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Chapter 463 Why Can’t I Eat You?

"What! Sacrifice!?"

"Oh no, this is a conspiracy!"

"This is a trap! They want to kill us as a sacrifice to the gods, damn it!"

"How dare you do this, you bastard! How dare you go against the will of the world!"

"Stupid dog emperor, I think you are crazy! You are making fun of the hundreds of years of our Thick Earth Empire! Doing this, are you worthy of your ancestors? Are you worthy of your royal family's ancestral teachings? Aren't you afraid that the country will be overthrown!"

"It's over, we're done"

"There are five Xiantian Realm warriors, and the dog emperor has cultivated to the Martial Master Realm without knowing when. We are doomed!"

"Don't be afraid, brothers. With more than a thousand of our elite warriors working together, they may not be able to kill us all! We still have a chance to escape!"

"Yes, if we just run a few people out and pass the message on, that dog emperor will be in big trouble!"

"rush!"

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God! Even the Xiantian realm is not invincible. At worst, I will blow myself up and make you sons of bitches bleed!"

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For a time, the crowd was excited.

The whole scene was in chaos.

More than a thousand warriors simultaneously stimulated their qi and blood, and used their own moves to attack in all directions, directly targeting the five innate realm warriors who were blocking at the outermost edge.

There were a lot of moves to attack Old Wu, and most of the warriors chose to use him as a breakthrough point without any communication.

Boxing is afraid of young people!
An old innate being is simply unable to unleash the true combat power of the innate realm. Every battle accelerates the depletion of his already limited lifespan and blood.

"When you guys unite, you're really powerful."

Old Wu, who was squatting on the flagpole, just smiled lightly in the face of the overwhelming tactics.

If it were under normal circumstances, facing the many moves used by thousands of warriors who unleashed their energy and blood together, he really wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

He looks old, but he is now over 150 years old. The hidden injuries he sustained from practicing martial arts in his youth are aggravating the decline of his energy and blood.

Although he can still barely maintain his peak innate strength today, his combat power is no longer at its peak.

Even if one sublimates to the utmost and even overdraws his life to explode once, it will not last long.

Under normal circumstances, let alone more than a thousand people.

Even if one-third of them were separated and more than 300 people attacked him at the same time, he would turn around and run away without saying a word.

Let’s not talk about whether he will die if he takes this round of damage.

It is certain that your life span will be shortened by ten years.

But those warriors did not expect that today, Old Wu had no intention of being forced to retreat. Instead, he stood there quietly, looking down on the crowd.

With a casual wave of his wide robe sleeves, two scarlet streaks flew out.

It hit two warriors who had just taken advantage of the chaos to try to escape.

One forges the veins, the other forges the bones.

The moment the light penetrated their bodies, their originally erupting energy suddenly became even more ferocious.

The next moment, the surging blood and energy suddenly exploded out of thin air, blasting the two of them into pieces of flesh and blood that flew all over the sky, soaking many warriors.

However, the warriors, who were already overwhelmed by anger and fear, did not care at all whether two of their companions had died miserably.

At this moment, there was only one thing on their minds.

Kill that damn Xiantian realm Lao Deng, and then rush out of this damn place!

"If it was placed somewhere else, you might really succeed."

Old Wu stood there calmly, with no intention of attacking again, and a trace of disdain appeared on his old face.

"What a pity. This is the divine weapon altar!"

"Boom!"

Countless qi and blood burst out one after another, and terrifying attacks that integrated the warriors' beliefs exploded in the air one after another, as if encountering some kind of air wall invisible to the naked eye.

Old Wu was standing on the flagpole, and even his robes were not disturbed at all. He even had the air of an immortal or a hermit.

"What the hell is this!"

"Our moves didn't hit that old dog!"

"Stopped by something invisible!"

The warriors' enthusiasm was poured down like a basin of cold water, turning into astonishment.

That is an unknown force that they have no idea about.

In their understanding, no martial arts or secret techniques of qi and blood can block the space and form an invisible wall for defense.

"Damn it!"

The warriors were unwilling to give in, and gritted their teeth to launch a second round of attack on Old Wu and the other innates.

This time, as countless moves exploded, the invisible wall appeared.

It looked like a square, light red box.

Even if the peak attack from the peak of the Pulse Forging Power hit it, it could only stir up circles of ripples on the light red wall, which eventually disappeared into thin air.

