Recio was not angry at all, his eyes were like two dark death caves. He was calm and said: "You don't have to arouse my emotions. Even if the ancestor is resurrected, it will be difficult to shake my mood. I can tell you that the doomsday prophecies record

Everything is true. Back then, the ancestor collected all the oracle bone diagrams, walked into a mysterious place in the deepest part of the continent, and gained insight into the future. However, this also led to a fatal disaster, and the oracle bone diagrams were stolen by him before his death.

They were scattered across the continent before. The doomsday prophecies... I will not tell you what exactly is recorded. In the next hundred years, you will not only taste the torture of death, but also suffer from the pain of not being able to learn the shocking secret."

By now, there is nothing left to say, and it is impossible for everyone to sit still and wait for death.

Outside the sky, outsiders, and Ying Xiong each wielded a broken sword dripping with blood. Yin and yang energy spread around the three kind-hearted old tree men, and black and white yin and yang fish surrounded them. Xiao Chen re-entered the stone statue and offered sacrifices.

Twenty-seven battle swords were produced, and the seven-colored holy tree was also a masterpiece of light.

However, the powerful Recio has already stepped into the realm of ancestors, and is simply not something that the few people in front of him can compete with.

He just pressed his palm gently in the void, and the seven people were knocked away, with many bones broken in many places. He took off his iron coat and covered it with Zu Jun's blood, and the bloody light that shot up to the sky was blocked.

At the same time, he exhaled a breath of Yin Qi, and the hall that was originally filled with blood suddenly became as dark as ink, and became completely gloomy.

More than thirty powerful kings all walked into the palace and silently surrounded the seven people.

"Fight, never wait to be killed!"

But everything is in vain. How can seven people defeat more than thirty kings? Moreover, there is also the mighty Pluto standing by to hold the battle!

However, after holding on for half a quarter of an hour, the seven people were no longer able to resist, and death could happen at any time.

"Even if you die, I won't let you get what you want!" Although the hero is very nervous, he is very strong at the critical moment. He wants to self-destruct his soul and body, destroying both body and soul, so as to prevent Ricio from getting what he wants.

"boom"

A soft beam of death knocked the hero away and immobilized him.

"I will not let you destroy your souls." The beautiful and pale cheeks of the mighty Hades Recio remained unchanged.

Even if you want to treasure yourself, your body and soul will be destroyed. After more than thirty kings suppressed the seven people, Recio kept taking action to restrain them.

More than thirty kings exited silently, and the dark hall became completely quiet, almost dead.

"Start sacrificing for me..."

Pluto Recio stood there like a demon statue, the breath of death sweeping across the world.

The tragedy happened, first the three tree kings, then Yingxiong, Renwairen and Tianwaitian. Their flesh and blood were burning, their souls were burning, they gathered into little bits of brilliance and shrouded towards Recio.

"Sacrifice, open the barrier of my soul, and help me break through the obstacles!"

The low roar echoed in the uncertain hall, spread throughout the heavenly palace, and then rushed into the world.

This is the most cruel and inhumane torture. The sacrifice is not completed at one time, but lasts for a hundred years!

Every day at a fixed time, part of the blood soul is burned and turned into light that condenses towards Recio to help him break the soul barrier. During the remaining time, Recio uses methods to make the powerful king souls of several people repair themselves.

Being imprisoned in freedom, like a captive animal, this unimaginable torture is as painful as being in purgatory.

Xiao Chen's soul did not reach the realm of a king, and he did not experience that kind of pain personally, but he watched helplessly and couldn't stop it, and he also felt extremely angry and tormented.

Thirty years have passed by in a hurry, and the six kings have been tortured to a state of disgrace. They have no human form at all, but they can't even want to die.

When it comes to the fiftieth year, it is as strong as six people, and its will is about to collapse.

Where is the hope for life?

Are the four words in the doomsday prophecy meaningless?

On the fifty-fifth year, when the pale face of the mighty Pluto gradually gained a trace of blood, he was shocked.
Chapter completed!