Clan really attaches great importance to this sacrifice, so much so that they have decided to gamble everything and fight it out.

After a short while of silence, Peng Ye quickly descended the mountain, ready to slowly touch the altar, to take a closer look at the situation, if he didn't know who Ji Ruyue was, how could he save Jie Shi?
……

"Open the altar!"

oh oh oh--!
Following the middle-aged man's words, pale green underworld flames instantly ignited on each of the stone pillars, lighting up the entire altar a little strangely.

Swish swish--!
A strange pattern of mysterious light appeared on the entire altar, which was invisible from close up, but it was a sacrificial formation from a distance!

With the appearance of formation patterns, a strange force also spread, and the thousand-year-old ice coffin was suspended in the air.

"Bring her up." The patriarch of the Yinyang clan, named Yinyang Weasel, is the strongest, most capable, and most ambitious person in the Yinyang clan for thousands of years, except for Donghuang Taiyi.

It was also after he took over the Yinyang clan that the Yinyang clan moved here.

At this time, a girl was escorted out by two old men. Her lavender soft hair was slightly curly, and her shawl fell down. However, her body was a little thin and frightening. Basically, it can be described in three words, that is skin and bones!It seems that she has suffered a lot in Yin Yang's for so many years!
However, even in the face of the next sacrifice, her deep eyes, which were somewhat sunken due to thinness, did not show any timidity.

"These beasts."

Peng Ye had already infiltrated the edge of the altar, and sealed his aura with a golden needle crossing point. Even a saint might not notice him at all. At this moment, looking at the thin purple-haired girl, he frowned unconsciously, and his palm slightly Pinch it tight.

Apart from the anger in his heart, Peng Ye was more worried about his classmates. Up to now, he hadn't seen them show up. He logically convinced them that the longevity fruit should be of great use to this sacrifice, but he never saw anyone.

Thinking of this, Peng Ye's heart became colder and colder. Could it be that they have been refined into elixirs by the Yin Yang family?Peng Ye is very clear that there is no humanity to talk about on the other side of the starry sky, and anything can happen. There have been incidents of ancient medicine refining using humans as medicinal materials!
No, Peng Ye was stunned for a moment. Live blood is more pure than dead blood. If the Yin Yang Clan really wanted them to be sacrificed, they would definitely not kill them. What is the difference between them not killing the daughter of the Ji Clan who has pure blood? There is a reason.

Pure blood, although not a divine body, is a rare kind of heavenly pure blood without any impurities, which is the main thing for performing forbidden rituals.

"Could it be that they found me?" Peng Ye frowned secretly, "I deliberately didn't bring them to show up, in order to force me to show up?"

A blood moon hung high, and soon it reached the middle of the night sky.

Dozens of sorcerers gathered at the altar, while the others retreated and were already preparing to perform the first step of the sacrifice, but Peng Ye still did not see them.

chant--!
But right now, it has to be stopped.

With a groan, Peng Ye went to the sacrificial altar and came to Ji Ruyue's side.

"Who are you!" Someone shouted immediately.

The sudden scene made everyone look shocked. There are so many of them, but they didn't notice the man in black!

"He's... that Peng Ye's man!" Someone noticed the bloody 'Ye' on the back of his black clothes and suddenly called out.

"He's not that Peng Ye's person, but the devil Peng Ye himself." At this time, a figure looked indifferent, and this person was the lingering soul who had met Peng Ye before, "This kind of ghost after falling into the devil The evil spirit, I am afraid no one else can control it, am I right?"

"Hey, old friend, long time no see." When seeing the lingering ghost, Peng Ye, who was dressed in black, was also indifferent. The collar was high, covering his nose and mouth. Eyes, everyone who looked at them felt a little cold.

"There is a way to heaven and you don't go, but there is no way to hell but you break in, but since you have come, you should stay." The tone of the ghost gradually became tougher as he spoke.

"The premise is that you can stay with me." Peng Ye was not at all stage frightened, and his tone was indifferent and calm, "However, I have no intention of leaving. Today is just a matter of counting Dao Xuanzong's grievances with you."

"Hmph, what a big tone." The corner of Yin Hun Bu Scatter's mouth curled up with scorn and disdain, and he turned his body slightly, and was about to make a move, "I don't believe you will kill Ji Ruyue."

"I really won't kill her, because I'm here to take her away." Peng Ye said without haste.

"Yin Hun, step back." At the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, the middle-aged man Yin Yang Itachi suddenly opened his mouth to stop the Yin Hun from lingering, and looked at Peng Ye with his eyes: "It can be seen that you are not a fool, and you can Killing one of our clan's great powers in front of the nine saints in Yu Palace is enough to tell."

"Really? What do you want to say." Peng Ye calmly looked at Yinyang Weasel with deep eyes.

"The case of Daoxuanzong, our Yinyang clan is also very heartbroken. There must be some misunderstanding. I can swear by the patriarch that Daoxuanzong and the group of friends you mentioned are really not the work of my Yinyang clan." Yinyang Weasel at this time Said.

(End of this chapter)