It is hard to say whether their attack was effective or the caster made the invisible wall thicker in order to increase the strength of the "defense".

In short, the warriors who were completely blocked in the altar began to despair.

Many people attacked fiercely with swords, spears and guns, but the red transparent wall stood firm like the Great Wall, blocking all escape routes and completely sealing the entire altar.

"Once the Divine Weapon Ceremony begins, it will not stop. Only when all the chosen sacrifices have died, will this world be broken open and people can enter and exit."

Mr. Wu explained calmly, as if he had already secured victory.

"You are lucky enough to be the first group of people to receive this honor after our Houtu Empire's Divine Guards have reached this point. You should feel honored to sacrifice your lives and become a part of the Divine Guards. "

"Bah! I'm honored to be your uncle! Old thing, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! I will come back to take your life even after a hundred reincarnations! You want my life to feed the country's divine weapons, but I won't let you succeed!"

A warrior with a strong personality roared and boldly mobilized the Qi and blood in his body.

The bones and flesh that had been tempered long ago broke into pieces, and his whole body exploded on the spot like a burst water balloon, leaving only sticky minced meat on the ground.

"Your bones are very hard. It's a pity that you don't have the chance to be a ghost."

The words from Old Wu made countless people feel despair.

"As long as you are in the world of divine weapons, whether you are dead or alive, you will eventually become the nourishment for the advancement of divine weapons. After becoming a part of the divine weapons, there should be no such thing as reincarnation."

His words made some warriors so desperate that they completely lost the idea of ​​resistance. The Dog Emperor was a martial master, and there were five innates.

The strongest among them is only at the peak of Forging Meridians, how the hell are we going to beat them!
Dead!
Rather than being sacrificed later, it is better to just slit your own throat.

Some people chose cowardly suicide in such despair, but at the same time, in this desperate situation where they were almost certain to die, many warriors completely ignited their will to survive and rushed out regardless of everything.

The five innate evil spirits laughed and started killing at the same time.

The jade-paved ground was painted scarlet, and the coiled dragon carved from white jade turned blood-red.

In an instant, blood flowed everywhere and everything was red.

In the center of the altar, Lu Wenwu was confronting the Thick Earth Emperor who was holding the Black Snake Sword.

He just took a quick look with his true eyes.

The results of high-dimensional capture and analysis appeared before him.

This emperor is not yet what those warriors call a Martial Lord, and is still in the innate realm.

If I must say, it is probably Half-Step Martial Master, with some characteristics of the next realm.

He was not in a hurry to take action, he just wanted to see what the other party could do.

Emperor Hou Tu held the Black Snake Sword in his hand, his expression grim and weird, as if he was a different person.

The shadow of a hundred-foot-long black snake danced wildly, and huge greed flashed in its scarlet eyes.

It opened its mouth and sucked like a whale, and the layer of sticky flesh and blood on the ground turned into a line of blood like a young swallow returning to its nest, and sank into the black snake's shadow.

To be precise, he followed the shadow downwards and entered the black snake sword.

With the infusion of a large amount of blood and soul, the pair of blood-red snake pupils became a little more weird, and the shadow of the black snake became more solid.

"it is good"

"eat"

Waves of powerful yet chaotic mental fluctuations continued to erupt.

Lu Wenwu relied on his powerful soul to analyze some meaning from it.

The Thick Earth Emperor crossed the void and flew over with a sword in hand.

"Bah."

He fell down, less than two meters away from Lu Wenwu.

With a "swish" sound, a black shadow flashed through the air, and the tip of the sharp black snake sword pointed directly at Lu Wenwu's chest.

The sharp tip of the sword was pressed tightly against the heart, and the uncomfortable coldness was spreading around.

"You are very good. If you hadn't come here to participate in the martial arts examination this year, I would have asked Wu Qing to train you carefully so that you can expand the territory of our Houtu Empire in the future." The Houtu Emperor said coldly.

With the Black Snake Sword pressed against his chest, Lu Wenwu did not show any panic on his face. Instead, he smiled and teased: "Then, Your Majesty, what made you change your mind?"

The Thick Earth Emperor licked his lips, his eyes also showing a strong greed: "It's all because you are too good. Your surging blood and energy have attracted the attention of the country's divine soldiers! The Black Snake Sword told me that if it can devour you, it will have the possibility of advancing to a holy soldier!"

