Chapter 490 Kneel down!

As long as the resentment touches the flesh and blood, there will be soil for it to take root and sprout.

His sword did kill the God, but he could live again with the help of resentment.

The God's eyes were full of resentment: "Since you know my background, you should know that there is no benefit in offending me!"

Li Wenhe walked up and kicked him, "Try to threaten her again?"

His fair face was covered with blood, and his eyes were extremely sinister. The moonlight cast a dark or heavy shadow on his face, making people feel as if they saw a demon from hell.

The God felt a dull pain in his injured hand, and he dared not say a word.

He Wangyao sighed: "You said you are in a desperate situation, and you still dare to bark, are you stupid?"

The God's face was immediately humiliated.

Luo Wenxin walked up the steps with a curious look on his face. "There are still patterns on it. Are they going to fill these patterns with our blood?"

Qiao Song got goosebumps when he heard this. "Professor Luo, we are safe now. We don't need to offer sacrifices to the gods. Please don't make such assumptions."

Luo Wenxin opened his mouth and asked softly after a moment, "Are we really safe now?"

The words were very soft, but several people on the altar heard them.

Gu Xu held Mingzhuo's hand, feeling vaguely uneasy: "Mrs. Luo...has not shown up."

What a fight this place has been. With such a big commotion, Mrs. Luo should have heard it even if she was deaf, but the strange thing is that she has not shown up until now.

Ming Zhuo said, "Not only did Madam Luo not show up, but the person who ordered Wang Chengzu to trick us into coming here and then exposed our disguise also did not show up."

Everyone looked up, and the cave had fallen into darkness since some time.

Originally, there were guards and lights around the cave walls, and the believers also had a candle in their hands. Although the light was dim, they could at least see things.

But now, after a fight, most of the believers were scared away by the defection of the insects, and the remaining stubborn ones were knocked down by Tang Zhen and others.

The candles went out, so naturally there was no way to illuminate.

Everyone under the altar was a little scared, and subconsciously squeezed towards the altar.

The moonlight shone on the altar, bright and bright.

Luo Wenxin suddenly said, "It's already twelve o'clock in the morning."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Twelve o'clock in the morning... was the time that Mrs. Luo had originally set for the ceremony.

Ming Zhuo suddenly raised her hand, and the peach wood sword flew into the darkness, but she soon found something wrong. The peach wood sword turned around and flew back to her hand.

Gu Xu noticed that her face was not very good, "What's wrong?"

Soon they had the answer.

The first candle suddenly lit up, and the black-clothed believer looked at Ming Zhuo, "You don't kill me? Then you can't stop me."

"This Saha world, give me back the pure land!" After shouting this slogan loudly, he suddenly slashed his neck with the sword, and then fell down, completely silent.

The blood quickly soaked the ground under him.

Before everyone could be shocked, a second candle was lit in another direction. The same slogans were shouted and the person committed suicide, neatly and decisively.

Although the staff of the program group had recorded several programs, they were people who had received modern civilization education after all. Where had they seen such a battle?

"Are these people crazy?" They either wanted to kill people or commit suicide. Are they sick?

This really gave me nightmares every night when I went home. It left a deep shadow.

Ming Zhuo quickly walked to the edge of the altar. If she stood in the moonlight all the time, it would affect her vision.

Sure enough, it was much better in the dark. This time, as soon as the candle was lit, the peach wood sword flew out and knocked down the dagger in the opponent's hand.

But a person was determined to commit suicide. She could stop him the first time, but could she stop him the second time?

The peach wood sword flew back and forth, and they were busy as if they were putting out a fire, and soon they were a little tired.

Ming Zhuo's irritability finally reached a critical point, and she suddenly shouted: "Kneel down!"

The heads of several assassins who were originally preparing to commit suicide were confused, and their bodies knelt down with a thud.

They were confused, not knowing what was wrong with them.

On the altar, everyone was also confused. When Ming Zhuo shouted, although they knew that it was not directed at them, they still subconsciously felt that they should kneel down and repent.

He Wangyao pinched his soft knees and whispered to Pei Di: "This group attack skill is too powerful. Fortunately, my teammates are immune to it, otherwise I would have almost knelt down."

Pei Di shook his head: "Is that so? No wonder I wanted to kneel down to my boss when she got angry before."

Luo Wenxin stood behind the two of them. After the chaos just now, he managed to find the folding fan and insisted on maintaining his elegant image.

At this time, the folding fan was covering the tip of his nose, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Qiao Song turned around and saw that he was actually laughing. He reminded him in a low voice, "Professor Luo, although Consultant Ruan is so powerful and we are saved, you can't laugh so obviously. It's not appropriate."

Although the dead are enemies, they are also human lives. What's more, there are ordinary people's bodies lying under their feet.

It is worth being happy that you can escape, but you can't ignore the loss of other people's lives.

Luo Wenxin quickly restrained his expression: "Is that so? Sorry, I didn't mean it."

On the other side, Mrs. Luo finally appeared.

"What's the use of you stopping a few of them? The formation has been activated." She said coldly.

Everyone reacted at this time. These people committed suicide for sacrifice.

Sure enough, blood flowed along the lines of the formation, and a red light suddenly became bright.

Around the altar, there were also formations carved. As long as someone was willing to sacrifice and build the formation with blood, the formation would be activated.

Mrs. Luo, wearing a sacrificial robe, looked solemn and dignified, and bowed from a distance in the direction of the altar.

Now, Mingzhuo and Gu Xu had already climbed the altar. The believers who had been sacrificed before had already poured blood into the formation. The formation was activated. She had everything going for her. Her

long-cherished wish was finally going to be fulfilled.

She held a bone sword in her hand and said, "Let's get started."

Someone beside him responded, and then there was a loud bang on the altar, the stone slab on the ground opened, and an ice coffin slowly rose.

In the ice coffin, the young man in white had vivid features, as if he was just asleep.

Gu Xu was slightly shocked: "Azhi!"

He Wangyao stood by, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man, and felt a little sad.

If it weren't for Luo Zhi who led him out of the ghost cave and walked through the Sanzu River wilderness, I'm afraid he would have been a pile of yellow earth.

Qiao Song looked at the ice coffin curiously, and was surprised to find that the person inside looked exactly like Gu Xu!

Mrs. Luo is very beautiful, but she can't be considered a top-level goddess. The two brothers are just picking up the advantages of their parents.

Did these two people recharge SVIP from Nuwa? Otherwise, why did they get such preferential treatment!

The boy in the ice coffin, even if it was just a cold corpse, was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

It was particularly regrettable that such a good-looking person died at such a young age.

Qiao Song couldn't help but want to say a few words: "Such a good-looking and excellent son is like winning the genetic lottery, but you don't cherish him!"