As if instinctively, Sikong moved his mind, and a special power technique passed down from his arm, flowed through his wrist, and penetrated into the palm of the hand holding the holy sword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, the holy sword slashed back and forth a hundred times in a second, within a two-millimeter amplitude!

Ten years, Sikong's "Mechanical Apprentice Finger Tempering Method" is not standing still, it has long been bypassed, returned to simplicity, and has given birth to all kinds of changes!

'Click! ’

A crisp sound came out, and this polar magnet mother stone, which six people had been running around for several years, going to the edge of Middle-earth, and only getting it after nine deaths, actually cracked in the middle.

"Kill!"

Sikong shouted, made a powerful psychological hint for himself, and moved forward, and then the holy sword did not change, with boundless evil aura, as if cutting tofu, this person was cut off.

Blood splashed on Sikong's face, making his evil temperament look particularly terrifying.

The third person, die!

Sikong became more and more crazy the more he fought, his blonde hair was draped over his face, and the blood plum in his blue eyes became more and more bewitching.

But at this moment, as the polar magnet stone cracked, a black and white liquid like mercury flowed out of it, and climbed up to the holy sword, and in just a few breaths, it completely covered the handleless holy sword.

Suddenly, the body of the Feng Han Sword disappeared, and the power of the temple fell silent.

'Zheng'er~'

The holy sword in Sikong's hand is actually as heavy as a thousand pounds at this moment, sharpening iron like mud into the ground, and even Sikong can't pull it out!

How did Sikong change the heavens and the earth, how to urge the holy sword, only to hear the holy sword humming and struggling, but the power of the temple was always hidden, unable to pass through the blockade of the black and white liquid!

The death of the three people paralyzed Sikong, and even set up a series of schemes in the polar magnetic mother stone, sure enough, there is no hero in the empire, even if it is Sikong, it is difficult to dominate the situation.

'Puff ......'

A muffled sound of flesh and blood came to the bone, and a person held a skull hammer shaped like a skull and smashed it on Sikong's lower abdomen, and the silver needle suddenly sank into it, becoming a poisonous snake, swimming in Sikong's body, devouring all internal organs.

Sikong snorted, retreated one after another, only to feel the evil wind on his back, and his whole body was cold, and then it seemed to be run over by a mountain, and the huge strength poured into his body in the dragon pattern armor.

Sikong was thrown far away, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in the air, and landed in a puddle of silt, extremely embarrassed.

One wrong step, one wrong step!

These people were unforgiving, and one of them was as fast as thunder, carrying an executioner in his hand, and wiped it off Sikong's neck without hesitation!

Sikong looked at this scene blankly, as if he was scared stupid, and his eyes were empty.

The cold hairs on his neck stood up, goosebumps were all over the place, and Sikong could even feel the coldness of the tip of the knife.

Seeing this, even after twenty years of polishing, this person's mind is as hard as iron, and there is a faint joy in his eyes.

Martial arts consciousness!

At this moment, Sikong Ben's empty eyes glared angrily, shooting out wisps of essence light, like a flying rainbow skimming the night, bursting out with boundless brilliance.

The martial arts consciousness fed back by all kinds of martial arts rushed out of his mind with the momentum of the Milky Way falling thousands of feet, forming a spiritual storm that swept the three of them.

Millions of luck bless it!

It is far from over, a terrifying luck erupts from Sikong's body, the luck is invisible, it is clearly just an illusory thing, but when it is superimposed to more than a million, it actually changes in quantity and causes qualitative changes, forming a canopy that looks like in the world of cultivating immortals, when those emperors will travel together.

'Coax! ’

The silent loud noise shocked the hearts of the three people, and countless nerve fibers in the brains of the three people burst open, and they couldn't even control the balance of their bodies, as if they had been drinking heavily for many days, and their steps were swaying.

There is also blood flowing from the eyes and nose, forming small snakes, which are particularly terrifying.

Sikong rolled over, snatched the executioner, and swiped his backhand at the man's neck.

The blood flowed like an infusion, and the sound of the air flow breaking the throat was like pulling a windmill, and it fell together, first at Octavia, then hoarse, and then silent.

But Sikong's gaze remained the same, and he walked on the soles of his feet with a shy face, and appeared in front of another person in a moment.

