The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Cen Baihe had never seen such a weird and terrifying picture. The mountain wind roared like a beast king, and he even felt the ground under his feet shaking.

The moon gradually revealed a bright face from the clouds, and sprinkled a layer of silver ash on the earth. The night scene that should have been quiet and beautiful was destroyed by the sudden roar of tigers. Cen Baihe looked up in astonishment, and saw where they were, a huge white tiger appeared, but his whole body was locked by a huge red chain, and he could only lie on the ground in a humble manner.

As the moonlight became brighter and brighter, the chain on the white tiger's body became tighter and tighter. Finally, it was embedded in the white tiger's body. The white tiger instantly exposed its white bones. The white bones were about to be corroded, and they continued to breathe black air. What worries Cen Baihe most is that the tiger's wide open mouth is facing Qi Yan, and he is worried that this tiger will open his mouth and swallow the money.

"Don't look, don't listen, don't think..."

Suddenly remembering this sentence, Cen Baihe took a deep look in the direction where Qi Yan was and closed his eyes.

"Sure enough, these people are still here," an elegant man in a black tunic suit with gray hair and beard put down the telescope in his hand and turned around to follow the two people behind him. "These so-called masters all day long benevolence, righteousness and morality, in order to be irrelevant. It’s ridiculous that people who are willing to die."

"Benevolence, justice and morality can be eaten?" He took a cigarette from the person behind him, took a sip, and flicked the ashes from the cigarette butt. "Since they are willing to die as martyrdom, then we should fulfill them and start the battle!"

"Roar!"

Countless sharp blades suddenly appeared on the originally restrained white tiger. These sharp blades penetrated the white tiger's body, making the white tiger's figure lighter and weaker, and almost only a ghost remained.

"Defensive formation!" Xu Dao long whisked away, and the spiritual power on his body was continuously input into the formation. In just a few minutes, his original ruddy face became pale, but at this juncture, no one Dare to slack off, as long as one of them stops, then the remaining eight people will not end up well.

The world of Xuanju usually fights for Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, but at this juncture, no one will talk about their own sect.

"The sacrificial formation has moved!" Shen Daochang noticed the loss of spiritual power in her body. She couldn't help but look up at the sky. The round edge of the moon actually brought a trace of blood red with a murderous look.

"Hold!" Xu Daochang bit his finger, using blood as a sign, abruptly helping Shen Daochang stop an attack, "Junior sister, close your eyes!"

Shen Daochang saw his senior brother's pale face, gritted his teeth, took off the wooden hairpin from the bun, and inserted it into one of the eyes in front of him. This wooden hairpin was hand-carved by a famous master one hundred years ago. It is a very powerful magic weapon, and she has to use it now.

Shen Daochang and Xu Daochang have fought their lives here, and Abbot Yun is not easy on that side. The beads on his wrist have been torn off by him. The beads just lined up in a circle, surrounding the eyes he was guarding. .

The three of them are the strongest cultivation base among the nine. This juncture is so hard, not to mention that the other five are clenching their teeth and insisting. The nostrils and corners of the mouth of the two masters are bleeding, and they have not stopped the aura transmission.

Bai Hu was still wailing and struggling, but it didn't turn into nothingness in the end. For Qi Yan and others, it was already a blessing.

Qi Yan’s face should be the best among the nine, and the input of aura is also more. If you have the energy to look at Qi Yan now, you will find countless moonlights falling on Qi Yan, just like for him. I have passed through a layer of light, providing him with a steady stream of aura.

"Please Xuanwu, Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon!" Qi Yan bit his finger and quickly drew a magic rune on Yu Ruyi with his blood. "Today a disciple asks for the trio of beasts to help the white tiger!"

In an instant, the thick clouds in the sky disappeared, and three phantoms suddenly appeared in three nearby directions, a phoenix, a dragon, and a tortoise.

Sandao Xuying arrived in front of the Suohu Formation in the blink of an eye, and stood in the direction where Qi Yan was.

"Please God!" The black-clothed old man on the other side of the mountain almost screamed out of surprise, "How could it be possible!"

Apart from the dense population, this Wangxiang town has nothing special at all. The main reason they chose this place is that these mountains are the most suitable for setting up a tiger formation. Even if someone wants to solve the formation, there is no external force from nature to borrow.

How could there be mountain spirits in a mountain like this, and it turned into four great beasts at the heart of the gods.

No, that's not right!

They set up the lock tiger formation, which is equivalent to borrowing the anger of the human beings in this city to give birth to the white tiger. Then, what did these nine warlocks rely on to give birth to the other three great beasts? This is impossible, how could such a powerful warlock exist?

"Tianshi..."

"Don't be nervous," the black-clothed old man barely suppressed his shock. "Even if they force the mountain to become a spirit, it is useless. No one can take away the sacrifices given to heaven. They want to save these people. There is no other way to change sacrifices."

