"Worship my God!"

Xu Anchuan was sore and weak, just lying quietly under the dead tree, looking at the group of fanatical madmen in the sky with an expressionless face, and the shadows of the small branches swept over his body.

"Great Lord."

"Accept the blood food offered by the lowly servants."

"With the Lost Holy Shed."

"Gather spirits with the flesh and blood of karmic moths."

"Let the power of God guide the lost believers back to their homeland."

Holding the red scales in his hand, he reverently walked step by step towards the huge moth above the pool of blood that was quiet and dead under the suppression of the curtain totem.

He chanted a strange melody of the ritual, carefully placing the half of the red scale between the moth's closed eyes.

Then, as if he had fallen into madness, he cut his hand open, and used the black and smelly blood to draw a complex pattern around the red scales. A strange fire suddenly flickered in his hollow eyes, and he paused slightly, and quickly continued to carve the intricate formation.

The crystal skull in the hands of the red-robed man on the thirteen Yin Black Corpse Mountains slowly floated and moved, silently arranging around the moths.

Under the scarlet moonlight, everything was so weird and terrifying.

Finally, the chanting that was like a magic sound, unconsciously addicted but terrifying, came to an end.

That moment is finally coming.

Although Xu Anchuan had experienced ups and downs that had not been seen in the past ten years in this long and strange dark moonlit night, he was still unconsciously amazed and even inexplicably fascinated by what was happening in front of him.

The scarlet night was quietly dyed a little black, and an indescribable and indescribable illusory figure slowly emerged on the huge and strange red moon overhead.

For some reason, a deep frenzied excitement soaked into the body. Xu Anchuan gradually lost the ability to think, and the blood flowing in his body rushed wildly like never before, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of his body to feel the great existence.

When the chanting ended, Xu Fang's heart was alarmed, and he subconsciously closed his eyes decisively and sealed his five senses with Yuan Qi.

However, in the face of that great being, all resistance seemed to be in vain, and he was still affected like Xu Anchuan, and his situation was even more dangerous. The Yuan Qi in his body was also being strangely assimilated, frantically impacting the Xu Fang's dantian veins, and he had lost control of the Yuan Qi.

The great being is slowly coming.

The thirteen mountains of corpses made of Yin black stumps and broken feathers were gradually swept up by the invisible storm, like thirteen demon snakes that reached the sky and rushed to the sky, converging into a huge corpse cloud.

The thirteen crystal skulls shattered one by one, turning into powder in an instant, and attached to the black blood circle on the moth's head along the strange lines, releasing a faint green fluorescence.

The thirteen xenomorphic black-pupiled yin crows that held the moth also turned into blood and poured into the moth's body after wailing weakly.

The moths that had lost their lifts did not fall into the sky, and the indescribable greatness of existence connected each other with a trace of illusory smoke.

The huge pool of blood beneath the moth was instantly emptied, and countless black blood flowed upstream, floating in the air, and slowly injecting into the quiet moth's body.

Above the dead tree, the silent prometheus eagle retracted its wings like a weeping cloud, a pair of amber eagle eyes were tightly closed, and its calm huge body sat in the crown of the dead tree.

On the barren mountain, the maniacal laughter echoed with joy, and thirteen red-robed men knelt in the air, reverently surrounding the man who seemed to be crazy.

"Servant, tide listening."

"Your most faithful believer!"

"Kneel down to meet my lord!"

"The Great Mutual True God!"

The dead tree that grabbed the stone trembled slightly, as if it was also afraid of something.

Xu Anchuan's right eye seemed to have a fire burning, the restless blood was slowly calmed down, the fanatical excitement subsided, and the chaos after being polluted by the strange power gradually woke up.

He endured the sharp pain in his internal organs, trying to pull back the Xu Fang who had lost his sense of self and walked towards the altar's pool of blood like a walking corpse.

However, the tiger is dead.

Xu Fang, who was bleeding from the seven orifices, walked slowly towards the empty altar blood pool without hesitation, and the huge brute force that was beyond ordinary people as a cultivator could not be resisted by Xu Anchuan, an ordinary person covered in bruises.

