In the gloomy temple, there seems to be a tyrannical aura around it.

Let all the cultists in it have an irrepressible killing intent rising in their hearts.

Both eyes turned red.

It's like indulging in the wonderful killing, and I can't help myself.

The cult leader of the evil god is the one with the hideous mask.

All the followers are under his direct control.

The evil ritual that can obtain immortality must also be performed by him himself.

He is the messenger of the evil gods and the only medium through which he can communicate with them.

All the orders of the cult were issued by him to perceive the thoughts of the evil gods.

Now, he felt the wrath of the evil god.

It was as if countless spirits were howling in his ears.

It was deafening and made him almost crazy!

This must be the anger of the evil god, such a magnificent scene of the ninja war.

How could there be no Cult of Evil Gods joined?

Only by sacrificing all those who participated in the war can the anger of the evil god be eased a little.

Under the mask of the Evil God Sect Master, a fierce laugh suddenly sounded.

The sound seems to come from the Nine Hells, and just by listening to it, it can make people feel infinite horror.

"These sacrifices are useless, the evil god won't care about these small dishes, what we want to pay tribute to is a feast for the entire ninja world!"

After hearing his words, all the cultists of the evil gods were excited.

The redness in his eyes became even more pronounced, and he was almost dripping blood.

Wielding the scythe of the three in his hand, he let out a beastly roar.

"It's long overdue, these little guys can't get me excited at all!"

A cultist waved the scythe in his hand casually.

Cut a child tied to a stone pillar in half.

The blades of the sickles were sunk deep in the stone pillars.

Everyone erupted in cheers and killed the sacrifices bound to the stone pillars in front of them.

Blood flowed to the ground and converged into a river of blood.

Meandering out of the temple gates.

At that moment, the sealed door of the temple was violently pushed open from the outside.

The sole of one foot stepped directly into the viscous blood.

"Bastard, how can there be so much blood here? It's so dirty. "

The man who spoke had blonde hair and was rubbing his shoes against him with disgust on his face.

On the ground, rub the blood marks of the debut.

After him, a handsome young man with red hair walked in.

Shrewdly avoided all the blood on the ground, and a subtle smile appeared on his face.

"Whoever let you go so fast, what the headquarters of the Cult of the Evil God will look like, just look at Fei Duan. "

At this moment, a white-haired man carrying a scythe walked in next, his face full of reluctance.

"Hey, what do you mean by looking at me? I've never been here!"

These three people are members of the Xiao organization.

The Demoman is Deidara.

Genius puppeteer Red Sand Scorpion.

Undead Ninja Flying Segment.

After them, all the members of the Xiao Organization appeared one after another.

Ghost sharks, Jiaodu, Xiaonan, and even Bai Jue Ah Fei are among them.

It's just that I didn't see the weasel in sight.

The crowd stood in the midst of a temple full of cultists, as if at the door of their own homes.

Mocking and ridiculing each other, there is no tension and fear that ordinary people should have.

Xiao Nan looked at the corpses all over the place and couldn't help frowning.

It's not like she hasn't seen a woman who lives and dies.

However, this hellish scene still made her a little uncomfortable.

hurriedly raised his hand to interrupt the ridicule between everyone.

"Everyone, first complete the task assigned to us by the chief, the war is imminent. "

Sweep away the cult.

This is the task that Ye Qing gave to Xiao Organization.

In the face of the strange abilities possessed by the cultists, only Xiao organized a collective dispatch to be sure.

What's more....

At this moment, a person on the way to come.....

After hearing Xiao Nan's words, Deidara smiled, and her face was full of dirty smiles that did not fit her age.

"Hey, eldest sister, I can't wait to meet the leader!"

The relationship between Xiao Nan and Ye Qing is already well known in the Xiao organization.

When Ye Qing ascended to the position of leader, Xiao Nan was also called the eldest sister by Deidara.

In order to ridicule the relationship between the two.

After hearing Deidara's words, everyone's faces showed a knowing smile.

Even the dried persimmon ghost shark stared at the two small yellow eyes, grinning and revealing a mouthful of fangs.

The laughter of a few people around them finally angered the cultists in the temple.

"Arrest all these blasphemers and sacrifice them to the evil gods!"

All the cultists of the evil gods, the moment they see the Xiao organization again.

There is a lot of anger at these atheists.

It's just that because the sect leader didn't speak, everyone didn't move.

Now, I can finally dedicate these nasty atheists to the evil gods.

My heart was instantly filled with great excitement.

In the whole thought, all that remained was blood and killing.

They all picked up the scythes of the three people in their hands and attacked everyone.

Deidara glanced at the group carefully, a puzzled expression on her face.

"Hey, did you notice that this group of people is familiar!"

Fei Duan twisted his neck and held the trio's scythe on his shoulders across his chest.

"Does it sound more familiar now? If I hadn't met the chief, maybe I would have been one of them. "

The expression on Feiduan's face was more serious than ever.

He is also a battle maniac who worships evil gods and believes in killing.

However, the group of cultists in front of him was different from him.

It was as if the original character and consciousness had been erased, and the will of the evil god was forced in.

There is no thought and judgment of their own at all.

Like a puppet that can act on its own.

Fei Duan was very disdainful of this state, and spat fiercely on the ground.

He also brandished a scythe to meet him.

Deidara smiled.

Stretching out his palm, several white clay centipedes crawled out of his palm's mouth.

"Let's use my art to make a gorgeous opening ceremony!"

With a wave of one hand, several centipedes instantly swelled in mid-air.

There were glimmers of light from his body, and the chakra was on the verge of exploding.

At the same time, the scorpion also used the chakra silk thread to pull the flying segment back.

"Although you won't die, please be careful, it's not easy to blow it up and put it back together. "

Deidara's hands were sealed, and he was surrounded by strong chakra fluctuations.

All the blonde hair was lifted in the wind.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and he shouted his trademark line.

"Art is an explosion!"

"Drink!"

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