Although it looks good when you smile, it is pleasing to the eye, and people can't help but be fascinated.

But what he said was chilling.

Her words made everyone hear a lot of information.

First, the previous god-turning monster should have some origins, but the god sacrifice didn't take him seriously, and he died as soon as he died.

Second, the black bridge is called Xianliu Bridge.

Thirdly, the priest seems to have a monstrous hatred for Lu Shaoqing.

This made Lu Shaoqing very puzzled, he seemed very wronged, "How did I offend you?"

"It's not that I want to put the bridge away, it's him, he called it."

Lu Shaoqing pointed at Xiang Kui and yelled, "The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. You should find him."

Seeing Lu Shaoqing thinking of betraying himself without hesitation, Xiang Kui really wanted to slap him.

You bastard boy is a natural traitor.

It must be a sacrifice to the gods, and I think you are not pleasing to the eye, and I hate you the most.

The priest looked at Lu Shaoqing and smiled coldly. She slowly raised her right hand.

Since appearing just now, the hands of the worshiping god have been hidden under the sleeves of the long skirt.

Now she shows her left and right hands.

The left hand is slender and white, and the jade hand is slender, so beautiful.

The right hand, however, was a shock.

Her right hand was broken, and the wrist was neat and clean, as if it had been cut off by a sword, neatly.

A broken hand is like a piece of perfect jade with cracks, it is no longer perfect.

When everyone saw that the sacrificial god had lost his palm, they immediately thought of the dead man.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help falling on Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing was also stunned, and the previous memories quickly emerged.

He subconsciously said, "That hand was yours?"

When Lu Shaoqing came into contact with the black teleportation array for the first time, he wanted to study it, but a hand stretched out from the teleportation array.

Lu Shaoqing destroyed the teleportation array immediately, and that hand was also smashed into pieces along with the teleportation array, turning into nothingness.

Xiang Kui and the other three were shocked, when did this kid meet the God of Sacrifice?

And cut off one of his hands?

Is it that fierce?

Not only that, but it can't be reborn after being cut, how can it be done?

At the same time, everyone also understood why the priests hated Lu Shaoqing so much.

For those special monsters that worship gods and minion priests, the regeneration of broken limbs is their own skill.

However, this skill is not easy to use in front of Lu Shaoqing. The broken hand cannot grow back, and it has become a disabled monster. How can I not hate it?

After Lu Shaoqing knew why, she wanted to cry, "Your sister, you said it was your hand. Can I apologize?"

"Also, why are you so cheap? Reach out your hand in a good way."

"You don't think about it yourself, just want to put the responsibility on me?"

"Do you know how to be a human being? How about being humble? After all, he is also a god, with hundreds of thousands of younger brothers under his command, can you be more generous?"

"Remember me as a small character, is it interesting? How stingy!"

Xiang Kui was speechless, are you apologizing for what you should say and the tone you should have?

Are you blaming someone?

You are adding fuel to the fire.

Sure enough, after hearing the sacrifice, he became even more angry.

"Death to me!"

The sacrificial god shouted angrily, and with a wave of his left hand, a black mist appeared, just like a dam opening and a raging river gushing out, instantly presenting a monstrous momentum.

The black mist squirmed and turned into a huge black monster with a height of one hundred feet, like an abyssal demon king. He raised his claws at everyone and took heavy shots.

"Chong!"

There was a crisp sound of the long sword being unsheathed, and a terrifying sword intent erupted.

A huge sword light soared into the sky, cutting the black monster in half.

With one strike of the sword, the black monster was crushed and turned into black mist again, surrounding the god of sacrifice.

With a bit of surprise in his eyes, the sacrificial god looked at the plan for a while.

She strikes casually, although not with all her strength, it is not something ordinary people can easily resolve.

But for Ji Yan, Jishen already knew about it.

In the God Killing Organization, there are quite a few pawns that she arranged for.

"How dare a lowly human being who has just stepped into Huashen show his sword in front of me?" Jishen said coldly, she didn't pay attention to the plan.

Ji Yan's eyes were solemn, and his long sword pointed at the god of worship.

He didn't talk nonsense and shot directly.

Although he knew that his strength was not as good as Jishen, he never thought of backing down.

Such enemies are his favorite.

The spiritual power circulated, the sword intent erupted, and the Wuqiu sword fell.

Freedom Sword Art!

Dazzling, terrifying sword lights lit up.

In an instant, like the sword light that opened up the sky and the earth, it shattered the sky and destroyed the earth.

The dark clouds above the sky were blown away, and the sky and the earth shook, as if breathing, the whole world became the world of sword intent.

With a mighty aura, Jian Guang descended towards the god of worship.

Entering the realm of transforming gods, Ji Yan's comprehension of the sword's meaning has gone a step further. It seems that a single sword can destroy the world.

When he shot, even Lu Shaoqing and the others behind him felt a chill all over their bodies, with a creepy feeling.

It seemed that the air around him was full of sword intent, attacking them all the time.

Xiang Kui looked at Ji Yan's fluttering white clothes and couldn't help but marvel, "Such a talent for swordsmanship is truly terrifying."

Xiao Yi was extremely excited, "This sword, the gods can't resist it, right?"

Hmph, a monster is a monster, why should it be a human being?

Transformation is transformation, so can't you shape your own body well?It didn't look good at all.

However, even though Ji Yan's sword is very terrifying, it seems to be able to destroy the world.

But for worshiping the gods, it seems a little not enough.

Facing the falling sword light, Jishen's eyes were cold, and he waved his left hand, surrounding her, roaring out like a faithful hound.

Wriggling a little, it turned into a large shield and stood in front of the sacrificial god.

"Oh!"

White and black collided, and the dazzling light invaded everyone's sight.

When the light dissipated, the sacrificial god stood intact, and the large shield in front of her turned into black mist again under the attack and surrounded her.

It seemed that Ji Yan's attack could not cause any harm to her.

The horror of strength makes people despair.

Ji Yan frowned, the enemy was stronger than imagined.

Just when Ji Yan was about to continue to attack, Lu Shaoqing shouted, "Go farther and fight."

Ji Yan glanced at Jishen, and his figure soared into the sky.

Faced with Ji Yan's challenge, Jishen did not back down, she sneered and followed, but she left behind a cloud of black mist.

When the black mist dissipated, a huge crack appeared, and countless red dots appeared in the darkness...

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