He pointed to Mr. Tu, the great devil who was the servant of the God Master and planned for thousands of years.

The air solidifies like ice.

In the next moment, the murderous intent suddenly exploded.

All the Golden Pill Demon Cultivators, whose eyes were pitch black and as if they were crazy, rushed towards Mr. Tu, intending to kill the only servant of the God Lord and replace him.

All the ten demon cultivators who guarded Mr. Tu were powerful late-stage Jindans, and they were already the top defensive force in the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation. But in these hundreds of demon cultivators, one after another, one wave after another of lifeless attacks, they were unable to support them.

Soon, the demon cultivator with guards was gnawed, bitten, polluted by evil spirits, and mentally malfunctioned. Like other demon cultivators, they murmured "I am the only servant of the Lord of God", and began to fight back and slaughter Mr. Tu.

During the riot, I don’t know who blew out the lamp in front of Mr. Tu.

The blood ritual was broken instantly.

With the power of backlash, Mr. Tu spit out a mouthful of blood, his spiritual consciousness was also severely damaged, trapped in the cage of his body, and was then flooded by hundreds of demon cultivators...

...

The battle in the hall has not stopped.

Until the last "servant" of the Lord of God remains, this feast of killing will not stop.

The demonic energy is raging and people's hearts are in chaos.

Blood flowed into a river and corpses were everywhere.

In this tragic and bloody scene, no one noticed that the figure of a thin boy slowly emerged.

There was still a strange black shadow left on his body, his eyes were deep, and his expression was calmly stepped over the corpses of countless demon cultivators.

In the mad blood and strange killing, he climbed to the altar step by step.
Chapter completed!