"Why do you say that you are in robes? You are in the same comrade with me. The king of the army was established and repaired my spears and spears. You are in the same vengeance with me! How do you say that you are in robes? You are in the same vein with me. The king of the army was established and repaired my spears and spears. You are in robes with me! How do you say that you are in robes? You are in robes with me. The king of the army was established and repaired my armor and soldiers..."

The magnificent war song suddenly rang among the mountains. The war song was thick and passionate, echoing between the clouds, not only stirring up and down the clouds, but also like a brush splashing ink, waving it freely, copying the war picture intertwined by black and white.

"Dong, dun, dun—"

The next second, the roar of war drums sounded, and the fighting sounds of golden swords and iron horses ran through the world. It seemed as if you could see the corpses and broken spears that kept falling from the sky.

The sharp aura is invincible, the earth is weeping blood, corpses flow and pestles, and there are cruel scenes of fighting each other everywhere!

In this environment, any creature will have blood surging, high fighting spirit, and even blood courage surges, because the void is filled with terrifying war aura, which seems to inspire the potential desire for war in the hearts of the soul.

This is a temple sacrifice!

The oldest mysterious ritual of the Songtigue school can even be traced to the beginning of ancient times.

This mysterious ritual was also carried forward by the God of War at that time, and eventually became the most important religious sacrificial activity of the war sect!

However, the current magnificent scene is slightly different from the previous situation.

Although the time of the temple festival is uncertain and may be separated by hundreds or thousands of years, as a behemoth that almost unified the Songtige school, the scenes of each temple festival are grand scenes of legends and rain.

The soldiers on the 18 hills in the sea of ​​war, the 36 palaces of the mountains, the 72 martial temples of various countries, and the 108 martial arts clubs overseas... Even some good generals from various countries from war sects will return to the Holy Court of War and participate in this almost rare temple sacrifice!

Well, but obviously, this temple festival had a strange situation.

The thirty-six palaces of the mountains, the seventy-two martial temples of various countries, and the representatives of the 108 overseas associations have all come. Even some generals who serve in secular countries gather in the holy court. But what is strange is that none of the eighteen soldiers’ masters have emerged. Even the Shang Puritan leader who is in full swing recently and has opened the 19th mountain has no trace at all. This is obviously a bit strange.

On the towering mountain of War God, creatures standing on ancient steps looked at each other, obviously feeling a little strange about this phenomenon.

There was a short message, and he whispered secretly on the steps that perhaps the eighteen soldiers were secretly opening the [War God Wall] to determine the final belonging of the "War God Candidate".

Well, this kind of thing is not a secret. After all, who doesn’t know the existence of the God of War Project?

This seems to be a secret that is not a secret.

The so-called eighteen soldiers are also the god of affairs on the major hills!

Well, yes, there are still eighteen.

Even Sima Taibai and Beidou Tianshu, who were almost destroyed, seemed to think that they had completely died.

As for the new leader of the Shang Puritans, he obviously replaced the mountain of the Immortal King Wuji.

The Wuji Immortal King is also the only king who has been eliminated by the War Sect in recent thousands of years.

After all, who made Him run to the Ten Seas!

The other kings were killed and at most they could change their divine bodies to survive and continue to accumulate strength. Even the divine beasts such as Beidou Tianshu, which were born in the Xiaoyue Tianlang race, never thought of leaving the war waters!

Therefore, the Wuji Immortal King was tripped and finally even ran to other bigwigs for protection, which seemed to be regarded as a betrayal by the Holy Court of War!

Naturally, the lineage of Wuji Immortal King was dismissed from the War God Mountain and the War Sect!

On the steps, some juniors who once belonged to the Wuji Immortal King lineage may be a little depressed and lonely.

After all, there are rivers and lakes where there are people. In places like war sects, the importance of the mountain is self-evident.

From the moment the Immortal King of Wuji left the war waters, countless people who had been entangled with him or had indirect contact with him will be more or less affected.

This also led to the fact that before the temple festival officially began, many palaces, temples, communities, organizations or individuals that originally belonged to the Wuji lineage were secretly active in changing the doors.

Of course, not all the guys are so realistic. There are still a very small number of people who are kind to Wuji, and perhaps because they are afraid of coming and being cold and rolling their eyes, they do not participate in this grand temple festival.

The guys who are in the event are really working hard, and those who have not come here really don’t come.

For a moment, the surging war sect actually had a little more worldly aura!

Gu Laohei sat cross-legged on the cloud bed of Biyou Palace, his eyes closed, as if his soul was wandering outside the sky, experiencing the Feng Shui of the earth fire.

Well, He did not participate in the so-called temple sacrifice.

After all, ghosts know the filth that may exist here.

What's more, according to the characteristics that Gu Laohei upholds, how could an existence like His paranoid, or a righteous or evil, run to a ghost place like the Holy Court of War and obey His manipulations!

Lao Hei is also very proud!

After all, what kind of priest is so awesome that I actually want the leader of the Puritans to come in person?

Even if he was peeking at the true god position of the Songtigue school, Lao Hei would never be accustomed to them.

Whether it is a compromise of interests, conspiracy, or a circus that invites you into the trap, Lao Hei is unwilling to follow His own way.

I can grab what I want, but it is definitely not what you give it to you!

An excellent "saint" must learn to "steer the rhythm" by himself!

You guys are fucking you, I'm fucking mine!

I want to follow the pace I am used to!

Well, this is probably what Gu Laohei meant!

