Everything happened in a few seconds, and it was only at this time that Su Sun's severed left hand spun and fell from the air to the ground, and at this time the situation between the two sides had been reversed, even if they had vitality beyond ordinary people, they were still struggling on the ground at this moment, trying to stand up, but Su Kra had no doubt that he had completely lost the chance to win.

"Hateful...... Hateful !! ”

"What if, the new era...... Come, my Naga Celestial Dragon Body ......"

Mouthing out vague syllables with piercing resentment, Sukla's life was indeed passing away at a rapid pace - you could see that pieces of snake scales began to appear on the body of the tall Zhu man, and then the snake scales fell off and turned into ashes on the ground.

And Sukla's eyes also faintly turned into the pupils of the dragon snake, and began to condense into a substance similar to a jewel.

He was unwilling, really, very, very unwilling...... In the 'old era' when the new era has not yet arrived and the transcendent has not yet awakened, even if you practice the 'Eight Naga Heavenly Dragon Body' of the Heavenly and Human Dharma, you will not be able to achieve the 'extraordinary' because you do not have a lot of spiritual energy to nourish it. But as long as the aura of this world was a little thicker, he would be able to condense the Heavenly Snake Scale Armor at the vital point, which was enough to block the bullet shot.

But it is useless to be unwilling, on the eve of the dawn of awakening, even if you practice the immortal golden body, the enlightenment of Bodhi is the same fate.

Su Yan didn't understand the Zhu language, he only knew that the other party was dying, probably cursing himself, so he simply shot Su Kla's head again, giving the other party a good time, and then immediately turned around and left, so that the Bedouin leader who had seen Su Kla's defeat and death before and was about to strengthen the shield was stunned.

- Because your palm is broken, you know you can't stop the sadhana, so you just evacuate? It's decisive, but it's useless.

The leader of the third generation of the Holy Snake Spirit Prayer Society can sense that the members of the distant 'reconnaissance team' are returning rapidly, although the dozen or so elites do not have enough 'spirituality', but in terms of fist and foot force, they are not much weaker than Su Kra who does not use weapons, in addition, there are 'snake spirits' to follow, that young imp will definitely not be able to escape!

However, in the next moment, the white-haired old Bedouin's eyes widened, and the bloodshot snake pupils revealed pure shock and fear.

Because, Su Sun, who only had one hand and most of his arm left, was carrying a black cylinder on his shoulder, aiming at himself at the gate of the prayer hall!

——RPG!

He put the RPG out there before!

With the port of his left arm that was still bleeding against the RPG transmitter, he endured the severe pain to stabilize it and aim, Su Sun's face was full of madness, with a happy smile, he didn't have any meaning to say much, but simply pressed the launch button neatly.

Rumble! The flame lit up, and the hot tail of the flame shot out from the back of the canister, burning out the oxygen in the small cavern in an instant, although the tail flame was quickly wiped out by the fresh wind brought by the phantom of the snake, but the rocket had already ignited and flew out, and began to accelerate in mid-air!

"Crazy, crazy! You want to drag me to die with you?! ”

"Don't think!"

Seeing Su Sun, who was going to launch an RPG to attack him even if he had a broken hand, even the Bedouin leader, who had always remained calm, felt inexplicably frightened because of this crazy behavior, he yelled out of shape, and then changed the secret seal in his hand and waved the snake bone staff.

"Om! My flesh and blood! ”

Reciting the mantra, the Bedouin leader bit the tip of his tongue, and the spiritual power that erupted in a mixture of flesh and blood turned into poison in an instant, condensing into a gray-green cloud in front of him!

"Miasma of the Poisonous Abyss!"

As soon as this miasma formed by blood condensed appeared, it began to erode everything around except the old man, whether it was the remains of a two-headed snake more than ten meters long, or the corpses of other members of the Prayer Society, a layer of dirty flesh and blood began to appear on the surface, and even the rocks began to react, rising gray-black smoke!

Even if the rocket warhead was submerged in it, it was quickly eroded, and in just a moment, the outer metal shell was corroded in a circle - but the speed was so fast that before it could erode into the critical area, the warhead had already hit the green aura shield that rotated like liquid and protected the entire altar!

Bang!

It's not big, it's not too small, under the shroud of the poisonous abyss, a fire that is far smaller than the ordinary grenade explosion appears, and then shatters the aura shield.

The old Bedouin spurted blood from his mouth, and was blown upside down by the remaining impact and flew into the corpse.

Su Sun was not much better, he was directly hit by the impact on the door of the prayer hall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, carrying fragments of internal organs.

Both sides were defeated—and even both, and in a few minutes, the entire prayer hall would have been left without a single person.

But something, has already been done.

Whew-whew-

In the windless underground hall, a fresh and holy wind blows.

The Ouroboros phantom suspended in mid-air, after absorbing the blood supply of dozens of spiritually rich prayer members in the entire prayer hall, and after absorbing the soul of an awakened person, it was finally preliminarily completed...... With the terrifying spiritual pressure that suddenly thickened tenfold, dozens, or even hundreds of times swept across the surroundings, the huge phantom began to gradually materialize, and a trace of red contained in it began to condense, like a blood-colored gem, and at the same time, a trace of divine consciousness from beyond the void, from the far other side of time and space, was projecting out and descending here!

"Hahahaha! The ritual was successful, the Void Ritual was successful! ”

Seeing this, even if he was seriously injured and his life was short, the old man Bedouin did not care about the pain, let out a wild laugh, he looked at Su Sun with a look of resentment and hatred, and said loudly in Saracen: "The great existence in the void has come!" O vile and insignificant, mired in madness, waiting to never die, mixed with mud and blood, eternal and long perdition! ”

"Not only you, but this world, this universe, will be destroyed in the 'new era' in the future, and only we, only those who are protected by the Holy Snake Spirit, can live forever in the distant Sanctuary! Hahahaha! ”

"Stupid X thing, what's the same nonsense as a monkey, climb for you!"

