Yang Cheng looked at this group of guys expressionlessly, is his luck good or bad? The good thing is that I have just come to this world, and I have come into contact with the gods of this world.

Unfortunately, I am now about to face a 'god', and I don't know if I can bear my hole cards.

Now that I have hit the cult den, and I happen to be the thousandth person, it is obvious that there must be something related to this, what are you going to do later?

Sacrifice? Before Yang Cheng could react, a man in a golden robe walked to the high platform in the center of the house, and behind him was an extremely high bookshelf, densely packed with books.

This place is really a library, but I don't know if the books in it are serious or not. A magic array slowly rose on the high platform, and a middle-aged man in a golden robe stood in front of the magic array with his hands outstretched, chanting an unknown incantation in his mouth, and countless spiritual aura brilliance gathered in the magic array in front of him.

"Lord of Eternity, Lord of Truth, Great God of the Deep Space, Heather Willa, your followers welcome you with blood!" As Count Nat's words fell, all the believers present took out silver-white daggers and plunged them into their chests, and blood trickled out and seeped into the magic array.

The most bizarre thing is that someone has obviously pierced his chest, and even the blood is about to drain, but he is still not dead, but stares at the altar feverishly.

With the flow of everyone's blood, a terrifying figure gradually emerged from the altar.

The believers around Yang Cheng also stabbed daggers into their chests, including the young man who had brought Yang Cheng to the library before.

The people around him surrounded Yang Cheng like dead corpses, staring at Yang Cheng with gloomy and dead eyes.

"It is time for you to give your blood for the God of Truth to meet her coming." Yang Cheng looked at these 'things' around him, the blood in their bodies had been drained, and their vitality had completely dissipated, but they were still not dead, and they still had their senses, God knows what the hell gave them power.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Cheng showed a bright smile and said, "Welcome to you paralysis!" As the words fell, countless sharp bloody sword qi surged out from Yang Cheng's body, strangling all those living dead into a mass of minced meat.

Baron Nat's face on the high platform suddenly changed: "Transcendent!?" "To greet the god of truth, Heathervilla, needs the blood of thousands of believers to summon him.

Originally, Baron Nat had already gathered enough thousands of believers to establish the Truth Society, but today the assembly was an accident with one believer.

He crashed into a nobleman's carriage and was beaten to death, so he was unable to attend the rally, which also led to the temporary absence of one person.

But the formation to summon the God of Truth must be exactly a thousand people, not one.

In order to keep it secret, Count Nat developed his slaves into believers, and he really couldn't find anyone else, so he could only choose to temporarily bring in or deceive someone.

I didn't expect this temporary person to be extraordinary!

"Damn it!" Count Nat scolded secretly, and even took out a dagger and plunged it into his heart!

Sacrificing blood for the god of truth may result in a temporary loss of life, but when the gods come, you will have eternal life as the main sacrifice!

As Count Nat's blood seeped into the formation, the terrifying figure gradually became clear, and an ancient and savage aura descended.

The existence in the formation is more than ten meters long, with a body like a snake, but it has insect-like hard armor, eight pairs of insect-like arthropods on both sides of the body, and a pair of bat-like wings.

The most terrifying thing is the other person's head. The slender body hung a huge head seven or eight meters in size, covered with hundreds of eyes densely packed with it, and a huge mouth was layered one after another, without teeth, but full of pitch-black tentacles.

Yang Cheng was silent for a moment. It's not because of how powerful this thing is, but because it feels like this thing grows ...... It's disgusting.

Although the thing in front of him is claimed to be the god of truth, Yang Cheng really didn't feel much of the oppressive feeling after the other party came.

To be precise, although the aura on the other party's body was very ancient, it did not give Yang Cheng the slightest sense of oppression.

"Humble worm, give your blood and life and prepare for the arrival of the great Heatherville!" This god of truth opened his mouth and spat out a series of strange syllables, but it was strange that listening to Yang Cheng's ears could automatically convert into a language that he could understand.

Yang Cheng responded that this thing was a large stream of bloody sword qi rushing into the sky! A dense bloody sword aura roared out, and that power instantly made all of Heathervilla's eyes widen.

"Old Ruler!? Wrong! The breath on your body is not right! The Old Days Roll Clan? Not right either! It's impossible for the Roll Clan to have such a powerful power! Heathervilla's thousands of eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, but they were all torn apart by that sword aura.

