Death Compensation

Chapter 769 Supporting Tianshan Mountain (12)

At this moment, halfway up the mountain.

Huang Jinjia took the lead and rushed directly into the resentment.

The golden light of the golden armor on his body is shining, followed by the mustache, and the Liuding Liujia beside him is also exerting his full strength at this moment, abandoning his own defense, entering the resentment in the sky, and the divine light smoothes the resentment , The two joined forces to open the way for the next person.

Then came the shining wind, flying into the resentment, turning into a large number of novelty toys, attracting the resentment to disperse.

Children resent, that is also children, coaxing children still have to treat the symptoms.

If the other divine soldiers have anti-air capabilities, then attack the opened entrance, and if they don't, then rest where they are.

Along the way, they have fought three consecutive battles.

Many were young lads who now have black and white hair.

Although the power drawn by the magic weapon is not much, it cannot withstand their heavy use.

If they continue to use it, the only thing waiting for them is premature aging and sudden death.

But there was no regret on everyone's face.

This is their ideal and their belief.

Lamp in hand, lamp in hand, is waiting.

At this moment, the golden armor fell, and he looked at the lamp.

After the lamp nodded, Huang Jinjia picked up the lamp on his back, and then charged up to take off again.

He rushed directly into the mass of resentment with the lights.

It was good that the peripheral resentment was distracted, but after reaching a certain height, more resentment gathered around at this time.

Although the golden armor can provide super high defense power, but this defense power is more aimed at physical aspects.

Magic resistance is there, but not much.

Being harassed by so much resentment, he was also greatly affected.

The original rising strength is being consumed rapidly.

To deal with this kind of resentment, in fact, let Liu Ding Liujia with a mustache do it.

It is a pity that Liu Ding Liu Jia's range of activities is limited.

The magic weapon is still too inconvenient.

A person can only use one magic weapon at a time, and with two magic weapons in hand, he can only use one.

The other one didn't work properly, which they had tried before.

But the advantage is that Miaozhu can't use the magic weapon.

Even if they get the divine weapon, they still have no way to use the ability of the divine weapon.

Otherwise, they had been confiscated some of the magic soldiers before, and they would probably not be able to survive the explosion of the lights.

"I can only send you here!" As the upward momentum was exhausted, Huang Jinjia could only use his last strength to push the light out, and then fell down by himself.

"Fire, let's burn!" The little flame on the lamp in his hand, following the flow of the idea of ​​the lamp, countless bright yellow flames danced.

These flames erupted, burning the resentment around them.

At the same time, some of them formed mythical beasts.

The flying divine beast waved its big paw, Lan Huo stretched out its other hand, was firmly grasped by the big paw, and continued to move towards the core of resentment.

However, this is not without cost, a large number of flames are also burning the lamp's body.

Although he tried his best to control it, his body was indeed mortal.

"It's not enough, it's not enough!" Deng Huo endured the pain of burning his arm, frowning and looking into the depths of the resentment.

There is a touch of pure darkness there, and that is the core of this huge mass of resentment.

If it is not destroyed, then these resentments will never stop.

However, in just this moment, his arm was already carbonized, and the high temperature made him feel confused.

There was only a click, and his arm was directly pinched off by the flame beast because of carbonization, and his body couldn't help but fell downward.

"Did it fail?" The lights were burning a bit in a trance.

In his other hand he held the lamp, about to burst into flames.

Although this cannot destroy the core of resentment, it can also severely damage it.

But at this moment, a breeze blew.

A light blue arrow flew over, exploded beside the lamp, turned into a gust of wind and lifted the body holding the lamp closer to the core of resentment.

Below, Feng Hesheng slowly put down his bow and arrow, and looked up at the resentment that filled the sky.

He is very clear that there is a part of his child in it.

He couldn't accept many things, but he couldn't accept that even if his child died, he couldn't rest in peace.

The lights were a little dazed, and countless resentments squeezed towards him.

