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At this time, a man in black robe walked over and untied him.

Without restraint, the man stood up, took out the rag in his mouth, and threw it on the ground fiercely.

Looking at Ying Zixuan's eyes seemed to be breathing fire.

They had gone through dozens of moves in a short period of time. Although that person's strength was still strong, he was not as strong as the enemy, and soon fell behind.

The man gritted his teeth and gave up immediately. After throwing those children to the ground again, he began to concentrate on dealing with them.

When I have free time, I don't forget to make ironic remarks.

"Don't you claim to be decent people? How can you drive out such things as bullying less? It's really embarrassing."

The nine-tailed fox glared its teeth at that person, while making movements with its hands, it also didn't forget to open its mouth to fight back.

"It's really disgusting to deal with people like you. I can't even move my hands. But who made you so bad? The rest of us have to be heroes of the world and take you in for them, so that You pay with your life."

The man snorted coldly, and said without hesitation, "Then let me have a good look at it."

After speaking, he gave a loud drink and attacked them again.

Time flies, and Ying Zixuan's strength is even better. He is the Supreme Being, and with the help of Nine-Tailed Fox and Zhao Gao, his strength is self-evident.

After that, Zhao Gao stabbed the man's shoulder fiercely with his claws, and the man knelt on the ground half-kneeling with a wail, his eyes fixed on Ying Zixuan's face, and the refusal to admit defeat in his eyes was clearly visible.

The person with the mask on his face walked towards that person step by step, half-kneeling and said, "¨〃Master, how are you?"

A look of madness gradually appeared on that person's face, and then his hands were firmly grasping the soil on the ground, and the eyes under the mask gradually became dark, and those eyes that were terrifying to look at were staring at Winning again. Zixuan kept murmuring in his mouth.

"I won't lose, how could I lose, how is this possible?" Soon the black mist on his body became thicker and thicker, and there was also a change on the altar once, the solemn and simple oh pattern gradually turned black, Among them, there are streamers swimming around like densely packed little snakes, which makes people feel very disgusting.

That man was completely insane, all the bristled hair was scattered on his back at that moment, flying around like a devil, he got up little by little, watching his hands and body not stop Live shivering.

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Chapter 510: Zhao Long! 【Ask for full order and custom】

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The man with the mask looked at his master, his voice trembling.

The man suddenly raised his head and let out a loud roar. The black energy on his body was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was going to cover his whole body.

At this moment, a barely audible voice came from that person's throat: "Get out... get away."

But the person in front of him didn't hear it, and it was too late when he found out, and the black mist gradually merged into the body of the masked person, following the blood veins little by little. It merged into every part of his body, and soon his whole body turned black, even emitting black mist.

He widened his eyes, opened his mouth and looked at that person straightly. His body was trembling as if he was in great pain, and soon he fell to the ground without breathing.

843 The scene in front of me was unexpected to anyone. Yingzi Xuandong had never encountered such a scene before. He fixed his eyes on the person lying on the ground, but he quickly reacted from this phenomenon. come over.

"There is a problem with the black mist on his body, so don't touch it."

At the same time, I didn't have the guts to see this with my own eyes.

The nine-tailed fox stared wide-eyed, seeing the scene in front of him as if a sow could climb a tree.

"Fuck, what's the situation? Could it be that he's been blackened?"

Ying Zixuan kept his head clear and calmly analyzed the scene in front of him.

"No, it has something to do with that altar."

From the very beginning, he felt that this altar was different. Even the black mist in the forest before may have something to do with that other. Now that altar has been fully activated, and He was also affected by that altar.

Now there is only one way, either kill him directly or destroy the altar directly, but the question is how to destroy it? Ying Zixuan has never seen such a phenomenon.

That man completely changed his appearance, he slowly stood up straight, staring straight at Ying Zixuan's face, repeating a sentence morbidly.

"I won't lose, I won't lose." After speaking, she walked towards Ying Zixuan step by step.

The nine-tailed fox looked at Ying Zixuan's face: "Master, isn't he really crazy? Then should he fight now?"

Ying Zixuan glanced at him, his face full of expressions, are you talking nonsense.

