Paradise of Demonic Gods Chapter 386: Sacrifice

Facing the surging will, the three grey Knightss roared and wanted to resist with all their strength.

But the impact of the will on this kind of thing is purely a mental attack, a contest between the will and the will, no matter how strong it is.

Smiling is obviously an expert in will contests.

I saw three monsters trembling under the impact of his will, speechless, Qiqiao bleeding, as if the brain had evaporated.

Even the gray flesh that originally controlled the three Conferred Knightss continued to tremble and scream under the impact of white light. The will in the cells seemed to be irrigated with sulfuric acid, and Zhengbai was constantly killed.

But the real goal of smiley faces, Great Earth Temple Of the bishop, the man with nausea tentacles all over his body, just spit out a little blood, and coldly Glancing at the smiling face and not speaking.

‘How is that possible? ’

‘Even if it ’s a Conferred Knights at level 27, it ’s impossible to just spit out my blood when I receive the impact of my will positively, this man ...’

The bishop laughed: "Is it difficult to understand?"

I saw that he slowly raised his hands. Countless faces were twisted and deformed under his skin, and even many fleshy bulges seemed to form human faces. They mourned, roared, begged for mercy, just like a million The ghost came.

"Please, kill me, kill me!"

"Who will save my child!"

"Woohoo ~~"

Various voices came from elderly children, men and women.

Just as he smiled, the surrounding environment changed violently. It seemed that countless young and old, young and old, had rushed out and grabbed his body.

An old man cried and wrapped his neck.

A child howls to keep his ankle.

A man shouted and took his arm.

Thousands of ghosts simultaneously throbbed, seeming to drag him into the dark gate in front of him.

The next moment, the light and shadow changed, and the smiling face could see clearly that the so-called gate was the body of the bishop who was constantly twisted by tentacles.

Smilingly staring at the bishop, Martial Intent rushed out frantically, tearing the figure that caught him into pieces.

"What the **** did you do !!!"

"What did you do? Do n’t understand yet, mortal?" The bishop laughed and laughed: "We have more than just powerful **, I added the consciousness of those ants, so that we can There is no disadvantage in the onslaught. "

The smiling face suddenly turned around and found that the three gray Knightss that had originally lost seven qi were already standing there intact. The lion's head twisted his neck, coldly said: "It's my turn now It ’s breathable. "

The three grey Knights's ** have been stuffed with countless human consciousness. In the face of the impact of the will, it is just to die one for the other.

The smiley voice that saw this scene also cooled down, staring at the bishop tightly and asking, "How much consciousness have you stuffed? How many people have you killed?"

"Oh? Does Conferred Knights also care about the numbers of ants?" The bishop shrugged. "But if you ask me, I really don't know. You will remember yesterday's breakfast, the day before yesterday's breakfast, or one Did you eat breakfast for the month? "

The violent Martial Intent radiates out in all directions around the body of the smiling face, and the three grey Knights screams frantically under the exposure of this power.

The bishop smiled and greeted the rushing Martial Intent. He directly used the civilian consciousness in his body to resist this impact. As long as the human life in his body was not consumed, he could not be defeated by the impact of Martial Intent.

Smilingly looking at the bishop in front of him, his heart gradually sinks: ‘** immortal, not mentally bad, it ’s troublesome now. ’

There, the bishop has laughed wildly and said, "Conferred Knights can carry out will shock, this is because Ordinary person does not have this skill, so when you face the will of dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of people alone What will it feel like during an impact? "

"Enjoy them, enjoy their pain."

The next moment, violent, turbulent, full of all kinds of anger, despair, fear, and sadness rushed out of the bishop's body, as if all ghosts came out, and the infinite shadow will laugh in an instant The whole face was engulfed.

The braids and the old man looked at this scene in astonishment, but the consciousness of controlling the cells on them was killed by the smile with the will of the will, and then stood up and made a fighting posture.

The bishop coldly looked at the scene in front of him, but was disdainful, and directly commanded: "Here is to me, No. 1, go and grab the remaining one."

...

In the underpass, Fang Xingjian came to a hall. The whole hall was filled with the smell of corpses. He quietly walked on the path in the center of the hall, and there were countless deep pits on both sides of the path. White Bone and carrion.

At a glance you can't see the marginal corpse, at least thousands of people have died here.

Looking at all the dead bodies, there seems to be a killer cohesion in the both eyes of Fang Xingjian. The Mental Cultivation method in the mind keeps running, and it seems to be getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, a dark shadow emerged from the pit, but not yet approaching. sword light flashed continuously, and four blood splashes sputtered on him, and fell in front of Fang Xingjian.

Fang Xingjian looked at the dark shadow lying in the pool of blood in front of him, but the killing intention in his eyes was even more vigorous.

It's a three- or four-year-old child's body, but the child's limbs have been replaced with dog legs, his eyes and ears have been sewn up. He can feel the madness and death on the other side, and he can clearly Feeling that the other party is completely crazy.

Sprinkle a piece of sword light at will and kill the transformed child.

Fang Xingjian speeded up, both eyes killing skyrocketed, and continued to go deep into the ground, but in the position he walked in, he left a long sword mark scratching the ground without knowing it. It is the same as the uncontrollable power that constantly emerges from the body of Fang Xingjian.

After the mass grave, walking through the martyrdom more than 1,000 meters long, the **** smell came from the face.

The eyes of Fang Xingjian are countless men and women hanging from the top of the cave.

Every body has various scars on its body, some have their heads cut off, some have their limbs cut off, and so on.

Blood bleeds on the ground, marking the entire hall as blood.

Fang Xingjian's body is filled with lifelessness, and the ground under his feet is constantly cracking, as if a Longsword has been cutting the ground.

The killing in his eyes rolled up like a wind, stepping on the thick blood step by step toward the center of the Scarlet Hall.

Along the way, in addition to seeing dead bodies hanging like dead pigs, you can also see a variety of torture devices, often with blood and minced meat left on them, and even dead bodies lying on it. His face still looked terrified.

The sound of sharpening came from deep in the hall. When Fang Xingjian came to the position where the sharpening sound was located, you could see a small figure sitting there, sharply focusing on a kitchen knife.

A nerve-filled qualitative voice came from the other's mouth.

"Hey, hey, baby's meat is the freshest, and it melts in one bite."

"Miss Noble's meat is the most refreshing, and it's the best for cold sauce."

"The meat of Knights is the most chewy and I want to bake it every time."

With the sound of footsteps coming from Fang Xingjian, the short man slowly turned his body. The kitchen knife in his hand crossed the whetstone, revealing an ugly face with distorted features and a burnt face.

Looking at the Fang Xingjian in front of him, he hehehe laughed: "There is meat to eat again." When he said it, saliva could not help flowing down. (To be continued.)