Remarried in 70s: The rough guy is a bit reckless

Anyang Town is extremely lively today. Tonight, a grand sacrifice will be held in an open space outside Anyang Town.

People from hundreds of miles around have come, and for a while there was a buzz of people and every house was bustling with activity.

At ten o'clock in the night, the master of Wangui Sect stood on the top of a mountain, looking down at the reform of Anyang Town. He was still dressed in white and his face was elegant.

The man following him was still covered in black aura, and his body was always full of black energy and full of violence.

Looking at the bustling Anyang Town, everyone basically gathered in the open space outside?

A fire was lit in the open space, and the sound of the ritual and music instruments produced by the sacrifice could still be transmitted to his ears.

"Senior brother, everything is ready!" said the man in black.

"Wait a minute!" the Ghost King said calmly. The man in black was silent and quietly waited for the Ghost King to issue an order.

As time went by, the dark clouds in the sky began to slowly disperse, and the bright moonlight illuminated the sky and the earth. However, today's moonlight seemed to be smeared with a layer of blood.

Mo Xiaofeng stood under the moonlight, and his heart began to tighten. All the righteous disciples around him also showed a sense of nervousness. Now most of the people in Wanjianmen's mansion have gone out.

The people in Tianshu Peak's circle had very few connections. Wang Qingfeng did not let a few people take risks, but let all the disciples stay in the Wanjianmen's house.

In Wanjianmen's house, there are still some elders with advanced cultivation, such as Jianyi, who is sitting here.

The person who led a group of Wanjianmen out not long ago was Lu Wuya, another elder of Wanjianmen.

The three Buddhist disciples in Mount Putuo are the three most calm people in the house.

They sat quietly in the hall, their eyes slightly closed, their expressions were calm, and they chanted Buddhist teachings lightly, without feeling any tension at all.

There are only a few disciples in Yaowang Valley, stationed in the mansion of Wanjianmen, and the leader is Li Shen who came today.

Qin Wanren had already led most of his disciples out, but among the remaining disciples was Zhao Xun.

Xuan Yizi and Chi Hao of Wuji Sect were also among them. After a few days of training, Chi Hao's injury was almost healed, and now the two of them were waiting silently.

As for the leaders of the Yuquan Sect, they have all left one after another. Only Liu Lingyue is left. The female disciples under her sect have not left either. A group of Yuquan Sect disciples are headed by Liu Lingyue.

Zhou Xiaomu was still with the Tianshu Peak disciples as before, and Zhang Zijun also stayed in the house after Wang Qingfeng's instructions.

The depressing atmosphere caused Mo Xiaofeng to sweat a little on his forehead. It had been a few hours since nightfall, but everything was still as usual. None of the righteous disciples who had gone out came back to call for help.

In the quiet house, only the sounds of excitement could be heard in the distance. Although the Demon Sect is now in Anyang Mountain, there has not been any big noise in the past few days.

Everyone in Anyang Town has been living as usual these days without realizing that this place is already full of dangers.

Just when everyone thought that the night could be spent safely, a loud noise came from outside, and then the door of the house collapsed, and two disciples of Wanjian Sect with extremely heavy hands flew backwards with blood on their hands.

The two Wanjian Sect disciples were on guard outside. Now they were covered in blood, and the two who fell to the ground were already bloody men.

Then the blood of the two people was pulled out by a force, and for a moment their blood condensed into a blood ball in the air.

At the moment when the blood balls formed, the two people seemed to be drained. Suddenly, their flesh and blood withered, forming two mummies. The fear of death condensed on their faces.

Everything happened in an instant. The blood ball formed from the blood in the air then flew to the hand of a person with an extremely fierce look. The blood ball floated on that person's hand, and there was another person following behind that person.

Mo Xiaofeng's nerves were tense to the extreme, but soon his heart was filled with endless anger. The two people who died evoked Mo Xiaofeng's most painful memories. The death of the two people was the same as that of their relatives in Qinghe Village. rut.

The two of them walked slowly into the Wanjianmen mansion, and the righteous man recognized this person immediately.

The leader was the old vampire ghost, the master of the Bloodthirsty Sect, and the man behind him, whom Mo Xiaofeng remembered deeply, was none other than Pan Sheng.

"Everyone, we haven't seen each other for a hundred years, so I'll give you this as a meeting gift!" The old vampire ghost smiled ferociously, and the blood beads on his hand suddenly rushed towards everyone.

"Be careful!" Li Shen's expression changed.

Everyone took a few steps back without realizing it. At this moment, a fairy sword from Li Shen's hand shot out of the air. In an instant, a burst of flames formed a wall of fire.

The blood beads hit the wall of fire. After two days of power stalemate, the wall of fire became a little dim, while the blood beads turned into a blood mist and were not allowed to enter.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a blood-colored Qi sword shot out from the sky, its power was like a rainbow, and it instantly broke the flames.

"Hurry and cover your breathing!" Su Xuan, who was beside Mo Xiaofeng, immediately ordered.

Mo Xiaofeng hurriedly covered his mouth with his sleeves. The blood mist had already drifted to Mo Xiaofeng's body, and the blood mist seemed to have directly eroded into his body.

In an instant, the blood all over Mo Xiaofeng's body began to boil. A feeling of nausea made Mo Xiaofeng's stomach churn, and the blood in his body seemed to be about to burst out of his body.

He quickly circulated the Dao Jingxin Sutra in his body to stabilize the surge of blood and energy in his body. Fortunately, Mo Xiaofeng used his sleeves to isolate the blood mist. If it was sucked into the body, Mo Xiaofeng didn't know what terrible things would happen. matter.

"Brother Jian, I didn't expect you to be so calm now!" A domineering voice came from the blood mist.

In the blood mist, a familiar figure walked slowly towards him, but his appearance was unclear for a while.

Jian Yi, who was sitting quietly, slowly stood up and walked in front of everyone. Jian Yi's breathing was as normal and was not affected at all by the blood mist.

"Do you have to be so mysterious when you come here?" As soon as Jian Yi raised his hand, the sword energy was like a strong wind, dispersing the thick blood mist one by one.

The blood mist dissipated, and everyone saw the Lushan face of the person who spoke. The person who came was none other than Mo Luo, and behind him were Duanhun and Jueying.

Liu Lingyue looked at Duanhun in disbelief. After more than a hundred years, she never expected that he would still be on the side of the Demon Sect. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she was still shocked.

Wang Lingjun looked at Jueying in shock. During those few days when he was trapped, Jueying came to see her every day. Although Wang Lingjun didn't see Jueying's face clearly, he remembered his figure.

Zhou Xiaomu also recognized Jueying at this time. During the battle that day, Zhou Xiaomu only vaguely saw Jueying's appearance in the blood light.

Zhou Xiaomu was shocked when he saw Jueying clearly this time, because he and Wang Lingjun had seen him when they came to Anyang Mountain.

"Senior sister, it's him!" Zhou Xiaomu asked softly.

When they first arrived at Anyang Mountain that day, the disciples were exhausted, so they went to Anyang Town for a short rest. Wang Lingjun and Zhou Xiaomu went out to eat together.

In a restaurant, I met a man who didn't pay after eating. The man was only in his teens or 20s. He looked handsome, but his temperament was slightly gloomy and his face was lifeless.

When the boss went after him to demand the account, he was immediately knocked back by the look in his eyes. However, the boss did not give up. Instead, he spoke out about the matter loudly and let everyone comment.