After scolding in a mixed dialect, Su Sun didn't bother to pay attention to him at all—not only because he couldn't understand Saracen, but also because he couldn't understand Saracen, the young man who had been longing for 'abnormality' and pursuing 'suspicious anecdotes and strange stories' for ten years stared intently at the Ouroboros that was spinning at the top of the hall, driving a huge spiritual vortex.

Ahhhh......h So beautiful...... It's so wonderful...... Isn't this kind of scene that transcends the mundane, can be called 'extraordinary', 'divine descent', and even 'miracle', exactly what he has always wanted to see and obtain?

Greedily staring at the increasingly condensed snake shadow, because of excessive blood loss and internal organ injury, everything in front of Su Sun's eyes began to blur and dim.

At this moment, the huge holy snake, the huge ring-headed and Ouroboros snake began to 'inhale' - it could be seen that all the ownerless spirits in the Kachin Mountains were like fireflies attracted by a black hole, turning into points of light and flying towards the holy snake.

And the first to fly are the 'spiritual objects' stored next to the prayer hall and sent by the Holy Snake Spirit Prayer Meetings from all over the world!

Among them, there are grapes that are like gems and do not rot, and there are also fruits that are red as fire and vermilion, and under the action of the holy snake's 'swallowing', the spirit and energy contained in these spiritual objects are stripped away, devoured, and turned into flying ashes, and all kinds of other small spiritual objects like jewelry and gems also decay into fragments and smoke and dust almost at the same time.

Of course, spirituality, which is a 'holy object', is more difficult to peel off than precious fruits and small jewelry.

Whether it is placed in the American area, marking the 'sacrificial gold face of the god Quetzalcoatl', or the 'stone ghost face' from Mosesgo, they all slowly fly up under the inexplicable traction, and you can see that there is a golden aura like thunder, and the blood light like ink like a dark night is drawn out of these two spiritual objects, and little by little it disappears into the huge circular vortex not far away.

The huge spiritual power gathered, with the help of the ancient spiritual veins of the 'Ancient Shan Seven Snake God Sacrifice Ground' here, as well as the help of the Void Ritual, a small door leading to the 'Void on the other side' was opened in this way, and it seemed that because of this, the power contained in the 'Sacrificial Golden Face' and the 'Stone Ghost Face' were also emptied and turned into powder.

Faintly, a distant sigh can be heard, coming across the eternal time and space.

[The seal is unsealed.] 】

With this sound, other more powerful and dazzling spiritual objects were forcibly raised, plundering the power - whether they were ordinary, holy objects like fragments of crosses, or fossilized fruit tree branches, they all floated in the air, and pure white light overflowed from them!

Strangely, the latter's light overflowed much faster than the former, as if the Holy Serpent had something to do with it.

[Finally, I will return—in the world of ten thousand years, the light of the cycle will return to the world. 】

As the door grew larger and larger, almost all the spiritual objects in the storage room were deprived of spirituality, the holy white light surged, and in the whispering of angels, the branches of the fruit trees had turned into wood powder, and even the fragments of the cross began to tremble, and they were about to shatter.

And the distant voice is getting closer and closer, and it can even be heard, and it is full of joy.

[I have found the sign of eternity and truth! 】

However, it can be seen that when almost all the objects are dragged into the air and stripped of their spirituality, there is an inconspicuous object lying quietly in place, as if it is not affected by the arrival of the great being.

It was an ordinary, round pocket watch, so old that even the hands had been lost, and the scale on it was a symbol that had never existed in any language. It was supposed to have a silvery sheen on its surface, but now it was dull and covered in a layer of rust.

It exists in a crowd of spiritual objects, it is extremely inconspicuous, and if it weren't for the fact that it can isolate spiritual detection, it would not have been worshipped here by the members of the Prayer Meeting.

And just as the god of the void who communicated with the prayer congregation, the great being called the 'Holy Serpent Spirit', was about to descend on his divine will, the fragments of the cross began to tremble violently, as if it had its own will, resisting the devouring of the Holy Serpent Spirit.

And just when it was about to fail and completely shatter into majestic spirituality, the wood fragments shook hard, drawing an arc in mid-air, and just like that, they crashed into the 'pocket watch', completely turning into sawdust in the sky!

At the same time, the incomparably strong spirituality poured into the pocket watch, like the North Sea sinking into ruins.

This action, as if turning on a switch, woke up something, the rust of the pocket watch began to fall off little by little, the scales began to light up one by one, and a heavy breath poured out of it, and then.

It starts to glow.

Rumble!

A silver glow spilled out of its pocket watch and into the circular whirlpool, and the still-spinning Ouroboros didn't even notice the light and let it crash into it.

Time seems to stand still.

Then there was a sudden sound of astonishment, anger, fear, and inexplicable madness, mixed with the holy spiritual sound of the painting, which had changed dramatically.

[What's this?!] Yes...... It's you! Hosts...... Seal?! 】

[Who was it, which bastard put this thing next to my altar?!] 】

In an instant, the almost materialized serpentine spirit shattered under the blank gaze of the old Bedouin.

Violent spiritual power swept through the hall.

PS: Why didn't you use RPG at the beginning, the answer is very simple, because Su Sun is here to save people, not to slaughter (you just take it seriously).

In short, it is still necessary to see the situation clearly, and he will not risk the possibility of killing his friends by mistake.