Kong Mingzi seemed calm, but she had some doubts in her heart: Is this really the Holy Lord?
Why can't I clearly see the depth of his strength?
Also, the Holy Lord seems to be a little younger. He used to look like a man in his fifties or sixties, but now he looks like a man in his early forties.
So he was very puzzled. Could it be that the Holy Lord he was familiar with before had been hiding something from him?
The Holy Master looked at Kong Mingzi and smiled softly and thoughtfully: "Even if a goat that can't fight can't deal with a cunning fox or a ferocious tiger, can't it still kill a group of ants on the ground?"
He was questioning Kong Mingzi, and his mood was obviously dissatisfied.
After all, if Kong Mingzi had made certain decisions from the beginning and gone all out, the situation in Yaoxian Castle would not be what it is now.
Hearing this, Kong Mingzi spread his hands and said more directly: "I have never killed anyone!"
"oh?"
The Holy Master shook his head and sneered, looking at Mo Wen: "The Holy Master doesn't mind teaching you now, so that you know how to kill people!"
What?
Is the Holy Spirit going to kill people?
If he really took action, shouldn't he have chosen Chen Yue and those people in the Tianhe River Valley? Why did he look at Mo Wen's "own people"?
Mo Wen was glanced at by the Holy Lord, and his heart and soul suddenly felt cold, and a overwhelming sense of crisis instantly arose.
In addition to her, even Mota or the priests of the Viking tribe were secretly taking a deep breath of cold air at this moment, feeling that their backs were already soaked with sweat.
"This formation is called the 'Marrow-devouring Blood Formation'. I asked you two brothers and sisters to bring it with you in the hope that you could gain Nie Heng's trust and deceive him into this formation on the pretext of helping Nie Heng directly enter the Yaoxian Castle.
middle!"
The Holy Lord fell back into the original formation, with his hands behind his back, his eyes bright, and his clothes flying.
He sighed before continuing to speak.
"It's a pity that you failed!"
"Not only did you fail, your useless father, the emperor of the demon clan, also failed!"
"You are all trash!"
Having said this, the Holy Lord glanced at the other people and finally showed a ferocious sneer: "You are all trash, everyone... all of you are trash!"
waste?
You have paid so much, but in the eyes of the Holy Lord, you are still just a waste?
Mo Wen trembled and slowly clenched his fists.
She was unwilling to give up, she was secretly angry, and she even felt aggrieved and unworthy for her father and brother Mo Xue.
"Huh huh huh..."
The Holy Lord noticed the faint anger and murderous intent in Mo Wen, and his evil smile became colder: "Trash is waste after all, and death is not a pity! However... your death can also accomplish this Holy Lord's good fortune!"
He moved, and finally his hands were no longer behind his back, but instead were made into fists and palms.
In the palm of his hand, a blood-colored light spot appeared, grew larger in an instant, and after just one breath, it turned into a line of blood and merged directly into the formation at his feet.
The big formation is called the Marrow-eating Blood Formation.
And the method he uses to control the Holy Envoys and Saints is called marrow-eating poisonous blood...
At this moment, it melted into his blood line, and the large formation under his feet suddenly surged with blood waves as if they were real. The blood waves collided with each other, and little blood flowers appeared.
These blood flowers were not ordinary blood flowers. They appeared one after another. They were like fluorescent lights with life, blasting out in all directions at an extremely terrifying speed.
At first glance, these blood-colored fluorescence look a bit like some kind of blood-red small bugs, small bugs visible to the naked eye.
"puff……"
"Puff..."
The next moment, countless warriors around Mo Wen suddenly felt as if they were in grave danger. They were bombarded by these bloody insects. Most of them didn't even have time to scream in agony, and they immediately started to burn.
"He wants to kill us all..."
Seeing this scene, I don't know who exclaimed first.
Then a scream and howl suddenly erupted like thunder.
"The Holy Spirit wants to kill us all..."
"Run away!"
"Mom! Save me..."
…
Someone died, a large number of warriors from the Viking tribe and an equally large number of warriors from the Hungarian Empire died.
They also included three generals of the Hungarian Empire who were in the third level of Martial Arts, as well as several priests from the Viking tribe.
Among these priests, the weakest has reached the level of the second level of martial arts, and the two strongest ones are at the peak of the third level of martial arts.
But what now?
They all died like ants, tragically and quickly, and without the power to resist.
All this is just because they all have marrow-eating poisonous blood in their bodies.
The Holy Lord controlled the marrow-eating blood array, and the blood array immediately responded and connected with the marrow-eating poisonous blood in their bodies, so he immediately completed the plundering and devouring of the essence they had cultivated throughout their lives.
However, there were still many people who had already started running away, like frightened sheep, running towards different distant places in panic.
Many of them were once saints and had marrow-eating poisonous blood in their bodies. They should have died among those blood flowers at the first opportunity like everyone else.
But they are really not dead, at least they haven't been attacked by the bloody bugs yet.
In the blood array, the Holy Lord smiled a little gloomily: "Sure enough, someone has secretly betrayed this Holy Lord, lost his faith in the Holy Sect, and removed the Holy Blood in his body!"
Is this the reason?
These former saints actually took "insecticide" secretly, so they escaped the first death disaster just now!
After confirming all this, the holy master's clenched hand finally fell into the blood wave below him: "Let's all die!"
He roared ferociously.
The next moment, a ten-foot-square blood formation suddenly rose into a violent storm, and several dazzling thunderbolts fell from the sky...
Inside the blood array, the Holy Lord seemed to be undergoing the baptism of thunder, and a blood-red flame vortex gradually appeared around his body.
The vortex continued to grow larger, thicker and taller, and soon completely enveloped the Holy Lord.
Feeling the scorching temperature and bloody killing atmosphere in the vortex, the Holy Master knew that his killing move was ready.
He looked coldly at the figures that were getting further and further away, at Mo Wen who seemed to be sluggish and Mota next to him, and then took action.
Rumble…
Following his move, thousands of bloody arcs flew out of the entire blood array...
The arcs were like the trajectories left by arrows piercing the sky. They contained infinite terrifying killing power, and also brought with them the Holy Lord's ruthless devouring ambition, chasing countless figures in all directions in an instant.
Facing all this, Mo Wen opened his mouth wide and his pupils had already tightened.
Beside her, Mota instinctively spread his arms and stopped in front of his sister, offering the weakest resistance and last protection: "Sister... Farewell..."
Bang……
Mo Wen closed his eyes, stepped forward and hugged his brother from behind!
But at this moment, an old but powerful roar shocked them and they suddenly opened their eyes again: "Hurry up! Your father is still alive!"
It’s Kong Mingzi!
At this critical moment, he blasted the big basket into a marrow-devouring blood formation.
The basket was already very big, but now it has become even bigger, and instantly turned into another barrier to cover the blood array.
As a result, thousands of blood-colored rays of light lost all power. No matter how far they flew, they all fell to the ground at this moment, making a slight sound and turning into nothingness.
Seeing Kong Mingzi protecting himself and his brother, Mo Wen suddenly woke up: just now it was Master Shengyi who saved himself and his brother, as well as countless other warriors who were running for their lives.
And Kong Mingzi said that their father is still alive?
"Let's go...let's all go quickly..."
Kong Mingzi did not look back, but continued to roar loudly: "Go to the depths, go to the depths..."