He Fang wondered if he should struggle, but soon he realized that it was useless.

Those skeleton arms are too many, and they are extremely hard, even if Xia Xue'er uses the Qimen Nine Escapes, she still can't destroy those skeletons in a short period of time.

In this way, there are more and more skeletal arms.

Coupled with the powerful attack of more than thirty men in black, He Fang felt that it was very likely to fall.

"Dongfang Qin, Xue'er, you take Shiyu and Xiaoice away!" He Fang's side was completely surrounded by skull arms, and he couldn't rush out at all.

"If you want to fight, fight together!" Xia Xue'er was reluctant to leave.

"Their target is me, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave, and if you go, you may find someone to help, our strength is not their opponent. "He Fang is not a hero, but if he is really trapped here, there will be no hope.

"Let's go!" Dongfang Qin decided.

Several people began to rush wildly.

However, the immortal lord and more than thirty men in black had no intention of letting them leave.

He Fang thought very well.

He hoped that he could drag these people on his own, but he still thought it was simple, in the face of absolute strength, let alone the immortal master, even the attack of the more than thirty black-clothed people, he could not completely resist it.

The disparity in strength is too great.

More than thirty black-clothed people made a move, and the strength of each of them was equivalent to that of a sect leader, such a terrifying combined attack, He Fang and the others did not last a few rounds.

It was quickly trapped.

And Xia Shiyu, Xia Xueer, Dongfang Qin and Xiaoice were also caught.

Annihilated......

"Get ready, and start the sacrifice that follows. After the immortal lord finished speaking, he looked at He Feng again: "Since the person was caught by Professor He, Professor He will preside over it." ”

"Immortal Lord Xie. He Feng nodded.

......

Afang Palace.

She is a mythical place full of legends.

She carried the rise and fall of a legendary dynasty, and there are countless legends about her in history, but no one has ever seen her true face.

And today, He Fang saw her true side.

Gemstones dot the starry sky.

The floating palace represents her transcendent status, and in these countless floating palaces, there is also an altar that makes people look up.

The palms of both hands are facing the sky.

Such a shape appeared in front of He Fang again, but the feeling was completely different from the first time we met.

Because he was being tied to the palm of one of the palms, and on the palm of the other hand, there was a woman in a long white dress.

Delicate and beautiful.

The eyes are filled with divine colors.

The woman was fearless, her face was calm, as if she was enjoying the most noble ceremony in the world, and she held a knife in her hand, slowly cutting her arteries.

Blood flowed and dripped down the palms of his hands.

The blood-red light lit up, condensed in the palm of the hand, and under this vast "starry sky", it looked scorching and dazzling.

"O gods, I voluntarily give my blood and my life, please come!" the woman knelt in her palm, praying to heaven with a devout face.

He has the feeling of watching a movie.

It's too awesome, isn't it?

There really aren't any gods, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, a majestic roar sounded from the sky, like thunder, and then, the starry sky seemed to be torn out of a huge black crack.

Void Float.

Figures emerged from the cracks, looking down in mid-air, either in golden armor or in fairy dresses.

Powerful coercion is pressed down from the air.

The breathing began to become heavy and overwhelming.

He Fang was stunned.

Once again, his worldview was refreshed.

"This is impossible, how can there be any so-called gods in this world? If there really is, then, with the current force of this world, how can they resist it?"

Does God Really Exist?!

What will the world become?

Is it really as Fang Xiandao said, everyone has become a slave of God?

He has always been an atheist, and even if he sees some incredible phenomena, he only thinks that these have something to do with ancient magic at most.

But now, the appearance of God has completely upset this balance.

The feeling is too powerless.

It's like an ant facing an elephant, and a baby facing a giant, helpless.

He Fang always had a feeling of dreaming.

But soon, his dream entered the nightmare stage......

Because, after the woman in the white dress volunteered to sacrifice, a figure had already jumped in front of him and raised a bright cold dagger.

"Poof!"

The dagger stabbed him in the chest.

He Fang's eyes were firmly fixed on the figure in front of him, was this his biological father? His father really killed him with his own hands?

Feel the strength disappear.

He Fang glanced down at his chest, which was already stained red with blood.

And He Feng, who was standing in front of him, was still calm on his face, as calm as a windless lake, with no waves.

Evil cannot rule this world!

Light dispells darkness after all!

He Fang has received this kind of education since he was a child, and he feels that justice will never fail, otherwise the world would have been ruled by evil a long time ago.

The so-called evil is short-lived after all.

He has always felt that the villains in the movie who are trying to rule the world are very mentally retarded, where is there any possibility of ruling the world?

Even if it's a good layout.

Eventually, a righteous messenger will come down to stop him.

The ending of all stories must be beautiful.

Can ...... now

But it doesn't seem to be like that?

He seemed to be about to die, being sacrificed to the gods, and stabbed to death on the altar by his own father.

This plot, isn't it?!

What about the good and the good?!

"Boom!"

In the sky, thunder rolls.

Xia Shiyu and Xia Xue'er, as well as Dongfang Qin and Xiaoice, were all tied up, and they sat on the ground, looking at He Fang, whose chest was pierced on the palm, completely stunned.

"Where!" Dongfang Qin was the first to speak.

"Little Brother !!"

"Brother?!"

"How so...... Why is this happening?!" Even Xia Shiyu couldn't accept such a result, she couldn't believe that He Feng would really kill He Fang with her own hands.

My own father!

My own son!

Why did it end like this?!

"I, He Feng, with the blood of my son, with the life of my son, pray to the gods to come to the world!" He Feng stood on top of his two raised palms, and the black robe on his body was blown by the wind.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

“......”

Lightning.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the village elder.

"He Feng, are you crazy? Are you really crazy?! That's your son...... Your own son, you and Ayin's own flesh and blood!"