Although he said this, his attitude showed everything, that he was suspicious of Wang Song.

Not only was Quan Lang laughing, but everyone present looked at Wang Song in a strange way.

The other side.

Ling Tianfan rushed into the altar.

"Huh?"

Originally, he was thinking of killing Quan Langbo.

But the moment he rushed into the altar, he suddenly felt the unconscious bloody sword mark in the sword of his destiny, and his emotions suddenly fluctuated.

That's right, it's an expression of emotion.

Expressing an emotion that wants to devour the will of this evil god.

"Could swallowing this evil god's will help it resurrect?"

Ling Tianfan made a surprise guess.

However, he could still feel that this emotional expression seemed to be just an instinctive reaction to the mark of the Blood Sword Order, without any wave of consciousness recovery.

But Ling Tianfan can no longer control so much.

A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.

Rushing into the Evil God Altar, he immediately fell into the formation of the Evil God Altar.

The eighteen sacrificial women rushed towards Ling Tianfan.

These are just puppets who have taken possession of their bodies.

Ling Tianfan didn't bother with them too much.

He deduced and calculated the trajectory of the formation of the Evil God's Altar, and the space on his body fluctuated regularly, blessing his movements.

Move around.

In an instant, we arrived at the altar formation.

"Boy, submit to me! Sacrifice to me! I can give you endless benefits! Even let you easily reach the Supreme Realm!"

The voice carries an ability that can confuse even the monks in the Destiny Realm, and it penetrates everywhere.

If it were an ordinary life-breaking situation, I am afraid that at this time, there would be ripples in my heart, and desires would come out.
Chapter completed!