Only now do I finally really understand why Wen Ru can have no fear, his real hole cards and chips are not pressed on Ye Zhiqiu's body, a person like him who has done everything he can, must also know very well that once we save Ye Zhiqiu, he will lose control of us. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The grudge between him and us is too deep, and no one here can let him go, so completing the sacrifice is his ultimate goal, Wen Ru wants to inherit the divine power left by the ancestral god in the demon kingdom, and when that time comes, he will despise us as a god.

From what I know about Wen Ru, the outcome is obvious, he will definitely not stay alive, that is to say, now is the best chance to get rid of him, but we have no choice as always.

Regardless of whether what Wen Ru said is true or not, even if he really inherits the divine power in the end, for the sake of Ye Zhiqiu, I must do what he says.

In fact, maybe other people are still suspicious of what Wen Ru said, but I believe that eight or nine are not far from ten, this may be the truth that Xie Tianhui and Zhuo Mingfeng have been mentioning in front of me, the twelve generals have done everything possible to let me return to the demon kingdom, it is estimated that it is for the divine power hidden here.

This may also be the easiest and most effective way for me to recover my memory, I have divine blood flowing in my body, I should be able to carry omnipotent divine power, but Wen Ru also has it, which is why he will desperately try to blackmail us into opening the Demon Kingdom.

"Okay, I promise you to complete the sacrifice for you, but before that, why do you make me believe that Ye Zhiqiu will be safe and sound." I asked coldly.

"You don't have to worry about this, in fact, it's not a question of whether I want to save her at all, but if I want to inherit and have divine power, Ye Zhiqiu will definitely be fine." Wen Ru replied very simply.

"Why should I believe you?" The palace lord asked angrily.

"I believe that Ye Zhiqiu should have shown you the photos of the murals of the ancient tomb of Lei Mountain, after the sacrifice is over, a new god will appear, and this new god can carry all the divine power of the ancestral god." Wen Ru said to us unhurriedly. "This is the alternation of the old and the new, the appearance of the new god means that everything related to the ancestral god will come to an end, including the created witch, once I become a god, then the witch in Ye Zhiqiu's stomach will die."

", it's all ...... you're talking about"

Huang Ping stared at Wen Ru angrily and scolded, I took a deep breath to interrupt him, and looked at Wen Ru again: "Don't you want to become a god, okay, I'll be your sacrifice, tell me, what to do?" ”

Gongjue and Tian Ji and others should not believe in Wen Ru, and they still want to dissuade them, including Ye Zhiqiu, they all grabbed Ye Jiuqing's shirt with difficulty, but they no longer had the strength to support their bodies and speak to me.

"Whether what he said is true or not, I have to try it, this is the only way to save Zhiqiu." I looked at my friends with a firm expression and soft eyes, and they finally let go of their hands helplessly.

Without hesitation, I stood in front of Wen Ru, and he told the others to retreat to the outskirts of the square, and warned that no one could enter the square until the sacrifice was completed, but the others had no intention of retreating.

"Time is running out, if you delay it any longer, Zhiqiu's fate is on the verge of death, we have worked so hard to come here, do you want to watch Zhiqiu die in front of you?" I said to them in a loud voice.

Gong Jue looked at me with anxious eyes, and finally sighed weakly, and pulled the others out of the square, Wen Ru was the only one who knew the process and method of sacrifice, and he asked me to lie flat in the middle of the large circle corresponding to the twelve gods.

Wen Ru took out a dagger from me, cut his wrist, dripped blood all around my body, and read the priest's language as he walked, and in my eyes, he looked like a clown jumping off the beam.

These ridiculous actions were so ridiculous, but just as I was secretly mocking him in my heart, I suddenly noticed that when his blood dripped on the ground, those jade lines began to brighten, as if they really had an effect.

With a click, four metal rings rose from the ground, impartially locking my hands and feet, holding me tightly to the ground in contraction, and at the same time the rectangular lines on the ground slowly rose, exactly like the altar I saw in the photo.

I was secretly surprised in my heart, is there really a sacrifice that can inherit the power of the gods?

I tried to struggle a few times, but found that the metal ring was unusually strong, and the altar was erected, and I began to panic a little, watching Wen Ru walk around me in a circle, and keep saying words that I didn't understand.

And the entire Lantian Jade Sky began to dim, projecting a cold light, shrouding the entire Demon Kingdom in a gloomy atmosphere, but the lines on the square became brighter and brighter, and the twelve light paths that extended from my body to the surrounding area just corresponded to the statue standing.

Wen Ru finally stopped opposite me, and before I could react, the dagger in his hand had already cut my wrists and ankles, and the blood flowing from my limbs was like a spring, dripping down the twelve paths of light under the altar, and began to flow around.

