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Chapter 640 Ceremony of Conferring Gods

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    "Sha Yuan is approaching the inner city step by step." Before Mu He could speak, Mo Fan's voice rang out.

    Mo Fan¡¯s words caused huge waves in everyone¡¯s hearts, as if their internal organs had been shattered!

    Sha Yuan is approaching the inner city!  !

    Zhu Meng was the first to react, recalling the few times Sha Yuan had appeared before.

    The first time was at the end of the Shawang River, which is to the west of the ancient capital, six to seven hundred kilometers apart.

    The second time I appeared in Xianchi, it was already the place where Weiju Village was located!

    The third time was thirty kilometers away from Beiwai City, only thirty kilometers away from the city!

    And this time, he appeared directly in the city. Although Beicheng District had been swallowed up by the ocean of undead, Sha Yuan was indeed approaching step by step!

    Once this evil abyss, which can easily annihilate even the Lord of the Bones, appears in this inner city that accommodates millions of refugees

    Zhu Meng was trembling all over, and his pupils were so dilated that they were about to burst. He could no longer imagine this scene!  !  !

    "The next time the Evil Abyss space drifts, it will be the death of all of you. Whether you are ordinary people with as many cockroaches and rats in this city, or you high-ranking mages, you will all die, you will all die!!!

    "Hahahaha, the grand ceremony, at that time will be the most grand and glorious moment of our Holy See ceremony, and our Lord Salan will also be crowned as a god in this grand ceremony, and everyone will surrender at the feet of Lord Salan, the God of Death.  For his great wisdom and creation!¡±

    Hu Jin¡¯s fanaticism is in sharp contrast to the silence and despair of the entire Bell Tower Masters.

    Sha Yuan, it turns out that this is the next plan of the Black Holy See.

    No wonder Zhang Xiaohou saw Mu He near Sha Yuan, it turned out that they were running all this Faced with such a situation, would anyone not think that Salan and his men were just a bunch of rabble?  ?

    This Salan is really a god of death, the dark god who created death!  !

    Life was indescribably cheap in his eyes. A thousand-year-old building was just a venue for a grand ceremony. The overwhelming army of undead surrounded him as he climbed the stairs. Then, with millions of people in the city and many supreme mages of the Magic Association, he  Despair and death, as the brightest red carpet, let him step on this carpet of death and blood up the stairs, rising above this unprecedented funeral to become a god in one fell swoop, making the whole world tremble at his methods and glory.  Rise up and surrender!  !  !

    Grand Ceremony, this is the grand ceremony for the Black Vatican Salang to become a god!  !  !  !

    The evil abyss is so terrifying, but will Salang¡¯s heart be so scary after all?  ?  ?

    Standing on the bell tower, Archdeacon Hu Jin of the Black Vatican had already started to worship facing the north. His absurd piety made people speechless, but what made everyone even more heartbroken was that this Sarang, who had a deep heart.  , the God of Death who uses this grand ceremony to tell the world his name as Salan is here!  !  !

    Han Ji regretted it, and his lifeless heart began to regret it.

    If the decapitation plan is carried out, this city of one million people will be destroyed, and Salan will also be destroyed This man leaves no room for fear, he is really a complete god of death!

    However, what¡¯s the use of regretting now?

    The ocean of undead surrounds the inner city. The evil abyss will probably appear in the center of the inner city before the next dawn. The small inner city will all be swallowed up by this hell furnace, including millions of city residents

    Tears fell crazily, and Han Ji knelt down on the ground dejectedly. At this moment, the genius of magic turned into a helpless old man.

    "SaSalang, take whatever you want, butI, Han Ji, begplease let the people in this city go." Han Ji's voice was trembling.

    The dignified president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, his peerless magic seems to have evaporated, leaving only this pleading and begging.

    All the senior officials looked at Han Ji in disbelief. Han Ji, who had never compromised with any dark forces, actually acted like this. He begged the Black Vatican for mercy and knelt down to Cardinal Salan. That was because his heart had been stepped on.  How cheap, how messy is the spirit?  ?  ?

    The white man stood there with empty eyes.

    It turns out that I didn¡¯t come into contact with the Black Holy See¡¯s real plan at all, and it turns out that I lost so badly!

    The tomb of the ancient king is under the evil abyss and cannot be stopped.

    The evil abyss will also drift space into the inner city, and the entire inner city wall will be dragged into the abyss of hell.

    The so-called glimmer of hope is to make everyone no longer have any hope and prepare themselves for the grand ceremony of the Black Church.A bloody consciousness.

    The white man from the Mysterious Society glanced at these released senior executives. Each of them had the same despair and numbness on their faces as everyone else, but he knew very well that one of them was laughing wildly in his heart. He was laughing like a devil and kicked this building.  The city is under the foot of the black iron ring!

    "It's useless, President." The white man from the mysterious society slowly raised his eyebrows to Han Ji.

    "If Salan really wanted to trample on the majesty and dignity of the Magic Association for thousands of years, then he has already done it.

    Just like the wild words of the great deacon Hu Jin, Sarang wants to become a god. If he wants to become the god of death that shocks the whole world, this grand ceremony must be held and the whole city must be destroyed.

    I don¡¯t know how long this grand ceremony has been planned.

    The secrets unearthed by the Black Vatican are far greater than what their Magic Association knows.

    They know the secrets of Weiju Village, the relationship between Bocheng and Weiju Village, the secrets of Shayuan, and even more know how to control Shayuan

    Waiting to die, do you really have to wait to die?  ?

    The mysterious gray man supported Han Ji. His eyes kept scanning the released senior officials, but there was no flaw in them.

    What's more, after knowing that the so-called house arrest is actually a collective execution, will those senior officials really still surrender?  ?

    ??Everyone has a desire to survive. Even if the guards mages are now to capture and execute these people, the person who fights hard and fights in the end may not be Salang. Instead, both of them will be injured.

    Just when the mysterious gray man was extremely desperate and angry, a guard mage slowly walked over and handed the mysterious gray man a short note.

    The white man from the mysterious meeting opened the note. When he saw a symbol on it that only he could understand, his eyes swayed a little

    This person finally brought news!

    The mysterious gray man read quickly, and the expression on his face changed little by little with the words written on it. In the end, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

    Hope, this line of words is the real hope!  !

    The white people in the mysterious meeting immediately locked their eyes on Fang Gu, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and others, but after considering that Sa Long was still among them, they immediately whispered a few words in Han Ji's ear.

    Han Ji¡¯s empty eyes also had a hint of brightness.

    "Seriously? Is this person trustworthy?" Han Ji asked.

    "Absolutely credible!" the white man from the mysterious society said with great certainty!  !

    "But, can they really do it?" Han Ji said.

    "There is no choice. We must give it a try. No matter how slim the hope is, there is still hope!" The gray-haired man said extremely firmly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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