The ancestor of the gate next to Shushan

Chapter 565 A Bowl of Blood Wine, Absolute Control

Zheng Yin, the god of blood, was solemn on his face. He glanced at the people present, and then said,

"Do you have any objections, Taoist friends?"

As soon as this statement was written, the four gods Cui Jin said again, "The alliance leader has this heart, which is also to make our 47th Island Alliance more concerted and sincere. How can we disagree with this?"

Immediately after him, Wu Lingzhu, the owner of Wuyu Island, who had been sitting still and silent, also said, "The conquest of Zhongtu Shenzhou is indeed the same. With this ceremony, it can also make us more excited. I agree!"

The rest of the monks, when they saw the leader of the alliance, both deputy leaders agreed. Where else can they object?

After all, this kind of thing that can neither see any benefits nor disadvantages can be seen. They have always been indispensable. Naturally, there is no problem in giving face to Wu Shenshi, the new leader. At present, one by one, you can open your mouth and agree with this.

Seeing this, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, finally smiled on his cold face. Well, since everyone agrees, let's not delay, let's choose today!"

While talking, the blood god Zheng Yin's sleeve shook, and the void cloud spontaneously tossed and changed. Soon, an altar appeared in front of everyone.

On the altar, there are all kinds of things. And none of these are magic illusions, and they are all real things. Although this kind of means is nothing, this kind of preparation is enough to shock anyone. Because, there is no doubt that Zheng Yin, the god of blood, had predicted this long before, otherwise, he would never be so fully prepared.

There are no fools here. Unconsciously, they glanced in the direction of Wu Lingzhu, the owner of Wuyu Island, to see what kind of expression was on his face.

However, they were all disappointed. Because, from beginning to end, there was only one expression of Wu Lingzhu, that is - indifference, incomparable indifference, and even no anger.

At this time, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, walked straight to the altar, stretched out his left hand, and his right hand was a false stroke on his wrist. At that time, with a clear sound, the red blood was like a clear spring, [excited] and fell into a wine bowl on the altar.

In an instant, the wine in the wine bowl completely turned red.

Immediately after that, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, wiped his right hand again, and the wound healed and was intact. At this time, he looked at the crowd on one side.

In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at Wu Lingzhu, the owner of Wuyu Island, again.

Wu Lingzhu didn't say much. He went straight forward and cut his wrist, shot out a blood spring, and dripped into the wine bowl.

was followed by another deputy leader, Cui Jin, the four gods.

Soon, more than 70 small Antarctic monks present all dripped some of their blood into the wine bowls on the altar.

In the wine bowl, the wine did not increase at all, and it was still the shallow bowl.

At this time, Zheng Yin, the blood god, stood in front of the altar again. After a short prayer, his right hand stretched out and there was a virtual point in the air. At that time, the blood wine in the wine bowl was divided into more than 70 strands, shooting at all the monks present, like a long rainbow, across the void

Zheng Yin, the god of blood, is the closest, and the blood wine is coming to his face, so he was the first to open his mouth and drink the blood wine.

The four gods, Cui Jin and others, are naturally the same. They are all drunk by one of the heroic generals, showing the old mana control skills.

Next, according to the normal program, the atmosphere on the field should have become more enthusiastic. However, next, except for the blood god Zheng Yin's smile, the rest of the monks, one without pulling, all the people's smiles are restrained and turned into a shocking face!

"How could this happen?"

"Master Wu, you are so cruel that you poisoned!"

"Master Wu, what on earth did you do? How can there be an additional prohibition above my shen?

A group of monks, almost in one voice, shouted out their innermost words.

"No, you are not Master Wu. Master Wu absolutely does not have such ability? Who the hell are you? Cui Jin, the four gods, was the first to notice something wrong. Unconsciously, he walked out.

"You're right!" The reply was not Zheng Yin, the god of blood, but Wu Lingzhu, the owner of Wuyu Island. "This is not the master Wu, the master of Tuansha Island, but Zheng Yin, the famous god of blood in the world. Don't think about cracking the prohibition, because it is the most powerful blood and light prohibition in the world. Even I, after being hit, can't break it. I have no choice but to be willing to become a subordinate of Brother Zheng Dao. Which one of you can reach me?

Hearing this, these monks, a pair of fierce eyes that seemed to explode, returned to normal again, and their faces were a little more decadence.

They can practice to the present level. How can they not know the common sense of the monk world? After learning that it was the blood light forbidden, I basically no longer had any hope in my heart.

"At the beginning, I had doubts about Wu Shenshi's defeat to Zheng Shenjun, but I haven't found any fw! Unexpectedly, the current Master Wu is really replaced by Zheng Shenjun!"

Cui Jin, the four gods, opened his mouth first, and his face was quite sad.

"So you know now, and what's your intention?" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, flashed with a flash of light on his body. At the beginning of time, he returned to his appearance. He still has a faint smile on his face, which is neither modest nor arrogant.

"What is your intention? Ha ha, now, my life and death are all in the hands of Zheng Shenjun. Is there any other way to go except to be as subduing as the owner of Wudao? The four gods, Cui Jin, said again.

"Of course there is!" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, replied with a smile.

"Oh? What is it? The face of Cui Jin, the four gods, trembled and said.

"Dead!" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, still smiled.

"That's not a choice!" Cui Jin, the four gods, sighed and said, "Anyway, I don't have the life to be the leader of the alliance in my life. Now, after life and death are fucked by the god, I can only be a loyal minister of the god for the rest of my life!"

"A wise choice!" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, smiled brightly on his face. Then he looked at the others and said, "What about you? How are you going to choose?"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and finally, he said with one voice, "Gan willing to be a god!"