The Heaven’s Jailer

"The sacrificial array? What sacrificial array?" Song Youliang and Fan Jia looked at Liu Lang at the same time.

"Someone is going to sacrifice." Liu Lang murmured.

"This..." Song Youliang and Fan Jia are not stupid, even if they don't understand formation, at this moment, they understand what Liu Lang means.

There are a total of thirteen people outside the Wutian Sacred Monument.

As the leader, Su Chang will definitely not sacrifice. Only twelve others can sacrifice. As for whether to sacrifice part or all, the mystery will soon be revealed.

Under the gaze of Liu Lang, Song Youliang and Fan Jia, an altar finally appeared on the way forward.

"Is there really an altar?" The twelve holy master peak powerhouses did not know that the altar was sent to the west.

Seeing the altar appearing, the twelve people all gave Su Chang a thumbs up together, "Master Su's magical calculation, all the organs can't escape your eyes, I will admire it!"

"It's not difficult to call out the altar, it's difficult to crack the altar, and then, I have to rely on you all."

Facing the compliments of the twelve holy masters, Su Chang was very humble and polite.

"Master Su just order."

The twelve holy masters peak powerhouse, there is no doubt.

"Look, there are a total of twelve array eyes on this altar, which is similar to the situation when we entered. I also ask the adults to occupy each of the array eyes. Then, listen to my orders while pouring your own holy power into it. , The road ahead will be unimpeded!"

Su Chang explained seriously.

"It sounds relatively simple." The twelve holy master pinnacles, after looking at each other, went up to the altar without saying a word.

"This is to catch it all at once!"

Seeing that all twelve people were on board, Song Youliang and Fan Jia couldn't help but swallowed and spit.

But Liu Lang had expected it.

Su Chang is only in the late stage of the Holy Master, the peak of the twelve Holy Masters, even if only one is left, it is not easy to deal with, so since he has started, there will be no left.

"It's actually a good thing to catch it all in one net."

After a moment of silence, Liu Lang said to Song Youliang and Fan Jia.

"Why?" Song Youliang and Fan Jia asked Liu Lang puzzledly.

"Do you know what realm the twelve sacrifices are?" Liu Lang asked back.

"What level?" Song Youliang and Fan Jiaman were curious.

Because they couldn't feel the breath of those twelve people through the sacred stele without heaven, so they couldn't judge the realm of those twelve people at all.

"All are the peaks of the Holy Lord."

Liu Lang didn't sell Guanzi anymore, so he said frankly.

Previously, I didn't tell Song Youliang and Fan Jia because they were afraid that Song Youliang and Fan Jia were under too much pressure, but now there is no need to worry about that. After all, the twelve holy masters peak will soon be gone.

"Twelve Holy Lords Peak?"

Song Youliang and Fan Jia were taken aback.

Although the same is the peak of the Holy Lord, there are differences between superior and inferior, and even the gap is very large, but even the weakest peak of the Holy Lord is enough to be the patriarch of the last strong clan.

As far as Song Youliang and Fan Jia know, the core star domains are ranked below 80, and most of them have only one holy master pinnacle.

"Start!"

Just when Song Youliang and Fan Jia were thinking about the identity of the twelve holy masters, Su Chang had already given instructions.

There was no hesitation about the twelve holy masters pinnacle that Su Chang was convinced, and at the same time, they mobilized the holy power in the body and poured them into the eyes of the feet.

"Om..."

After a brief period of calm, the altar suddenly trembled.

Then, in the center of the altar, a rainbow light rose into the sky.

The twelve masters of the peak of the Holy Master raised their heads at the same time and looked at the place where the rainbow light was connected.

But seeing the rainbow light thrust straight into the sky like a sharp blade. And under the reflection of the rainbow light, the originally gloomy sky flashed instantly.

"what is that?"

As a result of the brightening of the sky, some things that were originally invisible can also be seen.

Looking at the giant totem slowly emerging from below the sky, the twelve holy master pinnacle powerhouses couldn't help being stunned.

"Your home!"

Su Chang carried his hands, glanced at the totem, and said slowly.

"Fate?"

This is not a good word either. The twelve holy master peak powerhouses who stood on the altar were all alert for a while.

"Master Su, what do you mean?" The white-bearded old man in the lead asked with blinking eyes.

"Didn't understand? Then I'll clarify a bit more."

Su Chang shrugged and said: "You will be wiped out in at most half an hour."

"What?" The twelve holy master peak powerhouses were all angry. At this moment, they were about to jump off the altar and said to Su Chang.

However, after working hard for a long time, they realized to their horror that their feet seemed to be nailed to the altar, unable to move at all.

"Boss, we were calculated by this kid!"

The middle-aged man with a beard gritted his teeth and said to the old man with white beard.

The white-bearded old man's face sank like water, although he was flustered, but as the leader of this group, he must remain calm.

Only by being calm, there is a silver lining.

"Master Su, we have no grievances and no grudges, why do you do this?" The brain spins for a second, and the white-bearded old man definitely plays the emotional card first.

After all, from the beginning to the end, he had a pale face, and he might still have a face.

"Why?"

Su Chang laughed loudly: "I call it a rainy day. Don't think I don't know what you think in your heart. As far as my realm is really out of the imperial tomb, you will allow me to take half of the treasure. Want to kill people for treasure?"

"Master Su, you think too much, and our brothers have to say the words, and we have to say, half for each side, and half for each side."

The old man with white beard patted his chest to make sure.

"Do you think I would still believe it? A hundred thousand years ago, I believed in some people's rhetoric and almost died in the imperial tomb. I wouldn't make the same mistake a second time."

Su Chang said with emotion: "What's more, without your life, I won't be able to go to the next level, so you should accept your fate!"

"Master Su..."

The white beard does not want to give up.

But other people don't want to talk anymore, "Boss, don't talk nonsense with him, I don't believe it, we twelve holy masters have joined forces, and we can't walk down an altar."

"Yes, join forces to lower the altar, and then cut this grandson a thousand swords."

Amidst the echoes, everyone has already begun to break free from the shackles of the altar.

But this is destined to be futile.

"Don't waste your energy, let alone the peak of the twelve holy masters, even if the twelve divine kings occupy the altar, there is absolutely no possibility of going down."

Seeing the twelve people headed by the old white beard struggling to no avail, Su Chang hugged his shoulders and said, "So, take advantage of this last half hour to think about any unfulfilled wishes. If I can meet them, I Will try to be satisfied, after all, you have contributed a lot along the way."