So, seeing that the play could no longer be performed, the god of sacrifice immediately showed his true body.

The situation suddenly became extremely tricky.

The timing of the sacrifice god's attack was extremely accurate, and it happened to catch everyone off guard.

The wooden staff waved, the movement was like a sharp sword, and the delicate sword roar broke through the air, as if it divided this space equally, and the invisible attack rushed towards the high danger.

The ground is plowed into a deep ravine, and there is no momentum at all to stop by friction.

The high-risk pupils shrank, and he yelled at this in front of him.

"Zhang Yan, drag him, others, run!" After speaking, he rushed forward first, followed by Zhang Yan.

Time moves forward a little.

Feng Le sat at the outside of the circle, witnessing the cracking process behind his friend, rubbing it, he stood up in panic, and because of the numbness of his legs and feet, he fell to the ground in fright.

Overwhelmed by fear, he crawled on the ground, but he couldn't stop him from fleeing, and he wanted to flee even if he was crawling.

That kind of scene had a great impact on him, the back of the living person was cracked, and the pink muscle tissue, and the miserable white bones and blood were displayed in front of him.

The cracked back is like a pair of wings outstretched, and it is hard not to be reminded of the brutal and bloody eagle torture of the Vikings, which is disgusting from the heart.

The blood, as if about to smack, burst onto his cheeks, and he put a mask on him.

Everyone subconsciously looked back, and the impact of great tension slapped in everyone's minds like a surge, slapping everyone into confusion, as women with slightly lower psychological endurance, Jiang Shiyi and Li Yining vomited directly.

Spit out all the things in his stomach in one go, maybe next, he will have to have nightmares for many days, Jiang Shiyi only felt that he felt unwell physically, and his spirit was greatly polluted.

It was as if a puddle of rancid sludge had been thrown into a clear pond, polluting all the crystal clear water, causing it to rot and deteriorate, mildew and pestilence.

Even though his feet were weak, his calves and stomach were trembling, and he felt cold all over his body, Qi Ying and the others struggled to escape.

The hands and feet are numb, the limbs are weak, almost squirming and climbing on the ground, no one thinks it is ugly, they are trying their best to survive, stay here, and die a dead end.

The attack bypassed Gao Wei and Zhang Yan, and went straight to the newcomers in the rear, the secret passage was not good, and Gao Wei quickly retreated.

The Million Star suddenly appeared, and the iron fist struck, straight to meet the invisible attack.

"Bang."

There was a muffled sound.

The attack was blocked in front of Jiang Shiyi, and she was almost about to splatter blood on the spot, but she could already feel the strong wind blowing on her face and the breath of murder.

There was no doubt that if High Danger hadn't blocked the attack, she would have been a corpse split into two by now.

"No, don't." Frightened in her heart, Jiang Shiyi's will to survive prompted her to retreat, her white dress was covered with dust, and she staggered two steps later.

"Run, don't be stupid." Gao Wei shouted, and woke up the sluggish Jiang Shiyi with a roar.

The fear of death forced her to stand up, and she ran wildly, not even daring to turn back.

Someone took the lead, and the sense of fear was suddenly defeated by the desire to survive, this time, Feng Le didn't bring Sang Liang, he was frightened.

screaming and fleeing from the sacrifice god, Feng Le felt guilty in his heart, but the panic and desire to survive made him dare not turn back and save Sang Liang? Just kidding!

In that case, it is obvious that you are dead and cannot die again.

For the first time since he could use the substitute, Gao Wei felt a lot of pressure, and the Million Star was directly connected to Gao Wei's consciousness, and he could feel it intuitively.

The impact force from the gauntlet was so powerful that as long as he had one more point, he would no longer be able to resist it.

"you!"

Under the roar, Gao Wei didn't dare to keep any strength, and used all his strength to gain a slight advantage with difficulty, and turned his wrist around and twisted the attack to the position where Zhang Yan was located in the left rear.

"It's up to you." Gao Wei said.

Compared with the Million Stars, the defensive advantage of the iron man was vividly reflected at this moment, and the tower-like figure poked there, and the muscles of the coiled Wolong swelled again.

The fist slammed sideways into the transparent attack, and it was only a stalemate for less than two seconds before the attack of the god disappeared.

Seizing the moment when the god of worship has not yet attacked, a few high-risk steps, rushing towards the god of worship, quickly closing the distance, he wants to fight a melee battle with the killer demon that should not be.

He could intuitively feel that the combat power of the god sacrifice was not at the same level as the five dead murderers in front of him, and those five were not comparable at all.

The combat power of the last killer is not as simple as a small boss, and the tricks are strange and weird, making it difficult to fathom.

This invisible attack was enough for him to have a headache, but fortunately, his teammates left, leaving enough room to maneuver.

The high risk is unimaginable, what the next enemy will do, and the sacrifice god gives him a unfathomable feeling.

"This game, isn't it so unfair, isn't it that the Demon King is blocked in the novice village?" The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, interesting, really interesting!

