Chapter 861

The whole shrine hall, in a flash, only a heavy breath reverberated.

After a brief shock, they finally realized what Pope Shenhua was talking about.

It turns out that the Pope of Shenhua is determined to destroy the world, not to say that he has a deep hatred for the world, nor does he want to have a dominant family and turn Zhenwu into the back garden of Shinto.

On the contrary, he chose the latter between the ordinary Terran and the Terran warrior.

If he's telling the truth

People can not help but produce a trace of resentment, even anger.

Why do warriors have to be harvested at the moment of world consciousness awakening, and why should warriors die for ordinary Terrans?

"You don't like it, do you?" Pope Shenhua listened to the rapid and oppressive breath, and outlined a cold arc in the corner of his mouth, "we warriors have got the aura of heaven and earth, experienced numerous dangers and tribulations to come to this day, we have embarked on the road of evolution, is a better, higher life!"

"But in the end, we will die for those ignorant people and use our lives to fulfill their future."

"Just because Those ordinary Terrans have more lives. Though there are many warriors, they are still a few. They are the part that can be sacrificed! "

"Tell me, are you willing to accept such a ridiculous reason?"

Pope Shenhua's voice became deeper and deeper, reverberating throughout the hall.

After a brief silence, one of the gods raised his head, not angry, but calm: "I don't want to accept this result."

Hearing this, Pope Shenhua's eyes fell on him, showing a look of approval, indicating that he would continue to speak.

The emissary stood up straight, looked around, and said, "I don't want to accept it. Why do we soldiers have to die? The Pope is right. Warriors are on the way of evolution. We are obviously higher beings, but we have to die for a group of ignorant mortals. Why is this

The sound of breathing was getting louder and louder.

The eyes of some believers have become scarlet.

They all began to think about it.

Do the few have to sacrifice for the majority?

They are obviously more powerful beings. Any warrior in Qi Qiao state can deal with dozens or even hundreds of mortals. Among all the people present, the weakest is the immortal realm, and there are more than a dozen masters!

The warrior who does not destroy the territory can kill a mortal city at will and kill hundreds of thousands of ordinary people. And the strong master can destroy countless mortal countries. For those mortals, the martial masters themselves are gods!

But now, the gods are going to die for mortals. Isn't this the most ridiculous and ridiculous thing in the world?

"Angry? Not at all? "

"Since we don't want to die, naturally we want those mortals to die!" continued the envoy

"Natural selection is the core law of all creatures and civilizations! No matter how large the number of weak mortals is, they are not worthy of comparison with our lives

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly stopped, facing the Pope of Shenhua, he knelt down slowly and said in a deep voice, "please save me, pope!"

His words seemed to wake people up.

One of his nearest masters also suddenly responded and knelt down to the Pope of Shenhua, "please save me, pope!"

One, two, three

More and more awakened envoys and believers knelt down to Pope Shenhua and recited the same words.

Until there was no one standing in the hall except for the Pope Shenhua. The Pope squinted, looked at the battle on the water mirror and said with a smile: "don't worry, we will be the supreme life in the new era, as long as we kill those damned mortals..."

"World consciousness will be my bag."

At the end of the sentence, Pope Shenhua just murmured in his heart. His face was still warm, but half of his face was hidden in the shadow because of the different angles.

……

Boom!

In the depths of the void, there was a shocking explosion again. When a large number of flames went out, Lu Li's body turned from energy to substance again.

"No, the unfinished sword can't be controlled like this..."

Looking at the constantly buzzing Canglang sword, this idea flashed through Lu Li's mind. He knew that his failure was due to his wrong thinking.

Although the unfinished sword lacks the drive of high-level energy, it can not be condensed into an effective sword move by using high-level energy to control it. Its lethality is only limited compared with pure energy attack.

After failing at least ten times, Canglang sword also expressed dissatisfaction, and the sword spirit seemed to convey the idea of disdain.

"Don't worry. After all, this is the most powerful sword move of jianzun. If I can crack it at will, it will be a ghost."

When Luli is speechless, he also quickly pacifies this unique artifact. The buzzing of Canglang sword calms down, and then conveys a memory to Luli."Well?"

Lu Li looks at it suspiciously, and is preparing to take a closer look at what is recorded in this memory. However, Luo Chunqiu has already chased him up. Lu Li has no choice but to give up the idea temporarily and continue to flee.

However, he was not totally passive. In the process of fleeing, all kinds of exquisite sword moves were constantly displayed, including 18000 swords. Every breath was like the shadow of a locust flying around, shuttling in the immortal fire of divine power, trying to consume each other.

Fortunately, the constant nature of the force of fate has given him the strength to wage war of attrition. On the other side of Luo Chunqiu, although he is more brave in the war, and the God's clan costume itself is a constant high-level existence, but Luo Chunqiu is only the top master. He will be tired and impatient. Even as the erosion of the God's colonization on him is getting deeper and deeper, he will fear and shrink back.

"My tolerance for you is almost to the limit, Lu Li."

Controlling the fire of divine power, a giant hand smashed Lu Li's 108 thousand swords. Luo Chunqiu looked at the sword marks carved on his chest, and his voice was full of anger.

However, the resistance itself is not invincible. The more times he is attacked by the force of destiny, the slower the recovery speed of the divine colonization will be. The damage caused by this high-level energy is not unlimited. Luo Chunqiu can clearly feel that the God colonization is more and more dissatisfied with himself, and even increases the speed of extracting his own flesh and blood energy.

Only through the transformation of the ancient god, the power of the sea god and his own 90% transformed God family body, can we create a complete God colonization. It is like an insatiable monster, eager to fight, but also eager to kill and blood.

If it can't please the enemy with its blood, it will naturally turn to absorb its own flesh and blood energy.

"We can't drag on like this any more."

With a bit of anger, Luo Chunqiu's Scarlet eyes locked in the front of the flying land, and the meat wings behind gradually turned into broken flesh and blood, and returned to the control of the God colonization. Then, he opened his five fingers, and the flesh and blood flowed into his palm, forming a huge bow with a peculiar shape.

Holding the giant bow in his left hand, Luo Chunqiu's right hand was bent. Black blood flowed from his fingertips to the giant bow, which turned into a feather arrow emitting ominous and dead breath.

"What is that?"

At the moment when the bow and arrow were formed, Lu Li had a kind of feeling like a mountain on his back. He immediately looked back and was in a state of disbelief.

Although Luo Chunqiu didn't pull back his bow and arrow, he just locked himself in. Lu Li felt that death was attacking him, and there was an illusion that there was nowhere to escape.

He is very sure that this should be one of Luo Chunqiu's assassin's mace.

"Lu Li, you are lucky to die under my Tianmen sacred utensil."

Luo Chunqiu says in a cold voice, grabs the arrow tail and slowly pulls out the bow string.

This movement is very slow, but as the bowstring pulls, the void near the giant bow suddenly presents a broken water ripple, as if unable to bear its existence.

"Even the bottom of the box has been used. It seems that you are really eager to win or lose?"

Lu Li licked his lips, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he began to look at the memory passed to him by Canglang sword.

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