The cultist's body had been stuffed into the mouth of the grimace, but even so, he still delivered a dying blow.

His palm exploded all at once, and he slammed it towards the Wind Patrol Division!

The huge grimace mask, with two black rays of light shooting out of its two eyes, struck the Wind Patrol Commander like lightning.

The Wind Patrol Division let out a roar of pain, and the whole person flew out upside down, and the huge grimace mask, after this blow, finally disappeared into the void completely.

"Are you okay, uncle?" Lin Ze's figure flickered to the side of the Wind Patrol Division, only to see that his entire chest seemed to be covered with sulfuric acid, even if it no longer spread, but the terrifying wound had already made him lose his combat effectiveness.

"Don't worry about me, Lin Gongzi, the eight-faced god clone can't be successfully summoned, please!" Even though the Wind Patrol Division Commander was injured like this, he still frowned and held back. One of his hands grabbed Lin Ze hard, and his tone was firm and sober and extremely fast.

Lin Ze nodded, signaling him to rest assured, and then the whole person flew out.

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In the dark night sky, the clouds were illuminated by the color of the flames, like blood scarlet.

In the scorching wind, the ashes flew and rose into the sky, and the scattered fire powder disappeared in the air, like the stars of flame slowly rising.

In Xicheng District, the fight is nearing its end.

In the midst of those fights and counter-attacks that spread around every corner, there was roaring and wailing in everyone's ears.

Covered in layers of masonry and stone, dozens of meters deep underground, there was a magnificent and evil chant rolling like thunder.

The four monsters transformed by the Young Sect Master of the Eight-Faced God Sect had already arrived at the Demon Sealing Altar, and more than a dozen of the Eight-Faced God Sect sacrifices who came soon after, the roaring chanting echoed in the square of the circle, tumbling between the walls, rushing into the darkness of the dome, and spreading in all directions.

Burning fires flowed through the cracks of the masonry, forming mysterious runes that rapidly changed and twisted like suffocating snakes.

"The grace of my God, so sweet! I was lost, but now I am restored。。。。。。 ”

Just above those patterns, more than a dozen blood-soaked eight-faced god priests occupied the resonant array, connecting with each other's hearts, feverishly chanting the hymn of the evil god.

In the midst of the frenzied chanting, their eyes turned white, and their minds seemed to burn with the fanatical singing, immersed in the seemingly merciless and endless chanting.

It is obviously a eulogy and melody with a sacred meaning, but at this moment, it shows indescribable madness and hideousness.

Evil energy rippled from their bodies like a tidal wave, turning into a crimson glow that seemed to come from purgatory.

There was a roar and roar in the void, as if the gates of hell were about to open, and some amazing demon was about to descend!

Originally, it was one of the thirteen odes in the "Heavenly God Coming" of the Yuegu Divine Sect, a first-class sect in Middle-earth, and it was a hand-me-down classic recorded by several generations of sacrifices of the Yuebone Divine Sect.

In the Middle-earth Rebellion hundreds of years ago, the Yue Bone God Cult ceased to exist, and the "Heavenly God Coming" was usurped by the Eight-Faced God Cult at that time, and with the power of the eight-faced God, the thirteen god hymns were all stained into evil demon songs!

And in the midst of the frenzied chanting, the color of blood poured in from the void.

It was immeasurably scarlet, and the gurgling streams converged from all directions, turning into rivers, and the rivers surging and converging into tides.

Finally, all of them poured into the four monsters in the center of the altar, and the four monsters transformed by the young sect leader of the Eight-Faced God Sect roared and roared, and the merciless endless flow of black qi and scarlet blood mixed with flooded its body.

At the same time, at a depth of many meters below the altar, a faint and incomparably powerful aura spread upward, climbing up the bodies of the four monsters like a spider's web.

The black-red tide covered the dome, the ground, and everyone's breath, overlapping to form a scene of the ocean raging.