"What do you think?"

As soon as Zhao Gao finished speaking, he leaped towards that person, but he was very careful not to touch that person, instead he spit out a small fireball from his mouth and sprayed it towards that person.

But that person acted as if he didn't feel anything, it didn't hurt or itch to him, but the black mist on his body became more dense.

"what on earth is it?"

First of all, he can't enter his body, and most of the attacks are useless to him. Now there is only one way to go, and that is to attack the altar.

After Ying Zixuan and Zhao Gao looked at each other, they walked towards the altar. The black fog on the altar was a little less than before, although it was only a little bit, Ying Zixuan still noticed it.

It seems that there is a time for this, maybe it was because of the dozens of children just now that the energy on the altar was transmitted to that person.

So you just need to delay as long as possible so that the person on the altar may become normal after the energy on the altar disappears completely.

Afterwards, they began to divide and cooperate. Zhao Gao and Nine-Tailed Fox attacked the man, while Ying Zixuan stood guard next to the altar, waiting for his energy to run out before attacking him fatally.

After the man got the mutation, his physical cultivation instantly returned to the peak period. In addition, the black mist that could not touch his body had no chance to fight against him. He could only use his speed to attack him. Downwind, Zhao Gao is a dragon cub, his body is relatively small so he can avoid it, but the nine-tailed fox is different, he is originally bigger, his external acceleration is slower than Zhao Gao's, and he has to avoid that person's attack and can't touch it at the same time. The mist that fell on him made him feel embarrassed for a while, and he had no chance to breathe.

They attacked each other for a while, the situation of Zhao Gao and Nine-Tailed Fox was not good, and they had a tendency to go down, but there was no way, if the altar was not destroyed for a while, they could only be suppressed.

After waiting for another half an hour or so, the black mist on the altar finally completely disappeared. Ying Zixuan held the weapon in his hand tightly and stared at the altar. The next moment he jumped up and stood on the altar. On the stage, the weapon in his hand was inserted into the unicorn's neck fiercely. At that moment, the altar seemed to shake violently, like some kind of struggle, and the man seemed to have lost all his strength and fell on the ground. The body trembled slightly on the ground.

The black mist on his body began to dissipate.

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Chapter 510 Eighth Mask 【Please order and customize】

With a slight click, the mask on his face shattered at that moment, revealing a face.

It's just that the face is full of black tendons, sticking to his flesh and blood, as if they grew there, the black tendons are all over his entire face, except for the eyes.

But Ying Zixuan felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. After thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered that he actually went to an ancient village one day about five or six years ago.

There are very few people in that village, only a few dozen families, but it gives people a very weird feeling, especially the way they look at themselves, like an outsider who broke into someone else's territory.

Every ten years, they would elect a holy son, and that holy son was the person in front of them at that time. At the same time, Ying Zixuan saw the image of a unicorn on a certain mural, and some kind of sacrifice was being carried out in that image. Could it be possible? Is it really as I thought? But then I was vetoed by myself. Is it true that it is so mysterious? But when I remembered how I came to this world inexplicably, it seemed to make sense again.

Are there any conditions for being a holy son? Ying Zixuan walked up to that person slowly, bent down slowly and stared straight at the black veins on his face, his eyes swept over him little by little. However, they finally found that if they regrouped or looked in another direction, they would find that it looked like a unicorn. Recalling the mural and this weird sacrifice, a bold idea gradually formed in my heart.

It's not that there are any conditions for being a holy son, but that being a holy son is cursed. That village believes in unicorns very much, and the unicorns that appear on his face make sense.

But why wasn't there on his face five or six years ago? At this moment, the system that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly made a sound.

"That's because he didn't accept the baptism ceremony at that time, so strictly speaking he is not yet the Son of God."

"Christmas?"