The bloody sword qi slammed into Heathervilla's body, and suddenly let out a sonorous explosion. She had an extremely strong carapace like a worm on her body, and the bloody sword qi could only tear out a crack on it.

The blood around Yang Cheng's body was almost condensed into substance, and the eight or nine Xuangong streamers around him shone brightly, accompanied by a sharp roar, Yang Cheng's figure had instantly appeared in front of Heather Vera, and a shot stabbed out!

Heather Vera shook her huge head, countless eyes condensed on Yang Cheng's body, and the elemental power condensed in front of her, turning into layers of shields.

But under Yang Cheng's blow that contained extreme power, the countless elemental shields were all shattered and completely torn apart!

With a single stab, the Soul Breaker Spear directly tore out a huge wound on Heathervilla's huge head, and dark blue blood gushed out instantly.

"How dare you hurt the great god of truth, the supreme Heatherville!?" Heathervela roared madly, and her thousand eyes almost turned blue.

"God? What a weak god, you are worthy to be called a god? As Yang Cheng's words fell, blood rushed up all around him, and the monstrous sea of blood instantly spread to the entire building.

The Bloody Divine Monarch stepped out of it, picked up Heathervilla's snake-like tail, picked it up and smashed it to the ground frantically.

Yang Cheng's hand interrupted the soul spear and stabbed out countless gun shadows, and the power of killing gathered in it. Heathervilla's body began to collapse and disintegrate under the power of slaughter, and with the last punch of the Bloody God Monarch Law Phase, the huge head exploded instantly!

Although Heather Vera is dead, she still leaves behind an angry voice.

"I remember you! The supreme Heathervilla will not let you go! Yang Cheng raised his eyebrows disdainfully, of course this thing is not a god, at most it can only be regarded as a projection of the advent of a soul.

It's as if the Great Freedom Heaven descended in the flesh of the Tiger Arhat. This Heather Vera came down with the blood of thousands of believers as the carrier, and at this time, as she was beaten by Yang Cheng, even the soul mark that came was torn apart, and her limbs turned into blood, flowing all over the building.

However, the strength of this thing is far weaker than Yang Cheng imagined, even if she is just a projection, Yang Cheng feels that her body will be very weak.

Even if the soul projection comes, it will carry part of the power of the main body. As a result, this Heathervilla did not perform very well, her abilities may be very evil, but her strength is very weak.

It may be powerful for ordinary people, but for Yang Cheng, it is vulnerable. Therefore, after Yang Cheng killed this thing, the reincarnation of the heavens did not show that the task was completed.

Even Yang Cheng guessed that killing the body of this thing by himself would not be considered to be a completion of the task. After all, if the gods were so weak, then Yang Cheng basically had no danger in this world, and he could kill the gods at will.

Yang Cheng turned his gaze to the Earl of Nut, the blood on the other party's body was about to run dry, and he was not dead.

"You have killed the God of Truth...... Who are you? Which deity is incarnated? Count Nat looked incredulous, as if he still did not want to admit that the supreme god he believed in and worshipped could be easily killed by one person.

Therefore, he would rather believe that Yang Cheng in front of him was the incarnation of a certain god, rather than admit that the god he believed in was so fragile.

"God? Why can't it be human? Yang Cheng said: "How much strength can you give you by believing in that thing?" Your body is fragile, and it's no different from an ordinary person. "That ugly-looking Heather Villa is really a very weak evil god.

Although she claims to be the god of truth, she actually thinks about the name carefully, what is the truth?

There is more truth in this world, and it is not a debate, so what is the use of this God of truth?

Add a buff to the bar? Obviously, it was useless, except for her own identity as an evil god, she didn't have the ability to give Count Nat too many abilities.

Therefore, Count Nat, the high priest of the Truth Society, is actually not even a scroll family. From the beginning to the end, Heathervela did not promise Count Nat anything, he only used Count Nat to come to satisfy his desire for flesh and blood.

Earl Nat had been bewitched by the evil gods before, and had never thought about it. But now that Yang Cheng nodded like this, he suddenly couldn't accept it, his face showed a crazy look, and he lost his life in an instant.

Yang Cheng shook his head gently, this guy is also quite pitiful. People sell their souls and lives to demons, so that they can exchange their power for some benefits.

As a result, this guy is good, gambling on his title, and even on his own life, and he didn't even get a little bit of strength, and he wasn't even an extraordinary person.