"Blood sacrifice, continue!"

The True Immortal War Puppet raised his hand and waved, giving an order.

Many war puppets were like a tide, moving forward to suppress them.

"kill!"

"Kill!"

In an instant, many monks from the lower realm rose into the air and attacked the suppressed war puppets one after another.

"Ah ah ah..."

The shrill screams came one after another.

Qin Fan's eyes were cold and he activated the mutated divine bones.

Buzz!

The mutated divine bones trembled, bursting with bright light, and the Nine Tribulations Sword was sacrificed, sweeping across with one sword.

Chi!

The vast sword light swept through the world like a vast ocean, smashing more than a dozen war puppets into pieces in an instant, and black blood sprayed out, turning into a rain of blood flying all over the sky.

The truth war puppet looked a little moved and said indifferently: "Qin Fan, I advise you to just surrender and follow me back to the God Realm!"

"Otherwise, your insistence on resisting will only harm countless creatures in the lower world!"

"Haha, there's so much nonsense!"

Qin Fan held the Nine Tribulations Sword and pressed forward.

Each move carries a terrifying power that can destroy everything.

Such a battle is rare in this world.

However, there are too many war puppets and they cannot be killed all.

Especially in order to protect ordinary civilians in the lower world, the mutated divine bones cannot take action, and their own strength is greatly reduced.

In an instant, Qin Fan was submerged by the war puppets, making it impossible to escape.

He tried his best, and the Nine Tribulations Sword was swung to the extreme. The vast sword light shone between the heaven and the earth, extremely bright, and even the avenue produced a strong roar.

However, it is still a drop in the bucket!

"I'll be here to help you!"

At this time, the unscrupulous Taoists and several ancestors of the Martial Alliance took strong action and came here to suppress them.

Wherever he passed, the ground was littered with corpses.

However, soon, more powerful warriors arrived and joined them.

After a brief confrontation, the three ancestors of the Martial Alliance were already injured.

boom!

The unscrupulous Taoist held a whisk in his hand and fluttered it on the war puppet.

Several war puppets were blown up and turned into debris all over the sky.

However, in just the blink of an eye, new puppets were added, causing them to fall into a bitter battle.

"You and other monks from the lower world are extremely weak and vulnerable in the face of absolute power!"

The true immortal war puppet mocked unscrupulously.

As he said that, he held a pitch-black spear tightly with both hands. The shadow of the spear flipped around, like a swimming dragon, and went straight towards Qin Fan!

"Damn it!"

Looking at the dark gun shadow that was rapidly approaching, Qin Fan's pupils shrank, and without even thinking, he held his sword in front of him.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed in all directions, deafening.

Qin Fan only felt a huge force coming, the tiger's mouth burst open instantly, blood flowed backwards in his body, and he almost fell from a high altitude.

At this moment, the True Immortal War Puppet came to kill Qin Fan again.

Qin Fan has powerful martial arts and surging divine power, and he can hold the Nine Tribulations Sword to attack hard.

There was a fierce collision between the two, and sparks flew everywhere, like thunder exploding, which was extremely shocking.

However, in the face of the absolute strength gap, although Qin Fan barely managed to hold on, he gradually showed signs of failure.

"Haha, ants are ants!"

"In the face of absolute power, any skills, magical powers, and secret techniques pale in comparison and are useless!"

The True Immortal War Puppet smiled ferociously and flicked his spear, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, ruthless and ruthless, piercing the void.

Puff!

A scarlet blood flower bloomed, dyeing the skirt of the clothes red.

Qin Fan's figure swayed, blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became increasingly dim.

The attacking force of the True Immortal War Puppet was so fierce that it was like a madman and was not tired at all.

Is this a fake immortal?

It is beyond imagination and unfathomable!

Seeing Qin Fan surrounded by war puppets, many masters were extremely anxious.

"Kill him! Kill him together!" the unscrupulous Taoist suddenly shouted.

boom!

The whisk in his hand turned into three thousand white threads, instantly piercing through the bodies of more than a dozen war puppets, showing his divine power!

"The God Realm has gone too far to bully others, what else should we be afraid of? Kill a piece of blue sky!"

"Even if we die, we monks from the lower realm are still not afraid of a battle!"