"Yes, the so-called baptism ceremony is to use half of the blood of all the people in the village and the lives of five newborns. After that, the Holy Son stands on the altar, and those people will slowly drip the blood of the people in the village into the sacrifice." On the altar, but this is not the end, the five children's wrists and ankles must be separated and placed on the altar together. After the blood of those children dries up, the so-called unicorn will come out, and it will not be long. A burst of black mist rises from under the altar, and that mist will be completely absorbed by the body of the Holy Son, so it leads to his appearance, and at the same time, the black tendons will come out at a certain time, Eat the flesh and blood on his body bit by bit, making people feel so painful that life is worse than death. At this time, the blood of the child is needed for the so-called smoothing, but this will not last long, I see him like this It’s been a long time since I thought about it.”

"Is it so cruel?" Ying Zixuan was used to life and death, but now he had a little sympathy for the person in front of him. He was arranged to have to accept his own fate. He was more or less similar to himself, but also different. , at least I didn't have such a desperate situation like him, and finally turned into this inhuman and ghost-like appearance.

Ying Zixuan sighed in his heart, he is not dead yet, but killing him is the best destination.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps not far away.

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Looking at the scene in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the previous disciple walking in front of them step by step with the fifth elder's corpse in his hand, knelt on the ground and cried.

"Elder Six, Elder Fifth..." After speaking, he slowly put the corpse of Fifth Elder on the ground bit by bit.

The Fifth Elder looked at the blue and white face of the Sixth Elder and felt dizzy for a moment. His head fainted and he almost fell to the ground, but he was helped up by the disciples behind him.

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Looking at the disciple's face with red eyes, he said word by word: "Why? Could it be that he didn't take that medicine?" At the same time, he knew in his heart that if he took it, the scene in front of him would not happen, at least not. will die before it comes.

Hearing that disciple crying louder here, he took out a blood-stained white bottle from his chest with trembling hands, slowly handed it to the sixth elder, and tremblingly said, "Fifth elder...he doesn't eat, Said that there is nothing to commemorate in this world for him, and he also asked me to give you this intact one. At that time, I couldn't persuade him at all, so I could only..."

The sixth elder had already guessed it, and knew the fifth elder's temper. He staggered a few times and seemed to be ten years older in an instant.

"Forget it, let him go, he is indeed...tired enough."

After speaking, he walked slowly in front of the Fifth Elder, slowly squatted down and wrapped him up bit by bit, and finally walked behind Ying Zixuan and the others to put him down.

The Sixth Elder stood behind Ying Zixuan and bowed his hands in salute to him.

……deficit.

Chapter 510 Nine Bloody Vengeance! 【Ask for full order and custom】

His face was full of respect.

"My lord, thank you today, from now on you will be our guest, but... I still want to ask that person to let me handle it myself."

He was the one who killed the Fifth Elder, no matter what he couldn't pass, the Sixth Elder kept thinking about the little things between Qianqian and the Fifth Elder, and his heart ached unbearably, while hating himself for being late But where is the other side and why didn't he take that pill.

It just so happened that the person lying on the ground woke up gradually at this time, looking at the surrounding scenes with dark eyes, he suddenly remembered something, and after "[-]" he burst out laughing.

He knew clearly in his heart that there was no longer any way to recover, so he accepted his fate, endured the tingling pain of life and death, and got up from the ground bit by bit, propping himself up to make himself seem innocent So embarrassed, his eyes stared straight at Ying Zixuan, and a smile gradually overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Have you negotiated who will come? Otherwise, I will do it myself."

His face is covered with black veins, all over his cheeks, which makes him look a little scary.

"Win Supreme, I would like to ask you to give me this opportunity. In the future, I can promise you three conditions. If it is not against morality, I will definitely go through fire and water."

The sixth elder's eyes stared straight at that person, and the anger in it was self-evident, as if he was about to swallow him alive in the next moment.

Ying Zixuan looked at his squinted eyes, and an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What if I don't agree? Then what will you do?"

The Sixth Elder was stunned for a moment, never expecting that he would refuse directly, but he quickly reacted, staring straight at Ying Zixuan's face.

"If the Supreme still wants to be like this, the old man has no choice but to wait here and watch you kill this man who is not as good as a beast with your own hands. This resting eyes can at the same time give an explanation to the people of the world."

Ying Zixuan slowly lowered his eyes, and looked at the Fifth Elder on the ground. He still kept his dead appearance and looked no different from an ordinary old man.

"He's going to die but I'm not now."