Chapter 892: In my name, Qitianzhi (1/2)
”Buzz ...”
Strong force fluctuations shook the earth. In the ancient square, under the dragon bones still remaining in Yu Wei, Chu marks were placed in a **** array, and the whole body was flowing with the evil charm.
The crimson light pattern is like a spider web spreading out, with a triangle in the middle, and various intricate and mysterious inscription numbers are like the dried up blood.
”Wow!”
At this moment, the mask-like paradise slowly lifted away from Chu Chen's palm and slowly floated in front of his eyes.
The enchanting human face pattern on is like showing an evil smile.
Then, with the sound of ”咻 ...”, Qitianling directly turned into a ray of light and jumped into Chuchen's eyebrows, and instantly penetrated into it.
”Om ...”
Su Chuchen trembled suddenly, as if the depths of his soul had encountered an unprecedented tremor.
For a moment, his consciousness was like being forcibly dragged away by a huge vortex.
Uh ...
The endless vortex is like the rapid current flowing in the deep ocean, and Chu Hen's consciousness sinks into it constantly, like falling into the endless abyss.
Icy, Mori Han!
And the astonishment deep into the bone marrow.
”Wow!”
”桀桀!”
Uh ...
The ghost wailed, and the demon smirked!
痕 Various noises called scalp tingling filled Chu's ears, and in the dark abyss, there were a pair of blood-red eyes.
Like a dreamy alien space, Chu Hen insists on his will without any influence.
Uh ...
”Wow!”
A powerful air stream screamed head-on, and a thick red light surged.
I was like walking through a tide of great twilight, Chu Chen's heart trembled, and his body stopped instantly.
Howling and bloody, the sky bleak!
In front of Chu Hen, a blood-red world.
The mountain where the dead bones pile, the river where the blood gathers!
A round of blood moon looming behind the dark clouds, this was a shivering space.
Uh ...
At the foot of Chu Hen was covered with white-capped bones. In front of the bones was an open-air hall.
The floor is paved with black crystals, ancient brick walls and stone walls, and two rows of stone pillars carved with exorcism flurry patterns stand up against the sky.
Suddenly, on the upper end of the hall, on the spacious and huge stone seat, a huge figure sat sideways.
Uh ...
The other side leaned on the side of the stone seat, one hand was holding his chin, seemed to be sleeping, one hand was resting on the seat and holding an extremely sharp four-leaf sickle ...
The sickle was soaked in blood, exuding endless death.
The other person looks like a human, but his face is particularly terrible, with long white hair ... The five demon stone sculptures of the five holy seals of the outside world are like a little witch ... ...
Is this an evil god?
Even though Chuchen's heart has been prepared for a long time, but she really stands in front of the evil god, but she has a sense of inexplicable self.
As if everything is in the world, billions of souls are just lowly ants in front of evil gods.
When the evil **** arrives, blood will flow into the river!
Uh ...
Immediately, Chu marks slowly stepped forward, stepping on the road paved by the corpse.
The bones under the stomping feet made a ”chuck ...” The closer the front, the more Chu marks could feel a great coercion from the ancient gods.
At this moment, the evil **** sitting on the stone chair opened his eyes sharply. Those eyes were dark and black without eyes white ...
”Buzz ...”
Suddenly, Chu marks are like a falling ice cave, a tremor in the heart, and a kind of death breath that all souls are threatened.
Just a pair of eyes make people receive the signal of death.
Uh ...
Even so, Chu Hen did not stop.
Walk across the white avenue of bones like walking on thin ice, and step onto the palace's black crystal stone bricks.
”I need your strength ...” Chu marks his eyes as if torch, revealing his strong determination.
”桀桀 ...” A playful arc provokes on the face of the evil god, the face of ，, the smile of the demon, makes people shudder.
No one knows what the other person's smile means!
He may be mocking the stupidity of this weak human being, or he may be proud and someone will become his slave ...
Then, the evil **** slowly raised the four-leaf sickle in his hand.
The huge blood-colored sickle is bright and dazzling. It lifts the sickle, moves it in front of Chu Hen, and then slaps softly on the ground for three times ...
”Giggle!”
A heavy voice echoed, containing the magical power that shocked the soul.
Soon after, I saw a boxy stone platform rising in front of Chu Hen.
On the surface of the stone platform, a face pattern of evil spirits was painted.
The narrow and narrow eyes, the pattern on the top, this pattern is exactly the same as that depicted above.
Uh ...
Chu Chujin went to the side of Shitai with deep eyes, raised his right hand, and pulled out his index finger, ”噌 ......”, a sharp red scent crossed, and his index finger opened a gap.
With a sharp pain, a drop of bright blood drops dropped on the evil face pattern on the stone platform.
He sacrifices blood, the power of evil gods!