"We are not afraid of death, just kill!"

Many experts roared and tried their best to fight over.

Suddenly, the originally precarious situation became much more stable.

After all, everyone has passion in their heart.

Faced with a life or death decision, who doesn’t want to live? !

"Ant, seek death!"

A war puppet snorted coldly, stretched out his arm, grabbed a bloody knife, and split the first charging master into two pieces with one blow.

puff!

The red blood splattered on the ground.

Several masters died on the spot!

As the war puppet flipped its wrist, the blood knife struck down again, decapitating another master, and blood surged wildly.

For a moment, the smell of blood filled their nostrils, making everyone's hair stand on end.

"kill!"

Everyone roared and fought bravely to kill the enemy, but the result still could not be changed.

Because there are too many war puppets, and they are endless!

"asshole!"

Seeing this scene, the unscrupulous Taoist's eyes were about to burst. He waved the fly whisk in his hand to the extreme, and it was about to burst.

Puff puff!

Dozens more monks from the lower realm were beheaded, and their blood spread and dyed the mountains and rivers red.

"Haha, the despicable creatures in the lower world are underestimating their abilities!"

The war puppet smiled ferociously: "Turn them all into blood sacrifice nourishment for me to achieve my body!"

Whoosh!

After saying this, his steps fell into the air, and his whole body turned into a black afterimage.

As he flipped his wrist, he swung the blood knife to the extreme, blasting the masters from various factions who rushed over into blood mist, without even letting out a miserable howl.

"Oh shit!"

"These beasts!"

The seven orifices of the unscrupulous person are smoking, and they are extremely angry.

Unfortunately, he was now surrounded by hundreds of war puppets and had difficulty getting out, let alone trying to suppress them and help Qin Fan.

Seeing the masters of various factions falling one after another, all living beings are in despair and can't help but cry out in sorrow!

Is this disaster really unavoidable?

"Qin Fan, if you do this, you will only harm innocent sentient beings. Why don't you just let it go?"

"As long as you hold back your hands, you will survive this bloody disaster in the lower realm!"

The True Immortal War Puppet's voice was cold and ruthless, and he moved forward step by step, his breath becoming more and more terrifying.

Qin Fan's heart sank. He was not as conceited as before and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that as long as he surrenders, the God Realm will stop fighting?

Can a divinely inspired man be trusted?

"We are here for Qin Fan. As long as you sacrifice Qin Fan, we will stop the war. It's up to you how you choose!"

The true immortal war puppet was holding a spear, and his voice shook Cangyu.

In an instant, countless war puppets stopped attacking and pointed their spearheads at Qin Fan, seemingly ready to launch a fatal offensive at any time.

Many monks in the lower realm were stunned.

"As long as I sacrifice Qin Fan, will this disaster really pass?"

"The God Realm is so powerful that we are simply unable to defeat it. In this battle, our lower realm will suffer countless casualties. Only by stopping the fight can we avoid a river of blood!"

"Fart! The creatures in the divine world regard us as ants in the lower world. How can we easily stop the fight?"

"Do we really have to fight to the last person in the lower realm?"

"Even if we fight with all our strength, the situation will still be difficult to reverse!"

In an instant, countless experts from various factions were discussing with extremely complicated expressions.

It was obvious that the creatures of the God Realm had no intention of treating the lower realm monks well, otherwise they would not have massacred them so wantonly.

But what else can they do?

If Qin Fan is sacrificed, there is still a glimmer of hope!

At this moment, many experts were a little shaken.

"What a cruel plan!"

Qin Fan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, veins bulged, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Haha, I understand now, it's too late!"

"Qin Fan, you must die!"

The True Immortal War Puppet sneered, his voice chilling to the bone.

Whoosh whoosh!

Many masters stepped forward and trapped Qin Fan in the middle.

One of the sect leaders stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Qin Fan, this move of the God Realm is for you. In order not to implicate innocent sentient beings, why don't you sacrifice yourself to help us?"

"Yes, as long as you sacrifice one person, you can save the creatures in my lower world!"

"As long as you agree, we are willing to regard you as a hero from the lower world and remember it for eternity!"

Many masters spoke one after another, trying to persuade Qin Fan to sacrifice himself and help everyone.

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