"Zhengjun!!"

Seeing Fang Cheng being killed, he shouted heart-wrenchingly to Xiang Minghui.

At the other end of the basketball court, Sato Hayato was in pain and knocked down a group of cultists who ran in from outside the gymnasium.

Hearing his sister's screams, he turned his head and saw the tragic scene of Fang Cheng's death.

Sato Hayato was stunned for a moment as if he was struck by lightning, as if some pillars were shattered in his heart, leaving his head blank.

Water Madun on the altar was also deeply relieved.

I just felt sore all over. When I was young, I didn’t have such a tiredness to fight with more than a dozen female killers.

He did not think Fang Cheng could survive. Even if the vampire could heal himself and had an immortal body, his death was judged by God, and an immortal body was useless.

But the next moment, Fang Cheng, who was believed to be undoubted by Shuimadun, suddenly supported himself on the ground and pulled himself out of more than a dozen steel bars.

Mizumadun's mouth suddenly turned into an "O" shape, his eyes bulged out, and he was stunned.

His faith almost collapsed at this moment, and he even wanted to question the great two gods.

Why is this bastard not dead yet? Who is your people?

Fang Cheng is not without death. The 6 in his vision has become 5. He has paid the price of breaking his oath and lost his life.

"Craft, I can't swear."

This sentence appeared in Fang Cheng's heart. The moment he jumped up, he had already guided the blood flowing on his body to condense into several times. He shot towards Shuimadun like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

And I jumped forward on the edge of the blood pool, and my goal was the Holy Grail.

He wants to destroy the Holy Grail and completely end the ritual of God's descending.

Seeing Fang Cheng rushing towards the Pilgrimage, Shui Madun immediately understood his plan and shouted angrily: "Don't think about it!"

“Exclusion!”

Shui Madun bounced all the spikes shot out, and raised his hand to point at Fang Cheng: "Rain!"

This spiritual art made him older for several years, and now he even lost his beard and teeth.

A thick blood column instantly spurted out from the blood pool, and hit Fang Cheng with a scattered face.

Fang Cheng pulled his hands and changed direction strangely in the air, avoiding the impact of the blood column, and flew towards Mizumadun instead.

“Nani??!”

Shuimadun was stunned, and his eyes finally noticed the subtle lines in Fang Cheng's hand.

It turned out that Fang Cheng threw more than a dozen spikes at him just now. Although they were bounced away, all of these spikes were pierced on the ground and ceiling near the altar.

The ends of these spikes are connected to subtle threads, which are much smaller than the ones just now.

Shuimadun was drained for nearly twenty years and his eyes were dizzy for a while and he didn't notice it.

It was too late to find out that it was too late. Fang Cheng used the silk thread to move in the air and flew to the altar and approached within a few meters.

A strong sense of danger has emerged in Shuimadun's mind, but he was so old that he was almost a hundred years old that he was powerless to dodge.

These few meters represent the last journey of Shui Madun's life. His turbid eyes were staring at Fang Cheng who was approaching, and his teeth were covered in shriveled mouth quickly recited the magical words.

"The great and supreme Gods offer you the lost Lamb... to welcome your great figure..."

Fang Cheng swung his hand, and his blood condensed into a long knife and swept across.

brush!

Mizumadun's head flew up directly, and while he was still spinning in the air, his mouth finally finished singing.

After killing Shuimadun, Fang Cheng had not had time to take a breath, but he found that the door above the Holy Grail began to twist violently, and a tall phantom suddenly appeared.

"Damn it again?"

Fang Cheng recognized at a glance that this was a projection of the evil god. The old guy Shuimadun was about to disgust him even before he died.

The body of Shuimadun was already drying up into skin and bones. At the same time, even hundreds of panicked believers in the basketball court were panicked and cried one by one, and their lifespan was quickly removed.

Shuimadun not only used himself, but also used hundreds of believers in the basketball court as sacrifices.

Asaka Minghui found that the two cultists who were holding him were also quickly getting older, and then she was killed by the spikes shot by Fang Cheng.

As soon as she stood up, a drop of blood like a bead flew over and knocked off her glasses.

"Don't……"

Asakusa Minghui screamed, and his personality was replaced by Ye Yuqing.

"Get out of here right now!"

