Chapter 2069: Tiandao Library leaked [Second]

"I am forcing his cultivation!"
Seeing being covered by giant nets, everyone was relieved. One of the pseudo-sacred warriors came to the front and put their fingers together and hung over Zhang.
Once hit, the whole body repair will be blocked immediately and can no longer be used.
"Good!"
Zhang hanged and whispered.
The three-handed sword did not know where it came from, and evolved the mysterious swordsmanship. In a moment, it stabbed in from the back of the pseudo-deity, and the latter was immediately split into two halves.
A sword killed it, and the giant net lost a source of strength. It was equivalent to a flag of the formation, and there was immediate turmoil.
The remaining nine false gods are eager to manage the power and intend to stabilize it.
Their movements were fast, but the hanging was faster, the fish slammed in a slam, and immediately rushed out of the mesh, and the people were in the air, and they continued to make a few clicks.
The sword in his hand turned into a rainy day, and he sneaked into one of the false gods.
The same pseudo-deity, there are strong and weak, through the power of the giant network, you can easily see that this is the weakest of the remaining nine!
Injuring himself, tempting the first false to be fooled, came to the front, stealing and killing, and then, the time when the loophole was broken, the weakest one
How to fight, Zhang hanging before the battle, has been calculated.
Not prepared, how can you risk it, come here!
Fight!
The four-handed sword matches the sword of the gods, with a breath that makes people unable to contend. The weakest pseudo-virtual strong, the blink of an eye is pierced through the chest, followed by a pain in the throat, and the head fell.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, by a fairy, killing two companions in a row, the remaining eight false gods, the warriors, feel that they are about to explode.
The leader is in front of him, so many people besieged, but the damage is so big, no land.
Boom!
The eight palms slid down. The space inside the hall seemed to be frozen, sticky and unable to move. Zhang hanged and roared. He wanted to sacrifice the beasts such as the Xuanbei turtle, but found that it was the same as the Tongtianqiao. The bags can't be opened.
The blue veins on the head were tight, and the Tongshang sword danced. At the same time, an iron chain appeared in front of him, with a spear, slammed into the air in the palm of the hand.
The three pseudo-deity weapons are united together, and the space is dark and cracked. It seems that the stone has fallen into the pond, the water waves are stirring, and the space of the imprisonment is unblocked.
"Go on!"
He tried his best to open up the space, only to find out that a pseudo-virtual strong, I do not know when it has come to the front, palms gently patted.
Hey!
I didn't have time to dodge, so I had to concentrate my body's strength on my chest.
But the opponent's palm is too strong, only a moment, the ribs broke two or three, the whole person fell down from the air.
Two or three pseudo-gods, even four or five, he can cope with, ten pseudo-gods, but also all shrine warriors, even if the innocence is pure, the understanding of the battle has reached a very high level, still contending Can't live.
He fell to the ground, and the overflowing corner of his mouth overflowed with blood. He wanted to continue to resist, and he saw an iron chain shrouded and tied it up.
"Pseudo-deification weapon?"
Feel the tighter the chain, the current strength, simply can not break open, Zhang hanging fists pinch.
This chain, like the one he refining before, has reached the level of pseudo-god, not his current cultivation, he can break free.
"The ten people are besieging, and you are still killing two. It's no wonder that I have sent so many people before, and they have been killed by you. They are the people of the day, and they have the strength beyond ordinary people!"
The figure on the flame, looked faintly, and did not feel so sad or angry because he had just been killed by the two subordinates.
"The people of the day?"
Knowing that he could not escape, Zhang Hang no longer struggled, but quietly running infuriating to recover the internal injuries, while the brow wrinkled.
"Yes, you should be a heaven!"
The figure is faint.
Zhang hanging the body is a stiff.
He owns the Tiandao Library, and only Luo Ruoqi knows that no one else knows.
In front of him, can you tell me that the leader of this temple is so terrible?
Still a library, hiding the gods?
Just to understand the meaning of the sword of the gods, the temple came to besiege. I have been thinking about whether the other party is afraid of growing up and coming over to the word "God". Now it seems that the other party is not jealous!
How strong is it?
If you have more than a dozen false gods, even if you understand the meaning of the sword of God, you will certainly not benefit!
What's more, people make breakthroughs into the aura of the false gods. There are many temples. It is not really what they really do to take away. I am afraid it is the library!
Therefore, to kill people, ask for a live!
"Is it strange, why do I know that you have a heavenly way?"
Seeing his expression, the figure on the flame smiled lightly.
Zhang Hang did not answer, but looked coldly.
"The people of destiny have this kind of talent, come to the abandoned continent, less than a month, from the ancient holy, to the peak of Xianjun, ordinary pseudo-god, all defeated!"
The figure does not mind, from the self-satisfaction: "There is such charm, let the four major sects, establish you as the lord, let go of the portal prejudice, unite together! I do not know what I said right?"
Hanging eyes screamed: "What are you going to do?"
The figure said: "Some things, you are not qualified to get, stay on the body, it will only bring disaster, or give the person to give it!"
A palm of the hand.
Hula!
Around the pseudo-god, at the same time, Zhang Suhang immediately felt a huge force, surged over, surrounded himself, the body involuntarily suspended, flew to one side.
Not far away, it falls on a stone step, and there is a small round table in front.
Zhang Hang's face sinks: "This is the altar of the Star Palace? You caught the Du Gongzhu?"
This thing, he saw it in Jiang Yao’s hands.
It was the Star Palace, the altar that was taken away by the Du Qingyi Palace, and the Du Gongzhu disappeared. He became the position of the Sovereign. At this moment, the altar appeared to be difficult, and the Du Gongzhu was caught by the other party.
"Sacrifice!"
Too lazy to answer, the figure was low, and countless treasures fell on top of the altar, followed by a woman, who appeared in the hall and sang the special language of the song.
Zhang hangs to the woman, it is the one that was called by the Emperor Chen Yong, the former palace owner of the Star Palace, Du Qingyi!
At this time, Du Qingying seems to have lost his own consciousness, his eyes are closed, and the language used for the sacrifices is flowing out from the mouth, without any feelings.
raging!
With the language, the flame on the altar burned, and a huge black hole appeared slowly above the temple, just like communicating to a higher world, it was strange.
"Get up!"
Du Qingyi whispered, and Zhang flew up and landed gently above the altar.
The flame was drilled into the body. I thought it would be burned, but I found that there was no heat, but there was a warm taste, as if to separate his soul from the flesh.
"What are you doing?"
Zhang hanging frowns.
Although he has seen all the books in the Xingxing Palace, he also knows a lot about the sacrifices of the aliens. However, the way of worship in the eyes has never been touched, and he has never heard of it!
Normal sacrifices are the treasures, sacrifices to the gods, and then gain more powerful power or message, and this is obviously not the case.
It seems that he is treated as a sacrifice and carries out an ulterior motive.
Nourish!
The flame kept burning on the body, and Zhang Sushang was wondering. He saw the leader of the temple not far away, and the original faint shadow gradually became solid.
"Is this my strength?"
Zhang hangs the hole and shrinks.
He finally understood the purpose of the other sacrifice.
It is not to worship the gods, nor to gain more power, but to draw your own strength to the other side and completely replace yourself!

