Although the platinum ghost mask on Guili's face cannot see his expression, you can tell how intoxicated he is from the way his limbs relax and his body feels comfortable, making the already eerie atmosphere even more ghostly.

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The member of the Oni Ryu tribe swallowed quietly, and secretly raised his eyes to glance at the jade bottle called the ghost bottle. It was a magical bottle that could absorb the resentment of the followers of the Holy See when they died.

It is piety. The heavier the resentment generated when dying. For Oni Ryubu who believe in the devil, this resentment is the foundation of their practice. The more resentment they absorb, the stronger they become.

"Then let's kill more lackeys of the Holy See. Let's see how long Boyemi, a turtle with a weak head, can endure it. I'm looking forward to seeing how much wonderful food he will bring to me after his death when his fear reaches the extreme!"

There was a strong sense of ridicule in Gui Li's voice.

He had never dealt with Boyemi before, so he was a little wary of him, so he didn't take action immediately.

The Oni Ribu and the Holy See are at odds with each other. When they meet, you will die or I will live. However, when Boyemi saw him, he did not take action immediately, letting Oni Riu see the weak nature of his fierce appearance and inner love. How long will it take if he does not take the opportunity to kill him.

"Yes, sir!"

The members of the Oni Ryu tribe bent down and bowed excitedly, took the ghost bottles thrown by the Oni Ryu tribe, carefully put them in their arms, and ran out happily. Although they did not have the ghost bottles to help absorb resentment, they were massacring the Holy See.

When you are a believer, you can also absorb a small amount of free resentment on your own. The more you kill, the more you will absorb.

"Brad, where are you?"

Gui Li stood up and stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the rainstorm outside which had subsided slightly at the moment, with unforgettable hatred flashing in his eyes.

This was a bloody night. Innocent villagers were washed with blood one after another. Dogs barked all night long. The paladins clenched their fists angrily and kept reporting to Boyemi, hoping that he would give an order to fight with Onishibu.

Fight to the death.

Boyemi had a huge head and had no intention of sleeping. He kept fooling these paladins, which had some effect at first. But as more and more believers in the village were massacred, the paladins listened to his trick.

There was already a strong look of suspicion in his eyes.

Boyemi knew that these upright paladins had reached the limit of their patience, and they could no longer deceive them no matter how talkative they were. He secretly complained in his heart.

While secretly cursing why the Black Knights hadn't arrived yet, he pretended to pray to God. Just when the Paladins were about to burst out of their patience, Boyemi stood up, with a divine light on his face, and said righteously: "Everyone

Paladins obey!"

"exist!"

The paladins couldn't wait for a long time, and they all knelt down on one knee, with crazy fighting intentions on their faces.

"According to God's decree, the great paladins will use the holy sword in their hands to destroy all evil heretics in order to safeguard the glory of the Lord. Go, my children, I will be proud of you!"

Boyemi said righteously.

"To preserve the glory of the Lord!"

The thirty-six holy knights all pulled out the holy swords from their waists, slapped their chests hard, and bowed to Boyemi. With fanatical expressions on their faces, they solemnly turned around and threw themselves into the rain.

Demons will be slain and all demons who blaspheme the glory of the Lord will be sent to hell.

Seeing the thirty-six figures who died generously, the guilt on Boyemi's face flashed away, and then he became determined.

After all the Paladins had gone away, Boyemi looked around, looking at the bright red bishop's robe, and then tiptoed towards the pier in a panic. The Paladins were definitely doomed, but he didn't want to throw them away.

If his life is lost here, he will immediately leave by boat overnight. He believes that these upright holy knights will enter heaven and listen to the Lord's teachings up close.

…

"Zi la!"

Ding Ning's body was flashing with faint blue electric light.

When waving his hands, he sometimes forms an electric shield in front of him, sometimes forms an electric armor, sometimes forms an electric spear, sometimes forms an electric grid... It's a lot of fun!

Unfortunately, there was too much noise when activating the thunder technique, so he couldn't do the experiment in the room, which left Ding Ning a little unfinished.

After playing for a while, Ding Ning restrained his lightning, held his chin and looked at the God of Thunder who was still sleeping and didn't know that his lightning power had been stolen, and wondered how to deal with this guy.

Change his genes and sign a master-servant contract with him? Although Ding Ning covets such a powerful thug, he is not naive enough to think that he can succeed, and he doesn’t know what Chi You thinks. Those who can sign the contract seem to be beautiful women, men

It seems that you don’t have this privilege yet!

Besides, Thor is a strong man in the divine realm. Although he has also activated the lightning ability, the power he exerts is still far different from Thor. He doesn't want to fail in signing the contract and be killed by Thor.

Killing him was the solution, but Ding Ning was a little hesitant. After all, he didn't know whether the Oni Ribu and the others were here for the God of Thunder. If he was spared, he might be able to use it as a life-saving bargaining chip at a critical moment.

There is another plan, that is, after confirming his own safety, take him back to the country in Xiao Chunan's name and send him to a scientific research organization for study, which can be regarded as helping him atone for his sins!

Although Xiao Chunan did not say that he had helped many people secretly, he had been controlled by the Goddess organization for more than three years. It was absolutely impossible to say that he had not done any bad things.

Xiao Chunan's return will inevitably go through strict scrutiny by the special department. As long as someone finds him unhappy and finds an excuse to question him, he will not be able to prove his innocence. If he is not good, he may spend the rest of his life in prison.

