Although he was despised, Mo Lin still smiled at Jian Xin and others on the surface. After all, he had to use the power of these people to inspire the altar.
He laughed and said, "Brother Jianxin, don't blame yourself. We had to do this in order to get the Demon Yuan Shenque. When we get the chance to defies the heavens in the Shenque, our strength will increase greatly, and we will fight on the road of immortality.
The great reputation of the Lingxu World. This can be regarded as fulfilling the wishes of those martial artists, and they also die as much as they want."
Jian Xin nodded with deep understanding and made a compassionate expression: "My junior brothers, the ancient sage son of Demon Lin is right. We must take the will of our fellow martial artists and fellow practitioners to set off on the road and give our name to the world of Lingxu
Resounding through three thousand ancient immortal paths. This is a responsibility that our famous and upright disciples are difficult to shirk."
"Yes, Senior Brother Jianxin!" The disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect answered one after another.
Zhao Lin'er next to her shook her red lips, and a sneer flashed through her eyes. The Immortal Sword Sect is indeed a famous sect in the Great Wind Empire, and it cultivates a righteous spirit. The purpose of the sect is to clear the sword energy and spread all the evil spirits in the world.
But as a result, this decent guy not only cooperated with the demon forces and killed thousands of compatriots, but now he is so hypocritical and hypocritical, Zhao Liner also despises him from the bottom of his heart.
"It's so stupid. You group of hypocrites who have cultivated great righteousness still want to get the opportunity of the Demonic Yuan Shenque? Hehe, dream, when this holy son gets the thing in the Shenque, you can all die."
The Demon, who presided over the altar, sneered in his heart.
Although these two gangs work together, they have their own ulterior motives and plot against each other.
Bang bang bang bang!
There were too many beast tides at the scene, and there were too many monsters rushing over, but without exception, as long as you approach the blood altar, all the monsters would turn into a ball of blood mist and throw them into it.
As more and more monsters injected blood, the blood-colored altar became brighter and brighter, as if it turned into a sun, bursting with endless dazzling light.
At the same time, a terrifying aura also emanated from the altar.
"Come on, brothers, Shenque is about to be born." Mo Lin's voice was excited, and he waved his arms, and inserted a series of handprints of demonic energy into the altar.
Boom boom boom boom!
The aura of the No.10 martial artists at the scene was released, and they desperately activated their energy to inject into the altar.
The movement on the altar is getting bigger and bigger.
...
At this moment, in a building ruin not far from the altar, there were two people hiding, which were Wang Hao and Sun Rong.
This ruin is not far from the altar, and all the monsters rushing here are swallowed by the altar, so no monsters have discovered the two.
The conversation between Jian Xin and Mo Lin and others was clearly heard by Wang Hao and Sun Rong.
"Senior Brother Hao, these people opened the city gate and turned out to use monsters to sacrifice the altar to open the ancient treasure." Sun Rong looked angry.
"Haha, killing thousands of fellow martial artists for some opportunities is really a harm to the will of heaven. Especially the Immortal Sword Sect, who is a famous sect, is a sect that is worthy of death!"
Wang Hao was so angry that he was itchy.
Mo Lin belongs to the demon clan. The demon clan likes to do such things the most, such as killing martial arts, sacrifices, etc., whether it is practice methods or behavioral style, they are so evil and cruel.
Therefore, humans and demons are incompatible, and human races must eliminate the demon race. This is very clear in the earth's space, and it has been much weakened in the Lingxu world.
As a famous sect, Immortal Sword Sect is even more disgusting when they are with the demons.
Wang Hao wished he could rush forward and kill all the two gangs!
But he was not an impulsive person after all. He was patiently lurking in the dark, watching the movement ahead without blinking, waiting for an excellent opportunity.
"Senior Brother Hao, our Xiaoyao Sect has just grown and has nearly 200 disciples, but now... it is estimated that 90% of the disciples are going to die, right?"
Sun Rong's beautiful eyes were red and she was about to shed tears.
Xiaoyao Sect was formed by her hands, soaked in her sweat and dreams that it perished like this.
"Don't be sad, Junior Sister Sun is all caused by the two beasts of the Immortal Sword Sect and the Demon Valley!" Wang Hao reached out and patted Sun Rong's shoulders.
Sun Rong wiped her tears, then raised her head and said firmly: "Senior Brother Hao, I will definitely build Xiaoyao Sect again."
Wang Hao nodded, but he didn't take it to heart.
"Senior Brother Hao, what should we plan now?" Sun Rong asked.
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the bloody altar that was getting louder and louder, and said in a low voice: "Wait, wait until they open the ancient treasure, we rush in, it is best to seize the opportunity in it, let the Demon Valley and the Immortal Sword Sect
The bamboo basket is useless! If possible, kill them all and avenge their dead compatriots!”