The sudden drop in the formation made the man in black feel terrified.

A strong man who can influence the surrounding temperature by relying on his own emotions is much higher than him.

The cold feeling only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. The mysterious man in red stood up and looked up at the rolling yellow sand in the sky. After half a day of service, he said in a warning tone:

"Xiao Yu's cultivation has broken through to the celestial immortal. If you don't want to die, you might as well leave here as soon as possible and hide in the deep mountains in hiding your name. In this way, you will not follow the old path of Guiyin Sect back then."

The words of the mysterious man in red made the face of the man in black instantly exciting.

"Impossible. How many years have he practiced? How could he break through to the celestial immortal?

Do you think I don’t walk around much and want to deliberately lie to me?”

When he heard Xiao Yu break through to the celestial immortal, the first thought of the man in black was that he didn't believe it. After all, Xiao Yu was too young and broke through to the celestial immortal at less than fifty years old, which was not in the Xuanmen at all.

Hearing the slightly terrified words of the man in black, the mysterious man in red looked down at the other party, and then a contemptuous laughter came from the other party.

"Gaga, why, are you scared?

If you are afraid, it is still time to stop, so as not to be killed again.

It seems that the Zheyu Sect, which is at its peak, is not as powerful as others say, which really disappoints me."

After saying that, the mysterious man in red shook his head, and then turned around and left.

Seeing this, the man in black looked solemn, and then he took a long breath.

"Since Xiao Yu has broken through to the celestial immortal, aren't you afraid?

Although you are stronger than us, you have not yet cultivated to the realm of celestial immortals, right?”

After the man in black said that, he sat cross-legged again, waved his hand and a table appeared on the ground, and then a wine pot appeared.

"Since you are here to find me, I guess you should have a solution, right?

Although I am not very strong, I have the backstage of Zheyu Sect, and all of them have an irreconcilable hatred with Xiao Yu.

Although you are very strong, you are here to come to me. I guess you are planning to rely on my Zheyu Sect's disciples?

Since we are here, we might as well say it out loud, we can discuss it with each other."

The man in black poured out two glasses of wine and became calmer.

The man in black said that the man in red turned around again. He looked at the man in black and smiled.

"Okay, a little courageous, didn't disappoint me. Since that's the case, I won't disappoint you either."

After the man in red said that, a red light flew out of his hand and fell on the table in front of the man in black. It was a wrinkled animal skin.

"Look, maybe you'll be interested."

The underground space under the yellow sand was completely quiet. The man in black held the animal skin, his brows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched, and his heart began to struggle violently.

Thousands of miles away from the quicksand land, there is a low mountain range.

All the mountains are made of huge rocks. Under the cutting of countless years of strong winds, the mountains are as smooth as mirrors, and there are no plants or birds and beasts on them to survive.

In the past, there were few people here, and no one dared to come here.

Because not only are the conditions here harsh and harsh, but there is also a very toxic scorpion living in it.

The poisonous scorpions hidden in the desert are exactly the same color as the yellow sand. As long as someone approaches, they will appear in groups, making it hard to guard against.

But in the past two years, this place has been particularly lively.

Because someone built an altar on a mountain called the Temple of Heaven.

I heard that making wishes on the edge of the altar is very effective, and there is water in the altar. Those who are sincere can see their own life and blessings.

Therefore, the herdsmen living by the desert often come here in groups to pray for blessings.

Below the mountains, there are crowds of camel caravans gather here, making it like a market and looks very lively.

To have such a grand scene, we have to start from the moment the altar is built.

In the past, yellow sand covered the sky, and birds and beasts were hard to survive, so herders did not dare to stay here for a long time.

But since the altar was built, the strong wind here has subsided, and even the poisonous scorpion in the desert has disappeared without a trace.

So this place has not only become a place for praying for blessings, but also a safe haven for herders to rest temporarily.

To pray for blessings, you need to go up the mountain. The cost of praying is very low, that is, the blessing person needs to cut off his hair at the entrance to the mountain and take it up the mountain and throw it into the altar.

The one-wire silk method is of no value to ordinary people, and it is worthless compared to his own camels.

So there are endless people coming here, and no one knows who built the altar of blessing and why.

It was peaceful during the day, but at night, it became a dead place.

Mortals and people don’t know anything about here, but the Taoists of Xuanmen have always heard of it.

Because that altar is not a place of blessing, but an altar that collects souls from all directions.

The outbreak of war was heavy casualties, and countless refugees at home were entrenched on the border, and sometimes starved to death and illness often occurred, so the soul became a lonely ghost.

There are five people in charge of this altar. They are all powerful evil Taoists, with mysterious whereabouts and outsiders do not know their true identities.

When it was dark, the altar fell into death silence, and the dark clouds in the sky covered the moon, like a storm coming.

At this moment, four men in black appeared on the altar on the top of the mountain.

They began to circle around the altar, and a vague spell came out from their mouths.

As they whispered softly, the thunder clouds above the altar began to roll, and the well water in the altar also began to rotate.

As the well water rotated, the hair thrown into it by the herdsmen began to float.

Then, the men in black surrounded by the altar each took out a cloth bag and quickly sucked the hair into it.

Each of the hairs is different in color and looks messy, but in the eyes of the Taoist Taoist of Xuanmen, they can become powerful weapons for killing people.

"Why are there so little hair today? It seems that we need to make some noise and let more people come, otherwise the soul we collect may not meet the standard of transfer."

A man in black frowned as he looked at the hair in the cloth bag, and was a little displeased.

"Recently, there are more and more Taoists on the border. If there is too much noise, I'm afraid they will follow you.

There are probably hundreds of thousands of refugees on the border. Why don’t we go secretly spread a plague? Isn’t the soul easy to capture?"

A man in black next to him whispered.

"Although spreading the plague can work quickly, our whereabouts may be exposed.

I heard that the authentic Xuanmen sects headed by Shushan are coming here. I think it is better to be low-key. If they are targeted, the souls we have will probably be sent to the underworld."

After a word came, the man in black quickly patted the altar lightly, and the originally quiet altar water rolled up instantly.

Suddenly, a red light shone in the altar, as if some treasure was about to be born, and even if it was a thousand meters apart, it could be clearly seen.

The red light only appeared for a moment and turned into nothingness again.

"Soul-Summoning Banner..."

The man in black waved his hand and flew out with a large banner, landing on the edge of the altar, fluttering in the wind.
Chapter completed!