The nine formations were painted with essence and blood. Looking at the god's increasingly pale face, even if I didn't know what kind of formation this formation meant to be activated, I also knew that the effect of this formation must be heaven-defying, otherwise

How could that so-called god be so strenuous?

The atmosphere above the altar was silent, and only the constant flow of violent power reminded me that a drastic change was about to occur here.

I was concentrating on drawing the formations. At this time, he seemed to be 'weak'. Unfortunately, I couldn't move at all and could only watch silently.

Below the altar, there was a sound of chanting a curse that was obviously very grand but seemed a bit ethereal, but it was inexplicably full of power.

But this kind of power is just some kind of power prayed to God. It is a very simple prayer. However, everyone who performs the curse is a cultivator, so it appears to be extremely powerful.

In this solemn and strange situation, as time passed by, my heart gradually began to change from nervous, excited, excited, and uneasy to inexplicably calm.

The god's face became more and more distorted, and I could tell that he was trying hard to suppress and control something. Although the hand drawing the pattern was always very steady, it seemed that it was reaching its limit.

Finally, he made the last stroke, and a sigh of satisfaction sounded from him on the altar. As if he had reached the limit of support, he couldn't wait to put down the pen in his hand, and suddenly sat cross-legged on the altar.

, he made a strange hand gesture with his hands, and his breathing gradually changed from unusually rapid to long.

He is stabilizing himself.

This is an answer that I already knew. However, at this moment, footsteps sounded under the altar, and several men in green robes came up. They moved my body and asked me to face the altar.

Below, everything about God has its back to me, and I can’t see it.

After I faced the bottom of the altar, these men in green robes hurriedly went down. On the platform below the altar, there was a bustling business, with men in green robes praying, and green robes depicting formations.

The man in green robe and the man in green robe were arranging various magic weapons back and forth and didn't know what to do.

In fact, it feels good to look at it from above, but does God ultimately pursue feeling and want it to be immortal?

I don’t have a specific answer, but when the red formations below became clearer and clearer, I felt a mysterious flow. I can’t describe this mystery. If I had to describe it, it would be everyone’s destiny.

flowing in this pattern

And what is destiny? It contains too many things, such as a person's lifespan, luck, and destiny. If these things can flow, it will be controlled. When this idea appeared in my mind, my face changed.

I couldn't help but become shocked.

Then can't everything be explained? Those hands that can change everything, control the fate of others at will, extend life, and extend luck all come from this formation!

The town is like this, the holy village is like this, and the people who were sacrificed are like this. It turns out that what he really wants is just people. As long as there are enough people, and they can be 'borrowed', the more they can use for themselves. This is

It is a business without capital, and it is also a real naked deprivation.

I don't know how to describe all of this. My whole body feels inexplicably cold. I can't even imagine that in a corner that I don't know whether it belongs to this world or not, there is such a heaven-defying formation that can allow fate to flow.

Wherever you look, you can't see any further. On this altar, except for the entire platform, which is clear, everything else in the distance is shrouded in hazy mist.

The completion of the array pattern below has become higher and higher, and a crazy voice sounded behind me. If it were someone else together, they would be very surprised, but the game has been set, for such a scene that will inevitably occur

, but I feel increasingly calm inside.

"I don't care, my day has come and I want to see my father."

"Anytime will do, but not today. Don't you know? As long as you pass today, your dream will come true."

"My dream, you mean? No, in your case, the realization of anything has to be exchanged for many other people's things. You have made me bear all the sins."

"Do you think you have any qualifications to bear the guilt? Just be quiet today!"

This sentence was almost screamed by God, and then I heard a series of sounds of palms slapping against the body, which reminded me of God doing the same thing when fighting in the bamboo forest. His face glowing with purple light is now

situation, I'm afraid it's

There was silence behind me, and the strange soliloquy had ended, replaced by a series of roars like wild beasts, which seemed to be filled with endless pain.

At this moment, the formation pattern below is almost completed, because basically the entire formation has been completely formed. At this time, my originally calm heart began to beat faster, and I began to look forward to the arrival of a figure.

However, there is still mist in the distance, and the figure I was looking forward to has not appeared at all.

The prayers became louder and louder, and at this moment, as the last man in green robes who was drawing the pattern suddenly dropped his pen and shouted crazily, the entire pattern was finally completed.

At that moment, my mind suddenly became trance-like, and I felt a strange sense of detachment, as if my destiny and that of everyone here were all blended together, and then began to flow chaotically.

I clearly feel that there is only one person here who can stay away from everything else and can coordinate all of this, and that is the god behind me.

However, his breathing was so rapid that it seemed to be extremely laborious.

"It must be completed. It must be completed. It must not be completed." God's voice was trembling, as if he was encouraging himself or comforting himself.

At the moment when this grand formation was completed, there was no sign of anything going against the will of heaven. But in fact, in my heart, I knew how unbelievable all of this was.

The sound of God's footsteps sounded behind me. It seemed messy, but in fact there was a strange pattern. He was humming something. It didn't look like a Taoist mantra at all. It was the kind of Taoist mantra I heard at first.

Something combined with the witchcraft family.

Under this kind of display, I felt that the chaos and disorder began to undergo a mysterious change, that is, the flowing destiny was constantly being pulled away, and then disappeared into the far reaches of the sky.

This is a kind of sacrifice! In fact, there is no essential difference from that distant era when emperors made the highest level of sacrifice, which required the sacrifice of human life. It is just that the sacrifice is more thorough and a person's life is sacrificed.

The soul and destiny were sacrificed together.

I looked at the men in green robes on the platform, inexplicably falling to the ground one after another. My body wanted to tremble violently, but the cold fists I secretly clenched kept preventing me from doing so.

It's coming, the time is coming, I have to hold back.

"Is that enough?" God's voice was also unusually uncertain. He seemed to be used to talking to himself, and then after saying "enough", he began to become silent.

Destiny is still flowing in the formations, but at this moment, I feel that I am frozen in a certain place. This freeze is hard to describe, as if the distance between me and God is very close, but this is only a physical distance, and

At this moment, it's like my destiny is beginning to merge with his.

God is silent, but at this moment I also felt his confusion. Yes, his aura began to be chaotic, as if several people were peeling off and rushing out of a certain body. He no longer had control over himself.

The right is general.

"Quiet, quiet! Go down, go down!" God's voice almost became crazy.

Then, I felt a force 'colliding' towards me like a surging sea, trying desperately to merge with my destiny. At the same time, I felt a squeezing feeling in my soul. Is this an invasion?

"Lin Furui"

"Fu Rui"

Finally, at this time, two calling voices came from under the platform. I was very familiar with these two voices. One was Lin Xiaohua's voice, and the other was Lin Jianguo's voice.

"Stop them." God began to yell frantically.

Then, that mysterious feeling of fusion and the squeezing of the soul turned into a violent, naked occupation that was eager to be completed.

And I finally let out a sigh, not a sigh from my heart, but a sigh from the depths of my throat. At this time, my body that was originally stiff and unable to move had recovered instantly.
Chapter completed!