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"Dead pervert!" Mo Zhiyu's whole person is not good, what about the halo of the protagonist? It's going to be an early holiday. He tried to struggle, but as before, he was at best twisting his body, and he couldn't move at all. Seeing Yang Zhuoxi getting closer and closer, he could only desperately beg for help from the remnant soul: "Isn't there a suggestion for the portable system at this time?!" ”

Then the system only replied leisurely: "In a desperate situation, there is only desperateness." ”

"Huh?"

Mo Zhiyu was a little confused, and Yang Zhuoxi had already walked up to him and raised his jaw with a scimitar. Mo Zhiyu looked at that face, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a pervert, he just wanted to fool a little something, but he heard Yang Zhuoxi say slowly: "It's so rare, I can catch an alien." ”

Mo Zhi was stunned. Alien is the contempt of the human race for the gods.

His expression was naturally captured by Yang Zhuoxi, so the smile on Yang Zhuoxi's face became even stronger: "In the two thousand years since Emperor Chentian issued the 'God Killing Order', there have been fewer and fewer alien races, but I know that you can't be extinct, just like the gods will eventually wake up." ”

Mo Zhi is delusional, so he only feels that the cold blade is sticking to his skin, sliding down his neck all the way, and he is really still perverted~

"I know you're surprised, but it's not hard to guess who you are. Without Yuan Li, it is already very problematic that you can break the magic circle on Zhixiong's body so easily. The knife in Yang Zhuoxi's hand finally slid into Mo Zhiyu's chest.

Mo Zhiyu hurriedly spoke, buying time: "You want to avenge Peng Zhixiong?" ”

"No!" Yang Zhuoxi shook his head slightly, "It is glorious for Zhixiong to be able to sacrifice for the great cause of the church. Just like now, your blood is the key to unlocking the treasure of the Heavenly Khan, and you will be glorious. ”

"I ...... I didn't join the church! "Mo Zhiyu feels that it is a shame to die for such a reason!

"Holy glory is there!" Yang Zhuoxi laughed, and as soon as he used his hand, the tip of the knife pierced into Mo Zhiyu's chest. Mo Zhiyu snorted in pain, feeling the biting coldness pierce from his skin all the way to his heart, and then spread out. The blood in his heart gushed out all the way down the blood groove of the scimitar, pooled in front of the handle, and slowly dripped into a long line.

Mo Zhiyu watched his blood remain in the ground, and his life was also lost. Just when he felt that his body was about to dry up, Yang Zhuoxi finally pulled out the knife, and then dripped the last drop of blood left on the blade into the crystal.

At the same time, Mo Zhiyu no longer had a confinement on his body, but he could only fall softly, in a pool of his own blood. The blood loss had left him confused, and the cold spreading from his heart had frozen into his bone marrow. His eyes gradually turned gray, and it seemed that even the world in his eyes was gradually darkening. It was a feeling he knew......

This is death......

In his last vision, he saw the blood of his place flowing into the groove on the ground, and then flowing down the groove, and gradually, it seemed to light up red, just like in the central square before.

Sacrificial Circle.

The earth suddenly trembled violently, and he saw the ground in front of him crack along the grooves, and then the cracks grew larger, and in his last consciousness he felt like he was empty, falling into endless darkness with the huge stones around him.

It's like a long time ago......

On that stormy night, he stood on the edge of a cliff, with the crashing waves behind him and a group of decent people in front of him.

"Why? Just because I'm an alien? He roared reluctantly, clenching the sword in his hand tightly.

The white-clothed elder on the opposite side had a calm face, and seemed to have some regret, and only said one sentence: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different." ”

"Huh...... No, I, clan, class ......" He couldn't help but smile bitterly, shaking his head and falling back a few steps almost out of strength. He has the blood of the so-called gods in his body, and although he is gifted and accomplished, he is not a human being, and he is sinful and intolerable!

"You have no way to escape, go back with me!" The elder said again.

He looked at the man, and then at the group of people, who had not been kind and respectful to him in the past? Now it's all irony! Get back? Go back to a humiliating trial? Again to be punished before the people of the world? Ashes?

"Ah!!h He let out a long roar and swung the long sword in his hand again, and the people on the other side defended one after another, but the imposing sword only slashed at the ground a few steps in front of him. The sword qi was activated, leaving a deep ravine in the ground.

The thunder roared in the sky, muffling the sound of the cliff breaking; The thunder shines brightly, illuminating the last pride of the swordsman!

In this way, he fell into the rough sea with the broken mountains......

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"Ahem!" With a smooth breath, Mo Zhiyu slowly opened his eyes, mixed with red golden light slanted out from between his eyes, and he opened his eyes, his eyes were like melted gold.

The voice of the remnant soul immediately sounded: "Congratulations, you are alive again!" ”

"You already knew?" Mo Zhiyu was still very weak, closed his eyes, slowly adjusted his breathing, and moved his already stiff fingers, he suddenly remembered the night of rebirth, and the system said that he: get super vitality, increase the upper limit of blood volume, and increase life recovery......

"Desperate...... Is that what I mean......" He moved his eyes and saw a glimmer of light directly above him, which was supposed to be where he had fallen. And where he was now seemed to be a stone chamber, but much smaller than before, smaller than the one where he had lit the furnace.

But what he saw in his current vision was that the walls of the stone chamber were densely covered with golden patterns, like a kind of writing.

"The 'Array Text' of the Formation Cultivators?" Mo Zhiyu looked in the direction of the flow of those golden lights, and those golden lights were all converging in the same direction, and then he saw that about a dozen steps away from him, there was a stone tablet more than one person high, a stone tablet with golden light.

The system in his mind immediately said: "Detected the eye of the formation, you can understand it as the center of the formation, it is recommended to go and observe!" ”

Mo Zhiyu slowly got up from the ground, and walked to the stone tablet with some vague steps. The stone tablet was also entangled with countless inscriptions, which overlapped, and seemed to overlap several patterns that seemed to be painted and written, and he actually recognized them, because they were the words of God:

"If you are not from my clan, those who enter this will be punished!"

Day Khan ...... Sure enough, it's a godborn!

"The array has been scanned, and the analysis is ......," the system said, "There are three layers of magic circles in this place. The first layer is the illusion circle, which has been triggered by your blood, and the people above may have fallen into a state of madness. The second layer is the suppression array, which will suppress the Yuan Force here under the Great Perfection of the Dingyuan Period and launch it together with the first layer. The third layer of the circle is a self-destruct procedure, and if any of the first two circles are broken, it will be activated immediately. This three-tier circle is immune to the Descent of God. ”

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