The head of the Li priesthood, named Li Shiguang, spoke for about ten minutes to praise his gods, and then spent another minute explaining the reason for this great blood sacrifice to his gods.

"Idiot!"

After listening to the explanation of the head of the Li sacrifice, such an angry evaluation came out of the boiling blood sacrifice altar.

"Stupid idiot!"

It seemed that he felt that he had no definite words and could not release all his anger, and the gloomy voice in the bloodstained altar added a scolding.

Aren't you stupid, can you still count on a fanatical cultist with an IQ of more than 80?

Zhao Yan pouted happily in the dark, and then he straightened his clothes, because it was time for him to appear.

"God, I am your most pious servant, I ......"

The head of the Nali priesthood, apparently completely carried away by the first sight of the fanatical god, continued to speak the language of praise with a flushed face.

Unfortunately, the god was not a merciful god, nor did he seem to be a sycophant who liked to listen to sycophants, so he did not give Li Saitou a chance to finish his words, but poked out a huge head made of blood in the blood sacrifice altar.

Then, the jaws of the blood basin opened, and the shark-like fangs of the forest were revealed—

Li Xian tilted his head, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but unfortunately, the next moment, the fangs and blood basin mouths bit off his head and swallowed it!

The headless body of Li Xiantou, after kneeling upright for more than ten seconds, fell to the side.

"Come out! sinister villain, stand up for this god!"

In the midst of such a roar, the one peeked out from the bloodstained altar. One of the three heads of the Wei Ling God who had just swallowed the head of Li Sai headed towards Zhao Yan's location. There was a roar.

And Zhao Yan's answer is not words. Rather, it's Hubu Boxing.

That's right, it's a fist with a tiger soul, full of masculinity!

The roaring tiger crashed into the unlucky guy who was blocking the way all the way, and hit the target that Zhao Yan was trying to hit.

The huge head that poked out of the altar didn't seem to have expected that the top-level Tiger Step Fist would be mastered by Zhao Yan for such a strange thing.

Therefore, the fierce tiger soul actually shattered the bloody huge head like a withered and decaying one!

Caught off guard, the Welling God. There was a strange and low howl of pain, and the entire bloodstained altar was like a machine bursting into a veritable pool of blood.

Of course, Zhao Yan would not think that this Welling God, who had existed for at least three hundred years, would be an enemy that could be eliminated so easily.

Therefore, a series of tiger souls roared and rushed towards the altar like a pool of blood, blasting countless blood into the sky and flying wildly, facing the spirit in the altar. Caused serious injuries that would not be too light.

"Mortal, you have angered this god! You have completely angered this god! You are dead! This god swears...... Whew!!"

That Wei Ling is a god, I don't know if he is too involved in pretending to be a god or what, but he really seems to be completely regarded as a god. Therefore, the kind-hearted Zhao Erlang smashed it again with a tiger step fist, so as to help this existence who had lost his heart and was sober and sober.

This blow. It probably hurt the vital point of the god of the willing, and it actually made it let out an earth-shattering howl.

Several bloody arrows. Soared out of the altar's pool of blood, with incomparably accurate results, including Li Shiguang, who had died. A few guys who practiced demon martial arts were drenched on the top of their heads, drenching all of them in blood.

"Master, be careful, it's weird!"

According to the plan, Sun Tianyang, who has been guarding Zhao Yan's side and acting as a protector for Zhao Yan, who has continuously performed Tiger Step Boxing, has seen some doorways so he reminded loudly.

In fact, even if Zhao Yan was not reminded, he could quickly see clearly that the bodies of those demon warriors who were drenched in blood began to twist and change like convulsions.

"Kill him! Kill them! Demon Warrior Soldier - Kill this god!"

As if fearing that Zhao Yan didn't know him, the Wei Ling in the blood pool rose and roared loudly.

In the roar, several so-called "Demon Martial Divine Soldiers" with deformed appearances who were half-human and half-demon appeared rushed towards Zhao Yan's location.

"Big Saint, use a knife!"

Zhao Yan threw the Spirit Blade Long Knife to Sun Tianyang, and then took off the Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword from behind his backhand with his backhand.

But Zhao Yan did not perform the White Crow Sword Technique at the first time, but condensed a raging flame on the free palm.

The flames quickly condensed into a blade-like shape, constituting the killing move that Zhao Yan had always deliberately hidden-the True Flame Palm Knife.

After continuously casting the Tiger Step Fist to deal with the Mighty Spirit God in the altar's blood pool, Zhao Yan still had the remaining spirit and spirit, and at most he could support him to perform the Tiger Step Fist again, so he could only replace it with the True Flame Palm Knife, which was not commonly used...... Go to temptation.

Yes, it was just a tentative attack, and of course Zhao Yan couldn't be sure if the True Flame Palm Knife also had an effect similar to the Tiger Step Fist, which could kill with one blow, against the monster in its original form.

With a tentative thought, a flaming blade shot towards the most fanged and clawed monster, and hit the half-human, half-demon guy with incredible accuracy.

The demon warrior didn't have a brain-dead Taoist, at least when Zhao Yan's True Flame palm knife roared, he made an obvious evasive action, which made Zhao Yan seem to see the su-27 trying to play a cannon battle, and the awesome large-angle "cobra maneuver".

But no matter how awesome the cobra maneuver is, it is easy to show off the stunts and become a tragedy with the advanced missile with the automatic tracking and locking effect-

Therefore, this demon warrior fell into a tragedy without accident, and the True Flame Palm Knife sent out by Zhao Yan automatically tracked and hit his chest with incomparable accuracy!

The flames, rising in an instant, are filled with combustible flesh, and when fully burned, they are the best materials for combustion.

