The roars of the demons one after another came from the young sect leader of the Eight-Faced God Sect, whose appearance had changed drastically, and countless tragic screams continued to emerge, like the cries and prayers of countless people.

Countless invisible screams and weepings disappeared and rang out again, humanity had gradually disappeared, and what dominated his consciousness had become the eight-sided idol phantom floating in the seeds of faith in the depths of his consciousness.

A strong energy fluctuation burst out from the body of the Young Sect Master of the Eight-Faced God Sect, and with his roaring roar, it caused a raging tide of heaven and earth's spiritual power, reflecting on the crimson fiery phantom.

His body swelled and changed again, spewing out flames like lava.

The catastrophic flame stung Lin Ze's eyes, only to be replaced by a cloud of demonic flames that rose into the sky.

The mountain-like Feilai Peak was overturned by a huge force.

In the midst of the flames, a giant claw stretched out, followed by pitch-black hairs dripping with lava, which wriggled like poisonous snakes.

The three devilish heads breathed sulfur, and in their mouths, pitch-black venom slowly dripped out and fell to the ground, corroding the ground and snorting.

Roar!

The young sect leader of the Eight-Faced God Sect, who was dominated by the chaotic will of the eight-faced god, truly surpassed the point that Lin Ze could resist at this moment, and the huge chaotic will, just looking at him, he would feel that his reason had been destroyed, which made people tremble from the heart.

"It's a little hard right now. ”

Lin Ze twisted his somewhat stiff neck and withdrew Fei Laifeng into the ring, "Really, how can you still transform? ”

Rumble!

Three minutes later, in the dead passage, Lin Ze was running for his life.

Behind him, the breath of lava swept all the way, and the Young Sect Master of the Eight-Faced God Sect chased after Lin Ze frantically.

Boom Boom!

Lin Ze was speeding forward, his hands were sealed, his spiritual power gushed out desperately, and one after another light wheels burst out and shot behind him, and the three-headed monster turned into by the Young Sect Master of the Eight-Faced God Sect, the three heads continued to erupt from the blazing lava fireballs, Lin Ze had to constantly dodge the fireballs that shot from the flash while running.

Bang!

A huge lava fireball exploded around Lin Ze, debris flew and Lin Ze was hit in the back by a boulder, and the whole person staggered and almost fell.

Roar!

In the next moment, the three-headed monster was already close at hand, and the six eyes were aimed at Lin Ze in unison, and the sea of corpse mountains and blood was reflected in the pupils.

Followed by.....

Tear!

The moonlight shattered, and the boy's head flew high.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

The monster opened its three bloody mouths and laughed heartily, like a cry.

But he didn't enjoy the pleasure of killing for long, because Lin Ze's head that flew out was shattered piece by piece, followed by his body, which was full of cracks like a mirror, and finally exploded in the air.

Moonlight Mirror

Sou!

Not far ahead, Lin Ze's figure resurfaced, turned to another passage and continued to run wildly.

Roar!

The three-headed monster raised its head and roared, and the aura of hell sulfur soared and spread, continuing to chase in the direction of Lin Ze's escape.

——

At the same time, in the middle of another passage not far away.

Nur and the men of the Ferry Knife Gate are approaching the end of the battle with the hundreds of people of the Wind Patrol Division.

There were still forty or fifty people on the side of the Wind Patrol Division who were still fighting power, while only a dozen people on the side of the Eight-Faced God Sect were still standing, and the leader of Nur even had a broken arm, looking miserable.

With a sword slick on his wrist, the man with a scar on his face on the side of the Wind Patrol Division slowly stepped forward, and a calm voice came out: "Hand over all the divine seeds, I promise you a neat death." ”

"Hahahaha。。。。。 Noor's remaining hand covered his forehead and laughed wildly.

"If you want, come to hell and get it!"

In his hands, three key things to awaken the clone of the eight-faced gods, the eight-faced god cult god seed gradually expanded, distorted, and turned into a larger ball, on which countless grimaces seemed to appear.

"Enjoy, the feast of death brought to you by the Supreme Eight-Faced God!"

In the silence, the yin wind suddenly rose, and a trace of scarlet aura spread in all directions.

In the passage, the dead corpses gradually withered, and wisps of remnant souls were absorbed into the scarlet torrent.

Snort!

The dozen or so living Cultists of the Eight-Faced God drew their swords and slashed their necks, merging their lives and souls into the feast of death.

Burst!

"You!"

The man at the Knife Gate let out a cry of rage, and it turned out that it was Nur who suddenly shot out from behind him.

The claws as sharp as knives stabbed into the man's chest in an instant, gouging out his beating heart, and it wasn't over yet, and Nur then put his hand on his heart.

"Ahh

Noor's palm jerked in, pulling out his heart.

With the life replenishment of the two powerhouses, the three divine seeds that had swelled several times and had a terrifying appearance seemed to have finally reached a critical point and were about to explode.

A blood-colored river winds its way through the void.

This is the river of death, which is full of bones and blood-stained with death and corpses, and where everything is cut off from the outside world, it has been turned into an abyssal demonic land.

The sound of the river ravaged the minds of all living creatures, robbed them of their will, and forcibly dragged all souls into the realm of darkness.

And in the midst of such surging sounds, countless illusory figures walked out of the river of blood, all of them hideous and not humanoid, they were evil demons from the extraterritorial world, demon warriors under the eight-faced god seat!

"Ahem. . . Cough.. Come, all of you, all of you. Die!"

Nur, who had lost his heart and had lost his life to the end, issued a final resentful curse to the crowd of the Wind Patrol Division, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, and the body gradually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all the flesh essence melted into the river of blood.

The demonic phantoms that came out of the river gradually became more and more solid, and they were about to come out of it.

Rumble!

At this moment, a loud explosion was heard.

First, a figure burst out, followed by a tall monster with three heads.

"Young Master Lin!"

"Chang Yuan!"

Lin Ze and Chang Yuan called out each other at the same time.

"Haha, hurry up, let's kill this guy together, the young sect leader of his eight-faced god sect!" Seeing so many people in the Wind Patrol Division, Lin Ze was immediately overjoyed.

Roar!

However, the three-headed monster that was chasing him suddenly turned right and rushed towards the three eight-faced god cult god seeds that were about to explode completely!