After another two or three hours, the sky gradually turned white. Shi Yu was taken to a high platform a hundred feet in diameter and tied to a gold pillar as thick as a three-person hug in the middle of the high platform.
The high platform actually floats in mid-air. It is made of materials like gold and wood, and is golden in color. It shines brightly in the early morning sunlight, like another round of scorching sun competing with the sun. It is truly dazzling.
"Go, let the disciples disperse and find more monks to watch the ceremony. Let them say that today our Golden Spirit Realm will launch an array to worship the heavens. The son of Shenyu will be the sacrifice and the sacrifice will be held at noon. Let them see if they are provoking me, the Golden Spirit Realm.
What will happen to you, let me show my prestige in the realm!" The cold old man finished explaining to the disciples and found a corner to sit down on the edge of the stage. Dozens of Golden Spirit Realm monks scattered around him.
"Hey, old gentleman, I'm not a son of God! Did you make a mistake? If the sacrifices don't match, that's deceiving God! But you will be punished by God!" Shi Yu was still fanning the flames, but at this time, he was also feeling a little nervous.
The battle seems to be quite large, can the Xuanshi Martial Armor hold up?
"Wrong? Haha, the disciples of the three God Kings of Shen and Yu are all sons of God. I'm afraid you don't know this yet? That's right! Mr. Wang won't tell you everything for a half-abandoned disciple. As long as you are a disciple of the God King
If you are still here, you are the best sacrifice! We, the Golden Spirit Realm, have been fighting fiercely with your god Yu for hundreds of millions of years, and you are the first son of God to be sacrificed alive, hahaha! God bless our Golden Spirit Realm!" The old man laughed a little wildly.
"Bah, God bless you, let me give you a taste of what God's punishment is later." Shi Yu felt even more uneasy and couldn't help but secretly curse.
As time passed, the expatriate disciples returned one after another, and each of them was surrounded by several to dozens of monks from other realms. Shi Yu even saw Fang Nan and his party.
Fang Nan looked at Shi Yu, who was tied up tightly on the high platform, and opened his mouth, unable to say anything. Shi Yu even turned his head and did not dare to signal anything to him, in case the old man saw the clues and harmed him.
That's not appropriate.
At noon, four to five hundred monks from all walks of life gathered around the high platform. The Wood Spirit Realm is vast, and it took a lot of effort for the Golden Spirit monks to find so many people in a short time.
The old man looked up at the sky and felt that the time had come. He stood up and shouted loudly: "Today I captured a son of the God of Shenyu Realm and offered it to the sky to comfort the heart of heaven! I was in a hurry today and couldn't prepare the entire formation. I feel guilty.
Heaven, there will be more sacrifices in the future to make up for today’s mistakes!”
After saying the prayer, the old man bowed to the sky and turned around to walk towards Shi Yu.
Standing in front of Shi Yu, the old man said in a deep voice, "The Golden Jue Formation is our supreme enemy-destroying divine formation in the Golden Spirit Realm. Let me see if your master's spell can withstand the power of the great formation!"
Shi Yu curled his lips in disdain and said nothing.
Seeing his arrogance, the old man stopped talking. He stamped his foot heavily and shouted: "Start the formation!"
As the old man shouted, there was a "zhao" sound around the high platform, and eight golden pillars slowly rose up. They were exactly the same as those that tied Shi Yu, only slightly thinner. There were reliefs on the pillars of unnamed gods, holding swords and halberds.
Hold your head high and shout.
When the golden pillar rose and stood upright, the top of the pillar opened and closed and moved, revealing a golden box the size of a person with an unknown machine inside. Eight monks from the Golden Spirit World appeared and jumped onto the top of the pillar without saying a word.
, standing in the box. The strong man who caught Shi Yu was also prominently among them.
The eight people entered the golden box, and immediately folded their arms in front of their chests, holding the machine in their hands, and poured in their Yuan Power with all their strength. Several slender gold chains shot out from the machine, entangled the eight people, and attracted the eight people's Yuan Power.
A steady stream of gold flows into the body.
The originally brilliant golden pillar was now even more dazzling and unbearable to look at directly.
