In the process of escaping, some people put on holy armor, some people threw out life-saving talismans, and of course, some people did not believe in evil, stimulated the cultivation of the whole body, and confronted the rushing red light, but no matter what, in the surging red light, they were just like an insignificant wave, and they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing the constant screams behind him, many people didn't need to go back to the capital to know how miserable the red light was. This rippling red light is simply invincible, making it difficult to resist and unable to resist.

As the altar hung high in the sky, the red light became more and more intense, in addition to the annihilation of countless monks, even the native beasts in the small world of the Heavenly Tower, and some indigenous people, could not escape this catastrophe.

Monks, natives, and alien beasts, one by one, burst and die in batches, and the rich blood qi merged into the red light, making the red light expand faster and faster to the surroundings. In just a few moments, most of the entire small world of Babel was filled with a strange red light and a strong smell of blood, which lasted for a long time.

"Gargamel, is this bastard crazy? he actually wants to kill everyone!" Facing the tragic situation like purgatory behind him, Liang Ming felt resentment in his heart, and he hated the ancient god Gargamel to the core.

"The Old Gods are a bunch of rotten people, Gargamel doesn't just want to kill everyone, even the strange beasts in this small world he wants to sacrifice all the time! As long as they have enough blood sacrifices, Gargamel and they can bring down more of the Old Gods. ”

Before the mobile phone could answer Liang Ming's question, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them. It turned out that at some point, Yu Xuanji had come behind them.

"What? There are still ancient gods coming down!" Hearing Yu Xuanji's words, Liang Ming couldn't help but be shocked, no one could stop Gargamel alone, if there were three or five more ancient gods, the entire Xiuzhen Continent would really cease to exist.

"What do you think......" Regarding Liang Ming's reaction, Yu Xuanji is not surprised. Then he glanced at Liang Ming again, and said slowly: "However, your realm still has some heritage, and the ancient gods may not be able to take advantage of it! They can also descend to three or five at most, and you still have a chance to kill." ”

"There is still some background? The ancient gods may not be able to take advantage of it, and there is a chance to kill?" Yu Xuanji's words made Liang Ming seem to have figured out something, especially after thinking of the land of the gods, his heart couldn't help but froze. However, at this time, his attention was not placed here, but on Yu Xuanji's body.

"Who the hell are you, why did you save us?"

Liang Ming never believed that there was love for no reason and hate for no reason in this world, not to mention that others had tasks to be good to you and protect you, so in the face of Yu Xuanji, although he was not hostile, he always maintained the necessary vigilance in his heart of prevention.

"Who am I? It doesn't matter to you now! If I say that I saved you because you are handsome, do you believe it?" In the face of Liang Ming's caution and caution, Yu Xuanji's eyes finally had a different color.

"I'm not a three-year-old child, so you think you can just say a few words about my letter. Besides, the ruins of your ancient pool and ancient gods, this seat is too lazy to pay attention to it. To you on the high, we are nothing more than ants. But don't worry, one day this seat will pierce this piece of heaven and knock you high up into the dust, so that you can also taste this different taste!"

Speaking of this, Liang Ming didn't bother to pay attention to the purpose of Yu Xuanji, no matter who she was or what she was for, as long as she didn't mess with herself.

Yu Xuanji didn't expect Liang Ming to be so radical, his mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to explain a few words, but in the end he was silent, only expected to look at Liang Ming, still so cold, still so indifferent, as if he was really indifferent.

However, at this moment, Yu Xuanji did not leave, but kept following Liang Ming. Liang Ming also goes with the flow, anyway, there is not much more than one person, and there is no less person.

The three of them fled quickly, and the red light behind them was still like a monstrous wave, wave after wave, with the blood-red altar as the center, constantly spreading around.

The monks, natives, and a large number of alien beasts who died in the red light turned into a tent of blood mist, and after being stripped of the red light, they eventually turned into blood threads, and then converged into countless mighty rivers of blood, which continued to flow towards the altar.

After absorbing a large amount of blood, the altar began to emit a gurgling red light, and inspired the mysterious totems carved on the altar.

The totems began to absorb under the infiltration of blood, and then slowly saturated, and finally appeared on the top of the altar.

Looking at it from a distance, I saw one totem after another vivid, emitting a strange blood-red light, and under the guidance and arrangement of the ancient god Gargamel, a huge magic circle was finally formed.

When this huge circle first appeared, it was still a little bleak and its foundation was unstable, but as there were more and more dead monks and strange beasts, the gathered qi and blood became more and more intense, and this magic circle finally formed after a period of brewing.

"Buzz ......"

With a roar, a blood-red pillar of light hundreds of zhang large suddenly appeared from the magic circle, and then rushed directly towards the Nine Heavens, directly piercing the high heavenly dome, forming a huge gap.

At this moment, not only the monks of the entire small world of the Tower of Babel could see it, but also people outside the small world of the Tower of Heaven could feel it.

"Not good!" Originally, because the ancient god Gargamel came, he tried to find a way to open up some of the great powers of the small world of the Tower of Babel.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

"Something big is wrong! There must be something big in the small world of Babel!"

"Could it be ......" that some of the great powers who know some ancient secrets are even more apprehensive. All kinds of signs have appeared, and they are confirming their speculation step by step, but in such a prosperous world, they are not sure.

With no clue, these people outside can only hurry up and break through the barriers of the small world of the Heavenly Tower, only in this way can they know the truth of the facts.

In the small world of Babel, as time passed, more and more monks and strange beasts were sacrificed, and more and more blood gathered on the altar.

After the blood-red pillar of light pierced the sky, it continued for a while, and finally slowly stabilized the gap.

At this moment, an ancient god began to come out of the broken gap again.