"Mr. Tu's dog is not to be cherished!"

The blood sword pierced the heart veins, and the vicious blood qi strangled the internal organs. The skeleton demon cultivator looked angry and unable to see.

But it was too late to regret it, so I could only die.

Killing the Skeleton Demon Cultivator, the Blood Sword Demon Cultivator couldn't help but sneer,

He laughed laughing laughed, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

The black and gray in his eyes faded, and his mind was a little clear. He looked at his accomplice who died under his sword, and looked shocked and lost in his mind. He said in disbelief:

"I——What did I do?"

"How could I—"

"I-"

Just as his mind was shaking, a huge knife was carrying a powerful demonic power with a "puff".

It chopped on his neck and splashed a lot of blood.

Then there is the second knife, the third knife, the fourth knife——without any drag.

The Blood Sword Demon Cultivator was cut to death and collapsed on the ground.

Behind him was the bald demon cultivator who escaped from the suppression of the skeleton evil weapon.

This bald demon cultivator was covered in blood, and the knife in his hand was even more flesh and bloody.

This huge knife was originally used to cut the head of the ink painting, but now it is covered with the blood of the demon cultivator.

"No one can teach me how to do things."

"Mr. Tu, either-

"Whoever teaches me to do things will die."

A faint black appeared in the bald demon cultivator's eyes, as if crazy.

But he had all killed several demon cultivators in the blood pool, and the people who "teach him to do things" were all dead. He suddenly lost his target and looked a little confused.

Just at this moment, the innocent and crisp sound rang in his heart again:

"Yes, no one can teach you how to do things, and Mr. Tu can't do it--

"Mr. Tu, who is he?"

"The reason why he does whatever he wants is all because of the power of the Lord of God."

"The Lord of God is wise and great."

The bald demon cultivator deeply agreed: "Yes, the Lord of God is wise and great."

The innocent and strange voice said, "Now the Lord of God has woken up. With the power of Mr. Tu, he is not worthy of being the Lord of God's 'Servant'."

The bald demon cultivator nodded, "Yes, he is not worthy."

"He is not worthy, who is worthy?"

"Who?" The bald demon cultivator was confused.

"You." The strange voice said firmly, "You are the 'servant' of the Lord of God." You are worthy of being the 'servant' of the Lord of God, you are worthy of being loyal to the Lord of God, share the supreme power of the Lord of God, follow the Lord of the Great Wilderness, live and die forever-··

The expression of the bald demon cultivator gradually became firmer:

"Yes, only me, only I deserve to be the 'servant' of the Lord of God, only I deserve to be immortal-"

"But there is only one servant of the Lord of God."

"Only one?"

"Yes, there is only one," asked the innocent and weird voice, "What should I do?"

"what to do?"

The bald demon cultivator looked confused. After a moment, his expression became more and more fierce, and he said with a sharp tone:

"Kill them all, then I will naturally be the Lord of God—the only "Servant"!

The strange voice agreed, "Yes, kill them all! The servant of the Lord of God is the only one who can be you!"

"Kill them all! The servant of the Lord of God is only me!"

The bald demon cultivator murmured, grinning open the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed an excited and bloodthirsty glow.

He carried the side knife, covered in blood, and left the pool of blood.

There is a maze of flesh and blood outside, with flesh and blood everywhere, and white bones are walls, which are complicated and many roads are blocked. However, when the bald demon cultivator walks forward, the flesh and blood will automatically separate and the bones will automatically retract.

A road appeared naturally before him.

This strengthened his faith even more.

This is the "God Lord" calling him.

It is the "God Lord" who guides him.

This is the gift of the "Lord of God". Obviously, the Lord of God also recognizes him. He is the only "servant" of "God's Chosen".

The bald demon cultivator dragged the guillotine and walked towards the depths of the maze step by step.

Deep in the flesh and blood maze, the sacrificial hall.

Mr. Tu closed his eyes and meditated, guarded the blood formation, consolidated the evil god's dream demon, and summoned slaves and protected the evil god.

A evil lamp was lit in front of him.

And around him were powerful demon guards.

In addition, there are hundreds of demon cultivators in the hall.

When the evil god awakens and the powerful and vast aura of the god spreads, all the demon cultivators present are shocked, afraid and excited.

Their spiritual consciousness was extremely excited, their rationality gradually faded, and they became crazy.

Their belief in the evil god also reached its peak at this time.

At this moment, a rough knock on the door sounded outside the hall.

It seemed as if something sharp was chiseled on the door one by one, and the sound became more and more rapid and very impolite.

The demon cultivators present had cold eyes and showed murderous intent.

"Come on, open the door."

Some devil refused and said, "Mr. Tu has instructed that the door of sacrifice shall not be opened before the Lord of God wakes up, so as not to cause any external troubles."

The demons didn't say anything.

But the "knock" did not stop, but instead became louder and more rampant.

The devils were in awe.

They are already crazy and kill people like numb. In addition, the evil god's will is infected after resurrection, so they will inevitably become more and more irritable.

Mr. Tu's words were not always taken seriously by all demons.

The golden elixir of Xuanmo Sect sneered:

"Open the door, I want to see which beast dares to knock on the door like this after eating the courage of the bear heart and leopard."

"He doesn't even look at what this is."

The other demons were also cold-hearted.

A demon cultivator from the Blood Refining Sect was ordered to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a bloody knife suddenly came to his face. Fortunately, he became alert in advance, sneered and sideways to avoid the knife.

But before he could finish his sneer, a blood-colored figure pounced on him like a ghost, opened his bloody mouth and bit his neck directly. For a moment, blood was dripping, blood was blurred.

Seeing this, everyone's pupils shrank slightly.

"What's it?"

"Demon Cultivator?"

"Are you going to be possessed?"

A late-stage demon of the Demon Sword Sect immediately set off the demon sword, transformed into a pitch-black sword demonic energy, splitting the bloody bald demon cultivator into two pieces, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

But even though he was split into two pieces, the bald demon cultivator was still not dead for a while. He struggled on the ground.

Smiling and roaring:

"I am the servant of the Lord of God."

"There can only be one servant of the Lord of God."

"The servant of the Lord of God is only me."

"Only I can live forever-"

His miserable appearance, together with these strange sentences, and his fanatical belief in the Lord of the Great Wilderness, echoed in this hall with evil thoughts, like a mark, engraved in the hall, the heart of every demon.
Chapter completed!