Xu Anchuan clenched his teeth and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, but he didn't give up, just like Xu Fang didn't give up on him in the white cocoon at that time.

Suddenly, a hot current in his right eye flowed towards Xu Anchuan's beating heart, and an unprecedented huge new force rushed on him.

Ignoring the strange changes in his body at the moment, Xu Anchuan picked up the struggling Xu Fang, kicked the red sand stone under the tree with his foot, and carefully laid him flat next to the corpses of his two dead brothers.

But the restless Xu Fang got up, still persistently wanting to walk to the altar.

Looking at the man who was walking dead in the scarlet moonlight, Xu Anchuan's eyes were complicated.

"I'm doing it for your own good, too."

"At least it's the only place that's safe for now."

"It's weird, brother."

Xu Anchuan put down Xu Fang and sat quietly on his buttocks.

At the moment, there is no way to do it.

Even if he tore the torn strips of clothes and kneaded them into ropes and tied them to Xu Fang, how could he be trapped with his brute strength.

After all, the situation is unclear now, and Xu Anchuan is not in the mood or able to keep caring about Xu Fang, who is slipping away corpses everywhere.

Right now, it's a question of whether he Xu Anchuan can live or not.

How nice it would be if this weird world was a nightmare.

There is no so-called fateful haunting that does not live to be twenty-four years old, there is no damn demon moth, there is no such bizarre and terrifying strange people and strange things.

The shocking changes in his life in the past few days almost crushed him, a man who thought he was optimistic and strong enough.

I'm just an ordinary passerby!

Obviously, he Xu Anchuan just wants to live plainly. His family is healthy and long-lived, and his life is stable and comfortable, and he pursues his little hobbies and hopeful dreams while living well.

But this shit fate!

This strange world, this cruel reality!

The filthy smell of rot and the sting pain that penetrated deep into his internal organs reminded him again and again that he was really going to die.

Death is inexplicable, death is silent. Like an ant in the corner, like a weed in the garden. They work hard to live and exist silently in a small society that no one cares about. But no one cares that life is just an insignificant existence for people who are busy and busy, and unintentional actions can destroy beauty.

Looking up at the scarlet moon, feeling the hot right eye.

Originally

Am I slowly out of my normal nature in this broken world?

Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his throat, Xu Anchuan smiled bitterly......

The figure that called himself the Tide Hearing disappeared, and then reappeared at the top of the dead tree, just as it had come.

The totem on his chest grew brighter, and the speed of the spinning six-pointed star slowly increased.

The dry and terrifying face suddenly had a little more smile, and the corners of the mouth rose strangely like dead wood.

The thirteen red-robed people who were silently kneeling and waiting in mid-air suddenly began to burst, and the black bones and blood bloomed like fireworks on the sky during the festival!

"Damn it!"

"Why, Nine Protectors?!"

"Damn it!"

"It's a corpse pattern! Someone inscribed a burial corpse, and we were part of the sacrifice! ”

"You can't die well, old ghost! Lord Wen will not let you go! ”

"Ahh

"Can't escape! Can't escape! ”

"Let me go, please let me go Master Nine Protectors!"

......

The silent red-robed people got up frantically, slapping desperately against the black arc array cage that suddenly lit up around them and quietly appeared around them at some point.

Desperate cries, angry spits, and threats of pleading for mercy that tried to redeem themselves could not withstand the all-engulfing blackness.

The stench of corpse blood gradually disappeared, becoming the nourishment of the great being, and the noisy world was silent again.

Chao Tingting smiled, and his dry voice was full of joy and complacency.

"A group of dirty ants who have never seen the light all their lives also want to share the fruits of my Chaoting plan and layout half of Jiazi!"

"You also deserve to steal the power of Lord Xiangyi!"

"How can such a great and sacred existence be peeped into!"

"Judgment?"

"If I inherit the power of each other, what can he do to me?"

