ice lady

Chapter 934
The sacrificial ceremony began soon, and the atmosphere at the venue became very strange for a while.

The sound of the ringing bell continued to spread, and the piercing sound made Bingqian frown involuntarily.

The priest sat cross-legged on the stage, surrounded by one, two, three, four, five, six little sorcerers, one sowing rain and dew, one ringing a bell to shake the soul, one wielding a mahogany sword, and the other chanting a mantra that seemed to be awesome...

Bingqian's brows twitched, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt cheated. The battle seemed huge, but it was useless.

The so-called rain dew is the water after the water of the spirit of the sky has been diluted.

The bell is not a magical weapon, it is just an ordinary bell that disturbs people's tranquility.

The mahogany sword is also very low-end, the same one that Amin used when fighting her.

A seemingly awesome spell... Is it a spell to eat grapes without spitting out the grape skin?At any rate, we should also read Tian Lingling and Di Lingling.

The other two simply held weird flags aside, and they had no technical content than playing soy sauce.

Bing Qian's eyebrows jumped, anyway, the priest is also a master, is it really good to make such a lot of deceitful people?
The six people walked around the stage, and the people in the audience were still watching enthusiastically, and Bing Qian yawned out of boredom.

Suddenly, spiritual power swarmed over, enveloping the priest.

I saw the priest rising slowly under the eyes of everyone, surrounded by a strange force, directly lifted him who was sitting cross-legged, and rose into the air.

"Wow! The Priest is so strong!" Yu Tangtang's eyes were full of little stars, and she looked at the Priest adoringly.

"It's because I have strong control, and I can do it too." Bing Qian curled her lips. Others might not be able to see it, but she could definitely see it.

Spiritual power is a major factor in controlling spiritual power. The priest has a very strong mental power, which she knows even with her eyes closed.

Yu Tangtang didn't pay attention, but looked at the priest on the stage with even more admiration.

Just when Bingqian was bored and sleepy, his ears twitched slightly, and someone couldn't bear it and wanted to shoot.

Amin immediately appeared behind Yutangtang, like a loyal guardian, no different from when he was fighting Bingqian, the only difference was that he was holding a sword in his arms.

The sword was not out of its sheath, but an extraordinary aura could be felt. There was only a little bit of cold killing intent, but Bingqian also noticed it.

"It seems that your lord is really prepared." Bing Qian said as if talking to herself, but her eyes stopped on the priests on the left and right floors who were besieged.

The noisy voices around covered up Bingqian's words, Yutangtang didn't hear it, but Amin heard it clearly.

"..." Amin didn't speak, but stood beside Yutangtang quietly, to prevent accidents from happening.

Bing Qian's ears twitched lightly, only listening to the killers around the outside.

But just for a moment, she found that something seemed to have changed around her, the sound of the bell on the stage became slow, and she seemed to have fallen into another world.

'Master, this is the power of time!He controls time. 'Bixie's voice came into her head.

Bing Qian raised her head and stared at the priest on the stage, her mental power continued to dissipate.

At this moment, it seems that the speed of these killers has become very slow, very slow, just like the slow motion in the movie, and their actions can be felt completely.

Every word in the crowd is very slow, enough time to hear their conversations, and even see a few people pinching their noses and a few others sneezing.

Yu Tangtang on the side was still having a carnival, jumping up and down, as if the picture was frozen at a certain moment.

Lord Priest opened his eyes in an instant, his eyes were not locked on any killer, but on Bing Qian.

"Look at it." The priest uttered his red lips lightly, and then quickly sealed with his hands.

Before Bing Qian could recover, her eyes were fixed on the slender hands of the priest.

Dazzling imprints, one after another, she didn't know what kind of imprints they were, but when she looked at the priest again, she still couldn't control her heart.

At this moment, she just felt that this mysterious man would not harm her, just like an illusion.

Bingqian firmly wrote down the imprint of the sacrifice, and even couldn't help making a seal to try the effect of the imprint, but Amin behind her stopped it.

"Look clearly." A Min said lightly, and then his eyes fell on Yu Tangtang beside him.

"What do you mean?" Bingqian suddenly felt a little awake, and immediately turned cold.

Who are they?Why did I involuntarily believe in a stranger at that moment?

If some trick was used, or a technique she had never heard of, wouldn't she be dead? !

"..." The one who answered Bingqian was still Amin's silence, he refused to answer any questions of Bingqian, so as not to be tricked by Bingqian.

Bingqian couldn't get an answer from Amin, but she didn't dare to look at the priest, because she was afraid of falling into a defenseless moment again.

But there was a force surrounding her, forcefully forcing her to look up at the situation on the stage.

The sound of the bell in the ear became more and more slow, even though it was only a few feet away, it still felt out of reach, as if it would never be reached.

She was controlled to only look at the priest, and slowly she finally knew the purpose of this mysterious priest.

He was teaching her to manipulate some kind of power, but Bingqian didn't know what power it was until now.

Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar force emerged from his palm.

dark!

Darkness quickly enveloped the surroundings, and only a few candles could be vaguely seen flickering.

A tiny spot of light drilled out from his palm, like flying, and landed on the advancing Blood Moon Palace killer, only to see that person disappeared bit by bit, like a pile of data being shattered .

Bing Qian looked around, but couldn't find any trace of that person, as if this person had never appeared before.

The priest withdrew his power, and the darkness was torn apart by the moonlight, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

He still sat cross-legged in the same place, without moving a muscle.

He looked at Bingqian meaningfully, but he didn't know whether he was looking at Bingqian or Amin behind Bingqian.

At that moment, time began to flow again, and the noisy voice sounded again, as if returning to reality, and the bell beside the ear was still so irritated.

The killer of the Blood Moon Palace didn't seem to notice the loss of a companion, and continued to attack the priest.

"Ah! The people from Blood Moon Palace are here! Help!" There was an endless stream of shouts from around, and many people rushed to the stage to fight for their priest.

Huo Ling'er and the others also came out of the dark to join the battle.

There were only three people here, motionless, as if they were in a completely different world from the others, and there was no intention of joining them.

(End of this chapter)