Me, Creator of Evil Gods!

"Ahhh, my finger!"

The witch withdrew her palm in pain, her huge body took a few steps back, smashed a few ground thorns, and stretched out her hand to see that one of the five fingers was missing a little finger, and the wound still had a black spot burned by high temperature. Mark of.

Although no blood flowed out, the severe pain still made the witch's ugly hooked nose look painful.

She looked down at the skeleton who spoke wildly, and said angrily:

"I'm going to tear down your white skeleton!"

"Come!"

The extremely evil war demon raised a magma war blade and made a move, as if signaling the witch to come over. Although he didn't say much, every word was extremely effective, and his mocking power was max!

"hateful!"

Wisps of black air began to riot with the witch's anger, rushing towards Lu Yu like a tsunami, and the mushroom giants on the ground also began to rush towards Lu Yu and the extremely evil War Demon.

"Frost protection!"

Lu Yu, on the other hand, condensed the ice wall and began to resist the spreading black air. Every air flow was no less than 740 at the peak level of Chen Xing.

Fortunately, after solidifying the skills of so many monsters, he is already comparable to some Huiyue level, otherwise he would be sieved by these forces.

The extremely evil War Demon dragged twelve swords and waved them like a storm, smashing the black air of the raid, leaving afterimages of magma in the air.

The fiery sword light beheaded the mushroom giants who wanted to rush over, and the magma and fire began to spread.

Its figure sprinted like a ejected rocket, jumped into the air in the blink of an eye, collided with the manifested poisonous snake, and swung twelve magma war blades together.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a violent splitting sound, a large number of knife marks appeared on the body of the poisonous snake vision, and orange-red silk threads appeared one after another!

Rumble!

High-temperature flames burst out from every thread, and exploded instantly, causing the vision of the exploding poisonous snake to howl in pain.

But the vision of the poisonous snake was not dispelled, and it bit back crazily. It was only defeated by the twelve-handed magma ninja of the extremely vicious War Demon, but it was constantly delayed by its flexible and tenacious body.

But the witch saw that these people had been held back, so she brought Long Xingyu to the big black pot.

Looking at the hot soup, she opened a bottle at her waist, a large amount of blood flowed from it, and the blood essence extracted from a large number of human bodies slowly melted into the soup.

Ding!

As if a chemical reaction had occurred, the soup suddenly began to surge, without wind and waves, or even a vortex, and all the soup began to slowly disappear.

And at this moment, a scarlet beam of light rose from the big black cauldron, soaring into the sky, and scattered all the future witches.

And after reaching the air, they spread out again, turning into beams of light intertwined one after another, forming a strange and complicated array.

It is densely engraved with various runes, exuding a strange power.

After these runes appeared, the air in the entire space seemed to become oppressive, as if there was some great existence that cast its gaze here, and everyone felt a feeling of palpitation deep in their hearts.

In fact, this is not the gaze of a great being. If he cast his gaze over without holding a ceremony, wouldn't it be too cheap.

This was just an illusion, a part of the summoning ceremony, which attracted the aura of a great existence, which caused this mutation.

The sky turned blood-colored, and countless blood-colored light spots fell to the ground, and all the stone pillars also cooled down. The black and blood-colored light intertwined together, and slowly condensed into a huge, closed eye.

"I'm going to succeed soon, Ren Zu... Ren Zu, as long as I take the last step, then I can succeed!"

There was a trace of surprise on the witch's ugly face, and her body couldn't help but began to tremble.

She no longer knew how long she had waited for a day and how much torture she had gone through in order to achieve this goal.

From loneliness and fear, she found the only support and also the only hope.

"It's almost there, it's almost there..."

The witch murmured softly, and looked at Long Xingyu in her hand with eyes as large as a bronze tripod, showing a sick smile:

"You are strong enough to definitely serve as the foundation for shaping."

"Hehe, I have already believed in the Lord of the Twilight, how could you sacrifice me?"

Long Xingyu taunted, the power of twilight in her body was still hitting the black thorns on her body.

The twilight power that ends all things slowly wears away these imprisoned black magic, ready to get out as soon as possible.

As a Huiyue-level disciple of the Twilight Blade, although she is imprisoned now, her soul still maintains its original strength and can continue to resist the sacrifice of the ceremony.

Even if she failed in the end, she could choose to self-destruct and disrupt the ceremony, only to prevent the birth of a powerful monster.

But after hearing this, the witch showed a strange smile and said:

"Whoever said that you are going to be sacrificed, I am the sacrifice!"

"What?"

Long Xingyu froze for a moment, but didn't understand what the other party meant, why the witch said that she was the sacrifice.

But although he was puzzled in his heart, Long Xingyu didn't stop, and the twilight light in his body didn't dissipate.

After accumulating to the extreme, it turned into beams of light, broke through the black thorns bound on the body, and escaped decisively from the palm of the hand.....

The light armor on her has been stained red with blood, and she looks like a mighty female general in red armor.

When the witch saw that the prey she had got out of trouble, her eyes glowed with green light, and she shouted in a sharp voice:

"Come back to me!"

Following the witch's roar, the Hammer of the Earth was also thrown into the big black cauldron, causing the bloody beam of light to expand further.

Black and red intertwined light beams converged in the air, blocking the space around Long Xingyu.

"Embers of the setting sun!"

Long Xingyu subconsciously drew his sword and slashed, the wind and the setting sun swept across the blade, the pressure swept over, the power of dusk descended with eternal silence, and collided with the golden-red beams born on these sacrificial circles.

Boom!

Accompanied by the sound of a lifetime, the power of twilight was shattered by these golden beams without causing the slightest wave.