The tide of black and red rippled through the altar, faintly intertwining into a huge whirlpool.

In the center of the vortex, it was as if the space was distorted, it was a deep invisible darkness and unspeakable horror!

"My God! My God is coming!"

Just outside the altar, the leader of the sacrifice, looked at the breath brewing from the whirlpool, his eyes were frenzied.

In the center of the Demon Sealing Altar, the whirlpool trembled violently.

It's almost there.

It's almost there!

The great eight-faced god clone is about to appear!

"Quick, quick, quick!" the lead priest commanded.

There was a faint roar of rage from the center of the whirlpool, as if filled with dissatisfaction, which made the leading sacrificial leader sweat profusely.

He waved his hand suddenly, and more than a dozen priests around him exploded one after another, turning into a river of blood and being swallowed up by the whirlpool, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge suction force suddenly came from the whirlpool, sucking him in at once!

Rumble!

In the chaotic Xicheng District, in the sky, dark clouds rolled, covering the moonlight.

A blazing lightning descended from the sky, like a long whip, reflecting the faces of all the people and horses.

"Hahahaha, these eight-faced god sect waste, I didn't expect it to be really hard enough!" The left protector of the Raven God Sect shook his shoulders with a smile, and his eyes were full of mockery when he looked at the old ancestor of the Qu family and the Pingling County Guard, "The eight-faced god clone is about to appear, the two of you are ready to go, in other words, it seems that you two can't seal it, right?" What about Lin Canglan? I haven't seen him until now, hahahaha!"

Qu Fengxing, the ancestor of the Qu family, was expressionless and looked very indifferent.

And Pingling County Shoumu Huaiyuan put down the wine gourd in his hand, sighed a little distressedly, and said to himself: "This old forest, why is it so slow, but the eldest son of his family is also here。。。。。 ”

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Bang bang bang!

A cultivator from the county guard mansion chopped the mud-like shadow demon in front of him into several petals again, watched it fall to the ground in pieces, and then slowly glued together and stood up.

"Day!"

The cultivator who was stationed on the street leading to Xicheng couldn't help but burst into foul mouth.

With Xiao Che, Peng Tu, and some friendly cultivators who heard the movement and came over to join the battlefield one after another, these shadow demons no longer had the upper hand.

But it's still very disgusting, because these never-before-seen creatures are more difficult than monsters and ghosts, not only can they escape into the shadows to escape, sneak attack, but also recover by eating corpses, and some shadow demons, like the mud monster in front of them, can be killed and recovered.

This made the cultivators on the side of Pingling County gradually stabilize the situation, but they were still in a heavy mood.

At this moment, a figure slowly approached from a distance.

His body is slender, his whole body is covered with black armor, and even his face is wearing a black mask, leaving only a long black hair scattered in the wind, and what is even more eye-catching is that he carries a long sword behind his back, which is obviously in the night, but it makes people feel that the black long sword is darker than the night, like a black sun, extremely dazzling.

"Stop coming, report your name!" asked a cultivator from the county guard who cautiously stepped forward with his sword in his hand.

Rumble!

The black-armored man didn't speak, and an incomparably violent aura erupted from his not strong body, and countless sword qi shot out in all directions.

One by one, the shadow demons were cut by the vertical and horizontal sword qi, and it was only a matter of an instant, and these extremely fearsome monsters turned into dust, no, they were more fine than dust.

Everyone stared blankly at everything in front of them, and their minds were at a loss.

And then. ”

The county keeper cultivator heard a voice, and then something was thrown into his arms, and he looked down sluggishly and saw the token in his arms.

Under the faint moonlight, the words on the token illuminated.

- Wu Hou

"Hou Ye's token... He couldn't help but murmur softly.

"Don't worry, it's not fake, but you haven't seen the real thing. The man in black took back the token and walked towards the Xicheng district under the blue light mask.

Click.

With every step he took, there was a click on the sword behind his back, as if something earth-shattering was about to be born.