I, the Creator of Evil God!

"Ahhhhh

The witch retracted her palm in pain, her huge body took a few steps back, smashed a few thorns, and when she stretched out her hand, she saw that five fingers were missing a little finger, and the wound still had traces of being burned black by the high temperature.

Although no blood was coming out, the sharp pain gave the witch's ugly hooked nose face a pained look.

She looked down at the skeleton that was speaking wildly, and said angrily:

"I'm going to tear down your white skeleton!"

"Come!"

The Extremely Evil War Demon raised a magma blade and beckoned, as if signaling the witch to let the horse come, although there were not many words, but every word was extremely effective, and the taunt power was max!

"Damn!"

Wisps of black qi began to riot with the witch's anger, surging towards Lu Yu like a tsunami, and the mushroom giants on the ground also began to rush towards Lu Yu and the Extremely Evil War Demon.

"Frost Protection!"

Lu Yu, on the other hand, condensed the ice wall and began to resist these spreading black qi, each of which was no less powerful than the peak level of the Morning Star.

Fortunately, after he solidified the skills of so many monsters, he was already comparable to some Huiyue levels, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve by these powers.

The Extremely Evil War Demon dragged twelve war knives and swung them, frantically slashing out like a storm, shattering the black qi of these raids, leaving the afterimages of magma in the air.

The blazing blades decapitated the mushroom giants who wanted to rush over, and the lava and fire began to spread.

Its body sprinted, like a rocket that ejected, and in the blink of an eye, it leapt into the air, colliding with the manifestation of the viper's vision, and twelve magma blades were swung out in unison.

Thundered!

With a violent cracking sound, a large number of knife marks appeared on the body of the viper vision, and orange-red silk threads appeared!

Thundered!

High-temperature flames erupted from every silk thread, and they exploded in an instant, and the viper vision of the explosion howled in pain.

However, the viper vision was not dispersed, but bit back like crazy, but was defeated and retreated by the twelve magma warriors of the extremely evil war demon, but it also relied on its flexible and tenacious body to keep delaying.

And the witch saw that these people had been dragged down, so she took Long Xingyu and came to the front of the big black cauldron.

She looked at the boiling soup and opened a bottle on her waist, from which a large amount of blood flowed, and these blood essences extracted from a large number of human bodies slowly merged into the soup.

Bite!

As if a chemical reaction had occurred, the soup suddenly began to surge, without wind and waves, and even rolled up a whirlpool, and all the soup began to slowly disappear.

And at this moment, a scarlet pillar of light rose from the great black cauldron and soared into the sky, scattering all the future witches.

And after reaching the air, it dispersed, turning into one beam after another intertwined, turning into a strange and complicated array.

It was densely engraved with all kinds of runes, exuding an evil power.

After these runes appeared, the air in the entire space seemed to become oppressive, as if there was some great existence, and they set their eyes here, making everyone feel a feeling of palpitations in their hearts.

In fact, this is not the gaze of a great being, and it would be too cheap if he did not have a ceremony and he cast his gaze.

It was just an illusion, part of the summoning ritual that drew the breath of a great being, thus triggering this mutation.

The sky was blood-colored, and countless blood-colored points of light fell to the earth, and all the stone pillars also cooled down, black and blood-colored light intertwined, slowly condensing into a huge, closed eye.

"It's about to succeed, Renzu...... Renzu, as long as I take the last step, then I can succeed!"

There was a hint of surprise on the witch's ugly face, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

She no longer knew how long she had waited for a day, how much torture she had gone through, in order to achieve this goal.

From loneliness and fear, she found the only support and the only hope.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's just a little bit ......"

The witch murmured softly, pretending to be huge eyes like copper tripods, and looked at Long Xingyu in her hand, revealing a sickly smile:

"You're strong enough to definitely be the foundation for shaping. "

"Hehe, I have already believed in the Lord of Dusk, how can you sacrifice me?"

Long Xingyu sneered, and the power of dusk in her body was still constantly impacting the black thorn restraints on her body.

The power to end all things twilight slowly wears away these imprisoned black magic, ready to get out as soon as possible.

As a Radiant Moon-level Blade of Twilight Blade, although she is now imprisoned, her soul still retains its original strength and can continue to resist ritual sacrifices.

Even if she fails in the end, she can choose to blow herself up and disrupt the ritual, but she can only stop the birth of a powerful monster.

But when the witch heard this, she smiled strangely, and said:

"Who said it was going to sacrifice you, I am the sacrifice!"

"What?"

Long Xingyu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the other party meant, why did the witch say that she was the sacrifice.

However, although she had doubts in her heart, Long Xingyu was not stunned, and the twilight of her body did not dissipate.

After accumulating to the extreme, it turned into a beam of light that broke through the black thorns bound on his body, and decisively broke out of his palm.

Her light armor had been stained red with blood, and she looked like a mighty female general in red armor.

When the witch saw that the prey in her hand had escaped, her eyes glowed green, and she cried out in a sharp voice:

"Give me back!"

With the witch's roar, the hammer of the earth was thrown into the cauldron, expanding the blood-colored pillar of light even further.

Black and red intertwined beams of light converged in the air, blocking the space around Long Xingyu.

"Ember of the setting sun!"

Long Xingyu subconsciously drew her sword and slashed away, the wind and the sunset swept on the blade, the coercion swept away, and the power of dusk descended with an eternal dead silence, colliding with the golden-red beams born on these sacrificial circles.

Boom!

With the sound of a lifetime, the power of dusk was shattered by these golden beams of light, without causing the slightest ripple.

At the same time, the liquid in the big black cauldron became more and more boiling, and began to turn into liquid-like human shapes, stretched out his bony arms, and shouted to this Long Xingyu:

"Come, and return to the Great Lord......

"Let's get eternity together......"

"Everything is going to die, and only by believing in the gods can we avoid disaster......"

“......"

The sound came from these liquid-like twisted human forms, like a bewitching sound, trying to drag Long Xingyu in with them.

As the liquid tumbled, the soup also began to rise, turning into long blood-red arms, grabbing towards Long Xingyu!

"Oops!"

Long Xingyu cut off these blood-colored arms that were approaching, and countless soups splashed around, even falling on her body.

The black and red beams continued to get closer, slowly approaching her, asking him how to charge, but he couldn't break the golden and red beams of the sacrificial ceremony, and it was difficult to get out of the control of this big black cauldron.

It seems that everything is dead!

The witch looked at the endless circle, tears of excitement welled up in her eyes, and she shouted:

"I will make me a sacrifice and resurrect my child!"

Rumble!

At this time, a great consciousness seemed to slowly revive in the blood-colored array in the sky, and the unparalleled terrifying pressure was wantonly vented at this moment, pressing on everyone's heart.

It is a higher personality, an existence that is difficult for mortals to understand and look at, and it is by no means human beings who can make up for the gap.

He seemed to be slowly recovering from the endless abyss, opening his eyes to the world.

On the other side of the sacrificial circle,

Is it a human ancestor?

Or is it some kind of unspeakable deity?

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