What surprised Shi Yu even more was that he thought he was being tortured here. But there was actually a monk tied to each of the other eight pillars. He bowed his head in silence, and several gold chains were inserted into the bodies of these eight people, gurgling.
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The sound absorbs the energy.
"Hey, old gentleman." Shi Yu opened his mouth and deliberately provoked, "What's going on? Who are they? Are you planning to kill your own people?"
The old man gave Shi Yu a cold look and said nothing.
"Master! Master!" Suddenly a shout came from the audience, and a monk suddenly jumped up from the crowd and rushed towards the high platform.
When the old man saw this, he snorted coldly and stamped his foot heavily. A golden electric light shot out from the thin pillar beside him and hit the monk who was leaping over.
Although the monk was frightened, he did not panic. He half-clasped his hands, formed a seal, and shot out a purple-red electric light to hit him directly.
Two electric lights collided head-on in the air, and there was a crisp crackling sound. The golden electric light pierced through the purple-red electric light and continued to rush forward. The monk's purple-red electric light had completely dissipated in an instant.
After defeating the enemy, the golden electric light continued unabated and climbed up the monk's body. Free thunderbolts instantly filled the monk's body. While the lightning snaked around the outside of the body, it found various orifices and drilled into the body. The monk's beard and skin were instantly parched and his flesh was torn apart.
Before it reached the highest platform, it turned into ashes and dispersed in the wind.
Several people in the audience recognized who was tied up on the stage and were about to rush with the monk. When they saw this shocking scene, they all stopped and hunkered down under the stage.
Even before they took the stage, the noise was already spreading under the stage. Except for Shi Yu, the other eight people obviously had their disciples present. How could they bear the humiliation of their own monks in vain? They all mustered up the courage to wink at each other, wanting to
Attack together.
"Humph, you overestimate your own capabilities and seek death!" The old man breathed heavily and hummed a disdainful word.
He temporarily put aside Shi Yu, walked to the edge of the stage, looked at the people in the audience, and shouted sternly: "We, the Golden Spirit Realm, are here to establish our authority today. If anyone is dissatisfied, just take action! The nine people on the stage are all guilty of violating our Golden Spirit."
Shenwei, you are seeking your own death! Even the gods of Shenyu Realm asked me to capture them and sacrifice them to heaven, what do you think of yourselves?"
The resentment of the Shenyu Realm, which has always made Shi Yu angry, has lost its prestige and cannot be used to intimidate people. Now it is even more intense, because now it can be intimidated!
Although everyone in the audience was furious, even if they knew that the enemy was not from the Golden Spirit Realm, they wanted to join forces and fight for their lives. However, when they heard that the Son of God Yu had been captured and tied to death on the stage, even the noise stopped in an instant.
, everyone looked at Shi Yu with burning eyes.
People with status have long heard that the Son of God and Yu are so powerful and powerful in all walks of life, but unfortunately they have never seen it in person. When they see a living person today, they naturally have to take a good look at it. Those who have never heard of the Son of God, or even the world of Shenyu, are all secretly asking about this.
Which world, which person, and why did the overbearing Golden Spirit World look at him so differently?
Shi Yu lowered his head and said nothing. He originally wanted to establish his reputation, but now he was tied here and allowed to be scolded by the old man Jin Ling. His reputation was gone, and his majesty turned into shame.
Seeing that everyone did not dare to say anything, the old man sneered, turned around and walked towards Shi Yu, pressed a token on Shi Yu's chest and engraved the word "Jin Jue" on it.
Then the old man jumped up and stood on the top of the golden pillar where Shi Yu was. He half-knelt on one knee and put his left palm on the ground. The same powerful force flowed into the high platform.
The high platform was full of energy and kept humming. Suddenly, waves of air surged outward from the formation, colliding with the energy of the monks from all walks of life.
Upon seeing this, the disciples guarding the formation in the Golden Spirit Realm were afraid of hindering the formation, so they hurriedly rushed the monks from all walks of life to spread out, shouting and shouting.
The monks dared not speak out in anger, suppressing their inner fire and retreating hundreds of feet away.
Half a moment after Yuan Li was injected, the eight golden pillars around the array made a "pop" sound, and nine spear points popped out each, pointing directly at the center. The chains on the eight people in the box shone brightly.
