Chapter 2363 A Bamboo Stick Breaks the Divine Photo

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The figure that jumped from the sky was naturally a pumice stone.

"puff--"

The magma sword, like cutting tofu, easily pierced Fuluo Nie's head.

The power of belief is like a decoration at this moment.

Hot magma spurted out of Fuluo Nie's body.

In a mournful wailing sound, the old figure gradually melted.

Anger, resentment, unwillingness... All kinds of breaths spread in the air like fireworks.

"The big - robbery - the - son - "

The last voice of Fuluo Nie's life, full of hatred and curse.

Looking at the dissipated figure, Ye Hong's face was icy cold, and his brows were furrowed.

Until Fuluo Nei died, he didn't know how he got the name of the child of the catastrophe.

Ye Hong didn't even believe the prophecies that Fuluo Nie had made from the gods.

After he created the night god, he sneered at the so-called god.

In his opinion, the so-called gods are all phantoms projected by the power of faith.

That being the case, who gave Ye Hong the title of the Son of the Great Tribulation and instructed Fuluo Nie to target Ye Hong?

Who else can instruct such a strong man?

Although Fu Luo Nie was dead, Ye Hong's doubts not only did not dissipate, but instead increased.

With the fall of Fuluo Ne, the sacrificial ceremony also failed.

The red glow on the God of War statue receded like a tide.

The armless statue has returned to its icy shape.

That disturbing divine punishment did not come after all.

Ye Hong felt both fortunate and curious.

God's punishment, what kind of move is it?

Could it be a power that exceeds the level of divine light?

Looking up and looking at the image, Ye Hong felt a chill.

When Fuluo Nei melted into the magma, the dragon spear also quieted down.

The huge dragon spear, which was originally more than five meters long, became smaller and smaller.

Finally, it turned into a palm-sized dragon statue.

Like a mini figure.

Ye Hong picked up the statue and found that it was dull, like an inconspicuous old toy.

Could it be that this is the prototype of the most holy, high light and dark dragon head?

No wonder the Forty Thieves were able to steal it from the Sith Kingdom without a trace.

But even so, Ye Hong could still sense a mysterious and mysterious aura from the statue in front of him.

He shoved the statue into his arms and slowly walked towards the place where Fu Luo Nie died.

Fuluo Nie's body has been reduced to ashes.

The hot magma engulfed the remains of the corpse and turned into pieces of gray-white stone.

Like the stone sword that was restored to its original state in the hands of the pumice stone.

The magma cools and is pumice.

Ye Hong was annoyed in his heart, he should have thought of this name long ago.

If you guessed correctly, the pumice stone in front of you should be another member of the [Magma] organization.

Otherwise, he would have no reason to betray the Temple of War, and he helped Ye Hong at a critical moment.

To be honest, Ye Hong is no longer surprised by the elusiveness of the magma members.

It's just that he is still curious, what exactly does the magma organization want to do?

Sending existences like Pumice to lurking in the Temple of War, is it because they can kill Fuluo Nie one day?

Pumice leaned on the ground with his sword, panting.

Dao Dao hot steam radiated from him, soaking his gray robe.

The eyes behind the mask were full of exhaustion.

Ye Hong came to Fu Shi and looked at him silently.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, he reached into the pile of gray-white stones, and silently picked up a bamboo stick.

The bamboo skewer was ordinary, but it was such a bamboo skewer that it gave Fuluo Nie a fatal blow.

If there is no bamboo stick that appeared in time, once Fuluo Nie completes the sacrificial ceremony, the consequences will be disastrous.

Looking at the familiar [West] character on the bamboo stick, Ye Hong was silent.

Because before he came to Xizhou, he had also obtained the same bamboo stick in the Beijing suburban estate.

"It's him again..."

Ye Hong raised his eyes and looked at the direction where the bamboo sticks flew, and there was only a vast ocean in sight.

He turned his head and was about to ask the pumice stone, but out of the corner of his eyes he saw figures in golden robes, rushing towards him from all directions like crazy.

"Avenge the envoy of God!"

Ye Hong stroked his forehead and sighed, feeling really powerless to complain about these crazy servants.

Please, your envoy almost sacrificed you just now!

But he knew that these people were brainwashed by the power of faith on weekdays, and they were a group of unreasonable guys, and he didn't plan to reason with them.

The breath in the body is surging, and they have to teach them a lesson.

However, Fu Shi gritted his teeth and stood up, slammed the stone sword across his chest, and said solemnly: "Leave this to me, you can go to the south and take people away from the temple."

Ye Hong was also worried about the people of Phoenix Rose. Seeing that Fu Shi still had combat power, he patted him on the shoulder without talking nonsense, jumped into the hall, and swept away to the south.

The top of the head is already shaking again and again.

......

The movement in the north of the temple has no effect at all.

To the game in the South Plaza.

Under the suppression of the glory of the god of war, the phoenix rose has been defeated.

But none of them gave up, and they always persisted.

The high and low crystals are broken and born again, born and broken again.

The whole game has come to a terrible time for an hour.

The God of War Glory didn't seem to want to end the game just like that, and played leisurely with the girls on the opposite side.

However, countless pairs of eyes in the world seem to have seen the end of the game.

Some media have even put out promotional banners congratulating God of War for winning the S10 championship.

On the major websites of the Yan Kingdom, there was already mourning and scolding.

【It fell short! 】

[Our Yan Kingdom really didn't have the life to hold the cup. 】

[Women's e-sports team? Hehe, it's a joke! 】

......

On the night mirror platform, there have been many dark night nobles who have been sold out in anger.

The abuse on the platform is unprecedented.

Zhu Ziqi and the others all looked worried.

......

Anming County, night food.

An Xiaoying watched the TV sadly and kept shouting, "Daughter, come on!"

Everyone else in the hall looked worried.

Tongyou Mountain, Cai's villa.

Xian'er pointed to the TV screen and asked, "Dad, are the sisters going to lose?"

Cai Jiannan sighed: "Based on the current situation, it is not optimistic."

"what......"

Xian'er said depressedly, "Brother Yehong is probably going to be sad."

Jiang University, Ming Ye Building, 503.

The four of them looked at each other, wondering whether to continue watching the game.

"Strange, where did the fifth go at such a critical time?"

"Maybe I'm ashamed to hide, after all, he is an assistant coach, and he has to take responsibility for the team's failure."

"Go, go, where is the fifth one who is the kind of person who easily escapes!"

Bailu City, Kyoto... Countless regretful sighs resounded in various places.

On the playing field, Ruan Biying was so anxious, her fingers twisted together nervously.