In the process of standing up, the joints of his knees were ringing with pimples, and he had this energy, if you didn't let me do it, I would do it for you! Even if he was injured in the end, he didn't want others to look down on him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He strode forward with difficulty, approaching the altar step by step, glaring viciously at the half of the corpse.

"Didn't you let Lao Tzu kneel for you? Lao Tzu just didn't! What can you do to me? Didn't you want your head? Lao Tzu didn't give it to you!" Wushuang picked up his cold blood treasure knife and revealed his murderous intent.

The human head rolled back at the feet of the Bug Priest, and was slowly floating, and if it was not stopped from outside, it might have merged with the wound on its neck.

"Fuck your sister!" Wushuang roared, rushed up, spotted the skull, and kicked it out, so strong, it was estimated that if it was a penalty, the goalkeeper would have to shoot him away.

The skull was kicked out by him more than a hundred meters away, and I don't know where it landed in a dark corner. Perhaps all the power of Bugue's sacrifice came from his skull, and after the human head was kicked away by him, the powerful force disappeared in an instant, and everyone stood up from the ground again.

"Burn him! Burn him!"

"Hmph...... Huh-huh...... Suddenly, there was a burst ......of cold laughter in the empty burial chamber. An invisible yin wind also blew around him, and suddenly the sand and rocks in the ancient tomb flew up.

The half corpse sat cross-legged on the ground again, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Brother, how is your back? Does it hurt or not, is there any bleeding?" Ma Ya rushed up to support Wushuang and said with concern.

Can it not hurt? He's been using his willpower to overcome the tearing pain.

"Soga ...... Dramatically good!haha...... Wushuang Jun did a good job! He really deserves to be a good friend of our empire!" At this time, a large group of Japanese ronins also rushed in from the tomb on the west side, and after they rushed in, they surrounded Wushuang and the others.

"It's perfect, this is the Bug Sacrifice? He will become the weapon of the empire to conquer the world! Wushuang Jun, you are the number one hero! Haha......" Sakazaki Ryota didn't see the horror of the Bug sacrifice awakening just now, his eyes were full of merit, he saw the medal personally issued to him by His Majesty the Emperor, he saw the glory of his promotion to general, and he saw Keisuke Kawashima, who had always been sneering at him, kneeling in front of him.

"Ryota Sakazaki, don't go near that guy!" Musou reminded him. "You can't control his power!

"No, no, no, Wushuang Jun, this is your masterpiece, this is your merit, I will take him back to the empire to ask for merit for you!" he greedily approached the altar step by step.

Wushuang wanted to stop him, but he couldn't do anything, dozens of katanas were on his neck, and he couldn't move at all.

"Great Bug Sacrifice! Sakazaki Ryota welcomes you home!" He wore shiny military boots, stepped up to the altar, learned the Chinese etiquette to kneel down the half of the corpse, and then respectfully kowtowed to the mountain song.

At this time, Wushuang saw that the moonlight from the patio directly above had turned red little by little, and the color of the moonlight was getting darker and darker, turning from light red to blood red.

"Oh, it's broken!" he tried to get up, but the katana around his neck was crushed.

What the soft poem said was right, there is no shadow, and he really has no shadow at this moment. There is no shadow of the bright moon. The half-corpse of the Bug sacrifice had no shadow in the blood-red moonlight.

"Lord Priest, I'll offer you your head!" Ryota Sakazaki ran over and walked back with the skull in his hands, and then slowly placed it on the neck of the priest as if he was assembling a work of art, just in line with the wound on his neck.

"Uh-huh...... Hum hum hum ......" The strange laughter came again, this time, very real. The wind in the burial chamber stopped, and there was a dead silence all around, and the Japanese ronin looked up at the corpse in unison.

Originally, the head of the Bug sacrifice had rotted into a skeleton, but after being put on the neck by Sakazaki Ryota, the tendons in the neck were obviously filled with blood, and the blood was surging upwards little by little into the skull, growing along the veins, as well as his skin.

The flesh slowly crept upwards, his jaw, mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and finally hair. The demon had finally come back to life, but his two eye sockets were black holes, because his eyes had been destroyed by Wushuang in the Beiman Fortress.

"You're finally awake, my great Bug Sacrifice!" Sakazaki Ryota knelt in front of him.

"He's dead. Musou asserted.

Bug Priest stood up and slowly stretched out his palm, a black air flow condensed in his palm, and that air flow was circling in his center, like a small tornado, and the momentum of the tornado was getting bigger and bigger.

"Eyes...... Eye...... My eyes?" Bug Priest made a cold, terrifying sound in his throat.

"It's him! He's ruined your eyes!" Ryota Sakazaki pointed at Mushuang.

"Eyes...... Eye...... My eyes !!!!," Bug roared, and lifted Ryota Sakazaki who was kneeling in front of him with one hand.

"It's not me, it's me who woke you up!" Ryota Sakazaki's face turned green with fright.

"Eyes...... Eyes ......"

......"Ah!!!!h

"Not my eyes...... It's not my eyes......" He shook Sakazaki Ryota out of his withered claws and gouged out the pair of eyes from his sockets.

Sakazaki Ryota's body fell heavily against the curtain wall, only to hear the muscles and bones in his back break together, and the whole person was just thrown to death.

This scene frightened this group of little Japanese devils, they thought that this operation could make a great achievement, but they didn't expect that now Shao Zuo, who is leading the team, will return to the West Sky in the blink of an eye.

They let go of Mushuang and all raised their guns to surround the resurrected Bug sacrifice, but their hands were trembling, and this terrible demon had completely conquered this group of samurai loyal to the emperor. They didn't know what to do, whether to shoot him, or to tie him up and bring him back to Japan.

"Kill him! Kill him, or everyone will die!" Wushuang shouted to remind them, but their Chinese skills were not very good, and they didn't understand what Wushuang was saying.

"Quick, let's run!" Wushuang stood up with difficulty, and turned around with the three of them and ran backwards.