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The more abundant it is, the faster it is absorbed.
But when he saw the old man shouting loudly, he jumped down and struck the ground with both palms. In an instant, the golden spears fired out seventy-two terrifying dragon plasmas as thick as a human head, and they all rushed towards the old man.
The old man hummed, and pushed out his palms flatly. The torrent of plasma immediately condensed in front of his palms, forming a crackling thunderbolt with a radius of one foot, slowly inflating and breathing like a human being.
At this time, the old man's eyes were completely red, as if he was too weak. He didn't dare to hold on to the electric bead for a long time, so he shouted angrily again, slammed the electric bead towards the golden medal on Shi Yu's chest, and shouted loudly: "Baby, let's see how I break that old man's sword."
A common man’s heavy curse! Even I can’t bear this power. You are a little baby with no hair, just enjoy it! Your master has abandoned you today, and after you die, don’t forget to cry out to him and demand your life!”
There was only a roar of thunder, and the electric beads suddenly exploded.
It was like water slurry bursting out of a silver vase. In the blink of an eye, the lightning flashed and the slurry overflowed. The entire high platform was swallowed up by the silver light group shining with countless electric rays, and they groaned. The figures of everyone on the stage were already submerged in the lightning.
The electric bead exploded, and the slurry formed by the electric light rushed out in all directions, swallowing up the high platform and then suddenly shrinking inward, shrinking to several feet and then expanding violently, swallowing up the space of hundreds of feet around the high platform in an instant.
This was repeated for seven or eight times before the plasma really stopped swelling.
Every time it is swallowed, it seems to destroy the world. At this time, the thick silvery plasma mist covers an area of seven to eight hundred feet. There seems to be a silvery gray monster hanging in the sky, with a round body, dancing from time to time.
The thunder tentacles let out deafening roars.
The monks who were originally watching the ceremony were only about 500 feet away. Seeing the rapid expansion of the plasma, they all shouted and fled, but luckily they were unscathed.
The Jin Ling disciples stationed at the edge of the formation also hurriedly evaded, but each of them looked arrogant. They only ran a few steps and stood at the edge of the electric light, looking at the panicked monks from other realms and laughing scornfully.
Thick clouds were rolling in and the fog was thick, making it difficult to see clearly inside the impenetrable plasma cloud. Except for the crackling sound of electricity, there was no other noise. The strong sunlight at noon was not more dazzling than this plasma cloud beast.
Everyone was afraid of the lewd power of the Golden Spirit Realm and did not dare to explore closely. They were even more afraid of the surging plasma that would drive away souls and kill their lives. They could only watch from a distance.
Shi Yu was in the center, so he could naturally see everything clearly.
When the electric bead was taking shape, there was already a thin stream flowing to Shi Yu's body, causing his hair to spread out and move in the wind, and his whole body was numb. When the old man pushed the electric bead with his palm, it hit the outside of the token, and the ball swelled up to a size of one foot.
The endless electric beads rushed into the token in an instant, and then spurted out from the other side and wrapped around Shiyu's body.
As soon as it entered and exited, the power of the plasma surged tenfold. As soon as the billowing plasma agitated Shi Yu's body, the black stone armor appeared in a flash. He was about to protect his body, but was instantly broken and retracted.
Inside Shiyu's body.
Shi Yuzheng was concentrating on feeling the movement of the black stone armor, hoping that it would use its power to fight back, but in the end, he saw it collapse at the first touch and disappear in an instant.
Shi Yu's heart suddenly went cold! After working on it for a long time, the black stone armor that he had placed high hopes on turned out to be so useless. How could he bully the weak and fear the strong like the three brothers?
Shi Yu hurriedly gritted his teeth and silently recited the name of Qingxi, but there was still no time! The plasma bombardment had already penetrated his skin, and his hair and flesh began to wither and erode. The pain was so painful that Shi Yu had to scream in agony. How could he still hold on to his teeth?
.This is enough to carry the wailing sound from all over the country. Amidst the violent electric shock, it is as thin as a mosquito or fly.
Despair filled Shi Yu's body. At this time, he was unable to think. He even felt that his heartbeat and breathing had stopped. There was only one feeling, that is, the endless darkness was rapidly swallowing him.