All My Skills Are Picked Up

"Fulong, Fulong, you son of a b * tch! You son of a b * tch! Come here, I want to fight you alone!"    

"Fulong, we trust you so much, but you actually want to sacrifice us! Shameless!"    

"I knew I couldn't cooperate with the Devil Cultivator. Ancestor, we are sorry for your teachings."    

Huge iron cages were shipped out from the south city of Devil City, placed on the broad shoulders of the corpse devil, and then moved towards the center of the city.    

The corpse devil was 30 meters tall, and its entire body was covered with rotting flesh. It dragged its heavy steps and moved towards the center of the city step by step.    

There were iron cages on its shoulders, and the ones locked inside were all Forsaken Clan warriors.    

Miserable howls and wails could be heard without an end.    

In the center of the city, the altar had been completed.    

Below was a pile of white bones, and there were all kinds of metal buffs on top of it. The blood pool on the left and right was still expanding, and all kinds of livestock and living people were directly thrown into the blood pool.    

The blood energy and miserable cries that came from the front added a bit of gloominess and evilness to the altar.    

"Hurry up, move a bit faster. Slow down, be careful not to turn all of you into corpse devils."    

"Those from other cities, finish channeling demon Qi into the city and reinforce it! Hurry!"    

The evil ghost holding the long whip lashed at the Devil Cultivator from time to time.    

At this moment, the low-grade Devil Cultivator could only do the laborious work.    

The slightly more powerful Devil Cultivator and ghost cultivators were frantically reinforcing the city. They were trying their best to gather the cities that were transported back through the air.    

The effect of making all kinds of restrictions become part of the city's defense was pretty good.    

Although it seemed like the various cities were twisted and twisted together, they were very incompatible. However, after looking at it for a long time, there was still an indescribable type of beauty.    

At the center of the city, not far from the altar.    

In an attic, Fulong was also nervously making the final arrangements.    

Below, all kinds of Devil Cultivators spectral cultivators had arrived. The leaders of the Forsaken Clan were also tied up and thrown to the ground. Judging from their injuries, it was obvious that they had suffered a lot.    

Fulong flipped through the list of Devil Cultivators and the progress of the construction of the various altars.    

He first smiled, then said, "Everyone, thank you for your hard work. He had finally reached the last step without any danger. The sacrifice is finally going to be completed."    

The Devil Cultivator below let out soft laughter after their words sounded.    

This was the only good news in the recent period of time.    

"Although the Human Alliance has already found out about our retreat... But right now, they probably can't figure out why, and are still in a state of shock. The difference in time this time has already given us the capital to win. We'll just have to wait for the final battle."    

" Right, one battle will determine the outcome of the battle. Swoosh! I want to eat Lo Tian's flesh alive! "    

"And leave that fat fatty beside him to me. I want to eat a mouthful of fat!"    

All the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators began to laugh, letting out all kinds of terrifying laughter.    

Fulong looked up at the Forsaken Clan commanders on the ground and said, "Patriarchs, don't be sad. If you want to achieve great things, you naturally have to make sacrifices. It's just that it's your turn this time! "    

All the patriarchs of Forsaken Clan were crying softly on the ground. To them, the war had actually ended.    

Because their families and their disciples were completely finished.    

Whether Fulong won or Lo Tian won, it had nothing to do with them anymore.    

Fulong knitted his brows and suddenly roared angrily, "What are you crying for? A group of experts from the previous generation are still crying! Truly shameless. Alright, I'm not a completely heartless person. Don't worry, even though your family's disciples are gone. But you can obtain eternal life. I can give you the first wave of power from the blood pool. You will become Blood Demons before the Demon King of Destruction descends. You will have an unlimited lifespan and a powerful source of power."    

At this point, the expressions of the patriarchs and elders of the Forsaken Clan changed drastically. Some of them even revealed a hint of joy in their eyes.    

It seemed like this price wasn't something they couldn't bear.    

"Alright, everyone, hold on to the last city. Wait for the Demon King to descend. Go, do your thing."    

Fulong waved his hand gently, and all the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators left one after another. Including the ones on the ground, they were also dragged away and locked up for the time being.    

After everyone left, Fulong turned his head and looked behind him.    

There was a wooden chair and a white chain that tightly locked onto a female. It was Su Mengxian who wanted to leave but could not.    

She had been sitting here the whole time, watching Fulong deal with all kinds of things.    

She also saw with her own eyes that Fulong, from being gentle and gentle at the beginning, had become impatient and crazy little by little.    

"Miss Su, there are still a few days left. There are only a few days left."    

Fulong stood up and went to Su Mengxian's side.    

Su Mengxian said calmly, "Fulong, have you thought about it? Even if you have obtained the power of the Devil King of Destruction. It is very likely that the power of the Devil King will corrode your brain and make you no longer you. I remember in the Devil Cultivator, there were cases of people being changed because of the power. There must be quite a number of cases."    

Fulong spread his arms and said, "So what? I will get my strength first. Strength, haha, strength! "    

As he spoke, Fulong suddenly knelt down on one knee, and then his entire body began to tremble.    

Su Mengxian looked at Fulong's sudden change, and for a moment, she did not know what to do.    

"What's wrong?"    

Su Mengxian shouted.    

Fulong was still trembling, as if he was enduring great pain. He muttered, "Little girl, little girl!"    

Unfortunately, the little girl was not by his side.    

Sweat was left on Fulong's forehead. His eyes were cloudy, as if he had entered some kind of illusion.    

Su Mengxian saw this scene and suddenly realized that this might be the perfect time for her to escape.    

Clenching her teeth, two blue arms suddenly appeared behind Su Mengxian.    

Spiritual force solidified!    

Quickly, the spiritual force arms opened the chains on Su Mengxian's body.    

Looking at the motionless Fulong on the ground, Su Mengxian could vaguely feel that Fulong seemed to have fallen into some kind of special dream.    

This was not the secret technique that the others had used on Fulong. It was completely due to his own consciousness.    

"Strange!"    

Su Mengxian thought to herself, but she did not have the intention to save Fulong. She turned around and ran, and Su Mengxian directly rushed out of the room.    

To her, this might be her last chance to live.    

She had to leave and did not dare to stay behind.    

Not long after Su Mengxian left, Fulong, who was on the ground, recovered instantly.    

"No, my sword is lost, and the girl is also gone. His mind was becoming more and more chaotic. He could not control it anymore."    

Breathing lightly, Fulong suddenly saw the chains on the ground.    

Frowning, Fulong looked around and said in a clear voice, "Su Mengxian, where do you want to go? You can't run."