'Poof! ’

The soft heart socket was stirred by the tip of the knife, and it suddenly turned bright, so that the blade of Sen Bai was dyed with red rouge.

It can be said that the white knife enters and the red knife comes out, compared to the ten steps to kill one person in the ancient martial arts civilization, there is not much difference between a thousand miles and a line.

This kind of exhilaration, the pleasure of taking a person's life fell on Sikong, leaving only the calm of Gujing Wubo.

It's as if it should have been, either they die or they live.

The two are inherently fair, so there is no need to be happy.

Sikong's head was a little dizzy, although his spiritual domain value far exceeded that of a repairer, but after all, these people were also talented, and the spiritual domain value was also good, and he had used all his strength to interfere with these people with his martial arts consciousness.

If he was at his peak, he would be fine, but now his injuries are only three or four percent better by the blood of Christ, and he is a great burden on himself.

In the past ten years, he has obtained 30 drops of the Blood of Christ, which could have made him healed and even taken to the next level, but he also discovered the deep evil thoughts hidden in the Blood of Christ, like maggots attached to the bones, if not removed, I am afraid that in the future, I am afraid that there will be a terrible disaster.

Only then did he use the divine power of the blood of Christ in moderation, and even so, he let evil thoughts enter the body, and he had to give up the flesh and blood on the surface of the body as a last resort, and stubbornly clinged to the internal organs, which caused the terrifying appearance of the teeth to fall out and wither, like a mummy.

Sikong held the knife on his waist, bleeding from his seven orifices, which was really terrifying, but he looked at the last man, but instead walked slowly without hurrying.

If his guess was right, this person was the one who gave him the shadow of life and death.

Now this dizziness and unsteady footing are mostly just a strategy to lure the enemy.

Sure enough, when Sikong approached this person, this person's empty eyes suddenly became shining, and the hand that had been clenched loosened, revealing one of the scrolls that was only the size of a finger and dark blue throughout!

As soon as he saw this scroll, Sikong's eyelids jumped wildly, his mouth was dry, and he quickly retreated.

Who knew that this person flicked his fingers, and the red blood flowed on the scroll, and then the runes engraved on the scroll immediately came to life, exuding a demonic aura.

The runes were intertwined to form a magic formation, and an evil creature in the array struggled endlessly, and was finally turned into a bone spear by the magic array.

The bone spear passed through Sikong's chest between the lightning and flint, and even if the power of the dragon pattern armor temple was full, it was actually dissolved by the bone spear transformed by this evil thing.

"Gross!!"

Sikong held the bone spear in front of his chest, strode back, his face was like gold paper, and finally he was half-kneeling on the ground.

For the first time, Sikong looked at the bone spear in front of his chest, and his eyes showed a confused look: "You are actually, Li Dai Taozhuang, and introduced the evil thoughts in the blood of Christ into the magic array......"

Sikong's body quickly lost weight, and only a thin layer of skin was left on the cheekbones on his face, and the evil thoughts in his body that were already like a flood beast were pulled by this foreign bone spear, and they immediately spread out into Sikong's body.

It's going to be entrenched in the internal organs!

With a grim face, the man removed his cloak to reveal the necklace around his neck, which was made of various alchemical materials.

The crockpot and the baby's bones have become earrings.

He is a legendary alchemist who has infiltrated temples to steal the mysteries of the gods, and has also wandered outside the gates of the underworld, using demonic blood as a totem.

But six years ago, after the failure of the god-killing attempt, there was no news and no trace.

After looking at Sikong, who was obviously unable to survive, this person turned to the tombstone, his fingers slowly slid over the tombstone, and finally pulled up the tombstone, stepped on the wooden sword, and walked to the grave.

Seeing this, Sikong was extremely sad and indignant, stretched out his hand and said without trying to spare: "A man dies like a lamp goes out, please let him go......"

When this person heard this, he sneered: "Guarding the lonely city? Oh, a loser, the battle of killing gods six years ago actually became a stepping stone for others, and he didn't even save his life. ”

This person looked at Sikong, who was half-kneeling on the ground, extremely proud, and laughed: "The former Moluo god, today, let me kill—"

"Boom, boom!!"

Suddenly, under the feet of this person, the tomb guarding the lonely city was suddenly blown apart, and the smoke and dust billowed out, and this person was directly blown up to the sky......