Lord of the Divine Show

Zhong Shenxiu followed Feng Xi'er all the way up the mountain and was already very energetic.

At this time, I suddenly heard a noise in front of me, and the ground suddenly sunk and turned into a huge trap.

Under the ground, there are dozens of spear-like earth thorns protruding, which are obviously some kind of Taoism or Western magic!

Feng Xi'er gave a soft drink, and a burst of mana surged out from her whole body, transforming into a colorful feather coat to protect herself, showing she was calm in the face of danger.

At the same time, countless vines emerged from the pit, quickly entangled, and turned into a huge cover. It seemed to lock all the leading troops of this wave of pits into a cage.

"kill!"

Zhong Shenxiu hid behind the team, and along with a few lucky ones, he was not hit by the magic, but several black figures beside him roared and charged over.

They held long spears and charged savagely, with a sense of awe-inspiring battle formation. A cavalryman in front of Zhong Shenxiu relied on his own talent and drew his sword to fight hard.

With just a click, a spear flew away and a long knife flew away, and the tip of another spear pierced his chest.

"You can't fight hard."

Zhong Shenxiu ducked to the side and saw a big man chasing after him.

The two chased not far away, and opened up a battle circle on their own.

The big man who was chasing him roared angrily, with a clumsy face and short blond hair standing on end. He shouted angrily: "Wood of the Black Light Knights, I will judge you today!"

"Judge me??"

Zhong Shenxiu let out a long roar, and grabbed out a claw with his right hand. His true energy surged three feet, like a green dragon's giant claw, grabbing at the enemy.

A faint white light emitted from Wood's body. He was fearless and defeated the move with one shot. He even ignored the aftermath and went straight to Zhong Shenxiu, as if he had practiced a body-protecting skill with a body made of copper and iron. Compared with Tang Xiuzhen, it is not much better.

‘Infuriated? No, no, this is Western...vindictiveness? It is somewhat similar to the Eastern legend about hard skills entering the innate, with unparalleled combat power, but it lacks some subtle twists...'

Zhong Shenxiu was extremely experienced in combat and immediately changed his tactics to fight with Wood.

He used the Qinglong Cloud Exploration Hand, and his body movements turned erratically, just like the Qinglong emerging from the water, changing moves very quickly. The Cloud Dragon Nine Transformations did not fight the enemy head-on, but slowly consumed the opponent's fighting spirit and looked for flaws.

boom!

After dozens of moves, he stepped forward and suddenly disappeared in front of the tip of the spear. He came to Wood's left side and grabbed his waist with a claw.

As soon as his anger was released, the enemy fell down softly, with a scowl on his face.

"Sorry...I don't have much time."

Zhong Shenxiu's face became paler, and his skin turned a dark purple color, as if he was transforming into a stiff corpse.

The night of the blood moon was originally his biggest difficulty.

If he hadn't cultivated the incomplete Taoism to the peak of the third level, he might not be able to suppress it even temporarily, and he would run out to cause trouble now.

At this moment, another clear roar came from the front.

Countless vines flew, and the nine flying knives turned into brilliance. They flew with a hundred steps and killed an enemy man in black wearing a gorgeous mage robe on the opposite side.

It was Feng Xi'er. This woman finally broke out of the trap and killed the main enemy.

Seeing this scene, the knights did not retreat. Instead, they roared even more angrily and charged forward: "For the glory of the Black Light Knights!"

"Huh, stubborn!"

Feng Xi'er kissed him with her bare hands, and with each finger touch, a knight was pierced by a flying knife and died instantly.

"This can't go on like this."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at a knight who was coming towards him with a fanatical expression and fearless death, and roared: "Kill the enemy and serve the country."

His long sword protruded, and he actually did not dodge the knight's sword that was stabbed at him. The sword entered his body at the same time.

puff!

A knight's head flew out from the opposite side, but there was a look of satisfaction on his face.

Zhong Shenxiu was hit by a sword in his chest, which came out of his body, and he slowly fell down.

"I didn't expect that there are such fierce people in the Su family, but they are quite loyal and brave."

When Feng Xi'er saw Zhong Shenxiu fell down, she sighed and said nothing more. For her, she usually treats the soldiers well, but now she wants to use them to consume her life? So he just shouted: "Come on!"

At this time, there were only a dozen or so soldiers left, led by Tang Xiuzhen, who followed Feng Xi'er, all with solemn expressions, knowing that the altar was not far ahead.

By then, there will definitely be a big war!

Tang Xiuzhen was covered in blood and seriously injured. She looked towards the direction where Zhong Shenxiu fell, with a hint of joy in her eyes.

This pretty boy is finally dead.

…

Black Mountain Crack.

Zhong Shenxiu's chest was full of blood, like a corpse. When he came here, he felt a little dazed, as if he recalled the moment when the unruly young man came here to fight for his life.

Before, he chose to fake his death to escape.

Under the influence of the resentful spirit, his body has become similar to that of a zombie, and naturally he does not have the key weaknesses of ordinary people.

He was hit by a sword in the chest, but he still acted as if nothing had happened.

He even suspected that even if his heart was gone and his head was gone, he could still survive as long as he had the resentful spirit in his body.

This is a very strange state.

Moreover, the aura is similar to that of a dead person, which is very suitable for hiding the figure.

At this time, under the crimson moonlight, the mountains and plains were filled with a strange aura.

He sneaked up to a mound and looked down.

On top of the altar ruins, a strange small stone platform had been rebuilt at some unknown time.

It was completely dark, and it looked like there were countless wriggling flesh and blood, forming one door after another.

Door-shaped symbols one after another are imprinted on the door, seemingly leading to countless spaces and universes.

If you look closely, it can easily make you dizzy.

On the altar, Delia was wearing a black robe, making all kinds of twisted limbs and weird movements, muttering some mysterious spells in her mouth, and was starting the long-stop sacrifice to the ancient gods.

Periphery.

Fisher, with a group of knights and mages, was desperately trying to intercept Feng Xi'er who was breaking through.

‘What a great show. ’

Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself, and looked at the altar carefully to estimate the progress of the sacrifice.

With the earl's knowledge of mysticism, he certainly knew that what the woman was doing was just 'opening the door'.

And, the door hasn't been opened yet.

‘Even...she is not the subject of the sacrifice, she is just a priest. ’

‘Is it another person who really wants to receive the gift from behind the door? ’

Following Delia's spell, some flesh and blood at the corners of the altar slowly squirmed, gathered in the center, and gradually turned into a blood-red door.

From behind the door, there is a certain kind of terrifying aura, which seems to be transmitted across countless spaces and dimensions.

Just the overflow of breath caused fluctuations in the surrounding space, and the heaven and earth seemed to suddenly turn into the underworld, and their nature was changed.

The group of people in the west were in high spirits and praised loudly, while Feng Xi'er looked pale and thought of a rumor.

The ancient god who cannot be looked directly at!