Unlike the fear of other newcomers, the offensive method similar to showing off combat effectiveness when the god of worship appeared did not break down the high-risk psychological defense.

On the contrary, his fighting spirit and competitiveness were pushed to a new level, and he wanted to know what was the difference between this killer and the previous five, and where was his strength at the limit.

"What about your dragon riding face? I'm going to challenge a level 50 character to a level 70 boss today! "The fighting spirit is unprecedentedly high, and the ferocious and aggressive hidden in the depths of the high-risk character.

The beastly nature that symbolizes the instinct of human beings is awakening, and its name is hunting, and its name is fighting.

No matter how strong the enemy is, from ancient times to the present, saber-toothed tigers and mammoths have been hunted by weak humans, and finally eaten all of them.

This is a talent engraved in human genes, an ability possessed by every human in the multiverse, not an acquired product of Rausch's DNA modification.

It's an instinct that comes with it.

"Zhang Yan, on, it."

"Kill you in half an hour, and the ashes will be raised for you!" An act that borders on provocation, High Risk makes a death notice to the killer.

Different from the anal piercing, the god is not a reckless man, reason makes him very calm, he does not lose his mind because of the single-handed agitation of the law, and a contemptuous smile hangs on his lips.

As if to say, "Come on, let's try." ”

The fierce force under his feet provided the power needed to move forward, and Zhang Yan followed closely behind, one black and one white, as if lightning split the dark clouds.

Unleashed a violent aura, one left and one right, two-way pinching, and it was a killing move, and a pair of iron fists took the white face directly.

The surging force was enough to smash the handsome face of the god of sacrifice into a pig's head, and it was bound to make his bones broken and tendons, and his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Tightly locked onto the priest to make sure the fist would land on him.

At the same time, a bloodline of blood was born on the high-risk finger.

From the very beginning, the battle entered a white-hot state, and the god had to face blows from three sides, and there was a mysterious perception that told him that the man in front of him was the most dangerous.

It was more dangerous than the substitutes who attacked on both sides, and the wooden staff in both hands was raised, and the gods and gods chanted incantations, not caring about the attacks on both sides, not dodging, not dodging, and not making any defensive measures.

Unsurprisingly, the fists of the two fists collided, and the fists of the Million Star and the Iron Man hit the skull of the priest at the same time, and there was a crisp click, as if it had made a land and water dojo.

The gongs and bowls rang out together.

"Type 07 - Great Summer Dragon Sparrow." A sharp blade formed by blood, the shape of which is carved into a famous knife.

The sword light and sword shadow are intangible and tangible, like the sword singing the stars and the moon.

The lightning flashed across the waist of the sacrificial god, and the process was unimpeded, easily cutting him in half, the upper body and the lower body were separated, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the section.

The high risk can even be seen that the white vertebrae are like a centipede, and the gray matter is like grease, wrapped in the bones.

Smack.

At the end of the battle, the sacrifice god died, and the death was unknown, and Gao Wei and Zhang Yan couldn't understand it.

There was no realism in this fight, it was like a punch on cotton, and it lacked the necessary feedback.

No way! So the pompous murderer, the final clearance boss, died so easily?

That's it?

"No, it's impossible, Zhang Yan, mend the knife." Regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, since the enemy has fallen, we cannot let go of the opportunity.

The latter thought deeply and agreed with it.

No matter what strange tricks the enemy plays, if he doesn't have time to make a move, then they can win, and the two substitutes suddenly appear again.

The fist fell like raindrops, and every time, it smashed firmly on the corpse of the god of worship, and the feeling of feedback was extremely real, I don't know why, the heart of the high danger became more and more panicked.

Under the impetus of this panic.

The Million Star stopped his fist, the billowing smoke and dust dispersed, Zhang Yan's pupils shrank, and he secretly said that it was not good, and he quickly retreated.

"Grass, the whole FLAG, there is a law of smoke and no injury." Gao Wei said this sentence with a heavy heart.

It is very likely that he did not die, and no matter what ulterior killing tricks he was brewing, he had already succeeded.

The pre-planned conspiracy succeeds, and the participants fall into the trap of the killer.

After realizing that something was wrong, all of a sudden, the Million Star disappeared and reappeared, and the position came to the side of the high danger.

His eyes were fixed on the smoke, and there seemed to be some unknown monster wriggling inside, and under the cover of the dust, he couldn't see it very clearly.

At the right time, the first gust of wind blew in Upside Down, yes, the first gust of wind felt by the game's attendees when they came here.

The wind and fog dispersed, and an incredible scene happened in front of everyone's eyes, and the body of the corpse that fell to the ground made a "crackling" explosion, and the sound was reminiscent of firecrackers.

Gao Wei could hear that it was not the wind, but a heavy breath, the breath of some kind, dangerous creature, the air currents blowing away the dust, and the sacrifice god revealed his true body.

The size is as if it has used the forbidden medicine in the Xiuxian novel, it has increased by three points, and it has swelled like a small mountain, which is more than a craniotomy, and even three points better, and it looks full of explosive power.