Chapter 667

Ximen laughs bitterly. At this moment, is it meaningful to ask this question?

Qin Huan seemed to have expected his idea for a long time. He didn't really need his answer. After asking, he murmured, "I'm afraid of death, because there are too many things in the world that I can't let go."

"But today, you and I can only die and survive. If you succeed, you don't need to thank me for saving you. If you fail, you and I can be together on the way."

The demon lord roars with rage, and the breath of terror is like an endless abyss. It is released from his body and can devour all things in the world.

"You have destroyed our Lord. You have arranged for tens of millions of years. All your hard work and efforts have been put into practice. You Damn it! "

At the end of the word, the heaven and earth brake is frozen. It is not really frozen, but all the waves are crushed by a powerful force.

It's like ice in the middle of winter!

Even if incarnated as an ancient people, they can stand up to heaven and earth, but as long as they are in the heaven and earth, they will be suppressed.

Qin Huan's situation now is like a fish struggling to survive in the ice. Every little action will lead to the rolling of the power all over the world.

Click -

Click -

small syllables, in the absolute quiet environment, stand out especially clearly. This sound comes from the space that has been torn apart, and also from Qin Huan's tight body. Every inch of his flesh, muscles and bones are full of bowstring, breaking out his ultimate strength.

He folded his hands in front of him, and squeezed out a strange seal. His roar was full of desolation and compassion. "Open the sacrificial tower in the body of our ancient people!"

The taboo method of the ancient people is to give up all the fighting for death. When the sacrificial tower is opened, nine lives will be lost And the process is extremely painful, almost no one can bear it.

The pale flame came out of Qin Huan's body. It was cold without half a temperature, but it singularly baked the space to twist.

In this distorted space, a white pagoda appears. At first, it is vague and gives people a sense of sanctity and grandeur. When it is completely consolidated and stable, you can't help but take a breath of cold air when you look at the white pagoda.

Because this is a white bone tower!

The body of the pagoda is made up of numerous white bones, which can't be counted at all. It's like being perfectly woven together by the hand of a master.

It's all exquisite.

"Impossible!" The demon lord screamed out, "with your strength level, how can you summon the white bone sacrifice Tower!"

"Stop now, or you will be swallowed up by the white bone pagoda, and you will never get rid of it!"

Qin Huan's body was shaking. He felt that he was severely inserted into the body by seventeen or eight bamboo tubes, and he was crazy to eat blood and meat.

In fact, his feelings at the moment are much more painful than they are today. It's a kind of terrible torture that can't be avoided from inside and outside!

But his face was still calm, because Qin Huan wanted to live. If he wanted to live, he had to force himself to die first.

How can we survive without suffering?

But he was the only one. The sacrifice was a little bit worse. Qin Huan raised his hand and pointed it out. The pale fire roared out and fell on the lonely city of Ximen. The pale fire was like a big mouth and swallowed him directly.

"Power! I need more power! "

Qin Huan opened his mouth and roared at the white bone altar in the twisted space above his head.

Boom -

the pale flame that enveloped him seemed to have received some kind of instruction, just like the current, whistling along the mouth, nose and seven orifices into Qin Huan's body.

"Ah!"

At this moment, Qin Huan's mind and spirit could not bear it. His body suddenly leaned back and tightened, and he howled extremely.

With the pale flame pouring into his body, his breath soared by an amazing range, and his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even appear, the skin growth speed, can't catch up with the expansion of flesh and blood, resulting in skin cracking and bloody dripping.

"Death! Die for the master! "

Babasar howled, but he could not watch. Qin Huan summoned the third ancient holy mountain.

Otherwise, today, he will die without life!

Boom -

the violent force fluctuates like a volcano eruption, ignites in the void in an instant, the terrorist wave is like a tsunami, sweeping around the Six Harmonies on Sunday.

The Demon Lord raised his hand and pressed it down. The power of the endless abyss broke out. The void coagulated the huge demon's head. His eyes trembled and slowly opened.

A drop of a glance can make the world silent, like a suspended picture, and then annihilate everything.

In this still picture, Qin Huan, who was incarnated in the ancient people, seemed to be suppressed by thousands of mountains, and his rapidly expanding body suddenly stopped.

But in his body, the power of crazy eruption did not stop, and the power of repression took his body as the medium, had a violent collision.

For a moment, a large piece of flesh and blood directly disintegrated and turned into the smallest powder, just because of the extrusion of two powerful forces, maintaining the original appearance.

However, this kind of "calm" only lasted for a very short time. The red flowers suddenly burst out and countless pieces of flesh and blood were smashed. With the help of powerful forces, the anger shot in all directions.At this moment, we can see clearly that the bones buried under the flesh and blood and the broken viscera - at this moment, the ancient people incarnated by Qin Huan look like a horrible skeleton covered with flesh and blood!

The pain is beyond imagination, enough to break the will of all living beings in an instant. Once the will breaks down, such a serious injury can cause any living creature to die completely.

Qin Huan felt that he was like a boat in a storm, which could capsize at any time and be swallowed up by the waves.

"I can't die!"

"Never die!"

"Live Live I want to live! "

The power of sacrificial altar made Qin Huan's body full of life. The blood and flesh hanging on the bones grew up with trembling speed.

Several breathing time, the ancient people's body is restored, but this reckless vitality stimulation will leave very serious consequences.

But at the moment, Qin Huan did not care about these things. The more power the sacrificial altar came, the more terrible his demands were.

Now he is suffering, ten times more terrible than before, and can only barely maintain his own consciousness.

As for when he can hold on, he has no assurance. Maybe he will never wake up in the next moment when it is dark.

Shaking hands, deep point to the sky, five fingers hold slowly pull down.

Rumbling -

the clouds are moving on the sky, which is so terrible that it's unimaginable. It's like a big day in the sky. Now it suddenly falls.

In an instant, there is no half wave in the world.

All existence, whether life or not, unreal or real, is completely suppressed at this moment.

Because at this moment, there is a mountain shadow coming from nothingness. Its famous town is ten square - the third holy mountain of the ancient people!