Fang Cheng shouted to Ye Yuqing, if it were the case with Minghui Chaoxiang, he might have to argue for a while.

Ye Yuqing did not say nonsense and began to pull the at a loss of saints around him to run away: "Sisters, go quickly."

She knew that these saints were innocent like herself and could not stay and die for nothing.

Under her leadership, the saints ran towards the side door that came in. Who would die if they could survive?

"Run!"

[Biqugetv www.biqugetv.co] Fang Cheng shouted at the Sato brother and sister opposite the basketball hall.

A large number of people fell beside the Sato brothers and sisters. These were fanatical believers who were preparing to come up to take back the Saint.

Hayato Sato was already in a state of exhaustion, and his mental strength was too exhausted. If it weren't for protecting his sister, he would have fainted.

Hearing Fang Cheng's shouting, Mai Sato also decisively picked up the dagger and cut off the long skirt, then tried her best to carry her brother and run out.

Fang Cheng looked up at the increasingly solid projection of the evil god in the air. It was much taller than the last time he encountered. After all, it was summoned with the lifespan of hundreds of believers.

And the image is not the angry goddess wearing armor last time, but the pity goddess wearing a crown, with her eyes closed and her face blurred.

Fang Cheng glanced at the Holy Grail above the Blood Pool, turned around and ran away, choosing a strategic retreat.

Everyone has been rescued, so just do whatever you want. Only then will the pen continue to stay and play with your life.

This evil god projection cannot exist all the time. After it disappears, we will come back to find the gap.

But the Evil God Project obviously doesn't want Fang Cheng to leave as simple as this.

As soon as Fang Cheng turned around and ran away, he suddenly felt a big and red word "danger" appear in his heart.

He rushed forward suddenly, reached out to his backpack to grab the vajra, and turned around to resist the attack.

After turning around, Fang Cheng saw the projection of the evil god and opened his eyes.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be overshadowed.

This is a pair of eyes that cannot be described in words. Anyone will feel extremely happy and satisfied as long as he is watched.

Fang Cheng was completely attracted by these eyes, and all the negative emotions in his mind disappeared, only a strong desire and happiness filled his chest.

But soon he felt his eyes turn dark, and 5 in his field of vision suddenly becomes 4.

Grass!

He was killed again, and he didn't even know how to die this time. Could it be that the chicken moved to death?

Fang Cheng suddenly came back to life and found himself lying on the ground.

A big word "danger" is still entrenched in my heart and cannot be removed.

This time he didn't look up to see the projection of the evil god. He instantly entered a state of mad blood. He reached out to take out the vajra in his backpack and jumped up from the ground.

The evil god projection did not move, and continued to stare at Fang Cheng with those charming eyes.

The vajra on Fang Cheng's hand suddenly emitted a golden light, wrapping his whole body, and accompanied by the faint sound of Buddha's voice and Buddhist singing.

He felt that he had come to the mourning hall to be reborn again. He felt very cunning last time, but now he feels very warm.

If possible, I will stay at this salvation site and stop leaving.

With the protection of the vajra, Fang Cheng did not look up, but continued to make short-range breakthroughs and pounced on the evil god projection.

The evil god projected a flash of light in an instant, and white lights were emitted from all over his body.

These white lights carry terrifying power, and all the objects touched are quickly destroyed and disappeared.

All the white light shot was blocked by the vajra, but the golden light was also being consumed quickly.

Fang Cheng raised his hand and swung his hand, and the blood in his hand solidified into dozens of spikes with silk threads, projecting the evil god.

Most of them were burnt out by white light, but a small portion was pushed into the walls and ceilings on both sides.

With the short-range propulsion and the traction of the silk thread, Fang Cheng dodged left and right in the air, avoiding the attack of the white light, and finally came to the front of the evil god projection and stabbed the vajra into her chest.

The vajra once again flourished and entangled with the white light projected by the evil god. In a flash, I don’t know how many attacks and defenses have passed.

The next moment, the golden light quickly became impotence, and even the sound of Buddha's and Buddhist singing disappeared.

Fang Cheng was shocked, how come you can't do it so quickly this time?

This? It didn't even arrive for three seconds?!!

Although the vajra is as hard as iron after years of meditation by the masters, when encountering a tough character like the evil god projection, it will be forced to turn into a three-second soft stick.
To be continued...