I suddenly understood that Wen Ru wanted me to be a sacrifice, in fact, he wanted the divine blood on my body, which may be the key to the sacrifice, and the sacrifice was to give his life, and it seemed that he was planning to drain all the blood on my body.

I looked back and forth at a loss, for I was imprisoned on the altar like a lamb to the slaughter, and the blood that flowed from me flowed down the groove in the middle of the path of light towards the surrounding idols.

Wen Ru's mouth kept squirming, I couldn't hear his voice, as if he was reciting a sacrificial spell, I didn't know why I was suddenly a little flustered, I always thought that the sacrifice mentioned by Wen Ru was a joke, his ancestor Wu Gu King was calculated by the gods, it was because of covetousness and delusion to become a god, resulting in a monster that could only live in the shadows and could not move.

It's hard to imagine how the Witch King spent a thousand years in the dark room of the Altar of the Nether Capital, he got his wish to get eternal life, but he didn't know that immortality became his greatest curse, and he had to endure the pain and torture all the time.

It is such a person who would actually know the process and method of sacrifice, and I have always suspected that the so-called sacrifice may be fake, and even if there is, it is impossible for the Witch King to know.

But judging from the current changes in the Demon Kingdom, I actually guessed wrong, it is obvious that Wen Ru successfully performed the sacrifice, and looking at his inevitable appearance, I began to worry about what the result would be for me as a sacrifice.

As my blood slowly touched the statues, the rock-hard statues seemed to suddenly take on color, and I couldn't tell whether they were soaked in blood or the light cast by the jade under the pedestal, and each statue began to show a brilliant blood red from the bottom to the top.

And at this moment, Wen Ru's squirming mouth was closed, and his trembling hands were full of excitement and nervousness, and while taking off his shirt, revealing his rickety and ugly body, he retreated into the small circle opposite me.

He was standing right in the center of the square, and I saw Wen Ru spread his hands, his bare upper body, and his eyes were closed with greedy anticipation, as if he was waiting to meet something.

Maybe it was because of the excessive blood loss, gradually I felt like my body was falling into an ice cave, my whole body was unusually cold and numb, even the movement of bending my fingers became difficult, and the limbs that were cut by Wen Ru were slowly coagulated because of the blood flowing for a long time.

But suddenly, as the blood-red light of the twelve gods around me became more and more dazzling, I felt that the blood in my body was not flowing outward, but was absorbed by a powerful force, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound that was about to solidify, as if under the traction of that power, every drop of blood in my body was drained.

It was from that time that my consciousness became more blurred and chaotic, my body was cold and weak, my breathing became short, my vision became more and more blurred, and I clearly felt delirious.

It was a pre-death symptom, as the blood was sucked out, it felt as if life was constantly flowing with the blood, I shook my head as hard as I could, trying to keep myself awake, and in my blurred vision, the idols seemed to be resurrected by absorbing my blood, and their whole body shone with a ghostly blood-red light.

In an instant, the twelve statues of the gods gathered in the red light, all the light gathered on the top of the head, and the gem embedded in the forehead of the three-eyed unicorn emitted a dazzling brilliance at the same time, and then shot out twelve beams of light, which impartially converged on the place where Wen Ru stood.

All this is the same as the sacrifice process described in the murals of the ancient tomb of Leishan, I saw in my blurred vision that Wen Ru was shrouded in a halo of light, and the dazzling bright light illuminated the entire square as if it were day.

I subconsciously turned my head weakly, feeling that the breath flowing around me was filled with a powerful power that was about to come out, could this be the divine power hidden here? Could it be that Wen Ru could really inherit these omnipotent powers?

Until the strong light gradually disappeared, the twelve beams of light also stopped abruptly, and the blood-red light that shone stood still in place, under the cold light, I originally expected Wen Ru to disappear in the halo, but he stood there unharmed.

Still maintaining the original posture, standing in the center of the square with his hands stretched out and his head bent, I didn't hear Ye Zhiqiu's screams again after a long time.

"How's Zhiqiu?" I asked aloud in fear.

Among the people standing in the distance, I saw Ye Zhiqiu actually standing up with Ye Jiu's support, his face was still pale and bloodless, but he didn't seem to feel any more pain.

The palace lord's hand pressed against her lower abdomen, and then I saw the palace lord's astonishment as he looked up.

"It's strange, it's like there's no ......."

This is probably the best news I heard in the recent period, and I breathed a sigh of relief weakly, it seems that Wen Ru actually didn't lie to us, only God can clear the first generation of witches on Ye Zhiqiu's body.

But suddenly I was stunned, and looked at Wen Ru, who was still motionless, in the truth he told me, only when a new god who inherited the divine power appeared, it would destroy everything created by the ancestral gods, including the witch!

I chuckled in my heart, could it be that Wen Ru really inherited divine power!