"It's time for him to change his position that has been sitting for a hundred years! Hahaha! ”

"My tide is the future of Wu!"

The tide listens to the sky and laughs, laughing wildly and wantonly!

Xu Anchuan in the shadow of the dead tree watched coldly at the group of madmen above the dog-eat-dog in the sky.

No, he's all left now, Tide Listening!

Nine Dharma Protectors? Textual judgment?

Together? Witch?

Xu Anchuan is inexplicably familiar with the name, but his chaotic mind at the moment can't remember where he heard this name.

As for this group of madmen.

Dharma protector, blood sacrifice, hey, I'm afraid it's not the existence of a demon cult similar to those TV series. Hey, how can they have a good person.

The gloating Xu Anchuan thought secretly, and Xu Fang, who was struggling under his buttocks, seemed to be dead, and gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, the whole barren mountain began to shake wildly, and the huge cracks on the ground tore the barren mountain like dense blood vessels, and the breath of dead silence came from the depths of the scarlet night sky.

The few yin crows left on the dead trees also seemed to feel the aura of great terror, and they all folded their wings, shrunk into a ball, and trembled and huddled together.

But it seems that he can't bear the oppression of terror, or maybe he is affected by the violent shaking of dead trees like the collapse of buildings. Clusters of black black fell from the towering branches of dead trees like autumn wind sweeping away leaves, becoming a blur of bloody mud.

The canopy of the giant eagle remained silent and motionless, but the slight fluttering of its wings proved that he was not without waves.

In the face of this sudden upheaval, Xu Anchuan was a little at a loss for a while.

However, the heat in his right eye made him react quickly. He carried the corpse-like Xu Fang, desperately fleeing before the crack arrived, and ran wildly towards the place where the crack had not yet appeared.

As for Xu Fang's two dead brothers who were lying on the corpse, he Xu Anchuan couldn't control it, and it was already benevolent and righteous to be able to take Xu Fang away.

The pure white sympathy flashed, and the two brothers who were about to be engulfed by the crack under the dead tree mysteriously disappeared.

"This is the Xu boy."

"Sure enough, the surname is Xu, and the old and the young are all the same ruthless."

"Now that you see it, let's pick up a corpse."

"While it's still warm, maybe it can be sold for a good price."

......

The corpse clouds disappeared, the red moon shone, and the great existence finally appeared.

An indescribable, illusory and hazy huge figure.

The huge body is like a gateway connecting heaven and earth, and nine long necks like world-swallowing pythons, scales, spikes, and hideous and flamboyant are on top of nine majestic and huge faces like mountains, sad or happy, or crazy or angry!

His horror is indescribable, and his revelations seem real and illusory.

He was quietly revealed in the sky, the huge scarlet full moon seemed to stick to the night sky, and under the torrent of moonlight, the mythical monster reappeared in the world.

It's like a giant looking down on an ant in a hurry.

The Great Being did nothing, but brought ruin to the world of ant colonies.

On the barren hills, it is torn apart.

Xu Anchuan, who was carrying Xu Fang, ran around.

On the top of the dead tree where the clouds grab the stones, the tide listens to the fanaticism and loses his mind.

Prepare the blood food of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and serve it in front of the great being like a few peanuts in a small dish to a drunkard.

Finally, one of the thousands of illusory tentacles fluttering under the Great Being fell from the heavenly dome and the sea of stars, and gave alms to god-worshipping believers on the earth.

Like thunder piercing through the thick clouds, the illusory tentacles followed the wisps of smoke that were linked, and the moths that fell on the altar disappeared like snow into the water the moment they touched the strange magic circle above their heads.

The incense of the shrine is dim, and the great existence escapes like smoke.

In the final moments of his departure, the Great Being glanced at the familiar homeland, and he briefly paused for a moment to look at somewhere beyond the barren mountains on the ground, a brief look of astonishment slid across the face of the calm but hideous man in the middle.

The next moment, the dark red curtain that enveloped the moths shattered inch by inch.

Recovering from the recovery, she opened her demonic red eyes and was dazed.