Therefore, Lao Hei didn't care about any bird temple sacrifice. He was actively adjusting his own state and facing the upcoming war!

Of course, if Gu Xiaoren is here, he might sigh at the Immortal King Wuji and his few descendants, what is a blessing in disguise, but for Lao Hei, even those who came to participate in the temple sacrifice are all dead and nothing to do with him.

He has no interest in all love in the world. He just wants to make money now, oh no, make God!

Gu Laohei sharpened his knife and was about to slap, so he did not show up in the temple to sacrifice, which was understandable, but strangely, those guys from the other seventeen mountains did not appear, which was obviously a problem.

There are pollutants of the Lord of the Realm, chess pieces controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes, and maybe there are even big men who intend to end up in person, but without exception, even at the most critical moment of the "God of War Plan", these guys can still control their greed and do not act rashly, and obviously they have noticed some powerful threat.

The direct threat is naturally from the deepest part of the Holy Court!

——Sacred Temple!

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War God Mountain, Holy Temple!

The huge temple, which was shrouded in clouds all day long, was now trapped in a quiet atmosphere.

Many war priests in red robes were silent because the vague figure standing on the high platform made them dare not show their aura!

——Bin Shenzong!

The most amazing and brilliant person in the war sect in tens of thousands of years is known as the legend of one year, the demigod of five years, the great king of ten years, and the lord of the holy court for hundreds of years!

The existence that was once regarded as a hope by the owner of the Holy Court was also a big boss whom the war sect believed to be the most likely to become a god!

Some people are jealous and envious, some admire them, and some people regard them as tigers, believing that He is the biggest obstacle to his own path to becoming a god!

But the Bin Shenzong made it clear that he would not take the initiative to open the [War God Wall], and he had no intention of becoming a new generation of God of War!

Otherwise, there is probably no suspense in the so-called "God of War" candidate and it will not fall on the so-called Eighteen Army Lords.

Of course, there are naturally some people who don’t believe that Bin Shenzong seeks fame and pretentiously act noble.

There are those who destroy Him, many who slander Him, and many who hate Him, but the Bin Shenzong all smiled and ignored it!

At this moment, He stood with his hands behind his back, stood on the high altar, looking faintly at the towering statue of the god in front of him, and was filled with emotion!

After all, God of War, in millions of years, how can your disciples know that an old friend is hidden in your Taoist tradition, waiting, working hard, and practicing, wanting to destroy all your achievements in a long-term plan?

Bin Shenzong smiled and seemed to murmur at the statue in front of him: "You took the fruit of my father's way back then, and ruined his years of hard work in the cycle of reincarnation. Now, even if you look at each other from a distance, what can you do? You are still watching me destroy all your hopes!"

Listening to the unconcealed hum of the Bin Shenzong and the blasphemous words of the statue of the God of War, the war priests around him were not only expressionless, but instead shivered in horror, as if their heads were originally lowered slightly lower.

Well, as a servant of the God of War and as a priest who worships the God of War, there is currently no priest who dares to come forward to stop the angrily rebuke of the Bin Shenzong, robbing the gods and blaspheming the gods.

Oh no, it's not that there are no one. The guys who may have emerged have completely died.

Because when the vision deflects, you can see that on both sides of the huge altar, twelve pillars of heaven-to-Heavenly Fire rose from the ground. Those who opposed the Bin Shenzong seemed to have been tied to it and were burned into black coke grills!

The war songs outside were high and still echoed throughout the war waters, and the huge sacrifices were still held as scheduled.

But inside the War Holy Court, a pungent burnt smell filled the air, and everyone who appeared here didn't even dare to expose their atmosphere, enduring this nauseating and nauseating smell!

Perhaps it was the polite Bin Shenzong who had always been subverting their previous perceptions. Perhaps it was because the terrifying pressure of some superior threat made many priests tremble!

Cruel, bloody, cunning... These words that were originally nothing to do with Bin Shen Sect were probably pressed on His head at this moment.

Bin Shenzong had no expression on his face, but He seemed to feel some malice from the deepest part of his heart.

"Ha." He glanced around indifferently, and then sneered: "Perhaps someone has forgotten the taboos in the sacred texts, don't blaspheme God. The God of War is God, don't blaspheme. Why do you think I am not? Hum?"

His big hand waved his hand and, under countless horrifying eyes, swept the entire temple, which is known as the most protective power of the war sect, into a pile of dust, except for the statue of the god.

Not only was the Holy Temple soared into ashes in an instant, but even the war priests entrenched around them had large cracks on their faces, like broken porcelain. Black smoke emerged from the cracks, and scarlet fires filled with light. Even if some legendary creatures wanted to resist, they were still watching themselves slowly burning under some kind of confinement and gradually turned into ashes!

Even wailing and begging for mercy can't be done.

This is a terrifying suppression from the superiors!

For a moment, the entire collapsed temple was filled with terrifying scenes of smoke and fire, sparks splashing, and blood burning!

Bin Shenzong stood lightly on the altar, gently inserted his hands into his sleeves, and chuckled: "From today on, not only the war line will be dead, but Yin San·Shetige will also become the ultimate sound of the world. Oh no, at least I, standing here alone, is really... painful! How regretful! Hahaha--"

He smiled, then waved his sleeves, as if the clouds were shaking the sun, as if the wind was dancing.

The clouds seemed to gradually dissipate, revealing the sky, with big dark holes, and a kind of crazy-like eyeball full of madness!
To be continued...