A pool of water.

It stretches endlessly until the depths of the unknown.

It's really weird. The platform is located on the flowing water. When Chad saw it, he recalled the old man's words just now.

It actually gives people a feeling of Naihe Bridge.

In the sky, countless red flowers began to rotate and lined up around the river with an unknown end.

It is really like the other side of the other side on both sides of the Huangquan Road.

"This is the underworld."

The old man looked down at the underworld.

Then he looked around with a sneering look, and smiled again, "And these around him-

It's hell."

"Today, I use the power of faith in the entire Laos gathered in this sacrificial ceremony to completely awaken the blood power in my body."

"You are so cruel!"

The woman was still floating in the air and unable to move, but when she looked at the old man, she became a little desperate.

"So many innocent lives here have become your foundation? You are so cruel."

"Tsk tsk, what's this?"

The old man immediately smiled: "Anyway, these people have nothing to do with me. Don't they believe in gods?

Then I am the god now. I will devote their lives to shape a god like me. They should feel honored.

You said right?"

"Tsk tsk."

"I don't want to die, let us out."

"Isn't this a sacrificial ceremony? Why are we now offering sacrifices?"

"Let us go!"

Many of the people here are powerful.

They also know the affairs of the martial arts world. Now that the old man said this, they naturally understand what's going on.

This person is planning to use their lives to exchange for the improvement of his cultivation.

Of course they are unwilling to do so.

No one wants to die, how good it is to be alive, right?

But they have no choice.

Then the screams of horror came one after another, and they kept ringing.

And the painful scream became sobbing after being blown by the wind.

When Chad heard this, he felt like he was whistling around.

Not to mention, here,

It really feels like hell.

Or is it really hell?

"Old thing, are you going to destroy our Rakshasa Temple?"

The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall seemed to understand something.

Finally, he suddenly pulled off the cassock on his body, and the iron rings on his wrist instantly shattered, turning into sharp blades with cold lights that rushed towards him.

The power of masculinity exploded from his body,

The sharp blades, like powerful bullets, pierced the barrier on the platform in a flash.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the master rushed in.

He has to stop it.

Today is such a sacred day for their sacrificial ceremony.

Although he is not a good person, he has never thought of killing people.

Especially on such a sacred day to kill people.

You know, the reason why these masters became saints is because of the power of faith contributed by these mortals.

But if you live here today, thousands of powerful people will die.

This matter is definitely not suppressed.

This would have a great impact on their reputation as Rakshasa Temple.

Even, it will lead to no one believing in their Rakshasa temple, and there will be no power to believe in it.

This will destroy Rakshasa Temple!

He can't watch all this life.

So he must stop it!

But when he rushed up, he realized that his body was actually frozen there.

"Old guy, your mission is completed, and you are not working for you."

And at this moment, a mechanical heavy metal sounded behind him.

The master looked back and saw a guy wearing a silver mask. At some point, he had already appeared behind him.

"Honor?"

The master was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly asked: "Why?

Aren't you going to help us get the relics?

Now what do you ask your people to do?”

"You are naive." The silver mask said lightly.

Upon hearing this, the master's face changed drastically.

"You've been using us all the time?"

"Yes!" The man in silver mask nodded seriously.

"What is the little Laos worth? Everything is just a prelude, and you are also part of the material."

After saying that, the man in silver masked him in the air.

The figure of the master disappeared.

No, it's not disappearing.

Instead, it turned into a bright aura and entered the old man's body.

Buzz!

As this wisp of breath entered the old man's body, the latter's body suddenly trembled.

Then he raised his head, opened his mouth, and let out a deep breath.

"It's done!"

He murmured.

“Is this the power of God?”

"Yes!"

The man in silver mask nodded.

"So strong!"

The old man murmured.

Then he looked at the masked man and became silent.

"Do you want to betray?" The man in silver masked stood in the air with his chest hanging down, tilting his head. If he took off the mask, he would definitely see the touch of playfulness on his face.

"I give you the opportunity and the conditions to awaken the blood power in your body today and make your cultivation completely improve.

Are you going to betrayal?”

The man in silver mask asked again.

His mechanical voice actually had a kind of penetration, which was close to the old man's heart.

The latter trembled suddenly.

Then he lowered his head: "Honor, don't dare."

"I don't know if you dare, the little three-yuan saint just awakened the bloodline of the ancient god. What is it?
To be continued...