Chapter 525 Fighting Again

In the central area of ​​the Miao people, the dark and mysterious tall altar has been guarded by a powerful formation at this time, and the formation shield is like a golden bell covering the entire central altar.

In addition to the trapped formation, tonight's central altar has three lines of defense.

The first line of defense is the dark sentry of the Miao tribe, hidden in the woods of houses thousands of feet away from the central altar.

The second line of defense is the Eighteen Guardians headed by Miao Yi. The eighteen masters are lined up in all directions outside the trapped formation, and everyone has bright eyes and great momentum.

The third line of defense is the old man in white sitting cross-legged on the central altar. This person is the contemporary patriarch of the Miao tribe, Miao Haohai, a master of the second level of Tianwu.

The whole person is like an old monk sitting still, and becomes one with the altar under his feet. Sitting there, it is like a needle for calming the sea, making everyone calm.

With such a triple line of defense, coupled with the trapped formation, and the Miao people's mountain protection formation, looking at the entire Jingzhou, no one can shake this altar with their own strength.

Inside the altar, there are also heavy defenses. Not to mention countless hidden weapons, the nine elders alone are enough to make anyone daunted.

At this time, under the command of Miao Haoze, the Miao Clan's plan is proceeding in an orderly manner. Around that blood pool, four medicinal cauldrons were refining medicinal liquid.

After refining, all were poured into the blood pool in the center. With the entry of the liquid medicine, the color of the pool gradually turned into a dark color. The smell of blood and the murderous aura were covered up, but the entire pool was filled with a violent aura, as if a wild monster was bred in it, and it might come out at any time.

Miao Haoze looked at the pool, his cloudy eyes were full of excitement. As soon as the time comes, Shui Ling'er can be exchanged for blood and blood vessels activated, and a generation of bright moon bodies will reappear.

After the liquid medicine in the four medicinal cauldrons was poured into the pool, the disciples of the Miao nationality quickly removed the medicinal cauldrons.

"Elder, you can invite the medicine out." A middle-aged man walked up to the stands, and said respectfully to Miao Haoze.

Miao Haoze nodded, and the middle-aged man stepped back quietly. Not long after, a jade bed was slowly pushed out of a cave by four people.

On this jade bed, lay a young girl, wearing only a thin white dress, falling into a deep sleep at this moment. This person looks extremely similar to Shui Ling'er, but it's not Shui Ling'er, but Narcissus.

Miao Haoze did it himself, and sent Narcissus to the jade bed suspended above the pool. Miao Haoze pointed at the sword and pointed it at the jade bed, and the jade bed emitted a blood-red light, and countless patterns emerged. Those formations quickly condensed into small tubes, thirty-three in total, inserted into Narcissus' skin.

"ah……"

Those tubes were like long needles, piercing the skin directly and inserting into the blood vessels. One can imagine how painful it was. Narcissus cried out in pain a few times, but she didn't wake up.

The people of the Miao nationality watched in numbness, no one felt sorry for the pain Naixian'er suffered.

After all the tubes were inserted into Narcissus' body, Miao Haoze activated the trapping formation on the jade bed, and a pattern shield appeared, covering Narcissus'er inside, and then Miao Haoze flew back to the stand.

In the other direction, Shui Ling'er bathed and changed her clothes, and walked in slowly under the service of four maids, with an expressionless face, like a wooden carving.

Looking at the Narcissus on the jade bed, there is a deep sense of unbearable in his eyes, but more of helplessness.

Outside the altar, Han Yu couldn't help being surprised when he saw the battle of the Miao people.

"Is tonight's action related to that plan?" Han Yu felt a little uneasy.

Han Yu's thoughts turned all over, and he directly shot out the power of the soul, startling Miao Yi, and then retreated decisively. After Miao Yi found out that it was Han Yu, he couldn't help but change his face slightly, and told Miao Haohai, and then quietly chased Han Yu.

Seeing that only Miaoyi was chasing after him, Han Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

The two rushed out of the Miao Clan one after the other, and when they got outside the Miao Clan, Miao Yi hesitated for a while, and finally stopped. Although beheading Han Yu is an important matter, it is crucial to guard the altar now.

"Miao Yi!" Han Yu also stopped and turned around.

"Han Yu, I didn't expect you to be alive." Miaoyi said gloomyly. Xindao Han Yu's life is really hard, he can still survive after falling into the Dark Dragon Cave. What surprised Miaoyi even more was that at this time Han Yu had cultivated four curse rings and seven curses, and his level in the way of Qi Tianshi had surpassed him.

"Is it disappointing for you? Young Master's life is very tough!" Han Yu said.

"No matter how hard your life is, if you come here today, you are looking for death!" After Miao Yi finished speaking, she rushed towards Han Yu. Immediately, the strength of the Earth Martial Seventh Layer exploded completely, obviously wanting a quick victory.

To Miaoyi's surprise, instead of running away, Han Yu took the initiative to kill him.

Han Yu's breath rushed towards Miaoyi like a flood.

"Fourth level of earth and martial arts?" Miaoyi didn't expect that Han Yu's level of Qi Tianshi continued to increase sharply, and his strength also increased a lot. The feeling in his heart at this moment was even more shocking than Miaojun's before.

Han Yu didn't answer, and shot with the Dragon Slaughter Spear, entwined with a black dragon, intertwined with sacred aura and killing intent, it was extremely terrifying.

"Eighth-level martial arts?" Miao Yi's heart was beating wildly, and everything Han Yu showed made him feel like a dream.

"Luo Yundun!"

Miaoyi made a seal with both hands, and a huge shield appeared in front of him. This shield looked like it was made of clouds, and it seemed vulnerable.

"Boom!"

The Dragon Slaughtering Spear hit Luo Yundun heavily. To Han Yu's surprise, Luo Yundun was perfectly fine and resisted the attack of the eighth-level martial arts.

"Drink!"

Han Yu shouted loudly, and the vitality in his body was poured into the Dragon Killing Spear continuously. The white Dragon Breathed out Dragon Qi, which wrapped around the barrel of the gun. The power of the first-order martial arts has increased to the level of the ninth-order martial arts.

"Ninth-level martial skill? A martial skill that can change its power?" Miao Yi's eyes widened. He had never seen a ninth-level martial skill in his life, and it was even more unheard of for a martial skill that would increase in level during a battle.

Whether it is the sacred aura or the chilling meaning of killing gods, the dragon gun of the ninth-level martial skill level has become like a vast ocean. Under this aura, Miaoyi felt a feeling of suffocation. Hastily urged Qi Tianjia to prop up the pattern shield.

"boom!"

Luo Yundun exploded, and the Dragon Slaughtering Spear hit Miaoyi's formation shield heavily with the momentum of hitting Huanglong directly.