On the Mountain of the Gods, the Lord of the Temple looked at the calm sky with his eyes, and his face became more and more ugly.

Ten seconds had passed, but there was no sound, no movement.

"This ......" a look of despair on everyone's faces.

"Does this mean that those forces were all shocked by Mo Fan?"

"It can't be. ”

That's the most powerful force in the world, and you can't miss such a great opportunity.

"You treacherous people, you wait. The temple master scolded.

The others looked ugly, but they didn't say anything.

Mo Fan felt the aura around him disappear, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

His gaze swept over Qinglong and the others, and finally landed on the hall master of the temple.

"What other cards do you have to take out?"

"Mo Fan, kill me, the angels will never let you go!" said the hall master angrily.

"Oh, I'll wait, you can die!" Mo Fan's hand shook, and the body of the temple master directly cracked.

The Lord of the Temple is dead!

The blood flew into Mo Fan's hand like a thread, forming a golden ball in Mo Fan's hand.

Mo Fan glanced at the golden ball and pursed his lips slightly.

There was too little angelic blood in the main body of the temple, even less than he thought.

However, he stretched out his large hand not far away.

The body of the prince of the Dark Church, Kamon, immediately floated up and floated towards Mo Fan's hands.

"Prince of the Dark Church, you too can die. ”

"Mo Fan, if you dare to kill me, my master will not let you go. Carmon snorted.

Mo Fan glanced at Carmon's body and was quickly relieved.

He was also curious before, how could Kamon be so weak because he obviously had the bloodline of the Dark Demon Emperor clan in his body.

The Dark Imperial Clan is a very high existence in the Demon Clan, and only the Angel King can be compared to the Dark Imperial Clan in the Angel Clan, even if it is only a little bloodline, it should not be weaker than the Lord of the Temple, it turns out that it is just the power of grafting.

"I will accept this bit of royal blood that your master grafted on you, let your master come to me. Mo Fan said lightly, without the slightest hint of worry on his face.

Death to the Son of God in the Dark Church!

He didn't know who the owner behind Carmon was, but he wanted to come.

As soon as he exerted a force on his hand, Carmon had no room to resist, and it exploded directly, leaving only a drop of black-gold blood suspended in his hand.

"That's enough!"

He threw the white-gold blood and black-gold blood in his hands in the air, and carved them in the air, just like a person writing on two blackboards with a pen in each hand, and ancient talismans appeared from his fingertips.

It didn't take long for the talisman to form a complete circle.

"The door of sacrifice, open it for me!" Mo Fan snorted softly.

An ancient dark red revolving light door appeared around him, and as soon as the revolving door turned, the huge red magic array lit up with red light again, and a pillar of red light the thickness of a water tank shot out from the red sky.

"Click!" the sound of thunder and lightning suddenly sounded from the sky, and the clouds were thick, as if before a storm.

At the end of the pillar of light, a revolving stone door similar to Mo Fan's body, but a real revolving stone door, appeared in the clouds.

The two revolving doors met, and the largest red magic circle and the other small magic circles began to rotate as if they were a huge machine.

Under the effect of the ceremony, Qinglong and the others' bodies suddenly tightened, and red light floated in from them like snowflakes, more and less, fast and slow, drifting towards the sky.

For a while, whether it was Qinglong and the others, or the priests who stayed on the Mountain of the Gods in the temple, their faces were all extremely pale.

"Run!" someone roared.

Mo Fan's sacrifice has already begun, and if he doesn't escape, he can only become a sacrifice, even if he is burned to death by the fire rain on the edge, it is better than sacrifice and death.

However, as soon as they were about to lift their feet to leave, they found that the red magic array under their feet was like a swamp, their feet were not raised, but their bodies sank into it a lot, and the more they struggled, the more their bodies sank, and the blood-colored snowflakes on their bodies floated out much faster.

In just a moment, half of the body of several people was submerged in it.

"Mo Fan, let me go, let me Oda Shintoku do whatever I want, I was deceived by Qiandaizi. Oda Shintoku shouted with regret.

Knowing this, he would never provoke Mo Fan.

"I remember you said that you want me to kneel down for you, otherwise you will destroy my Mo family?" Mo Fan glanced at Oda Shinde with a cold face.

"This ......" Oda Shintoku's face was extremely ugly, and he was as shrewd as he didn't know what to say.

"I remember I said that whoever comes to make enemies of my Mo family will be like Mount Fuji, so you should die now. Mo Fan pointed his finger at Oda Shintoku.

"Poof!" just a finger, Oda Shintoku's body seemed to have been split by someone, and the body was split in half from the middle, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, extremely bloody.

From beginning to end, Mo Fan's brows did not furrow.

"Does anyone else think he can leave?" Mo Fan asked with a flash in his eyes.

"Mo Fan, my Qinggang has been inherited for so many years, it is not as simple as you think. Qinglong said with a calm face.

"I advise you to ......," Great Elder Tang Aokun followed.

"Oh. Without waiting for Tang Aokun to finish speaking, Mo Fan's fingers flicked again, and 9 red lights flew out.

Not only did these red lights fly towards Xiang Qinglong and the remaining four elders, but the Thorn God, Wu Taiyin, Ye Wuya and the others were also taken care of by a red light, and they were not given room to speak at all.

He has offended all the angels, how can he be afraid of the strength behind these people?

If so, come along.

"Mo Fan, ...... you" Wu Taiyin and the others' faces changed drastically, and a shadow of death enveloped their hearts.

"What should I do?"

Seeing that the red light was about to shoot at the center of Qiandaizi's eyebrows, Qiandaizi's flustered beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mr. Mo, I know that there is a place where there are natural treasures that can replenish the soul of Miss Night. Chidaiko said in a very fast voice.

"Oh?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the red light stopped at the center of Qian Daizi's eyebrows, which was only a hair's distance away.

"I hope you didn't lie to me. Mo Fan said indifferently, and the red light disappeared.

The result of this sacrifice can ensure that Yeqing's body is immortal, but he still has no good way to replenish all of Yeqing's souls.

After all, this is not the cultivation realm, and there are no countless heavenly and earthly treasures in the cultivation realm.

It would be great if what Qian Daizi said was true, and if not, it would not be too late to kill her.

"Puff ......" A cracking sound sounded, and the masters of the Green Gang, the Thorn God, the Witch God Cult, and the Wiki Family all lay on the ground.

Death!

The blood qi turned into snowflakes and floated towards the sky, and a fist-sized red crystal slowly formed in front of Mo Fan.

However, at this moment, Mo Fan frowned slightly and looked in the direction where Ye Wuya was. "Huh?"