Does he know that I have a heavenly library and want to replace my life?

The eyes are picked up.
It is no wonder that this guy needs the altar of the Star Palace, and he does not hesitate to grab it. It seems that he wants to use the mysterious power generated by the sacrifice to replace himself and control the Heavenly Library!
Although I don't know what the principle of this kind of sacrifice is, I feel that the body's strength is constantly weakening, that is, the other party is very likely to succeed!
Hey!
Just as Zhang Su feels that his body will be burnt into a blue smoke at any time, when it disappears, the pendant of the chest suddenly flashes with dazzling light.
"puff!"
The figure on the flame, the face is white, the flames under the feet are indefinite, and it looks like it will be destroyed at any time.
"what happened?"
The face sank, and the figure hurriedly looked up and grabbed the palm of his hand. He came to Zhang Suhang and pinched the pendant in his palm.
Nourish!
"what"
Like a charcoal fire, a black smoke appeared on the figure.
"hateful"
Grab the pendant again.
Several times in a row, it was like being burned, so that he would not dare to move forward.
"I don't believe in killing you, I can't exchange it!"
Seeing that the flame on the altar is about to burn to the end, it will be extinguished at any time, and there is no decision. This sacrifice will end in failure and the figure will roar.
Huh!
Eight pseudo-virgins, received orders, and shot at the same time.
For a moment, the strength of the eight people, gathered together, gathered into a powerful sword, and stabbed straight into the throat of Zhang Suhang.
Once you are stabbed, don't think about it, you will die!
Bang!
At this moment, the door of the temple was shocked by a huge force, and it was instantly opened. A figure appeared in the temple and the fingers moved forward.
Hey!
The swordsmanship of the eight great gods gathered together, and immediately dissipated. The eight faces were white and bloody!
"It's you"
The figure on the flame, seeing the suddenly appearing figure, slamming his arm.
The palm of the figure greeted him.
Hey!
The two forces collided and the two took a step back.
The figure that rushed over, the eyes picked up, the volley caught, and the hang on the altar was shrouded by a force and brought to him.
"go!"
The figure was shot backwards, and the huge palm prints swayed in the shrine, blocking many of the fake sacred warriors who rushed in, and he himself swayed with a hang, rushed out, and the blink of an eye disappeared on the bridge of Tongtianqiao. Face, disappeared.
"chase!"
Behind him, the figure rang and the voice was ruined.