The crying and howling of thousands of children rang in his ears, which brought him great mental pressure.

His spirit, which had been dazed by the high temperature, was further damaged.

"Then, burn, all resentment!"

"Burn all this filth, and find peace!"

Without any hesitation, Denghuo once again aroused the flame of the reconstructed geomantic omen with his own spirit.

He knew the seriousness of this matter, but he did it resolutely.

Because although this is an illusion, everything is real.

The things in it are true, the feelings of those people are true, the helplessness of the mountain god, the pain of Feng Hesheng, and the bravery of countless members of the crusade team.

All of this is true.

so……

The extremely dazzling flame ignited, the resentment all over the sky squirmed crazily, and the cry of the child was distorted for a moment.

Those who were close could only feel that their brains were trembling with the sound of this sharp scream.

But the screaming quickly dissipated.

A little red, revealed from the gloomy resentment.

No matter how dark and deep the resentment was, it quickly dissipated in front of the fiery red, which completely ignited everything.

In an instant, there was only a fiery red color entrenched in the sky.

The original overwhelming resentment also disappeared.

...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally the people of the aristocratic family arrived at the top of the mountain together with the sacrificial escort team.

This place seems to be in the sky, except for this mountain, there is nothing around.

The sea of ​​clouds is still deep below.

And at this moment the sky was also dimmed.

The rest of the temple wished without saying a word, and arranged a hundred children in order in front of the stone statue.

Behind the stone god statue is a huge hollow that is bottomless.

The local temple priests had already started the preliminary preparations for the ceremony very familiarly. They first worshiped the statue.

But maybe because the enemy is rushing up now, they don't have too many sacrifices.

Just simply asked the mountain god whether he was satisfied with these sacrifices.

As for Miao Zhu's words, the Mountain God didn't respond at all.

It is not surprising that those temple blessings, a long time ago, the mountain god did not like to respond to them.

But if there is no response, the problem is not big, which means that there is no problem with these sacrifices.

"Okay, get ready for the god-respecting tea!" said the host Miao Zhu, and the two Miao Zhu next to him immediately lifted up a sealed jar.

When it was opened, there was some kind of steaming transparent liquid inside.

God worship tea is also known as cleansing tea, the purpose is to cleanse the bodies of these sacrifices, let them enter a state of life stimulation, so that their pure vitality can be stimulated.

The first child was soon brought forward.

At this moment, the quilts that wrapped them had already been thrown away, and their young bodies were shivering in the cold and oxygen-deficient environment on the top of the mountain.

He looked at the old Miao Zhu who presided over the ceremony with a look of fear.

But it was blocked by the iron fence made by the opponent, and it couldn't move at all.

"You are very lucky to be able to sacrifice yourself for the sake of all living beings." Lao Miaozhu nodded in satisfaction, then pinched the opponent's mouth, completely ignoring the opponent's struggle, and poured a bowl of worship tea into the opponent's mouth .

"Wait, wait!" At this moment, a hesitant but increasingly firm voice sounded.

At the same time, Miao Zhu's eyes turned to the person who made the sound.

An indifferent vulture, the pressure in his eyes seemed to kill people.

No, then their eyes were startled, not because of the person who made the sound.

Lu Ran, a young Miao Zhu, has nothing special about him.

In the past, it was not that there were no young Miaozhu who could not understand this kind of sacrifice and wanted to speak out to stop it.

But these young temples also ended their young lives.

What really caught these Miaozhus by surprise was a golden token held tightly in Lu Ran's hand.

"As God's Chosen One, I ask you to stop offering sacrifices!" Lu Ran ignored the murderous eyes of the priests and the angry actions of other family members around him.

She finally stood up.

It seems to be speaking for these sacrifices, and it seems to be speaking for myself.

"I think things like sacrifices shouldn't continue."

"Being sacrificed should not be called sacrifice anyway!"

"So... please stop this kind of sacrifice!" Lu Ran summoned up his courage and said loudly.

The second change, 2600 words, good night everyone.