Her forehead swirled in a formation with a complex texture like inky rose leaves, and green skeleton fluorescence floated between the formations.

The underside of the abdomen of the huge moth gave birth to countless dense tentacles, like the inferior epitome of the great being.

"Hahaha!"

"It worked, I made it!"

"Rival power! It's a great power! ”

Chaoting jumped down from the canopy of the tree, and couldn't wait to rush to the masterpiece that had been planned for many years.

"It's finally this point!"

"Twenty years ago, in the Huang/River burial dragon coffin, stealing the scales of each other."

"I have been looking for the karma moth that gathers the spirit carrier for ten years."

"I can finally go one step further and get a new life!"

The black hole's eyes were beating with crazy demon fire, and the tide couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Now just pour my soul into this ownerless shell, and I will be a new one!"

"Haha!"

"However, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, you can't be in a hurry, you can't be in a hurry! It is still necessary to take a closer look at whether the soul of this karmic moth has been completely wiped out by the Absolute Yin Devouring Soul Array. ”

In the face of Banjiazi's pursuit, Chaoting, who was close to success, tried to calm down and regain his senses.

He waited for thirty years, he didn't care about this last moment, he wanted perfection!

The hand that was as dry as firewood was placed on the magic circle on the forehead of the karma moth, and the tide listened to the yin qi in the body, slowly crossing into the karma moth's body, carefully looking for the remaining fragments of the soul.

Feeling the powerful qi and blood power in the body of the karma moth, like the flow of rivers and seas, the corners of Chaoting's mouth rose unconsciously.

He has endured enough of the torture of the approaching longevity and the exhaustion of his qi and blood, and this perfect carrier is about to belong to him!

As for whether it is a human body or a demon body.

So what, the power of the world is king!

Very good, very good haha!

Well?

How could there be no soul fragments?

The effect of the Absolute Yin Devouring Array is so good? Completely wiped out the soul of this evil animal?

Wrong! There is fraud!

Damn it!

The tide was like touching a snake and scorpion, and he withdrew his hand violently.

His mind was solemn, and the yin qi that was suddenly swallowed told him that the soul of this karmic moth was still there, and it might not even be affected at all. However, it seems that she is constrained by something, and she is neither worn out, but she is also unable to control her body independently.

Unexpectedly, the most dangerous part of the plan that has been planned for many years turned out to be the last seemingly ordinary soul replacement.

His state is not yet complete because of the sacrificial call, and there is still time, and after recovery, he is bound to meet the opponent in the most perfect state.

Although this karmic moth is precious and hard to find because of its strange causal power and perfect ability to gather spirits, in the end, it is just a monster with low combat effectiveness.

However, for the sake of the great cause, it is still necessary to inherit it in the most perfect soul state.

Chao Ting pondered and laughed.

Fresh flesh and blood is the best nourishment for these so-called evil spirits. Thinking about it, the yin qi in the body is already ready to move.

"Kitty!"

The giant eagle with the canopy prostrated opened its eyes at the sound.

"Don't play dead."

"Optimistic about karma!"

He turned away and stopped looking at the ownerless demon moth body.

"Cute little flowers."

"Your hour of glory has come."

"Be a part of me!"

He searched for the four delicious reserve grains on the barren mountain, and the breath of fresh flesh was the best guide, like a lighthouse dazzling in the dark night!

"Found you!"

"Huh?"

"Why are there only two left?"

"It seems that it was sacrificed along with the blood and food of the sacrifice."

"Still, two is enough."

Flickering like a ghost, a strange figure appeared behind Xu Anchuan, who was glad to escape from the rift of death, but he didn't know where to go, but he still ran away with his life.

Death came quietly, but the boy under the moon ran wildly without knowing anything.

A white light flashed silently and landed between the moth's eyebrows.

High in the sky, the confused karmic moth's eyes gradually regained their brilliance.

In the crown of dead trees, the giant eagle with wings like clouds spreads its wings.

Who is the hunter and who is the prey in the dark moon night of miracles?