I was forced to burn corpses at the beginning, but I actually became invincible.

Just when Su Mo killed Zhao Yuanliang.

Wang Youyou was under the altar, his eyes were so enthusiastic that he bowed down to the demon god in the crack.

He didn't care about Zhao Yuanliang's life or death at all, especially when the other party appeared so arrogant just now.

Although it was a cooperation between the two sects, the other party actually sent Zhao Yuanliang, a first-order stage realm martial artist, over, obviously looking down on our Holy Spirit Sect.

In this case, then death is dead, even if he does not die, after the demon god comes, he will find an opportunity to kill the other party.

He didn't believe that the other party dared to come to his own trouble under the pressure of the demon god.

"Su Mo, hurry up and save Ning Quan, the demon god can't stay in this world for a long time without a carrier.

Lin Hui desperately entangled Li Hun and shouted at Su Mo.

"Look for death!" Wang

Youyou got up directly and attacked Su Mo, he would never let this kind of thing happen.

"Man Yin, block Wang Youyou!" Lou Man Yin

waved his long whip and took a hard blow, but he also happened to get out of the siege and wrapped himself up towards Wang Youyou.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Youyou's body swayed, his bruised arm tore off Lou Manyin's long whip and threw it aside, and continued to bully towards Su Mo to kill.

Lou Manyin couldn't care about the injuries on his body, and he didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, so he immediately pestered Wang Youyou again.

She knew that even if she gave her life, she would have to pester Wang Youyou, buy time for Su Mo, so that he could take Ning Quan away.

"It's almost, it's almost, hurry!!"

Wang Youyou became more and more crazy, he had never hated Su Mo so much, he knew that this kid would do bad things, when he duel with Zhao Zhixin, he slapped him to death.

He will never allow his years of hard work and so many years of planning to be in vain.

He will not allow any stumbling blocks on his way to transforming into a demon.

Wang Youyou's figure was bigger again, and the real shadow of Zhou Gao Shan appeared, and he blasted out towards Su Mo with all his strength.

Lin saw the situation and just wanted to step forward to block it.

"You dare to be distracted when you fight me?"

Li Hun slapped Lin Hui and knocked it out.

Lou Manyin forcibly raised his qi, his blood surged, his face turned red, and it was obvious that he had used some forbidden means.

The speed increased by more than a notch, and he blocked in front of Su Mo at a critical moment, and he was forced to take a punch from Wang Youyou.

Su Mo shouted loudly in his heart, and his spiritual power ran wildly, driving all the remaining internal breath in his body to pour into his legs.

The persistence of the teenager, the all-out effort of the teenager is only to ignite the last glimmer of hope.

Twenty

steps, ten

steps, five steps

, the corners of Su Mo's mouth were upturned, and his palm was only an arm's length away from Ning Quan, and the next moment he could grab Ning Quan to prevent this disaster from happening.

Just when everyone thought that the dust had fallen and the crisis was over

, the

sound of despair cracking sounded again.

The sound of fighting, the shouting, was also pressed the pause button again!

In the crack, the palm of the demon god stretched out again, and he resisted the squeeze of the void crack with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand hooked.

The unconscious Ning Quan floated up, hanging between the cracks in the pores, under the palm of the demon god's hand.

Like a marionette, controlled by the demon god under the palm of his hand.

The blood pool under the altar began to tumble, began to boil, and the blood qi was agitated, and then turned into five blood exercises and rose into the air, spiraling into Ning Quan's body.

Ning Quan's body began to show a strange blood red, and the mysterious pattern started from the toes and crawled all over his body to cover his entire face.

The wriggling and beating blood vessels all over the body are even more demonic against the backdrop of the pattern.

"Ah!!!"

Even though Ning Quan was still unconscious, the severe pain still made him cry out in pain.

"No!" Su

Mo yelled and rushed forward, trying to save the child he had met in the hospital.

But a wall of air appeared out of thin air, blocking his path.

No matter how he struck or attacked, the wall of air stood there steadily, rippling in waves.

All in vain.

Su Mo knocked weakly on the wall of air, he thought that he and Yin Ning had cut off the carrier of the blood sacrifice by saving the child in the jar.

He thought it was all the children.

However, those children are just unqualified containers after the Holy Spirit Society's test, and the real carrier is Ning Quan, who is 90% of the children.

Looking at Ning Quan, who was floating in the air, covered with blood-red weird patterns.

For the first time, Su Mo felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and at the same time, he also fell into deep self-blame.

If my strength is stronger, I can save Ning Quan from time to time.

If I hadn't been so prodigal at the beginning, and if I had moved faster, would I have been able to take Ning Quan out of the altar one step earlier.

If I ......

None of these assumptions can be verified at the moment.

Just like there is no regret pill in the world, there is no chance for you to do it all over again.

A single mistake may make you regret it for the rest of your life, or it may leave you with no chance of regretting it.

Lin Hui and Li Hun also stopped attacking, it was pointless for them to fight any longer, the carrier had already manifested the demon pattern, and when the demon pattern was completely rubbed and the blood in the blood pool completely poured in, the demon god would descend into this body.

Although it was only the advent of his soul consciousness and could not reach his full strength, he would never be suppressed by this heaven and earth again.

Even if it is not all the strength, this huge gap in rank and rank is not something that these people present can compete with.

The palm of the demon god's outstretched hand from the void crack kept dancing, and the brilliance surrounding Ning Quan became more and more prosperous.

Ning Quan, who was already bald because of the hospital's treatment, was quickly covered with silver hair on the top of his head at this moment, and the hair grew longer and longer, scattering around his body.

At this time, Ning Quan, who was in a coma and sleeping, finally opened his eyes.

But they weren't human eyes at all.

Both eyes were filled with blood, indifferent, distant, and aloof, without the slightest fluctuation of human emotion.

But when he looked at it again, his eyes were full of blood, killing, madness, resentment, and chaos.

Those eyes are like the epitome of all the evil in the world, and if you see them, you will be riddled with sin.

Ning Quan opened his mouth and spat lightly, emitting a strange syllable, which was not at all a sound that humans could make.

But with this simple sound, the originally black and dense clouds dissipated in an instant.

The originally oppressive darkness of the sky instantly cleared.

The sharp contrast between the front and the back made Su Mo feel as if everything was an illusion, a dream.

But the Ning Spring floating in front of him indicates that all of this is not an illusion.

Everyone at the scene, no matter who it was, did not dare to move, and this sense of suppression at the huge level of life reminded everyone of the most primitive fear engraved in the depths of their genes.

"Ning Quan" raised his head to look at the sun, and then stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

The pronunciation is still awkward, but it is already a human language:

"The sun of the Origin Continent is still so annoying!".