"Holy weapon! It is a super weapon that has the chance to achieve a thousand-year hegemony! Once the Black Snake Sword becomes a holy weapon, I will be able to step into the legendary realm of the Martial Saint, who is like an immortal god, and become a holy weapon user, enjoying a lifespan of 500 years!"

Seeing him like this, Lu Wenwu couldn't bear to look at him.

If the person standing in front of him was an Abyss Succubus, licking the corner of his mouth would appear tempting.

If it is a cool villain with a wild, evil and charming appearance, such an action will make him stand out as a psychopath and appear even more sinister and creepy.

But if a burly, gray-haired old man who looks nearly fifty years old does it.
It's just... a bit eye-catching.

"So above the Spirit Weapon is the Saint Weapon. It sounds pretty awesome, but I wonder if it's as strong as the first level of the God." Lu Wenwu muttered softly, "There should be something above the Saint Weapon, right?"

"Maybe, maybe that's why the Twelve Overlords can become the overlords, who knows for sure!" Emperor Houtu sneered, "There's no point in saying more, for the sake of the advancement of the national treasure, kid, leave!"

After saying that, a thick black mist suddenly burst out from the tip of the Black Snake Sword, and the shadow of the black snake quickly solidified.

The bloody mouth rushed down and swallowed the iron tower-like Lu Wenwu.

In the snake's mouth formed by the black fog, Lu Wenwu felt an extremely weak devouring force trying to pull at his flesh and blood, trying to involve his qi and blood.

The degree of involvement was probably about the same as when he was still at the D level and was using his full strength to activate the Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Eating Power.

That was a memory from long ago.

Lu Wenwu felt it for a moment, thought about it, and raised his right index finger.

A small crack appeared on the tip of the index finger, and a drop of blood that was brighter than a ruby ​​oozed out from the tiny blood vessel and stayed on the surface of the finger skin.

After this drop of blood appeared, the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire altar increased rapidly.

The black mist seemed to be crazy, and almost all of its devouring power was concentrated on Lu Wenwu's fingertips, trying to completely swallow this drop of blood into its body and make it a part of itself.

However.
The effect is equivalent to nothing.

Ever since Lu Wenwu’s transformation into a god, even if only a single cell of his body is now a treasure that can unleash incredible power for practitioners who have not yet stepped into the realm of godhood.

After being thoroughly refined, your power will be greatly increased!
Pulling out a hair from his head is enough to cut off all the magical weapons in the world.

A drop of blood flowing from his body is an ultimate elixir that condenses countless life essences and powerful forces. The complete dream law contained in it alone is enough for an ordinary first-level god to treasure it as the blood of enlightenment.

If no seal is made, it would be very difficult even for an S-rank strongman to transfer it without hurting himself.

This is the value of a top-notch body-refining cultivator!
Lu Wenwu, who has transformed into the original demon, is now on the road to becoming a saint in the flesh!
The devouring power unleashed by the Black Snake Sword in the face of Lu Wenwu's blood was like a mayfly shaking a tree, or a firefly competing with the bright moon.

It's no longer a toad wanting to eat a swan.

It's the tadpole that wants to eat the moon!
The Black Snake Sword, which had been unable to be defeated for a long time, once again burst out with strong spiritual fluctuations.

Each time is more intense and more powerful than the last.

It can be seen that it is very anxious about wanting to eat Lu Wenwu but being unable to do so.

Extremely anxious.

In the outside world, the Thick Earth Emperor holding the Black Snake Sword knew nothing about this.

Feeling the surge in the concentration of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, he thought it was a sign of the advancement of the magic weapon, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

It was just like the previous "Wu Zhuangyuan", popping champagne at halftime.

That kind of urgent mental fluctuation is probably because the national guardian weapon is anxious to advance?

As Emperor Hou Tu was thinking this, he suddenly felt the Black Snake Sword tremble violently, more violently than any other time before.

Before he could react, the huge black snake phantom suddenly exploded out of thin air, revealing Lu Wenwu who was holding the tip of the Black Snake Sword between his left index and middle fingers, and holding a drop of blood on his right index finger.

Lu Wenwu smiled and looked at the completely confused Emperor Houtu, and sighed: "Alas, I gave you this opportunity, but you are useless!"

(End of this chapter)