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Chapter 133 Memories of Blood and Darkness(2/2)

At this time, Luo Yan could understand that the blood man floating in the air must be doing some evil ritual.

These tens of thousands of them are sacrifices!

Today... we all die here!

"I eat the blood of all living beings

I'll eat the life of all living beings

I'm evil intent on eating sentient beings

The infinite sins and curses return to my body

Take evil as salary

The pain of soul turns into my power

Curse by sin

The bitterness turns into my consciousness

All evils belong to me

All evils belong to me

All disasters come to me

All the power...returns to me!"

The sound of people's eardrums was resounding, and the cold stirred everyone's brains, and they were tortured and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Luo Yan endured the pain and struggled to get up, trying to escape from this place.

But the wet soil by the lake was like a strong glue, and it was tied firmly to the ground with an invisible and strong force.

At this time, the bloody man in the air raised his palm and pointed it far away at a lake shore.

Hundreds of people there suddenly collapsed into large pieces of plasma with a terrifying "scary".

The thick plasma gathered into a blood river and flew out of the ground and flew into the middle of the lake. At the same time, part of the crazy cursing faces on the lake surface also flew up, merged with the blood river suspended in the air, turning into a turbid black current and rushing towards the blood man.

"Wow!"

The black stream quickly merged into the body of the blood man, while the blood man kept moving and began to massacre the lakeshore in other directions.

Luo Yan was lying on the ground in the distance and was shaking all over. However, the scream of fear was blocked by an invisible force in his throat, and he could not make any sound.

Time passed by minute by minute, and more and more people turned into blood and were swallowed by the demons.

One thousand people...

Three thousand people...

Five thousand people...

Ten thousand people...

Twenty thousand people...

Forty thousand people...

Almost everyone died, leaving only the last hundred people in Luo Yan's position.

He lay on the ground in despair, tears of fear filled his entire face.

die!

Especially with such a terrifying way of death, no one will not be afraid.
Chapter completed!
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