Resurrection: Sacrifice: Hundreds of Millions of Critical Strikes

"Forty days surrender, twenty-two wins!"

As the voice from the sky landed, everyone broke out into a violent discussion.

"I said Chu Feng and they don't need [-] seconds, right?"

"The forty-day-old guy is really smart. If he knows he can't beat him, he immediately surrenders."

"Did you get any benefits for forty days? Sell your own world?"

The points discussed in different days are different, but all the mechanical clans don't care.

Tie Ju stepped forward, bowed again and said, "If you want to come to our Dutian, we are always welcome."

"Whether you are revenge or reconciliation, we will accept it." He paused and continued: "But please, stop the hatred in our generation, and don't affect future generations."

Chu Feng and the others didn't know what to say for a while. The attitude of the mechanical family made them unresponsive. They thought there would be a war, but they unexpectedly surrendered.

"I think we'll go."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he left the center of the arena, and the mechanical clan returned to their original places.

"Do you think they will be uneasy?"

The Sword Emperor still couldn't believe it, and said, "Could it be that they deliberately led us over, and then used the power of the whole world to surround and suppress us."

"I see their apology is very sincere, I believe them." Qin Baiyi said.

"We'll find out when we go there in person." Chu Feng didn't have much emotional fluctuations on his face, but he began to think in his heart, whether it would also be a problem to blame the predecessors on the descendants and attack the world of others. his most hated intruder.

Chu Feng didn't even open his eyes to watch the next game. He closed his eyes and thought quietly. At his current state, understanding can bring the greatest progress.

"Twenty-two, twenty-five days, go out to battle."

Chu Feng opened his eyes and saw that there were only four Yuan Zuns in the Demon Race, and the strongest one was only the Origin of Six Paths. .

Chapter [-] No need to fight for life and death?

"What's so good about this, there are at least two sources of Six Paths in the twenty-two days, and what can the twenty-five days win."

"Is there a shady story, the strong surrender, the weak send."

The old man at the head looked haggard and weak.

When they were teleported to other planets, the old man immediately handed over his hands and said, "You little friends, be merciful, we have no grudges and no grudges, there is no need to fight for life and death."

"No resentment?"

Chu Feng was amused, the old man's acting skills were really good.

"Let's not mention that your ancestors invaded us, but the devil in your world has really shot at us."

"Why don't I know about this, old man?"

The old man looked confused, but Chu Feng clearly saw the pupils of the demons behind him, and involuntarily shrank.

"Why didn't I notice that the four of them were so good at acting? You didn't teach them-?"

Chu Feng's understated sentence instantly broke the old man's defense.

"It turned out to be you, it was you who killed them all!"

"Ah ah ah! My poor son and grandson!"

The old man's whole attitude changed [-] degrees, and even his hunchback was cured.

The monstrous demonic energy enveloped the world, the old man's distorted face melted into the air, and the other three demons followed suit.

"I'm going to kill you all to sacrifice to the sky for my children and grandchildren!"

"Hmph, do you really think anger can save you?"

The Sword Emperor has long been impatient, and the mechanical team has not succeeded just now, so he must not let it go this time.

Between the sky and the earth, a vertical white light fell, and the ubiquitous demonic energy was split in half from the middle.

The old man's painful voice came from the air, and he couldn't maintain the emanation of demonic energy immediately.

"I also used this move to break your grandson's move, how is it? It's very uncomfortable, isn't it?"

The Sword Emperor pointed his sword at the old man and said, "It's okay to feel bad, you don't even have the strength to die with me."

"Magic explosion!"

The old man climbed up from the ground with difficulty and took a grip towards the Sword Emperor. A trace of demonic energy that had not intended to float over instantly swelled, and even the ground trembled with the blasting power.

"Die! Die! Hahahaha!" The old man was laughing almost madly, pulling someone on his back, no matter what.

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"What the hell are you laughing at?" The Sword Emperor's impatient voice came from the smoke, causing the old man to freeze in place.

The thick fog dissipated, and a dazzling star phantom appeared in his eyes.

"Did you forget that this is a team battle?" Qin Baiyi's figure appeared, completely driving the old man into despair.

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In the distance, there was another Chu Feng, who was staring at him.