Chapter 5345

Lord heijia said coldly, "you go first!"

The sacrifice has begun, and these red robed deacons are useless. Staying here will expose their identity.

They are all strong men of the sect. They were dispatched here this time for the blood sacrifice. They usually don't meet each other.

No one knows the true identity of these people except him.

"Yes!" Several deacons in red respectfully take orders.

A tiny array rose. These deacons entered it and were instantly moved hundreds of millions of miles away, and their breath disappeared in an instant.

Now in the valley, there is only the little patriarch left.

The altar is now in a mess, leaving only some bones.

From the altar, a weak origin rises, which can not be said to be the origin, but a force that has never been seen before, which contains all things in heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, too few.

The power is also general, which can only be comparable to the origin of ordinary emperors.

After reaching out to grasp this source, a trace of color leaked out of the eye hole of the little black armor Lord.

I couldn't help yelling, "old man, you're not the last time. Why isn't it enough."

An amazing scene appeared. A ghost flew out of the body of the little black armor Lord and floated in the air.

"I can't blame it. The people who sacrifice this time are too weak. If they are four rank emperors, one will do." The ghost said wrongfully.

Black armour little patriarch was disgusted, pulled the weak source in his hand and threw it to the ghost.

"You dare say that when the fourth order emperor comes, we all have to die."

However, the ghost leaked a smile and quickly flattered: "how can it? With your current strength, can't you escape?"

"Hum, that's simple!" Black armour little patriarch ignored lazily, and then said, "come in quickly. Someone is coming here, and the strength is not weak."

"Oh?" The ghost heard this sentence and leaked a meaningful expression.

If the strength is not weak, it means you can fight or even kill.

After seeing each other's thoughts, the black armour little patriarch sighed: "it's not others, it's acquaintances. Let's go!"

After hearing this sentence, the ghost dared not say anything more and re entered the body of heijia little patriarch.

Shua!

A monk in black, who was very fast, came to this valley in an instant after the leader of heijia left.

Looking at the bloody altar on the ground, anger leaked from the black robed monk's face.

The broad sleeved robe shook, and a 12-year-old girl grabbed his thigh and dared not look at the bloody altar.

The monk smiled when he looked down at the girl.

Once upon a time, he had such a situation. The man also gave him a smile to reassure him.

"Brother!" The little girl in rags had clear and bright eyes. When she looked at the bloody altar, she felt uneasy at the bottom of her heart.

The breath around me tore the world apart, and ordinary people could not stay here at all.

The monk shook his head and waved his hand to take away the blood smell of the heaven and earth, leaving only a bare altar with solidified blood above it.

They landed slowly. As soon as they landed, the little girl rushed to the challenge arena.

She could feel that his brother seemed to have been here.

Plop.

I don't know what tripped me. The little girl stood up with her hands on her body and looked at the raised place behind her.

The monk stood aside without obstruction. What kind of identity and strength he had, he saw the little girl's past and future at a glance.

Although once poor, it was a light.

The future is very cloudy. Even if he will take the little girl in, her future is difficult to guess.

Close your eyes slightly, and countless pairs of eyes stare here for a moment.

The sacrifice here has destroyed many people, which can cause such great causal force, but he can't see who sacrificed here.

When I reopened my eyes and looked at the little girl, there was pity in my eyes. The little girl was just the epitome of countless eyes. At the same time, there were many people in the same situation as the little girl.

Not afraid of cause and effect, he is obviously a demon friar.

I don't know when the little girl had a puppet in her hand with crooked handwriting above.

It was left by his brother before he died.

"Little sister, live well!"

This is what he did his best to leave before he died. Somehow, it was not destroyed.

If the young patriarch knew, he would be surprised!

Maybe he's surprised now.

On the cliff of the valley, a man in a void stared at the puppet in the little girl's hand with cold eyes.

"Old man, is it really as serious as you said?"

"You and I have a life, how can I bang you? It seems that this is the evil result of sacrifice. I have felt a sense of uneasiness at the bottom of my heart for a long time. It seems that it is this thing, and even sacrifice can't be destroyed."

It is the black armour leader who hides here.

"Forget it, as long as you rebuild a source, you can get rid of it completely. I hate this kind of day."

The old man's voice sounded again and said in a low voice: "anyway, kill this man first. He's just a Taoist king. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"You're teaching me to do things!" The voice of Lord heijia was cold and fierce.

The one in the body was stunned.

Ordinary cold-blooded little patriarch, how can he hesitate.

"No, no, I just suggest to get rid of the puppet. There is cause and effect of you and me above. You can't stay!"

Heijia little patriarch ignored it, but kept staring at the monk, and finally shook his head.

On the altar.

The little girl knelt on the ground and sobbed. The monk came first, squatted down, patted the little girl on the shoulder, and said, "don't live up to your brother's long cherished wish!"

"Yes!" The little girl raised her head, looked at the monk's head, and then said, "why did my brother die!"

The monk was stunned for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, because he found that the little girl's future would change again. It was still muddy, but now it has become dark.

It seems that there will be another wonderful person in the world.

Of course, this refers to the ancient kingdom of Daxia.

"Go, I'll show you!" The monk took the little girl's hand and rose into the air.

The two of them left in an instant.

Until it completely disappeared, the little Lord heijia, hidden in the gap of the void, slowly appeared.

He looked at the place where the other party disappeared, and there was a trace of longing in his eyes.

"Huiqing, long time no see!" His voice was low, and not as cold as it used to be.

Wow.

Black armour hid into his body, put on a black robe and slowly took off his mask.

This little black armour patriarch is the "unparalleled sword" that has disappeared for thousands of years

The hair turned white at this moment.

"You're crazy. You're not afraid of being seen!" The sound inside sounded again.

The sword peerless eyes suddenly became fierce and shouted angrily, "shut up."

The man was no one else, but the white king who robbed him.