Zhong Shenxiu followed Feng Xi'er all the way up the mountain, and he was already in good spirits.

At this moment, a noise was suddenly heard in front of me, and the earth suddenly sunken and turned into a huge trap.

In the ground, there are dozens of spear-like earth thorns protruding, which is some kind of Taoism, or Western magic!

Feng Xi'er snorted lightly, and a stream of mana poured out from her body, turning into a colorful feather coat, protecting herself, and she was in danger.

At the same time, from above the pit, countless vines emerged, quickly tangled, and turned into a huge cover, which seemed to lock all the vanguard troops of this wave of traps into a cage.

"Kill!"

Zhong Shenxiu hid at the back of the team, but with a few lucky people, he was not hit by magic, but several black shadows next to him roared angrily and had already charged over.

They were armed with spears, charging savagely, with an awe-inspiring taste of battle, and a cavalryman in front of Zhong Shenxiu, relying on his own innocence, drew his sword and fought hard.

With a moment's notice, one spear flew into the long knife, and the tip of another pierced his chest.

"You can't fight hard."

Zhong Shenxiu flashed to the side, and saw a big man chasing after him.

The two chased not far away, and opened up a battle circle by themselves.

The big man who was chasing after him roared angrily, his face was clumsy, his short golden hair stood on end, and he shouted angrily: "Knights of the Black Light, Wood, I will judge you today!" ”

"Judge me??"

Zhong Shenxiu let out a long roar, grabbed out with a claw in his right hand, and his true qi skyrocketed by three feet, like a giant claw of a green dragon, grabbing at the enemy.

Wood emitted a faint white light, awe-inspiring and fearless, with one shot, he broke this move, and even regardless of the aftermath, he directly killed Zhong Shenxiu, as if he had cultivated a body of copper skin and iron bones, and his protective skills were not much better than Tang Xiuzhen's.

'Really angry? No, no, it's Western...... Vindictive? It's a bit similar to the rumored hard skills in the East, the combat power is unparalleled, but there are some subtle twists missing......

Zhong Shenxiu is extremely experienced in combat, and immediately changed his moves and fought with this Wood.

He unleashed the Qinglong Cloud Exploration Hand, and his body turned uncertainly, just like the Green Dragon out of the water, changing his moves extremely quickly, and the Cloud Dragon Nine Changes, not fighting hard with the enemy, but slowly consuming the opponent's fighting spirit, looking for flaws.

Bang!

After dozens of moves, he stepped forward, his figure suddenly disappearing in front of the tip of the spear, and came to Wood's left side, grabbing him at the waist with a claw.

As soon as the true anger was released, the enemy fell limply, his face full of anger.

"Sorry...... I don't have much time. ”

Zhong Shenxiu's face became even paler, and his skin was black-purple, as if he was transforming into a stiff corpse.

The night of the blood moon was originally his great difficulty.

If it weren't for cultivating the Incomplete Dao Technique to the peak of the third layer, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to suppress it temporarily, and now I would have to run out to do something.

At this moment, there was another clear whistle ahead.

Countless vines flew one after another, and the nine flying knives turned into brilliance, shooting in a hundred steps, killing an enemy black-clothed man wearing a gorgeous mage robe on the opposite side.

It was Feng Xi'er, this woman finally broke out of the trap and killed the main enemy.

Seeing this scene, those knights did not retreat, but roared even more angrily, charging forward: "For the glory of the Black Light Knights!" ”

"Hmph, stubborn!"

Feng Xi'er touched it with her bare hands, and every time her finger fell, a knight was pierced through the body by a flying knife and was killed instantly.

"It can't go on like this."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at a knight who came over with a fanatical expression and was not afraid of death, and roared angrily: "Kill the enemy and serve the country." ”

His long knife stood out, and he actually did not dodge or dodge the sword of the knight who stabbed him, and the sword entered his body at the same time.

Burst!

A knight's head flew out on the opposite side, but his face was satisfied.

Zhong Shenxiu was hit by a sword in his chest, which came out of his body, and he slowly fell.

"Unexpectedly, the Su family also has such a fierce person, but he is loyal and brave."

Feng Xi'er saw Zhong Shenxiu falling, sighed, and didn't say anything, for her, she is usually good to the soldiers, isn't it just to use it to consume her life now? So he just shouted, "Hurry up!" ”

At this time, there were only more than ten soldiers left, led by Tang Xiuzhen, who followed behind Feng Xi'er, all with solemn expressions, knowing that not far ahead, where the altar was.

When the time comes, there will inevitably be a big war!

Tang Xiuzhen was covered in blood, and his injuries were not light, and he looked at the direction where Zhong Shenxiu fell, and there was some joy in his eyes.

This little white face is finally dead.

……

The Great Fissure of Montenegro.

Zhong Shenxiu's chest was full of blood, like a corpse, and when he came to this vicinity, he was in a trance, as if he recalled the moment when he was a young man and came here to fight for his life.

Previously, he chose to fake his death to get out.

Under the influence of the resentful spirit, his body is already similar to a zombie, and naturally he does not have the vital weaknesses of ordinary people.

A sword in the chest, as if nothing had happened.

He even doubted that even if his heart was gone, his head was gone, as long as he had the resentful spirit in his body, he could still survive.

It's a very strange state.

In addition, the aura is similar to that of a dead person, which is very suitable for hiding the body.

At this time, under the crimson moonlight, the mountains and fields were filled with a strange atmosphere.

He crept up behind a mound and looked down.

On the ruins of the altar, I don't know when, a strange small stone platform has been rebuilt.

It was pitch black, and it looked as if there were countless wriggling flesh and blood, forming one door after another.

One after another door-shaped symbols, imprinted inside the door, seem to lead to countless spatial universes.

If you look closely, it's easy to get dizzy.

On top of the altar, Delia was dressed in a black robe, making all kinds of twisted limbs, strange movements, and muttering some mysterious spells in her mouth, and was starting the long-cut sacrifice of the ancient gods.

Periphery.

Fisher, with a group of knights and mages, was desperately intercepting Feng Xi'er who broke through.

It's a good show. ’

Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself, and looked at the altar carefully, estimating the progress of the sacrifice.

With the Count's knowledge of the occult, he certainly knew that what the woman was doing was only 'opening the door'.

Moreover, the door has not yet been opened.

Even ...... She is not the subject of sacrifice, but only the identity of a priest. ’

'Is there another person who really wants to receive the gift behind the door?' ’

With Delia's spell, some flesh and blood in the corners of the altar slowly wriggled and gathered in the center, gradually turning into a blood-red door.

From behind the door, there was a certain terrifying aura, which seemed to be transmitted across countless spaces and dimensions.

Just the overflow of the breath caused the surrounding space to fluctuate, and the heavens and the earth seemed to turn into the underworld all of a sudden, and their nature was changed.

The group of people in the west was elated and praised loudly, while Feng Xi'er looked pale and thought of a rumor.

The Old Gods of the Heavens!