Almost everyone was eyeing it, and the piercing murderous intent was pervasive, and even the vast glaciers were hidden. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"That's it, that's it, I, I admit it......"

Suddenly, a voice came out, making the defender of the lonely city stiffen.

Sikong walked out step by step, his steps faltered and desperate, his eyes were empty, his face was dead, and his lips were squirming: "I, I accept my fate, I accept my fate......"

When everyone heard this, the killing machine that was ready to be launched slowly precipitated, and turned to look at the three of them mockingly.

'Ding-dong ......'

The bronze mask fell from Sikong's hand, stained with dust in a crisp sound, and the looming sneer on the mask became humble.

Sikong buried his head, carried the rusty sword in despair, and walked into the temple step by step.

"King Yue! I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Huo Wu bit her red lips, guilt condensed into tears, looking at Sikong's desperate and gloomy back, extremely self-reproachful.

And the face of the lonely city showed a look of struggle.

Suddenly it was calm and wooden, and suddenly it was angry and crazy, mixed with wisps of killing intent.

The wooden sword in his hand is about to be shot several times and killed...... Sikong.

It seems that when Sikong accepted his fate, Sikong was not worthy of being guarded in the lonely city to protect his life, let alone his friend.

Instead of accepting his fate and becoming a sacrifice, Sikong might as well be punished by him guarding the lonely city!

"If you knew today, why bother in the first place! It's going to cost us so much! ”

The eleven holy priests had hatred in their eyes, and the congealed blood was still on their lips. Because of the action of guarding the lonely city, the forbidden spell was broken, and they also suffered injuries that were difficult to heal.

At this moment, they stood up from the rank with each other's support, and watched Sikong resign himself to the front of the statue, and they were happy.

There was even one person, with a venomous complexion, who spat bloody and thick phlegm on Sikong's face.

Thick phlegm slipped from the side of Sikong's face, but Sikong's spit dried himself, he didn't hide, and his eyes were still empty.

Seeing this, many people let down their guard.

"Come, lost believers. The true God of Moloch will forgive you for your foolishness and will eventually guide you to wisdom and no longer be ignorant. ”

The divination priest stroked his beard with a kind smile on his face, but behind that false smile was a cold sharp knife.

Knife knife, into the heart.

Sikong nodded sluggishly and muttered, "Yes, yes, the true god will forgive me, I deserve to die, I deserve to be a sacrifice." I was wrong, I was really wrong......"

When the divination priest heard this, he laughed, and his white beard shook like a white mold, flying in the wind on the stinky tofu.

"Go, my child. Return to the embrace of the true god of Molch in front of the idol......"

Sikong nodded subconsciously, staggered, and slowly walked up to the statue.

The statue of the god is quiet and majestic, even if it is only carved from jade, there is no flaw, but it is flowing with a faint vitality, as if it is a doppelganger of the god.

The statue's face is smiling, and the love is rich into water, and there is a faint majesty flowing between the eyebrows.

A supreme jade staff was dazzling, and a holy light emanated from the supreme jade on the top of the staff.

Looking closer, you can see that there is a skeleton floating in this supreme jade, which symbolizes the true meaning of magic in Middle-earth.

This is the remains of the true god Moloch.

As soon as the sacrifice is offered, he will come from the pre-dawn darkness to his resurrection at dawn.

Sikong stood under the statue and looked up in confusion.

The idol was silent, as if waiting for a blood-stained sacrifice to be offered.

He slowly lifted the rusty sword.

Seeing this, a group of Jie Tianjiao laughed mockingly, with indifference in their eyes.

'Ridiculous, the trajectory of fate, how can you be twisted by an ant......

Huo Wu turned his face away, and the spicy woman was gone, leaving only a girl who was extremely self-blaming.

A wooden sword suddenly clanged, the tip of the sword trembled, and a little blood-colored red light bloomed.

Guarding the lonely city, he slowly lifted the wooden sword.

The sword is pointed at the sky.

"Sacrifice, start ......"

As if in response to the words of divination and sacrifice, Sikong Ben's weak right hand clenched the rusty sword and slowly raised it.

Sikong closed his eyes in resignation, and the cold wind from the glacier was still blowing, blowing his blonde hair.

In the distance, a troubadour sounded—

When God's body fell, I returned to the beginning, flipping through the blood-stained covenants.

In the final chapter, it is written that the world will eventually end.

Leave the wilderness behind.

"The world is gone, leaving behind the wilderness ......"

Sikong muttered, and the divine light shone on the earth, illuminating the Three Realms.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, he slashed at the Supreme Emerald Staff with a sword!

'Click, click! ’

The sound of cracks came out one after another, and I saw that the flawless supreme jadeite was full of cracks from small to large.

The remains of the true god floating in the Supreme Jade, like a frightened rabbit, jumped up violently, and directly took the Supreme Jade to break free from the shackles of the staff, flew into the air, fled to the white clouds, and disappeared.

The true God escaped......

Escaped......

……

The ridicule of everyone was still on their lips, and they were directly in a mess in their minds, and they couldn't react for a long time.

Sacrificing him, it seems that a sword has slashed the remains of the true god?

And then, the remains of the true god escaped?

Then, everyone fryed, and the crown was furious, and the blonde hair stood on end, and the body was covered with bloodshots, like a dragon that had been enraged.

Sikong turned around sharply and laughed unbridledly!

The laughter grew louder and louder, and at the end, it was even more laughing!

Will you take me as a sacrifice and then kill the gods?

The gods are gone, and the gods who kill the children are so laborious!

Dare to hit my idea, it's a big deal, break up in two, and play together!

When the end of the world comes, everyone will love each other and die together!

Sikong flattened the white beard of the divination priest with a sword, and then kicked him in the ass, kicking him into a dog and eating shit.

Then, he stepped in front of the sacred sacrifice that had just spat at his mouth.

'Martial arts consciousness! ’

Sikong did not hesitate, stirring the cool meaning on his wrist, and let his spiritual domain value return to its peak, turning into a spiritual storm and slapping into this person's mind.

Sikong swung his sword angrily, and the mottled rusty sword swept by, bringing down a good head!

Pity this sacred sacrifice, even if its strength has reached the peak of one dimension, it has even received the tears of the angel, but he was seriously injured because of guarding the lonely city, and then he was in a trance because of the panicked escape of the remains of the true god.

At this moment, he was actually slashed by Sikong!

What is the joy of human injustice?

And this is!

Sikong only felt that the depression in his chest was discharged, and he couldn't wait to roar and dance the sword.

He is a real villain, since he can't bear it or hide, then drag everyone into the water together!

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu is going to kill him!"

"Kill the fart, chase the remains!"

"Ahh

Everyone is the elite of the empire, highly educated, and has always been the same as the mountains collapsed in front of them, but at this moment, they are bursting into foul language, eager to chop Sikong alive and swallow it in one gulp!

"Hahaha, fun, fun! King Yue, I guard the lonely city and really recognize you as a friend! ”

Guarding the lonely city with a sword shook back several enemies, stepped on the ground and glided, and set up a commonplace.

Many people's faces were cloudy, and they finally chased after the remains of the true god.

"Let's go!"

Fire Dance came with a fire dragon, but his face was also wonderful, so good-looking.

Only my sword light visualization method!

Guarding the lonely city with a sword out, it is three thousand sword lights, and the enemy is reluctant to chase in front of him.

Then the three of them turned over into the dragon, and the flesh wings of the fire dragon covered the sky and the sun, and they rose into the dust, like arrows from the string, rushing into the sky.

"King Yue, I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!!"