However, that is the ancestral weapon. No sect's struggle can destroy the ancestral weapon of the Communist ancestor. Obviously, the priest Adam has no intention to destroy the supreme treasures of his sect.
Luo Jia immediately realized it and almost roared: "Stop him quickly, save him quickly... and save Adam priest..."
He used the word "save".
Two gray-clad men, like agile apes, climbed to him.
They all held a long hook, but in order not to hurt the life of the Priest Adam, they could not attack directly, and could only swing it out, trying to knock out the torch in the Priest Adam's hand.
But, it's too late.
Too late.
The priest Adam raised his hand, and the torch in his hand had already lit his chest-clothes!
There was a bag hanging on the clothes, full of bright cassia oil.
He was obviously ready.
In an instant, a burnt smell, a fleshy smell, soared into the sky.
"I protest...I protest you heretics...prove your unfairness to the great god..."
"Oh my God, Adam Priest****..."
"Why..."
"Prince Adam..."
Some small discussions quickly stopped.
There was silence in the huge square.
Everyone looked at the high sacrificial platform.
At the same time, the Priest Adam had turned into a fire man, a blood-red fire light. The torch was thrown down, and some attached wooden frames were also lit and began to fall.
Two gray armored men failed. One gray armored men screamed and were hit by a burning wooden shelf, and fell off a few feet high.
Only the Priest Adam was hoarse: "Burn the Holy Virgin Princess to death and maintain the dignity of the temple..."
Before the word "Yan" was written, he had fallen down. As soon as he landed, he lit a pile of wooden shelves below. The raging fire instantly drowned him completely. A pile of burning dead bones finally truly forever