But with the name of Thor, I believe that anyone who raises doubts will shut up obediently. Not only is there no fault, but it is meritorious.

"Brother, for Nono's sake, I can only help you in this way."

Ding Ning muttered and used his Pulse Cutting Hand with all his strength, sealing all the meridians in Thor's body. He also fed him a Suigu Dan with a pained expression to ensure that even if the Pulse Cutting Hand failed, he would not take action.

Ability, one cannot be too cautious when dealing with such a god-level powerhouse.

"Be optimistic about this person, but no matter what, you can't let him make any mistakes!"

After leaving the room, Ding Ning immediately told Lu Zhan.

In order to prevent long nights and long dreams, he had already made plans to fly back to China as soon as the rain stopped. However, there was still a problem. Seven Kills were also here. Could he be trusted and would he reveal his possessions?

The secret of Kongyi?

"Boss, there's a fight outside."

Mavericks hurried in and said excitedly.

"Who was fighting with whom?"

Ding Ning's heart tightened and she asked quickly.

"That guy from the Onibu tribe got into a fight with a group of people in white clothes. I'm going to be a good boy. People on both sides acted like they had a grudge against killing their father. They were fighting to the death."

Mavericks scratched their heads, with a look of excitement on their faces. They also wanted to kill those murderous ghosts, but they were unable to do so due to the troubles ahead. Now that someone was fighting with them, they were naturally happy to see what happened.

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"The man in white?"

Knowing that it was not one of his own people who was in conflict with the Oni Ribu, Ding Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, but his spirits were lifted: "How is the battle going? Who has the upper hand?"

"The fighting power of the men in white is not as strong as that of the Onishibu, but there are many of them. They can hold on for a while with their bravery and fearlessness, but I'm afraid they will be finished soon."

Mavericks observed quite carefully, frowned and said: "Those people from the Ghost Riupobu tribe are really inhumane. At this moment, Kung Fu slaughtered three more villages."

A flash of resentment flashed in Ding Ning's eyes, his eyes rolled, and he waved his hand: "Turn off the lights and go to bed. No one should go out."

"Boss, we..."

Mavericks obviously wanted to get involved, but when he thought about the consequences that he couldn't bear, he immediately stopped and scratched his head unwillingly.

"Everyone go and rest!"

Qisha, who was afraid that Ding Ning would lose his temper and interfere indiscriminately, breathed a long sigh of relief. In his opinion, whether it was the men in white or the ghost tribe, they had nothing to do with them, as long as they did not give the country to China

Just cause trouble.

Ding Ning ignored them, hugged Ling Yun and Luo Xue and walked into the room, closing the door.

Although both women had a close relationship with him, seeing how he looked like he wanted a dragon and a phoenix, their pink cheeks turned red with embarrassment and they were too shy to go to bed.

"You guys should rest first!"

Ding Ning smiled proudly, and suddenly sealed the meridians of the two women, put them on the bed while they were sleeping, and placed pillows in the middle, pretending that the three of them were sleeping together.

Then he went into the bathroom, took out the bio-simulated skin equipment, rubbed it in front of the mirror, and soon disguised himself as Thor.

"The color of my blue hair is a bit wrong, but I can't tell it at night!"

Ding Ning looked at the face in the mirror that was no different from Thor's, and murmured in a low voice.

The window opened silently, a gust of cold wind blew through, and Ding Ning had disappeared into the house. For fear of being noticed by others, he thoughtfully closed the window.

Ding Ning's figure turned into an afterimage and hurried towards the battlefield. Unknown to him, in the next room at this moment, Qisha took out a small box from his pocket, took out the plasticine-like thing inside, and put it on his face.

smeared on.

Soon, Qisha took out another wig and put it on, turning into a white foreigner with a high nose bridge and blue eyes. He looked in the mirror, blinked his eyes, and muttered in a low voice with some discomfort: "This is the first time.

Wearing contact lenses makes me feel really uncomfortable, but hey, no one should be able to recognize that I'm from China now."

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Alpha gasped violently and kept raising the holy sword in his hand to block... block... block again...

The snow-white knight's uniform was already stained with blood and stains, and was washed away by the rain. Although he was as embarrassed as a drowned rat, he had to fight to the end for his faith.

Thirty-six paladins faced twelve members of the Onishi tribe, but they could not gain the upper hand. In this moment, three paladins were sacrificed, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Evil cannot prevail against good, and the Paladin will prevail!"

Alpha roared loudly, cheering for his comrades. He raised his holy sword to block the black weapon that his opponent had chopped down with force. He slashed it with his backhand and cut off the wrist of the member of the Oni Ryu tribe together with the weapon.

Then he kicked him in the heart and kicked him ten meters away.

"We must win! We must win!"

When the remaining thirty-two paladins saw that the knight captain finally made a contribution, their morale, which had dropped sharply due to the sacrifice of three teammates, was immediately boosted. Infinite power seemed to surge from their tired bodies, and they shouted loudly.

, brandishing the holy sword, he rushed towards the members of the Oni Habu who were silent and well-controlled in their advance and retreat without fear of death.

Seeing the morale of his comrades soaring, they went up one after another to fight, forcing the members of the Oni Ryu tribe to retreat step by step. Alpha knelt down on one knee, relying on the sword in his hand for support, and could barely stand. His lungs were burning.
Chapter completed!