My senior brother is too strong

Although the smile is beautiful and pleasing to the eye, one cannot help but be fascinated by it.

But what he said was chilling.

Her words gave everyone a lot of information.

First, the previous monster that transformed into a god should have some origins, but the god of worship did not take him seriously, so he died as a matter of fact.

Second, the black bridge is called Xianliu Bridge.

Third, the sacrificial god seems to have a huge hatred for Lu Shaoqing.

This puzzled Lu Shaoqing, and he seemed very aggrieved, "How did I offend you?"

"It's not me who wants to put the bridge away, it's him, he's the one who ordered it."

Lu Shaoqing pointed at Xiang Kui and shouted, "Every grievance has its owner, and every debt has its owner. You should go to him."

Seeing Lu Shaoqing thinking of betraying him without hesitation, Xiang Kui really wanted to slap him.

You bastard boy was born to be a rapist.

It must be that the God of Sacrifice also dislikes you, and has the greatest hatred for you.

The priest looked at Lu Shaoqing, smiled coldly, and slowly raised her right hand.

Ever since he first appeared, the hands of the god of worship have been hidden under the sleeves of his long skirt.

Now she showed her left and right hands.

The left hand is slender and white, and the jade hand is slender and breathtakingly beautiful.

But the right hand was shocking.

Her right hand was broken, and the wrist was neat and smooth, as if someone had cut it off cleanly with a sword.

A broken hand is like a perfect piece of jade that has cracks and is no longer perfect.

When everyone saw that the sacrificial god had no palms, they immediately thought of the dead man.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing was also stunned, and his previous memories quickly emerged.

He subconsciously said, "That hand that time was yours?"

Lu Shaoqing first came into contact with

When I was in the black teleportation array, I wanted to understand it, but a hand stretched out from the teleportation array.

Lu Shaoqing immediately destroyed the teleportation array, and the hand was shattered along with the teleportation array and turned into nothingness.

Xiang Kui and the others were horrified. When had this kid ever met the God of Sacrifice?

And he even chopped off one of his hands?

Is it so fierce?

Not only that, you can't regenerate even after being chopped down. How do you do that?

At the same time, everyone also understood why the priests hated Lu Shaoqing so much.

Special monsters such as priests and minion priests have their own skills to regenerate their severed limbs.

However, this skill did not work well in front of Lu Shaoqing. The broken hand could not grow back and became a disabled monster. How could he not hate it?

After Lu Shaoqing knew why, he felt like crying, "Your sister, you told me it was your hand. Can I apologize?"

"Also, why are you so mean? Just reach out here."

"You won't reflect on yourself, and you just want to put the responsibility on me?"

"Do you know how to be a good person? How about being humble? After all, you are a sacrificial god with hundreds of millions of subordinates. Can you be more generous?"

"Is it interesting to hold a grudge against my little role? How stingy!"

Xiang Kui was speechless. Is this what you should say and the tone you should use to apologize?

Are you blaming people?

You are adding fuel to the fire.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the priest became even more angry.

"Go to hell!"

The priest yelled angrily, waved his left hand, and a black mist appeared, like a dam opening, surging

It was like a river gushing out, instantly showing a huge force.

The black mist squirmed and turned into a huge black monster, one hundred feet tall, like the Demon King of the Abyss. It raised its claws at the crowd and slapped them hard.

"Qiang!"

There was a crisp sound of the long sword being unsheathed, and a terrifying sword intent erupted.

A huge sword light shot up into the sky and cut the black monster in half.

With one strike of the sword, the black monster was shattered and transformed into black mist again, surrounding the sacrificial god.

The priest's eyes were a little surprised, and he considered the plan.

She struck casually, and although it was not a full force blow, it was not something that ordinary people could easily resolve.

However, the God of Sacrifice already knew about Ji Yan.

There are many pawns in the God-killing organization that she arranged to join.

"How dare a lowly human being who has just stepped into the realm of gods show his sword in front of me?" the priest said coldly, but she did not take the plan into consideration.

Ji Yan's eyes were solemn and he pointed his sword far away to offer sacrifices to the gods.

He didn't talk nonsense and just took action.

Although he knew that his strength was not as good as the sacrifice to the gods, he never thought of backing down.

This kind of enemy is his favorite.

The spiritual power circulates, the sword intention explodes, and the Wuqiu sword falls.

Xiaoyao Sword Technique!

A dazzling, terrifying sword light lit up.

In an instant, like the sword light that created the world, it shattered the sky and destroyed the earth.

The dark clouds in the sky were blown away, and the heaven and earth shook. It seemed that in a breath, the whole world became a world of sword intention.

The sword light fell towards the sacrificial god with great momentum.

Entering the realm of divine transformation, Ji Yan's understanding of the sword's meaning went one step further. One sword seemed to be able to destroy the world.