Hip-poe!

A captured figure, like dumplings, fell in the filament above Li's tremor.

Instantly these ants tell the rotation.

It's Crater!

Like popcorn, flesh and blood in high-speed rotation to break away from the bones, into pure flesh, thin flesh and blood like snow flowers quietly dropped.

The flowing blood, like the roof after the summer rainstorm, does not flow downward.

“Cold ice god Magic, open your taste buds and enjoy the deliciousness in front of you...”

Li tremor silently chanted the mantra, his voice was very peaceful, as if he was reading a poem without a little passion, but with his chanting, countless cold ice tentacles, as if smelling the hyena, Qi Qi threw out.

Hip!

Hip!

Hip-poe!

Like the firecrackers of the Spring Festival, with the rhythm of the ancient rhyme, the first sacrifice ended.

Li tremor did not feel, not even a little heartache, the corner of his mouth hung up a smile, looking at the next sacrifice to be prepared for the sacrifice.

“Next one, the scorpion!”

After abandoning the deep thoughts and the last ray of sympathy, Li Zhizhi shifted his whole mind to the present sacrifice.

Since the destruction of the living is inevitable, he might as well do the best he could do, at least to make this sacrifice perfect.

Karu wants very simple, is to let these creatures to supplement their own cold ice destruction, but to supplement is not their own origin, but the eyes of this seemingly ordinary, but unusually deliberate neat.

If he’s not mistaken, that’s what he’s done for so many days.

Silk cold into the dragon's nest, the mud cattle into the sea without a little wave, Li tremor did not disappoint, after all, now it is only three waves of sacrifice.

“Three silver snakes, Monarchy!”

Li’s tremors turned rather cold, not even he himself noticed his own tone, his eyes fixed on the huge dragon nest.

He didn’t want to talk, he just wanted to be quiet and finish the sacrifice.

In the realm of nothingness, seventy-two skeletons sang the magic of the divine sacrifice at the same time, like a magnificent choir, pushing the great sacrifice.

Ice, frozen, frozen, destroyed, the four gods and demons' sacrificial hymn came in turn.

With each sacrifice, Li Tremor corrected the tone, ups and downs, rhythms, and even the clarity of the pronunciation in the hymn, and adjusted it to varying degrees according to the different levels of the sacrifice, and strive to do the most fine.

Time is passing, but Li’s tremors’s heart becomes more and more calm, and every word, every word, every tone, becomes more and more harsh.

There was never a word, and no extra expression, and he did everything he could to devote his time to the sacrifice.

Bloody!

Cold!

But happy!

He had never been so podiatrious, and what he had prepared was a delicious sacrificial meal.

For some obscure places in the ancient gods and demons, in these real sacrifices of the creatures, unknowingly, the power of cold ice destruction has become extremely pure practice, and even the four skeletons of the ancient gods incarnate, there are also some signs of demonic dementation.

Oh!

Li tremor chants the ancient words, in order to speed up the sacrifice, and through continuous sacrifice, to improve their understanding of the ancient word.

"Next, the rattlesnake, the devil's land, three!"

Li tremor does not know when, he has no see the ordinary monarch, need to use the gods to make articles.

In the high red and snowy mountains, the ordinary god level has long been clean and clean by him.

He likes to experiment, prefers to summarize, and of course prefers to translate his thoughts into tangible results.

The dragon cave, which has completely changed its appearance at this moment, only to see the four gods towering high, as if the four gods and demons came out of the void and became the guardian god of the dragon cave, in the middle of the four statues, a white ball is exuding Mori's cold.

He looked at the tremor of Li, who was completely integrated into the sacrifice, and did not perceive that there was a hint of appreciation on that calm face, but the appreciation was later turned into a police officer.

Ah!

Howling!

But no matter howling, they cannot resist the passing of their lives.

Swearing, crying, asking for forgiveness, but in the end it will be turned into silence.

Li tremor raised his head, a faint bleed of blood appeared in his confused eyes, and the stiff writhed of his already frozen neck, and a creaking sound came to think that he had presided over more than 800 sacrifices.

Smiled, there are only dozens of names in the list of the world of nothingness, but these people are undoubtedly the existence of ancient gods and demons.

He knew that he had entered the crucial period of the sacrifice.

The demon slave is no longer enough to satisfy his appetite, and he needs more exciting slaves to inspire his sacrifice.

Looking at the statue of the demon that has gradually formed, the eyes flashed the confidence of the indescribable words, and then saw the pale ball of the four statues arched, like the cold air that was emanating like a round moon, and the cold passed, everything instantly frozen, and then turned into nothingness.

The whole space seems to have become this cold world at this moment.

Li’s tremor was cold and seemed to have long since turned into a hard heart.

“Next, the giant, the ancient devil!”

As the sound of Li tremors landed, a large monster full of long hair like an orangutan was pulled out by the Cyclops, Wang, and on his body, wearing a dense chain, reddish-brown blood fell down along the chain.

“Which guava son stole the old man’s baby!”The sound of the long-haired giant is like a stuffy thunder, even if there is a magic array of isolation, it is also a bombardment.

“Which guava son stole the old man’s baby!”

“Which guava son stole the old man’s baby!”

The long-haired giant hiss stopped, and flesh and blood, together with his soul, were cleared by the meat-coughing machine composed of four gods and demons.

Three seconds!

The 100-meter-high long-haired giant only provided less than three seconds for Li tremor, and Li tremor looked at the increasingly cold ball and did not speak for a long time.

But there was a rare mood swing in the cold eyes.

The words of this long-haired giant touched him, and if he were right, it should be the one who occupies the tavern in the city of giants.

Li tremor did not know what the baby was, but it was definitely about life, otherwise he would not have lost all his mercenaries.

This is Cape's means, and only thieves can let this long-haired giant out of the tavern.

Looking at the skeleton of no flesh and blood, Li tremor knew that if the giant did not have his own meddling, I am afraid that he was still a strong man of the long-haired giant family.

But now it is a white bone, silently bowing its head, erasing that slight sympathy, perhaps for his own sake, but everything needs to be sacrificed.

It is only a little tragic that the sacrifice is not itself, but someone else.

"Next, the flame dragon, the ancient god of magic!"

Li tremors are loud, and only in this endless way forward can he free himself from the painful torture, and only by continuously putting himself into the work can he let himself get rid of all external emotions.

“Next, the black marmal python, the ancient god of magic!”

“Next, the dragon of the earth, the ancient god of magic!”

"Next, black snake, ancient demon level!"

Li’s tremor voice was very urgent, and soon the effect he wanted was achieved.

The whole world of nothingness was moving at high speed in the sacrifices of these ancient gods and demons, and the pale ball was finally smoother and more pure, and the cold light that destroyed everything was suddenly disappeared.

It didn’t disappear, it just came introverted.

Li tremors clearly, this bead has reached the extreme, with the continuous improvement of this bead, the existence of those ancient gods and demons has also disappeared clean.

“Next, Yaolong, the ancient demon level!”

Li tremor put his idea on the most mysterious yao dragon, and he wanted to inject a breath of fate into this bead.

With the radiant blazing dragon into mottled flesh, the beads have a little more inexplicable charm, and the smoothness of the surface has begun to be internal, becoming an antique bead.

Is it not over yet?

The most important thing is missing, the source!

Let this bead completely turn from the virtual material, his mind is fixed, he knows that he needs to use the most fundamental things.

The golden dragon cub, the poison spring creek, and the woman who made him feel.

Sone!