Mortal Prison Chapter 406: Destruction order
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Poof!
The sharp blade passed through the chest.
"Way to go!"
Chi Wujie stood behind me and said two words silently.
At this moment, my whole body felt like being struck by lightning. I could hear the sound of the sharp sword tearing my flesh, flesh and even my bones, and I couldn't help but straighten my body.
I lowered my head and glanced down. A sword blade penetrated my chest, and thick black blood dripped onto the altar.
My vision began to blur, and I don’t know if it was a hallucination before I died. After the blood fell on the altar, it was like water droplets falling on a calm lake, creating ripples one after another.
Buzz!
The altar trembled.
Below, the great elder raised his head and read some ancient texts loudly.
I have been in the inner earth world for so long. Although language communication is still a huge problem, occasionally one or two bytes can still be understood. When connected in series, I roughly know that the great elder seems to be saying something similar to The prayer was probably about sacrificing me to the sky.
With these prayers, the blood falling from my chest actually glowed with fire. It was a spark of fire, but after falling on the altar, it showed the force of a prairie fire. The mysterious runes on the entire altar They lit up one after another, and the **** light shot into the sky, as if it was burning. The entire altar was enveloped in **** flames, swallowing everything.
"Way to go!!"
This was the second time Chi Wujie said this. The next moment, he pulled out the sharp blade.
Thump.
I fell completely on the altar, blood continuously flowing out from my chest and spreading underneath my body, making the entire altar almost boil, and the blood light shot up into the sky, reaching the sky.
"Roar!!"
At this moment, I couldn't help but roar, because a huge pain that was more terrifying than the passing of my life swept over me. It seemed that a pair of big hands grabbed something in my body, and forcefully Pull it out.
I feel like I am constantly flying...
Or, is that my consciousness? Or a soul?
It's hard to describe what it felt like, but I did leave my body, floating in the burning blood like a third person, with strong winds raging all around.
I could see the vitality of my body gradually draining away, and my eyes began to dim until they gradually closed!
I looked around and saw faces that were grinning!
The great elder was almost going crazy. His pretense of aloofness disappeared without a trace at this moment. Ambition and madness shone in his eyes.
I wanted to rush forward and fight him, but there was an invisible force field on the altar, which directly bound me here.
I was roaring at them, but unfortunately, they couldn't hear me either.
They... didn't seem to notice me at all.
It's like I no longer exist.
Boom!
Above the nine heavens, there was lightning and thunder, and the terrifying thunderbolts danced like silver snakes, almost intertwining into a large silver net, completely covering the place. Tsk!
Suddenly, a sword light tore through the sky, and a huge whirlpool formed there. The monstrous blood rushing up from the altar seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and all of them got into the huge whirlpool.
A mysterious and mysterious feeling arose in my heart.
"You are here..."
I looked up at the whirlpool in the sky, which exuded a very familiar atmosphere. The moment it blended with my blood, I had the illusion that an old friend had traveled thousands of miles to meet me. I actually feel like crying. Unfortunately, I don’t have a body now. Maybe it’s a soul, maybe it’s just a consciousness. The real me has died at the moment when the Chiwu Hijacking Sword pierced my heart. I can’t shed tears, I can only mourn. .
At this time, another change occurred in the whirlpool.
A sword slowly descended from the clouds, lightning danced wildly around it, and the energy between heaven and earth seemed to be ignited, rioting and boiling at this moment.
It was just a sword, but it was like a peerless emperor who ruled the world and came here at this moment.
That sword is clearly the Nine Dragon Sword.
The sword body is glowing now, and the Canglong brand on it is reviving.
"Zulong, is that you?"
The great elder roared at the sky and shouted loudly: "Do you know, we have been waiting for this moment for too long."
Boom!
The divine light emitted by the Nine Dragon Sword became more and more intense, and the surging energy from all around gathered towards the sword. The energy was so terrifying. After all, a **** was resurrecting, so much so that the Nine Dragon Sword could not bear it. .
Click!
Silently, a crack appeared on the Nine Dragon Sword.
This was just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, the sound of cracking was heard endlessly, and cracks spread like spider webs on the Nine Dragon Sword.
Finally, this handle was shattered in awe by the world.
Ouch!
The terrifying dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth.
The Nine Dragon Sword collapsed and the ancestral dragon soared into the sky.
It is just a shadow, but it reflects the aura of eternal suppression.
The antlers are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palms are like a tiger, and the ears are like an ox. Its body stretches for thousands of miles, with no end visible at a glance. Standing across the sky, looking down at everything indifferently.
It is exactly the same as in the legend. It has reappeared in the world from the mythical era to the present.
At this moment, the mountains and rivers resonated with it, the earth trembled, and all living beings were shrouded in inexplicable energy and couldn't help but bow down.
"My kingdom of God, my people..."
Zulong opened his eyes, and the vicissitudes of eternity were swirling in his eyes. It was too old, and every move recorded the traces of time. He said softly: "Everything no longer exists. I do not belong to the future or the present. Everything is buried in the past..."
"Why did you come..."
I looked at it, and my soul was throbbing. I was very close to it, connected by blood, as if it were one body.
Zulong seemed to have seen me, and its eyes finally focused on me. At this moment, its eyes flashed with joy, and it sighed softly: "As you said, there are some things that we have to face. Maybe I can I cut off contact with you and betrayed you in order to survive, but I am God, God has the dignity of God, and you are the son of God's blessing, how can I give up?"
"You are dead after all!"
The great elder roared. He had been ignored by Zulong, and now he was furious: "It's just a remnant soul, how can we talk about the dignity of a god?"
"Sad..."
Zu Long finally looked at the great elder and the creatures in the center of the earth, but only once, leaving a disdainful look: "Even if you can win this war, can you win the eternal reincarnation? Heaven and earth will eventually be cut off. You will never be reincarnated."
"I only live in the moment."
The great elder roared: "Suppress you!"
Buzz!
Endless blood rose from his back.
That is not the divine nature of the ancestral dragon, but a kind of demonic nature. All living beings are wailing and screaming, and the world is weeping blood.
A phantom slowly condensed.
It was a stove, with flowers, birds, fish and insects engraved on it. Mountains and mountains exuded inexplicable opportunities, but there was a body of blood around it.
That is the blood furnace of all races, a creation furnace that imitates the inner earth world.
"Suppression!"
The Great Elder roared angrily, and the phantom of the Blood Furnace of All Races shrouded the sky. It was not an entity, but it was still infinitely terrifying.
"Ouch!"
The ancestor dragon roared, shaking the mountains and rivers. It did not choose to fight, but rushed directly towards me and hovered above my head.
It is protecting me. It is just a remnant soul. It has no power anymore, but it still blocks me. This is the dignity of the **** it acts. It follows what it says and will do what it promises. It still has one breath left. , I will never let the phantom of the blood furnace of all races suppress me, the son of God’s blessing, to death!
Boom!
Finally, the blood furnace of all races suppressed it.
At this moment, the earth was sinking, and the surging energy turned the restricted area upside down. This was a confrontation between gods. I was just conscious and couldn't bear it at all. Everything fell into darkness...
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