Chapter 452: Altar

The news brought by Qu Ao is like a spring rain for Qin Lan!
Let him accept an unprecedented baptism.
From the analysis of Qu Ai's memory, there are indeed some ancient ancestral gates far beyond the secular martial arts.
Among these people, there are many late masters, and there may even be gods and martial arts.
Although it is still far from hell, the real comprehension of the heavens, it is by no means what Qin Qin can look up to now.
Qin Yan milled, once the Yan family was destroyed, they went to Kunlun and entered the ancient ancestral gate to find a way to get the Sanjie stone!
Once the Three Stones are in hand, it is very promising to go to and from Hell and even to Heaven.
He does not worry that Kunlun people will break the Three Stones!
To know that his strength in the 18th floor of Hell, a few can be compared to the shoulders of the ghost king, in order to open the three boundaries, with the Kunlun people, I am afraid that it is far from qualified.
"I, who am I?"
"Where am I?"
Lost the memory of the arrogant, looked around, screaming like a madman with his hair.
"Quo swearing thieves, you have hurt our black seedlings."
"The people of the black seedlings will use this evil thief to worship the sky for my Miao people today!"
Gu Ming’s old tears mean that the sky is sobbing.
"Sage, can you hand this thief to my Miao?"
Gu Ming asked how to gnash his teeth.
Qin Hao waved his hand!
Gu Ming was overjoyed, and he sang the song to the middle of the altar. He hated: "The song is arrogant and poisonous, my Miao people are bloody, and sin must die!"
Talk, pull the knife and squat on the neck of Qu Ao.
Suddenly, the blood flies, and Gu Ming grabs the head and screams, and the Miao people also shout at the same time.
Feng Linger was officially elected as the two seedlings of the Virgin, and the two veins were like one family, ending the millennium battle.
Qin Yu had no interest in the Miao people's handling of the two veins, but only in the valley.
Three days later, the altar opened.
That night!
The moon is empty and the stream is back!
Among the mountains, the wind and the wind burst, countless ghosts, mountains and lions, and rushed into the altar to see the secret of the bottomless!
Qin Hao held the floor and held the door!
The ghost is handsome, and the purple light is shining!
When the husband is off, the ghosts are incomprehensible!
Feng Linger is in black, long hair flutters in the yin wind, looks solemn, cold if the orchids!
"In my blood, the name of the ancestors, open the ancestor altar, I wish the ancestors and martyrdom, and bless my Miaomai people!"
"Also protect me...the saints!"
Feng Linger looked at Qin Hao, a smile!
Qin Xiao smiled and nodded.
Feng Linger slowly walked to the edge of the altar in the middle of the altar, with a witch knife covered with green rust, forcefully cut on the wrist!
Blood suddenly rushes into the slot!
Great earthquake at the altar!
The blood of the trough is steep, and there are countless ancient and complicated Miao mantras that are flashing like numb!
Suddenly, they gathered into a bright moon that rushed into the sky.
The original white moonlight, when the blood is very red, reflects a refracting radiance, and squats on the high cliff of the mountain.
But listen to the bang!
There is a sudden opening on the cliff!
The frenzied yin and the gloomy sighing out of the hole, the whole valley was full of red goose feathers.
"How could this be?"
Qin Yan brows a sink.
To know that the ancestral witch three seedlings are the inheritance of the son-in-law, there will never be such a horrible sign!
Rumble, the whole mountain trembled fiercely, like something, to emerge from it.
Seal the altar!
Qin Hao shouted.
At the same time, he was like a sharp arrow, lightning-like plunging to the high cliff.
Just a few ups and downs, they flew into the cave through the vine, and there was no trace.
"Witch mother, how can this be good, Qin Hao..."
No one expected that the opening of the altar was a strange phenomenon, and Feng Ling’s time was also a mess.
"According to what he said, immediately seal the altar!"
Witch's wife.
"But an altar, Qin Lan will not come out!"
Feng Linger’s tears burst out and the heart hurts.
"The saint, this is the devil, if the saint can't spend this robbery, my Miao people can't escape!"
"Bing the altar!"
The witch took hold of the hand of the saint and urged her.
Feng Linger looked at the two Miao people who were trembled under the battle. After all, they still used blood to curse and sealed the altar again.
The altar was printed, the moon was retreating, and the hole on the cliff was closed.
Qin Lan plunged into the cave!
Inside, like a volcanic cave, the red-colored mans with flickering, a strong haze of wind, like a knife, icy.
Qin Hao pulled out the ground and held it in the palm of his hand, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
Is a familiar magic!
I want to come here. Miaozu’s old seal was here. It lasted for a thousand years, and there is still such a strong atmosphere. I hope that when I was born, I was also the number one!
"I said that a single family holds a treasure map, but never dare to step into the valley. I want to come to Shandongye to know that this is a land of magic."
"If you can win the magic house today, you must be a big increase. If it is God, help me!"
When Qin Hao was overjoyed, he greeted the evil wind and accelerated his journey to the depths of the blood hole.
Whizzing!
Numerous huge bats were fangs and claws, and they came out in a dense manner. They were broken by the infuriating body and turned into blood rain.
Haha!
Haha!
When Qin Qin was galloping, the truth was in the middle of laughter, and at the same time, the gods were scattered.
Roar!
There was a sullen roar in the cave, apparently dissatisfied with Qin Zhen’s provocation to him.
Along the sound, Qin Lan walked through the 3,800-hole cave and circled most of the mountains and rivers!
Due to the intensive gas, it is full of strange evils!
These evil fruits ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yin Yuan is full, suffocating, suffocating extremely heavy, often taking food, must be enchanted.
But for Qin Lan, it is a rare genius treasure.
Because of the nine turns he has cultivated, he walks in the haze!
Hey!
A river flows up the river and emerges from the bottom of the earth, eventually gathering in a huge altar of seals.
There are several gullies around the altar, and the water has been filled with the water at the moment.
In the middle of the blood pool, at this moment is more than a huge wave!
"Hey!"
"People, is the breath of people, for thousands of years, I finally saw people again!"
In the blood pool, strange noises began to appear, followed by a surface, and the body slowly penetrated into the sticky plasma.
Qin Lan fell on the edge of the blood pool, looking back.
The man slowly turned out his body shape, shaking his blood, but it was a handsome, elegant showman.
"Who are you?"
Xiu Shi asked.
"The one who won your magic house."
Qin Hao said indifferently.
"Isn't it a small tone?"
"Although I was sealed for 1,368 years, I only have the last remaining soul of the magic house, but it is not a bully in your district."
Xiu Shisen laughed coldly and suddenly became bloody.
"Yes? Tell me, what is your skill during your heyday?"
Qin Xiao smiled.
"I am the seventeenth generation of the celestial sects of the East, the white lord, the gods and sacred sages, once a knife cut off, hundreds of miles away, the cold sounds of life, in the thousands of military horses, you can ride freely, the sword flies!"
"Boy, what?"
The oriental white figure rises a few feet and proudly asks.
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