At the same time, the liquid in the big black pot boiled more and more, and began to turn into liquid human shapes one by one, stretched out their bony arms, and shouted to Long Xingyu:

"Come, let's return to the Great Lord together..."

"Let's gain eternity together..."

"Everything will die, and only those who believe in Youshen can avoid disaster..."

"..."

A voice rang out from these liquid twisted human figures, like a bewitching voice, trying to drag Long Xingyu in together.

As the liquid rolled, the soup also began to rise, turning into long blood-red arms, grabbing towards Long Xingyu!

"Oops!"

Long Xingyu cut off the approaching bloody arms, and countless soups splashed all over, and even fell on her body.

The black and red intertwined light beams continued to approach, slowly approaching her, and asked him how to charge, but he couldn't break the golden and red beams of this sacrificial ceremony, and it was difficult to get out of the control range of this big black pot.

It seems that everything is at a dead end!

The witch looked at the endless magic circle, with tears of excitement welling up in her eyes, and shouted:

"I would like to use myself as a sacrifice to resurrect my child!"

boom!

At this moment, a great consciousness seemed to be slowly revived in the bloody formation in the sky, and the unparalleled terrifying pressure was unleashed wantonly at this moment, pressing down on everyone's heart.

That is a higher personality, an existence that is difficult for ordinary people to understand and look directly at, and it is definitely not human power that can make up the gap.

He seems to be slowly recovering from the endless abyss, and he wants to open his eyes and look at the world.

On the other side of the sacrificial circle,

Is it Ren Zu?

Or some kind of indescribable deity?

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Chapter 277

In the large array of black and red light beams intertwined, a wisp of purple-red dense air hangs down, like a treasure condensed by all things in the world, exuding the power to suppress everything.

Even if it didn't take any action, but appearing in this world, it made the space feel overwhelmed, making a creaking sound, and countless cracks spread all over the sky.

It seems that as long as it is poked lightly, this place will become a huge space crack, swallowing all tangible substances.

Dense air flow hangs down from that purple-red light beam, quietly floating in the air, the feeling of staring becomes more and more intense, and everyone can feel a bit of bone-piercing coldness from behind, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, Waiting for death to come.

Long Xingyu resisted those bloody giant hands that tried to wrap her around her. The Dusk Blade in her hand cut off the black and red light beam. Looking at the purple-red cloud of air in the sky, she said solemnly:

"This is just a ray of breath that has traveled through countless distances. If it really comes, it will directly smash the surrounding area!"

This is an existence that is much higher than the essence of human beings. Now that the ceremony has come to an end, it is getting closer and closer. Once the will is really called, then they all have to die here.

But how to stop it?

Even Long Xingyu herself was trapped in this strange black cauldron, confining the surrounding space, making it impossible for her to escape.

At this time of 14, the Hundred-eyed Spider Dragon had already shattered the giant rock hand holding him, felt the breath in the sky, and made a roaring sound:

"Roar!"

It seemed to be warning the aura in the sky, even if it was a more powerful existence, the Hundred-eyed Spider Dragon still dared to challenge it.

And the extremely evil war demon also chopped up the vision of the poisonous snake, and the claws of the bones clenched the twelve handles of magma, and he could feel the great deterrence from that breath.

That is the mighty power of a higher-level powerhouse, and it is absolutely crushing!

The fire of the soul in the eyes of the extremely evil war demon rose, and countless sparks condensed behind him, transforming into a huge flame giant, holding a magma sword, and swiping towards the purple-red airflow with the momentum of burning everything in the world.

Ding!

There is no violent collision, no difficult fight.

Just at the moment of contact, the purple-red airflow shook slightly, and the surrounding space suddenly shattered, directly shattering the flame giant condensed by the extremely evil war demon.

But this is not the end. An invisible force suppressed it, as if it wanted to crush the extremely vicious War Demon into slag.

"cut!"

The extremely evil War Demon raised his hand with twelve swords and slashed. The magma in the bone skeleton flowed at a high speed like blood, and the surrounding smoke also rose, and a huge spiritual force swept up.

boom!

Accompanied by the terrifying collision sound, the ground under the extremely vicious War Demon's feet split instantly, and a huge pothole appeared, and a large number of cracks appeared on its body, which looked like a broken ceramic doll.

In the cracks, it can be seen that the magma marrow is slowly flowing in it, repairing the cracks in the bones.

Although the extremely evil War Demon has the potential to advance to the unknown level, but potential is potential after all, and cannot be directly converted into strength.

To paraphrase a sentence from reading novels in the previous life, that is, a genius who has not grown up is not a genius.

But this time, the extremely evil war demon turned against the unconscious aura of the great existence. Although it only resisted a very small part of the purple-red airflow's automatic counterattack, it was considered a successful challenge!

For an extremely vicious war demon born for war, this kind of combat experience is far more useful in improving its strength than devouring souls or treasures.

Lu Yu didn't panic when he saw this scene, but continued to observe the big formation, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he murmured softly:

"It should be like this..."

"What did you think of? But it's too late."

And the witch also looked at this scene, and said sinisterly with that distorted old face:

"The ritual has already begun, and you are finished. Become sacrifices with me, and sacrifice your lives for the resurrection of my son!"

The huge magic circle in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and countless purple-red rays of light are shining, dyeing the sky together, as if it is a harbinger of the end of the world in some legends.

The black and red beams of light fell down in the big black pot, causing the soup in it to boil more and more, resulting in more soup stirring.

The vortex in the big black cauldron became more and more obvious, and a blood-colored crystal slowly floated up, intertwined with the purple-red aura in the sky.

Among the blood-colored crystals, there was this dead baby, whose appearance was already deformed. Its head was as large and terrifying as if it had been contaminated by nuclear radiation, and its limbs were extremely short.