Revived Dragon in the Metropolis

The three quickly followed the cheering sound and ran to the deepest part of the cave.

But when they reached the deepest part of the cave, looking at the scene in front of them, their hearts were filled with an unspeakable anger!

What came to their eyes was a scene like purgatory. Countless corpses were thrown aside. A group of people in strange clothes were surrounded by a high altar. On the altar, several bloody executioners were cutting the throat of the captured villagers, and then let the blood of the corpses flow into the altar, when the blood of the corpses dried up After that, they would leave the useless bodies to one side.

Whenever the executioner kills an innocent villager, the onlookers carry a man from the nearby pile of comatose people to the executioner. As long as the executioner's knife goes down, those people around the altar will give out a burst of fanatical cheers.

Crazy! This is a group of crazy people who choose not to buckle!

Even when they saw the three strangers breaking in, the executioners still did not stop their actions.

Seeing the behavior of these lunatics, they couldn't bear the anger in their hearts any longer. They looked at each other with red eyes and killed these lunatics.

"Stop them!" The old man sitting on the top of the altar gently waved his scepter and issued orders to the people around the altar.

At the old man's command, the cheering crowd around the altar suddenly turned around, looked at the three people with empty eyes, and then roared to them like beasts.

In the face of this group of people who are no different from animals, none of the three kept their hands and roared: "kill!"

Xu Shaotang's real Qi is condensed in his hand. With a wave of it, he immediately kills several people who flock to him. In the face of his companions being ruthlessly killed, those faces don't have any look of fear. They still bravely wave the miscellaneous weapons in their hands to kill him.

Xu Shaotang naturally does not refuse those who come. In his eyes, he does not regard these people as adults, and there is no psychological burden to kill them.

Tantai Jingming and wood are also like this, constantly killing the enemies who swarmed to them.

Killing and killing, they suddenly found the place where they were defeated. These people didn't look like warriors at all. Even with all kinds of weapons in their hands, they were no different from ordinary people. Of course, except for their fierce and fearless appearance.

"Dan Tai, these people are yours!" Xu Shaotang kicks away a man who rushes in front of him, looks at the old man sitting high on the altar, and says to Jingming and wood, who are bathed in blood all over the altar: "catch the thief first, catch the king, and I'll get rid of that old thing first!"

Tan Tai Jing Ming nodded, while killing the enemy close to him, while shouting to Xu Shaotang: "don't kill that old thing!"

Xu Shaotang knew that Tantai Jingming was angry. He was eager to know from the mouth of the old man why they wanted to do this, and what good would it do to them to kill so many innocent villagers?

Xu Shaotang suddenly flew up to kill the old man.

Looking at Xu Shaotang's killing, there was no fear on the old man's face, and his face was full of fanatical expression.

"Bang, bang!"

Xu Shaotang several feet will stand on the altar of the executioner to solve, quickly to the immobile old man to kill.

"The sinners who disturb the sacrifice gods, prepare for the fury of the gods!" The old man was chanting words, waving his scepter and hitting Xu Shaotang head-on.

Xu Shaotang just slightly deviated from his body and easily escaped the old man's attack. His right hand quickly reached out and grasped the old man in his hand.

Until the old man in his hand, Xu Shaotang carefully looked at the bloody altar.

The altar is round, with a fist sized hole in the middle. There are many gullies on the altar, each of which leads to the fist sized hole in the middle. Although he has killed the executioner who cut his throat, there is still a trickle of blood on the altar. Through the gullies on the altar, the blood finally flows into the fist sized hole Mouth.

"Madman!" Xu Shaotang could not resist the feeling of nausea. He slapped the old man on his face and said angrily, "what are you doing?"

Xu Shaotang slapped the old man's teeth with anger, but the old man didn't feel any pain, and his face was still fanatical.

"You will be punished by the gods!" The old man opened his bloody mouth and laughed at Xu Shaotang.

"You should be punished!" Xu Shaotang glared at the old man with red eyes, "you are a group of scum, beasts!"

Xu Shaotang even felt that they could not be described by scum and animals. Such people should not live in the world at all!

"Folly "As long as the spirit wakes up, he will give us eternal life. Shouldn't we do something for the spirit? If you give up disturbing the sacrifice to the gods now, you will be able to make a living when the gods wake up! "Over there, Tantai Jingming and Mu Mu have joined hands to kill those people who are not threatening but who are not afraid of death. Tantai Jingming rushes to Xu Shaotang quickly, while Mu Mu is looking for the shadow of the snake among the comatose people.

Soon, the wood found the snake under the crowd, and quickly pulled the snake out of the crowd.

"What did he say?" Tan Tai Jing Ming's chest is undulating violently. It seems that the anger in her chest is about to burn her.

Xu Shaotang handed the half dead old man to the hands of Tantai Jingming, and said with a complicated look: "ask yourself!"

He didn't want to ask the old man, who was already bewildered. The old man was no different from a madman.

Tantai Jingming took over the old man in doubt, grabbed him by the neck and said angrily, "who are you? Why kill these innocent villagers? "

When she choked her neck, the old man's face turned red instantly, but there was no fear on his face. He just said with a smile, "we are all servants of God, and you are all sinners!"

Just as she wanted to ask again, the altar under their feet began to vibrate slightly.

Seeing the trembling altar, the old man's face showed more crazy fanaticism, laughing: "the God is about to wake up, sinners, wait to meet the punishment of the God!"

(PS: first of all, there are no immortals, and it's not true cultivation. Don't be afraid, ha ha)