Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3220 Destiny Sacrifice

The Ethereal Race is experiencing an unprecedented crisis.

Numerous strong men surrounded the Void Spirit Race, ready to launch the final attack at any time.

The entire Void Spirit Race has become a mess.

Ironically, before the final hour of perdition came, they were threatened by all warriors in the mainland.

"Qiantong, this may be the destiny. Some things need to be borne by people." A middle-aged beautiful woman stood beside Yin Qiantong, looking at the fallen Void Spirit Clan with a sad expression on her face.

The Void Spirit Clan spent too much in the previous battle, but what they got in the end was the hostility of all warriors, but they were powerless to fight back.

"No matter how you choose, we will respect your decision. At worst, you will die and the net will be broken. It was already a last resort to send you out to protect you. We will not make the same mistake this time!" A middle-aged man with a firm face said faintly. the way.

Yin Qiantong didn't speak, but looked at the terrified eyes of the Kongling people, including old people, children, and even newborn babies.

She couldn't bear to look these people in the eye, but it was useless even if she closed them.

"There are so many excellent girls around him, even without me, he should be able to live well!" Yin Qiantong said lightly, she never thought that she would have the same fate as Mo Xian's mother.

God's will, it seems that he really likes to joke with people, and he will never violate it.

"Qiantong, you..." The voice of the middle-aged beautiful woman trembled.

"Don't let him know about this!" Yin Qiantong said, moved, and left without looking back.

"Qiantong..." The middle-aged beautiful woman and the middle-aged man stretched out their hands, but they couldn't say anything.

This is Yin Qiantong's choice, but is it really?

"Give them another quarter of an hour, if they still don't hand over, they will destroy the Void Spirit Race!"

Outside the Void Spirit Clan, those former famous and decent families all showed ferocious eyes at this time.

At this time, a figure flashed out from the Void Spirit Clan, it was Yin Qiantong.

"Great, you finally figured it out!" Everyone exclaimed suddenly.

"Your sacrifice is valuable and can save countless lives!"

"Sacrifice, why me?" Yin Qiantong said lightly.

"This is God's will. Even the original Martial God cannot be changed, so you should accept it!"

"Think about your people, think about your parents, they will all live because of your sacrifice, isn't it worth it?"

Everyone continued to firmly believe in Yin Qiantong, as if they were afraid that Yin Qiantong would go back on his word, and some people were ready to forcibly take Yin Qiantong away at any time.

"Aren't you afraid of him?" Yin Qiantong said.

Hearing this, everyone shuddered. Of course he was referring to Mo Xian.

No one is not afraid of Mo Xian now, after all, he defeated the existence of Valkyrie.

"Hehe, his dharma image has been destroyed, and the mysterious mark has disappeared, so he doesn't have much power at all. We have so many strong people, it should be because he is afraid of us!"

"That is, if he has the strength, why hide!"

Countless strong men roared out of embarrassment.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter, don't worry, since I've made my decision, I won't go back on it!" Yin Qiantong smiled bitterly, after all, there are people who need to sacrifice, as long as the person she wants can live a good life.

"Great, it's not too late, we're going to prepare for the Destiny Sacrifice!" Many warriors were almost weeping with joy.

Three days later, the Altar of Destiny was moved to a huge wilderness. Even after being devastated, the Altar of Destiny was still intact.

The entrance is always open, as if waiting for the next person to enter.

This is how it happened every time when the Altar of Mandate of Heaven was about to fail.

This is destiny.

Many warriors united their forces to drive one after another into the Altar of Destiny, and at the same time, various treasures entered the altar like flowing water.

At first, the Altar of Destiny remained motionless, but it was gradually activated and slowly suspended.

"The Destiny Festival has begun, Yin Qiantong, go in immediately!" Countless people shouted loudly.

Only then did the dense crowd of warriors get out of the way, and Yin Qiantong was among them, protecting her on the pretext of protecting her, but actually fearing that she would run away.

"Little girl, why are you still hesitating, go quickly, we will all survive if you go in!"

"Yeah, don't hesitate any longer, the more you delay, the more dangerous we will be!"

"Huh, you Ethereal Race are still under our control. Once you repent, we will attack immediately. Think about it, your parents and your clan will all die because of you!"

"Stop talking so much nonsense, just throw her in!"

"As long as you go in, we will release your clansmen immediately!"

Listening to the harsh voices around, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yin Qiantong's mouth. Is the owner of these distorted faces really worth her saving?

But the matter has come to this point, and it can no longer be changed. The Destiny Festival has already begun.

She walked out slowly and walked towards the entrance of the Altar of Destiny.

"Great, once the Destiny Sacrifice is completed, immediately launch an attack on the Void Spirit Race."

"The Ethereal Race will never stay!"

Pairs of eyes fixed on Yin Qiantong, that was their hope, but their hearts were extremely vicious.

The Void Spirit Race is so powerful, once they recover, they will definitely retaliate, just like the Martial God Altar.

In order to avoid future troubles forever, the Void Spirit Clan must disappear from the mainland, and even those who are related to Yin Qiantong must disappear, including Mo Xian.

Yin Qiantong was still too naive, thinking that her sacrifice would allow the people she wanted to live in peace.

No wonder Mo Hong regretted it, no wonder he wanted to recover the original debt.

The moment she was about to enter the Altar of Destiny, Yin Qiantong glanced back. She still had nostalgia for this world, but no matter how reluctant she was, she still wanted to go in.

"Mo Xian, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you on the journey, you must live well in the future!" Yin Qiantong turned her head and entered the Altar of Destiny, leaving behind a drop of crystal tears.

Soon, her figure was swallowed by the darkness, and then the entrance to the Altar of Destiny was slowly closed.

"Great!"

At this moment, countless people wept with joy. Looking at the rising Altar of Destiny, they knew that they could finally survive.

It won't be long before the Destiny Sacrifice will be completed, the Destiny Altar will be restarted, and the Great Rift will be suppressed again.

The Altar of Destiny rose slowly, Yin Qiantong was alone in the darkness, fear and loneliness slowly swallowed her up.

She found that her body was slowly getting lighter and her thoughts were slowly becoming dull, and her memory was gradually beginning to deteriorate.

Soon, she couldn't remember who she was, and she couldn't remember what had happened, but there was a name in her heart that was like an imprint, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Mo idle!

(End of this chapter)