The finger of the gods is the ultimate hole card of the Iron and Blood Alliance. (Baidu Search Gives Power Literature x.)

To this end, the Iron Blood Alliance has specially cultivated a group of dead soldiers for the Finger of the Gods.

These dead soldiers are either death row prisoners and their families are raised by the Iron Blood Alliance, and their families can get a chance to survive after death, or the Iron Blood Alliance has a great grace to them and would rather die for the Iron Blood Alliance.

In the center of the Iron Blood Alliance, there is a dungeon, and the defense is extremely strong, even the peak martial arts sect cannot break it.

Now, Yu Jingfeng is in this dungeon.

After getting the news that Lin Mu was not dead, the Iron Blood Alliance seemed to have changed little on the surface, but in fact, it was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and it had already been prepared.

Yu Jingfeng was arranged by the high-level to be stationed in the dungeon, ready to arrange sacrifices at any time in case something really happened.

At this moment, Yu Jingfeng's expression moved, and then a True Qi Transmission Talisman fell into his hand.

"Huh? I really want to use the finger of the gods. ”

Receiving the news from the messenger, Yu Jingfeng was surprised, and then walked towards the depths of the dungeon.

After a while, he came to the door of a large underground cave.

This large underground cave is like a small world, inhabited by hundreds of people, who are the dead men raised by the Iron and Blood Alliance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that the Iron Blood Alliance is facing a crisis, it's time for you to pay for the Iron Blood Alliance."

Immediately, Yu Jingfeng said loudly.

Wow!

These dead soldiers all stopped their movements and looked at Yu Jingfeng in unison.

"After you give your lives for the Iron Blood Alliance, the Iron Blood Alliance will always remember your merits, the descendants of the martial artist will become the inner disciples of the Iron Blood Alliance, and the descendants of the great martial artist can become the core disciples of my Iron Blood Alliance."

Yu Jingfeng continued to say with emotion.

Hearing Yu Jingfeng's words, all the dead soldiers were expressionless, and when the Iron Blood Alliance cultivated them, they knew their mission.

After saying it to the others, Yu Jingfeng's gaze finally fell on a middle-aged man.

The man, all in shackles, was chained to the wall.

His aura is even more powerful, and he is a famous martial artist, and it is also the key to this sacrifice.

Originally, this person was an enemy of the Iron Blood Alliance, but later the sect was destroyed by the Iron Blood Alliance, and together with his family, he was captured by the Iron Blood Alliance.

Now the Iron Blood Alliance is going to use his family as a threat to force him to sacrifice.

"Gong Weiquan, after you die, the alliance leader will accept your young son as a true disciple and teach him personally."

Yu Jingfeng said in a deep voice, "Your family will also be properly settled, and you will take care of them without food and clothing for the rest of your life." ”

"Can I refuse?"

Gong Weiquan looked cold and said sarcastically.

"Yes, but you know exactly what the outcome will be."

Being able to play a veteran martial artist like Gong Weiquan in his hands, Yu Jingfeng felt a little proud.

"Then what nonsense are you still talking about here."

Gong Weiquan said unceremoniously.

"You ......"

Yu Jingfeng's breath stagnated, and then he snorted coldly, "For the sake of your upcoming dedication to the Iron Blood Alliance, this seat doesn't care about you." ”

As he spoke, he opened the door of the cave, took out a sigil, placed the sigil on an altar in the center of the cave, and said, "Now let's start offering sacrifices, starting with the martial master." ”

Hearing this, the martial artist-level dead soldiers all resigned themselves to their fate, and their families were controlled by the Iron Blood Alliance, and they had to obey.

Then the martial artists in the cave walked to the altar one after another and began to burn their qi and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the martial artists on the side of the altar grew old and withered at an alarming rate, and finally turned into dried corpses and died.

Seeing this, Yu Jingfeng secretly felt pity.

He also knew that it was not easy for the Iron Blood Alliance to cultivate these dead soldiers, and it would take at least another thirty years to cultivate the next batch after this sacrifice.

As one by one the martial artists died, Yu Jingfeng stared at the altar tightly, he knew that the Divine Finger was under this altar, and he was waiting for the Divine Finger to react.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that after the three hundred martial artists had been sacrificed, there was no reaction under the altar.

That Martial Sect Gong Weiquan, a flash of light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

As a martial artist, he has already touched a certain method of soul power, and his perception is naturally sharper than that of ordinary martial artists.

Just now, he vaguely sensed that it was not that the sacrifice had failed, and the finger of the gods under the altar had indeed released a powerful aura, but it was quickly suppressed by a more vast force in the void, and he couldn't move at all.

Yu Jingfeng is also a strong martial artist, in fact, he also has some senses, but he can't accept it at all, he doesn't believe that there is any power that can suppress the finger of the gods, and thinks it's just an illusion.

"Go on, Great Martial Master Sacrifice."

After three hundred martial artists, there are twenty great martial artists.

Soon, the twenty great martial artists also sacrificed one after another.

The finger of the gods finally reacted, and I saw that the altar cracked violently, and the sigil on it flew up, and at the same time, a powerful aura burst out from under the altar.

But this situation lasted for less than two breaths, and the magnetic field of heaven and earth changed drastically.

Immediately afterwards, the dungeon above that was enough to resist the peak Martial Sect was broken through by a force, a force that was like heavenly might, but with a strong breath of death, came with a bang.

This force directly bombarded the finger of the gods, suppressing the fingers of the gods to death.

The fingers of the gods trembled violently, as if they wanted to break free from the control of this power, but they could not do so.

"Gong Weiquan, hurry, hurry up and sacrifice, as long as you sacrifice, this mysterious power will definitely not be able to stop the finger of the gods."

Yu Jingfeng's forehead was covered with cold sweat and roared.

As he spoke, he untied Gong Weiquan's chains and shackles on his hands, but he still wore shackles on his feet.

Walking to the altar, Gong Weiquan did not immediately approach.

If before, Gong Weiquan would not dare to disobey Yu Jingfeng, after all, his family was in the hands of the Iron and Blood Alliance, but now, he had seen the opportunity.

Every time the Iron Blood Alliance wants to use the finger of the gods, it must indicate that the Iron Blood Alliance has encountered a crisis.

It's just an ordinary crisis, but now the hostile forces of the Iron Blood Alliance can suppress the finger of the gods, which means that this crisis, the Iron Blood Alliance is likely to not be able to survive it.

If the Iron Blood Alliance falls, then his family will also be safe.

On the contrary, if the Iron Blood Alliance had not been destroyed in the end, his family would have been killed by him.

It's a tough choice.

Suddenly, Gong Weiquan's eyes flickered.

"Huh?"

Yu Jingfeng's eyes narrowed, casting a violent light, "Gong Weiquan, what are you waiting for, don't forget, your family is in the hands of my Iron Blood Alliance." ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, if he doesn't say it, Gong Weiquan will continue to hesitate, but when he says it, his arrogant attitude, it instantly stimulates the anger in Gong Weiquan's heart.

"Even a hairy boy dares to ride on top of Lao Tzu's head to, even if he dies if he doesn't bet once, he can't face his ancestors and ancestors in the underworld."

Gong Weiquan made a decision suddenly.

No one wants to die, especially being wantonly insulted and forced to die, and now that he has a chance, if he doesn't fight, he feels sorry for himself.