Located at the highest point of the temple, it seems to be standing on the top of the clouds!

The strong wind whistled around, but could not penetrate half of it, so I arrived at this sacrificial platform.

"Sir Golden Armor Priest, the sacrificial ceremony is ready," said several men wearing the costumes of the God of Light respectfully, "Are you going to ask the Lord?"

The golden armored priest Jin Shield glanced at it. The solemn sacrificial platform had been carved with formation patterns. A stone pillar made of a spirit stone reached the sky and seemed to be able to connect with the heaven and earth.

If Canglin was not injured, then he would not have to be responsible for this matter himself.

He was too lazy to mess with these troubles.

"Okay, go and ask the master," Jin Dun frowned slightly. Seeing that he was ready, he didn't want to waste time anymore. "Is it really necessary to spend such a spirit stone?"

He stood there and took a closer look. The formation patterns on the sacrificial platform were extremely complex, and obviously they were not able to understand them. It is said that these formation patterns were passed down from generation to generation, and only the leader and the person who specializes in sacrificial sacrifices can understand them.

In front of the sacrificial platform, there was a stone statue with no faces. From different angles, it seemed to have different faces. A pair of wings behind it looked very strange.

The fifth Changkong once said that it was the god believed in by the God of Light.

There was no such strange god. Jin Shin's brows became more and more frowning. Now, the more he went to the top of the power of the God Cult of Light, the more he could feel the mystery and terror of the God Cult.

There were too many things that surprised him and shocked him, completely different from what he had thought before.

Especially Chang Guang's death made him suddenly wake up and become cautious.

"I hope everything goes well." Jin Dun sighed, without saying anything, An Jing stood aside, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Fifth Changkong of the Sect Master.

at the same time.

In the dungeon.

The colors of the vines have become very dim, and Su Han still maintains the speed of swallowing, allowing the vines to replenish, but the replenishment speed has become extremely slow.

"It's almost done."

Su Han slowly opened his eyes and could tell that the vine had almost reached its limit. If he continued to swallow it, he might be devouring it to the original source.

It is not the time to startle the snake. If Canglin is alarmed, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Su Han restrained his breath and maintained balance, allowing the vines to remain tied to him, but they were just light and had long lost their previous tenacity.

"Crack--!"

The door opened, Su Han turned around and looked, and several prison guards walked in with gloomy faces. The indifference in their eyes could only be achieved by looking at the dead.

"It's time to go on the road." The jailer snorted, opened the prison door made of stainless steel, and stared at Su Han, "You are the sixth person to be sacrificed in these fifteen years, so you can be proud."

Do you still have to be proud to be sacrificed?

If it weren't for the time being that it wasn't time to take action, Su Han really wanted to slap directly and kill these bastards.

He took a deep breath and waited for them to release the shackles of the cross, but the jailers seemed to have no intention of taking action.

"A person in the evil way? But without such treatment, you must be from the Gutian Court." Another sentence from the prison guard made Su Han feel moved. People from the Gutian Court?

I do have something to do with the Gutian Court. At least the copper coin ring on my body must be related to the Gutian Court, but the leader of the Light has never seen me before. How do I know that I am related to the Gutian Court?

Besides, the stranger hid the ring in his body, and even the Ming King could not detect it. Who could still detect it?

"The people from the ancient heaven...that deserves more damn than those in the evil way!" The prison guard spat, full of disdain, walked to Su Han, looked at Su Han's eyes, and couldn't help saying, "Are you still unwilling to accept it? It's too late, I'll go to the sacrificial platform and will definitely die!"

Before Su Han could speak, the three jailers formed seals with their hands, and the cross immediately trembled, and the ceiling above Su Han's head immediately opened.

"Um?"

These people don’t need to untie themselves at all, and they don’t even need to break them. The cross rises directly and drags themselves towards the sky.

"Swish--!"

As if he was riding a car in the clouds, Su Han was heading up quickly. After a while, his eyes lit up and a dazzling light came. He subconsciously closed his eyes.

After a while, I opened my eyes and saw a statue in front of me, with no facial features on my face, but when I looked straight, I could feel a pair of eyes staring at me!

Su Han turned around and looked around. A sacrificial platform had already carved array patterns. Even Su Han couldn't understand the profound and complex array patterns.

"What the hell is this?"

Su Han frowned slightly, feeling a little bad premonition.

Everything is so weird. Who is this statue? The array patterns on the sacrificial platform seem so strange. They are not something that you can understand at all. Are those really array patterns?

Su Han tried to break free, but the vines could not bind him, but the cross seemed to nail his soul to his head, and still could not break free.

"when--!"

A bell sound came leisurely, Su Han stopped moving, looked at the door in the distance, and slowly walked towards a figure.

It doesn't look tall, and it can even be said to be very thin, with high cheekbones and deep eye sockets, giving people a very deep breath.

Su Han stared at him and looked up and down. He clearly couldn't feel the momentum on the other party, but he felt very dangerous.

"call out--!"

The fifth long finger raised, and a mysterious energy shot out, breaking the vines on Su Han’s arm and revealing his fingers.

He saw the ring and nodded slightly. The golden shield beside him immediately stepped forward, took off the ring from Su Han's finger, and respectfully gave it to the fifth Changkong.

"Master." Jin Dun said respectfully.

Wu Changkong took the ring and looked at it carefully.

Su Han couldn't help but change his face slightly. Master? He is the fifth Changkong, the strongest leader of the Light God Sect? He knows the soul ring?

"Hmm?" Wu Changkong just glanced at him for a few seconds, then frowned and shook his head, "Fake."

He looked up and looked at Su Han. His eyes were like a knife-cutting, and he carefully swept Su Han's body, as if he wanted to find out whether there was a real soul ring on Su Han.

After a while, he shook his head again: "I am not from Gu Tianting, and he has no soul ring on him. Xie Zun, this cunning guy, has teased me."

After saying that, Wu Changkong threw the imitation ring on the ground casually, without even looking at Su Han again, and turned around and left.

It seems that Su Han is not from the Gutian Court and failed to find the copper coin ring. The fifth Changkong is very disappointed with Su Han.

Su Han breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could come, he said something urgently, the figure of the fifth Changkong had disappeared, leaving only one sentence.

"I would rather kill a thousand people than let anyone go."
Chapter completed!