Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1295: A gift from the Sword God Temple
Above the dungeon is Temple Square.
In the square stands a huge statue of the Lord of the Ruins.
The lord of the ruins who was born in the chaos rarely shows up. Its main body is a chaotic creature with a human face and a fox body, with nine red tails behind it, like nine blood pythons, strange and mysterious.
500 meters to the west of the statue is the Temple of the Ruins.
At this time, a nine-story altar that had just been built began to operate in the Temple of the Market Master.
On the top of the altar stands a ten-meter-high statue of the Lord of the Ruins Realm.
On the head of the statue, there is a group of silver divine fire floating, which is burning blazingly.
On the rocky ground around the base of the altar, nine dents with the thickness of a normal human arm spread out. On the dots ten meters away, each forked and branched out into nine thinner branches, covering the entire area. The grounds of the temple...
The dent is so constantly splitting.
Dense dents like messy hair covered the ground of the temple, splitting four times in total, forming 6,561 dent branches and dots.
An old woman with a hunched figure, wearing a patchwork robe, and gray and disheveled hair like weeds, stood in front of the nine-story altar, her cloudy eyes seemed to fall asleep at any time, but the occasional flashes of light , but there is a sharpness that makes the gods feel horrified.
It is Granny Xu who holds the power in the Xu world now.
Beside her stood a barefoot girl in a black robe.
It is the chief confidant from Lord Lan, the ruler of the God Realm.
The figure of the barefooted girl in the black robe is half floating, her feet are not on the ground. The hem of the black robe reveals her slender legs that are crystal clear like jade, her bare feet are snow white, and her nails are painted a strange purple, shining with fluorescence...
Crackling.
A flame burns on the altar.
A warrior from the Mingxu Realm came in from outside the temple in a line.
They were dressed in black robes, also barefoot, with solemn expressions and hot eyes, in a kind of fanatic-like heat, they walked in silently, and in order, each chose the 'dot' on the ground to stand.
A total of 6,561 people.
They are warriors in their prime.
"Let's get started."
The voice of the barefoot girl in black robe was indifferent.
The black stick in Granny Xu's hand tapped lightly on the ground.
The warriors of the ruins cut off their right hands in a uniform manner. Blood spurted from the severed wrist, sprayed into the dent at the origin of the foot, and then flowed along the dent connecting the dots. Snakes squirmed and gathered towards the nine-story altar...
Blood flowed from the bodies of six thousand five hundred and sixty-one soldiers.
The altar turned slowly, making a roaring sound.
The mysterious power draws the blood of the soldiers, draining the last drop of blood from their bodies.
Their bodies shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and lost all blood, not only the blood, but also the body
All the water finally turned into stiff corpses...
The blood flowed through the split dent without staining the slightest.
The blood of six thousand five hundred and sixty-one middle-aged warriors finally squirmed and flowed to the base of the altar, and then, ignoring the influence of gravity, blood snakes climbed up the patterns on the altar like blood snakes, tearing the ruins world apart. The left foot of the statue of the lord suddenly turned bright red...
The blood-stained statue became strange and strange.
Especially the expression on the face of its human head seemed to be a little clearer, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of its mouth.
A faint chaotic breath emanated from the left foot of the statue.
The wind blows.
The bodies of the 6,561 warriors in the temple turned into white powder and scattered.
The girl in black robe and barefoot had a cold face, her eyes were ruthless, and she said: "Continue."
In the next instant, another 6,561 Ruins Realm warriors with fanatical faces walked in like silent ghosts in loose black robes, and each stood on the dots on the ground of the temple. ...
Broken arm again.
Sacrifice blood again.
Once again, 6,561 fighters gave their all.
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The pitch-black box slowly opened.
The smell of blood spread instantly.
There was a green head lying on the box quietly.
Pretty face, tender skin like a young girl, picturesque age, but with extreme horror on his face, it is obvious that he has been tortured before his death, and his eyes are wide open.
It is the head of the ancestor of the false **** of the Aoki gods.
In the Sword Master God's Temple, Chu Hen next to the throne, his eyes shot out like a sword, and he suddenly looked at the person under the steps.
The one who brought this box was an envoy from the Aoki gods.
A middle god, full of divine power, with an undisguised look of contempt between his brows.
Beside him, there are two guards with powerful **** warriors.
Having expected Chu Hen's reaction a long time ago, he looked at Chu Hen without showing any weakness, slowly raised his chin, and sneered gloatingly: "Mulin Guiben is a family member of my Aoki God Clan, but he took refuge in the Sword God Temple , death is more than innocent, even in front of Jian Xiaoyao, he should be killed."
Chu Hen's eyes were burning with flames, and he said in a deep voice: "If I remember correctly, Patriarch Aoki's change of family was approved by Lord Aoki, and he also made corresponding compensation."
"So what? It was allowed before, but now it's not allowed, so killing it is as simple as that." The messenger's tone was arrogant, and his posture was arrogant.
"So, are you provoking on purpose?"
Chu Hen's voice was like swords striking each other.
"So what about provocation?"
The young emissary sneered and said, "My Majesty still has some
One word brings: Let Jian Xiaoyao take care of himself, within one day, he will pay 300,000 yuan for the divine stone, otherwise, hehe...don't say it was unpredictable. "
After finishing speaking, he turned around arrogantly, and walked towards the outside of the hall with two guards of God Warriors.
In his eyes, the entire Sword God Palace is also worthy of being feared by Jian Xiaoyao.
As for 【Criminal Path】?
Hehe.
He was born as a lowly miner, and he thought he had climbed to the top, but in fact, many veteran gods in the God Realm didn't take this lowly miner seriously.
A **** is a bitch.
No matter how expensive the clothes are, no matter how tall he stands, he can't hide the poor and dirty smell on his body.
The envoy is elated.
Looking at the back of the messenger, Chu Hen took a deep breath, slowly wiped the eyes of the Aoki Pseudo-God Ancestor, and gently closed the box.
In the past few days, the turmoil in the God Realm has become more and more intense.
The Lord of the Ore, the Lord of the Sky, the Lord of the Flame and other major war gods, obviously received benefits not long ago. At the beginning, they suddenly turned their faces and united to attack the Sword God Temple.
In the beginning, they robbed the property and resources of the Sword God Temple.
Then there was the oppression against civilians of the family members of the Sword God Temple.
Up to now, the gods of Guishun Sword Temple will be slaughtered directly...
The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.
"Wait a minute."
Chu Hen opened his mouth slowly.
The envoy turned around slowly, with a sneer on his face, and said, "What?"
"I have a gift for Lord Qingmu, so please..." Chu Hen walked down the steps slowly.
The envoy laughed wildly: "You dirty slave in the mine, what gift can you give? Haha, you deserve to trouble me..."
Chu Hen suddenly laughed, interrupted directly, and said: "Don't worry, I can do it, I can do it..."
The voice did not fall.
He flickered, leaving behind a vague afterimage.
The real person came to the messenger in an instant, grabbed the messenger's head casually with his huge palm, like pinching a cherry, and twisted his wrist before the other party could react.
Click.
The envoy's head was twisted off alive.
Patter.
The headless corpse falls to the ground.
Chu Hen slowly handed the head to the two **** warrior guards who had been frightened, and said: "This is the return gift of the Sword God Temple, tell Lord Aoki that if he wants a war, the Sword God Temple will As he wished, let the Aoki God Clan disappear directly in this world."
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