The demon warrior who was lit into a humanoid torch roared at Zhao Yan, who had caused him great damage, and rushed over with his claws and tried to die with Zhao Yan.

It's a pity that a dazzling sword light flashed. The demon warrior who struggled to charge became a corpse cut in two by the oblique thorn. Convulsed and fell to the ground.

"Phew, you demons and monsters, want to catch my old master Sun and go to steam and eat. I have to pass the level of my old grandson first!" Sun Tianyang held the spirit blade long knife, his face was full of anger, but after raising his foot and kicking the body of the burning demon warrior away, Sun Tianyang shouted at Zhao Yan again: "Ha-master, your knife is quite good! My old grandson is going to use him to kill!"

As he spoke, Sun Tianyang brandished the spirit blade long knife and took the initiative to rush towards those half-human and half-demonized demon warriors, only to see that where his long knife passed, a group of people were on their horses and turned over corpses all over the field!

After Sun Tianyang became murderous. It doesn't matter who is a demon warrior, who is just an ordinary cultist, as long as he is in front of him, all of them will end up in two cuts, and no one will be able to avoid his wild killing!

"The standard is to break the skillful ...... with strength" Zhao Yan looked at it with relish, and sighed: "One force will reduce ten times, this is not a high-level knife technique." ”

Seeing that the situation seemed irreversible, Zhao Yan finally struck another tiger step fist with a tiger soul, and blasted towards the Wei Ling Shangshen in the blood pool of the altar.

But this blow. But unlike the previous attacks, the phantom tiger was significantly larger, if the tiger that was conjured during an ordinary attack was just a tiger. The tiger transformed by this blow of the Tiger Step Fist will accept the undoubted Tiger King!

I saw the phantom of the tiger that was as huge as a majestic war horse from beginning to end. Roaring and rushing towards the altar blood pool, the minions tore up the other two heads that seemed to be about to take shape.

Fierce to the point of boundless masculinity. Most of the people in the blood pool of the altar were Yin ghosts and other mighty spirits, and they didn't have any power to resist at all. It was torn apart.

"How dare you hurt this god! You dare to hurt the doppelganger of this god! This god will not let you go, absolutely not!ah-"

The gloomy voice let out a roar full of resentment, but under the tearing of the tiger king-like tiger phantom, the blood pool altar filled with blood finally exploded unsustainably anymore!

The flames, from under the altar of the blood pool that had been blown into a large pit, rose up and approached the dome of the cave, but this fire was clearly just a yin fire without heat, and it seemed to be amazingly hot, but it was actually cold and piercing.

"Oh, I guessed it right again. ”

Because the Tiger Step Fist just now triggered the charging effect of the Cangxuan Snake, Zhao Yan, who was now in a weak state because of the loss of strength, looked at the raging yin fire from afar, and complained in a small voice.

Zhao Yan had no reason not to complain, because he saw very clearly that the Mighty Spirit God who appeared on the altar of the Blood Pool was obviously just a "clone" of the real Mighty Spirit God, or simply a wisp of "consciousness".

The essence of the god of Welling is probably somewhere else now, busy with other more important intrigues, right?

"Let's go, there's nothing to stay here, we still have a long way to go. ”

Zhao Yan said a little lonely, he originally thought that he would be able to successfully return to the realm of the real world by sniping this Wei Ling God.

Now it seems that sniping this doppelganger of the Welling God only gained a small amount of useful information, but only had a deeper understanding of this so-called Welling God.

"Don't you need to call it?"

Jiang Xinyue, who was supporting Zhao Yan, looked at Sun Tianyang, who was still shouting and fighting, slashing one obstacle after another.

"It should ...... No, I think when he comes to his senses, he will naturally come to us. ”

Zhao Yan glanced at Sun Tianyang, and came to the conclusion that Sun Tianyang at this moment, the mad demon who had been stimulated by blood, it was safer to wait for him to regain his senses.

Anyway, Young Master Ben needs to eat a meal now to replenish his seriously deficient spirit, doesn't he?

Jiang Xinyue also looked at Sun Tianyang, who was killing the Quartet, and then decisively and wisely agreed with Zhao Yan's opinion......

Before the blood sacrifice was held, the leftover soup eaten by everyone was cold, and under the cooking of the little maid in Xiahua, it quickly turned into a large pot of chowder.

Zhao Yan sighed and ate three bowls, and finally got rid of the extreme hunger from his body.

It's just that immediately after, Zhao Yan had to run to the toilet several times.

Ordinary crude food contains too many low-energy residues that are difficult to decompose, and after being eaten continuously in large quantities in a short period of time by a martial artist like Zhao Yan, who needs a lot of energy, it will inevitably be caused by vigorous gastrointestinal activity......

Well, to put it mildly, it's just that, "Three arrows." ”

And this is also for what, the monster "Golden Retriever" who followed Jian Wenjun at the beginning would carry a large number of "psychic elk jerky".

Compared to ordinary ingredients, those ingredients at the level of heaven and earth treasures are full of aura (energy) that can quickly and massively replenish the "essence and spirit", which is the food that warriors dream of.

Merely...... Those precious heavenly and earthly treasures were too difficult to obtain, and ordinary martial artists could only consume a lot of food to get the nutrients they needed like Zhao Yan.

But even if the requirements are lowered like this, those martial artists above the martial artist level are not the existence that ordinary families can support.

Otherwise, how can you say that you are poor and rich in martial arts?

They all envy the scenery of the warrior in front of people, who understands the bitter tears of the warrior squatting in the pit and squatting until his legs are numb?

Zhao Yan was in pain and happy, and then he heard Sun Tianyang's voice.

"Master, my grandson blocked the entrance to the cave, those brainless fools, I am sure that none of them will be able to get out......" (to be continued......