There was a strange smell in the brightly lit palace, and the candlesticks swayed in the breeze with yellowish flames, and everyone except the two little beasts was already unconscious.

The breeze swayed with the white robes, and Hua Yunfan's gaze skimmed over the bodies of Count Vladimir and the alchemist who had turned into werewolves in front of him, staring straight at the tall statue behind them.

The huge idol was hanging down weakly at this time, and the head with a gem on his forehead was hanging weakly, and beside him were two altars that revolved around him, Lin Feng on it had green fire flashing in his eyes at this time, while Xue Wei on the other altar had fallen into a coma at this time.

"It's really surprising, whoever wants to break their heads, who can think that the sword god that people sing about is actually an inconspicuous panda!"

Although Count Vladimir's face was shocked at this time, his voice was as gloomy as ever, and his blood-stained eyes stared coldly at Hua Yunfan in front of him.

"Come here!"

Hua Yunfan ignored the words of this vampire-looking person, and instead stretched out his hand and grabbed the altar sealed with Xue Wei in it.

The huge altar flew towards the balcony of the palace with a fierce gust of wind, and Count Vladimir and the alchemist disappeared from the balcony in a single flash.

"Boom!"

The two ends of the altar and the gate of the palace collided fiercely, and the altar suddenly became torn apart, but the place where Xue Wei was placed in the center was protected by Hua Yunfan's soft spiritual power.

"Bang!"

The shackles that locked Xue Wei's limbs were gently touched by Hua Yunfan's fingers, and a crisp sound was opened by Hua Yunfan, and the very weak Xue Wei was supported by soft spiritual power at this time, and slowly flew to Hua Yunfan on the side.

"Damn!"

Hua Yunfan's white fingers hit Xue Wei's thin neck, and it was indeed cold to the hand, if Hua Yunfan came a little later, I am afraid that this would save a dried corpse.

This so-called god-making ritual absorbed the essence of Xue Wei's fire spirit body, making Xue Wei's originally vigorous bloodline now decay, and I don't know how much effort it will take to adjust it.

Anger burned in Hua Yunfan's chest, and a wisp of warm aura was gently crossed into Xue Wei's body by Hua Yunfan, and Xue Wei's bloodless face improved slightly.

"Ahh

Lin Feng, who was originally confined to another altar, seemed to have regained some of his ability to resist after Hua Yunfan broke this balance at this time.

"Bang ......"

The shackles that imprisoned Lin Feng's limbs kept making a piercing sound at this time, Lin Feng's resistance made this altar unstable, and his eyes burning with green evil energy suddenly shot out a green flame at this time, shooting towards the gem on the forehead of the god with his head lowered.

"Bow down at the feet of the demons, and our lord will give you true flesh and blood!"

Lin Feng's mouth opened and closed, but the voice that came out was not the voice of the Lin Feng that Hua Yunfan had heard in the forbidden land of the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

The body of the idol with its huge head hanging down trembled, but there was a trace of green light in the brilliant gem on his forehead, and this green fire was like a prairie fire, and then the brilliant gem spread rapidly.

"Oops!"

The alchemists who turned into werewolves in the night couldn't help but tremble with anger when they saw the scene in front of them, and the statue in front of them could be said to have exhausted the hundreds of years of hard work of the alchemists of death.

If a palm-sized piece of stone can be deducted from this statue, it can be sold for a sky-high price if it is taken out and sold, and it can be said that this body created for it by the treasure of the poor world not only has the essence extracted from the corpses of ancient gods.

And these crazy alchemists went to create a meridian for him that was different from the current human according to the way the energy in the ancient gods' bodies worked, but even so, this boiled duck was robbed by the demon who killed him halfway.

"I will not allow the gods we have worked so hard to build become your thugs!"

The alchemist's chest that had become a werewolf was violently bullied, the spatial ring he wore on his finger flashed red, and a heart stored in a crystal container was still beating.

This is a dark purple heart, and the crystal container seems to have a circulatory system that mimics the way the human blood flows, and every beat of the heart can raise the red blood pressure and then return from the high.

As soon as this heart appeared, even Hua Yunfan felt the same breath, and this feeling was like the blood in his body was flowing violently with every beat of this heart.

A powerful sage's coercion also continued to emanate from the crystal container, Xiao Xiaosun and Tianpeng glanced at each other, they did not have Hua Yunfan's strength at this time, it was difficult to suppress the surging qi and blood in their bodies at this time, they looked at each other with a flushed face, and there was a trace of shock in each other's eyes.

"Could it be that this is what Butterfly Dance said, the heart of the founder of the rumored Death Alchemy Association, although this person has been dead for an unknown amount of time, but judging from the fluctuations emanating from the crystal container, the strength of this founder has definitely touched the threshold of the pseudo-god!"

Xiao Xiaosun looked at Tianpeng with a shocked face, there has been no god in this world for tens of millions of years, but the alchemists who are full of a crazy aura can touch the threshold of the god level again and again, and now they have created this god-level creation that even many demons compete for.

"No one can enslave the Blood God, and you demons of the other world should not be delusional!"

The alchemist who had become a werewolf of the night turned into a blood-red light and flew towards the tall idol.

Lin Feng's eyes at this time looked at the crystal container held in the hand of the night werewolf in disbelief, he could feel that the heart in the body of this god statue had not yet been conceived, and what this god statue was missing now was a heart that could run the blood in his body.

"No!"

Lin Feng's eyes shot out a dazzling green laser and swept towards the alchemist who had become a werewolf in the night, and the dazzling laser seemed to scorch even the air.

However, the blinding laser still did not stop the night werewolf from moving forward, and the crystal container containing the heart was thrown by the werewolf on the gem on the chest of the idol, and a soft force wrapped around the exposed heart and pulled it towards his body.