Chapter 146: Stop playing games with me

Seeing a Moron who literally rubs his moral integrity into the dirt.

Kuraki and the others' cheek muscles twitched.

However, in the face of this scene, no one dared to say no.

Unless you're tired of living!

"You're careless!" Hidan's cute voice suddenly sounded.

With the experience just now, this time was undoubtedly a reminder of death, straining everyone's nerves.

Hidan instantly appeared next to the trusted person controlling the barrier.

The bloody sickle in his hand directly sliced through the black veins.

Phew!

Blood spurted out, causing everyone's pupils to suddenly shrink.

This scene is the same as that of Young Master Fuma.

They don't know the ins and outs of sacrifice.

But there's no doubt it makes them feel scared.

Hidan immediately drew out the sickle in his hand, and at the same time he turned around and landed on the altar.

He stuck out the tip of his red tongue and licked the scythe lightly.

Mysterious black patterns spread across his body again, and a crazy smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, I thought there was a powerful character coming. At this distance, you should die too!"

"I will make you tremble and make you all believe in the Jashin religion."

Hidan pretended to roar like crazy.

The black spear clenched in his right hand flipped in vain and pierced straight into his chest.

"The sacrifice has begun. Come and join me in the embrace of the god Jashin!"

Hysterical roars resounded through heaven and earth.

The sharp black spear directly penetrated Hidan's chest.

Phew!

Blood splattered again, almost making people's eyes pop out.

He looked at Hidan who was half kneeling on the ground again, blood flowing freely from his chest.

There was also Kakuzu who was holding his chest with one hand and looked in pain.

Konan felt anxious, and rushed forward, shouting urgently: "Quick...take action quickly, with your strength, why don't you take action to save people earlier, he is your friend."

However, as soon as he stepped forward, Han grabbed his wrist.

"You are wrong, he is my subordinate, but I have always believed in his strength." Han smiled playfully.

"Kakuzu, stop playing around, I'll let you take action this time."

The inexplicable words made everyone's nerves tense.

Hidan, who was half kneeling on the altar, was shocked and shouted urgently: "Are you stupid?"

"Like that person from the Fuma Clan, he was cursed by my god Jashin and died through his heart. Open your eyes and see clearly..."

Hysterical words sounded, but the next moment, Hidan's eyes almost opened.

Kakuzu whose face was full of pain and covered his heart, showed a smile on his indifferent face, the next moment, he suddenly raised his head and suddenly laughed.

"I got you!"

Veins as dark as ink shot out from the ground beneath Hidan's feet.

Like an incarnation!Countless tentacles wrapped around Hidan's body.

In just half a breath, Hidan was wrapped like a rice dumpling, airtight.

The violent scene caused the surrounding Jashin cultists' expressions to change drastically.

In their eyes, the Holy Son Hidan was their spiritual support.

They never expected that not only was Jashin's divine curse ineffective, but Hidan would also fall into someone else's hands in an instant.

"Fuck, I told this kid not to be too arrogant, but that guy was so weird that he was fine even though he was cursed by the god Jashin." The elder of the Jashin god sect looked angry, stomping on the stick on his staff. his hands on the ground, and shouted loudly.

"Save Hidan with all your strength, and use the last effort to kill them all here!"