There is a table inside and a statue of an evil god.

The two of them immediately looked at each other.

Be alert.

Old Dao Lin secretly held the Bagua plate with his left hand and held the peach wood sword with his right hand.

Cheng Fan let the Zhenwu Sword hang on his side, constantly sucking and spitting out the silver-white magic power.

The two of them slowly approached and their spiritual sense swept away.

There are many strands of black and long hair on the table.

The main body of the statue on the other side is made of brass and has six arms.

What's strange is that its six arms are hung in the air with red ropes, and its face is wrapped in a white cloth, so it cannot see its front face.

After exploring the spiritual sense of Old Dao Lin, he said suspiciously: "Is it it? How could this breath be so weak?"

Cheng Fan also found it a little strange.

Just now, they attacked the two of them with great fanfare in the village.

They arrived at this tunnel, but they had never encountered any resistance.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t it be that the more obstacles you are faced to the end?

Why did they all hit the lair, but it turned into a simple mode?

Could it be that the evil god has slipped away?

Cheng Fan looked at the evil statues of six evil gods hanging in the air with their arms open.

A golden light suddenly appeared on the middle of my eyebrows.

The true face of this evil god was immediately reflected.

If you didn't run away, you're the guy in front of you.

Cheng Fan snorted coldly, "Get out!"

Bang!

The statue of the god fell to the ground with a bang.

His body was tilted and his six arms were scattered on the ground.

The white cloth wrapped around his face moved slightly, making a sound that the two of them could not understand at all.

The voice is quite fast.

"Speak human words."

Cheng Fan said lightly, waved his hand.

The Zhenwu Sword sucked and spitted silver light, lying in front of the evil god statue.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

The evil god suddenly became anxious and kept changing the syllables, which finally made Cheng Fan and Lin Laodao understand.

"Owner! Your own person! Take it away, take it away!"

His face wrapped in white cloth was wailing in terror.

Cheng Fan and Lin Laodao looked question marks.

Your own person?

The genius is your own person.

Cheng Fan glanced coldly, and the power of demons on the Zhenwu Sword was great.

"Really! Listen to my explanation!"

The wailing sound was even louder.

Old Dao Lin had never seen such a situation before and looked at Cheng Fan for help.

"Hmph! You can't even look out of our palms. I want to hear what it can say."

Cheng Fan snorted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, the Zhenwu sword moved farther away.

The evil god suddenly felt like he was pardoned.

He shouted at the top of his voice: "Our own people! He is really his own people!"

"Tell me honestly!"

The white cloth on the face of the statue moved and said quickly:

"I am just an inconspicuous wild god who has been wandering from my hometown." ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"We are our own people, and I am with you. Look, I have harmed those foreigners. Most of the people on this island are fine."

Hearing this, Old Dao Lin was a little confused.

"Wild God? How can a mere wild god have such great ability?"

The face under the white cloth argued: "The villagers here are ignorant. They worship me as an evil god. Wouldn't I become an evil god?"

"How do you explain that people affected by you have insect eggs in their bodies and they even hit the wall with their heads?"

Old Dao Lin asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know! It's not what I did! It's the villagers here! They are much crueler than me!"

"They sacrificed part of their little girl's body to me. What's the use of that thing?"

The evil god's voice sounded aggrieved.

Although Old Dao Lin didn't believe it, he still chose to listen.

Cheng Fan looked at it coldly and said nothing.

In fact, I am using the heavenly eyes to quietly see its cause and effect and origin.

Old Taoist Lin continued to ask, "What does the saying "Fire Buddha practices one, the heart sage is not moo" mean?"

The evil god shook his head.

"I don't know why they like to say this sentence so much. Also, I don't know the gesture, it's weird."

The corner of Lin Laodao's mouth twitched.

If the villagers who believe in it hear it, the gods they worship will describe themselves in this way.

I'm afraid I'll die with my eyes open?

Cheng Fan suddenly said, "The meaning of that sentence is that life and death have destiny, and wealth and honor are in heaven. People here mistakenly think it is a mantra of blessing."

"And that gesture is the opposite of the "Bafangtian" handprint. The Bafangtian is to absorb blessings, but they are the opposite, which means to pass on the curse."

"As for this strange symbol that we can see everywhere, we have to ask you, our Great Black Buddha Mother, hahaha..."

The evil god, the Great Black Buddha Mother, said slowly: "I don't know what you are talking about, I am just a little wild god..."

"Also pretend?"

Cheng Fan glared at him, and the power of Zhenwu devil swept away, entangled around the Great Black Buddha Mother.

The evil god endured the stinging pain, and his face gradually became ferocious.

Old Dao Lin's face was silent, and he also realized that he had almost been deceived by the evil god.

Cheng Fan's eyes were indifferent, holding the real martial sword in his hand, and came to it.

"You have been an evil god from the beginning, and you are not a wild god at all."

"The mirrors and gossip diagrams in the tunnel are for you, and the talismans and colorful ropes outside are also for sealing you and preventing you from running out."

"The spells and gestures are also what you teach them to surrender to you and reach some kind of contract."

Every time Cheng Fan said something, his face wrapped in white cloth twitched even harder.

"There are also those dead foreigners who use your treasure to tempt them into the tunnel and destroy the seal. After using it, they devour them."

"And you are surrendering now because you feel fear when you see the power of my sword."

"How is it, what I said is right or not?"

The end of the road!

The face of the evil god, the great black Buddha mother, was extremely ferocious under the white cloth, and she let out a tragic howl.

The white cloth suddenly tore apart, and evil power was about to burst out.

Cheng Fan sneered and sent the Zhenwu Sword forward without hesitation.

The blazing silver-white light hit the head of the Great Black Buddha Mother.

The power of the demon easily knocked it into pieces and wiped out the ashes.
To be continued...