The phantoms of Suzaku, Qinglong, and Xuanwu didn’t seem to be powerful, but when they looked up and screamed, the whole mountain seemed to be quiet. It became dim a little bit and moved out of Bai Hu's body.

But this was only temporary. Before the White Tiger had time to escape from under the chains, the Jitian Formation issued a powerful red light, surrounding the four sacred beasts and the master in a **** color.

Cen Baihe seemed to hear the woman's singing, and soon the woman's singing turned into a child's cry. The child cried with a hoarse voice, as if he was abandoned in the world, but he always remembered Qi Yan firmly. If you do, don’t watch, listen, don’t want to.

"Wow..." The child's voice surrounded his ears, and gradually the child's crying weakened, as if lazily footsteps came.

"Wow..."

"It turned out to be a child."

"In such a cold day, I didn't even freeze to death. Your child is a miracle. Why don't you have a surname from now on."

strange……

Qi? !

Cen Baihe's heart was shocked, he couldn't help but opened his eyes, and saw a child with a round face squatting in front of him in the hazy blood mist. There was a layer of mist in his big eyes, as if he had been wronged.

"Baihe..." He stretched out his white and tender arm, with a deep and long wound on his arm, "I feel so painful, you help me blow."

He was supposed to be an extremely cute child, but the tears in his eyes turned into gorgeous blood beads, and after falling to his cheeks, the cuteness became eerie and terrifying.

Cen Baihe opened his mouth, "Money..." Suddenly he woke up. This was not when Qian Qian was a child, Qian Qian was still in formation! Seeing the crying child in front of him, Cen Baihe couldn't bear to hurt him, but he didn't want to cause trouble for money, so he closed his eyes again.

As time passed by one minute and one second, time has gradually approached zero, the moon in the sky has almost all turned red, the four mythical beasts are getting weaker and weaker, and the phantoms are shaky in the wind, as if they will disappear as long as you breathe more. not see.

Qi Yan felt that he had never been so tired before, and his whole body seemed to be drained by this formation. Subconsciously, he tightly held Yu Ruyi in his hand, constantly accumulating aura in his body, and continuously inputting it into the formation.

After excessive use of spiritual power, his eyes have become blood-red, almost invisible, the only thing that can be felt is the cold and pain when the evil spirit is swept across his body.

"Xiao Yan, remember one sentence, even if you fall under the cliff, as long as you can grab a straw, you can't let go. Maybe this straw can save your life."

"No one can calculate the heavens. God has eyes."

"Fear is shameless, but ignorance is the most terrible."

"When the eyes cannot see, when the ears cannot hear, you still have a heart."

At this time, Qi Yan still thought about it. When did the old man tell him so in depth, why didn't he have any impression before? What the old man likes to say most often, isn't it because he is alive and can eat everything, but he can't suffer? !

"Whoever makes you suffer, you let him kneel down!"

Huh! Qi Yan opened his eyes and looked at the blood mist around him. He stretched out his hand to hold Yu Ruyi and stroked hard in the blood mist. The blood mist broke through a hole, revealing the talisman formation in the middle.

"First there is the heaven and the earth, then there are people. People respect the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth return it with food. There is no fear if you have awe in your heart."

What Qi Yan didn't tell these masters was that Jiuding Qiankun Town wanted to mobilize all of it, and there was one final step. There was the painter who poured his blood on the tripod and borrowed the aura of all things to make the formation.

Slashing ten fingers, marking the blood marks on the foreheads of the eight masters, Qi Yan walked to Jangxin and sat down, then broke the jade pendant hanging on his chest, using the sharp edges of the jade pendant to cut open abruptly. The flesh on my wrist poured blood into my heart.

As the blood poured in a little bit, Qi Yan's face became whiter and paler, almost shiny.

"Om!"

The entire Wangxiang Town was plunged into darkness.

"Team Zhao!" Gao Ronghua turned on the flashlight with an ugly expression, and found that even the flashlight had insufficient power, and after two flashes, it could no longer emit light. In the darkness, Gao Ronghua sat in the car and took a deep breath, "Can the surveillance system see anything?"

"The magnetic field is disordered, you can't see anything, even the satellite monitoring is invalid for this piece."

"You said... Master Qi will succeed?"

"I don't know." Zhao Zhicheng's voice was hoarse, and he pressed the lighter twice. The lighter was broken. He could only take out a box of damp matches, shook his hands and lit a cigarette. He has quit smoking for many years, but at this moment, only cigarettes can calm his heart a little bit.

"Bohe, my hand hurts so much, you give me a blow."

"You blow me up."

Click! Click!

The child stretched his hand to Cen Baihe's mouth, and a drop of blood splashed on him.

Blood is warm.

Cen Baihe opened his eyes and saw that the child in front of him was only a vague shadow, only the blood on his arms stinged his eyes.

I don't believe in my eyes or ears, but I should believe in my heart.

When the child's figure was getting faint and almost disappearing, Cen Baihe reached out and grabbed his bleeding arm.

At this moment, he felt warm and sticky in his hands.