The situation in front of him was really a matter of people making the high priest unable to hold back and was a little overwhelmed.

You should know what the reason for the dog he was chased before was because of these boys and women who were regarded as sacrifices by him. For this, not only did his prestige be lost for many years, but also shook the foundation and status of their high priest in the Poison Dragon Village. After this night, it may be a big deal to say whether there is a high priest.

Under this circumstance, he had already made a decision in his heart. Even if he could not turn the tables in the end, he would have to drag these people to hell when he died, especially with these children!

He also wants to make things difficult for others when he dies. This is the professional ethics that a qualified villain should have. But the problem is that although he thinks beautifully, reality is particularly cruel to him.

"Who is it? Who is it? Stand out for me, stand out!"

He shouted like an old dog who had just been defeated, and his resentment and hostility were simply about to burst out.

It can be said that as long as someone dares to stand up and admit that this was done by him, the high priest will definitely not say anything, even if he chews with his teeth, he will be cut into pieces.

But unfortunately, Zhou Zhiruo, who did this, ignored the idea of ​​this mad dog. After these few barkings, the high priest himself slowly regained some of his reason.

He gradually realized that shouting was useless. Because his shouting and venting here could not stop Cao Wei and his people from further persecution of him. Under the premise that the Rakshasa devils could stop Cao Wei from being completely confident, he could only actively make a living.

And his eyes slightly turned around the coffin behind him and the coma wizards in front of him, and he immediately gritted his teeth and started to ruthlessly.

"Dog, do you think you can beat me like this? You are too naive, you don't know what my biggest reliance is. The ancestor... God will protect me!"

As soon as he finished irritating himself with this, he kept fumbled and took out an iron glove from behind.

It was said to be a glove, but it was actually a hook claw with five fingers that were sharp like a raptor's claws. He was even more rude to put this thing on his hand and pulled open the clothes on the wizard's chest.

The cold touch made the wizard wake up slowly. When he saw the high priest with a ferocious face in front of him, he looked at his tightly tied up. Before he could figure out what was going on, he subconsciously trembled all over and begged hard.

"High Priest? What are you going to do? Give up your life, let it go!"

"Don't you guys keep saying that you are loyal to me and to devote your life to God's cause? Now is the time for you to sacrifice yourself!"

The high priest ignored his plea and directly killed him, digging his chest with one claw.

Then he pulled out the wizard's heart, which was still pumping blood, and directly used this thing as a large brush, and began to apply it on the surface of the coffin.

Blood was pouring out... I don't know what material this dark coffin is, or what magical place is inside. As soon as the blood was applied, it actually flowed spontaneously, and then in a short while it drilled into the gap on the coffin.

A whistle sound came, both like a deep breath and a little like something was surging in the deep cavity. The movement made the high priest's face instantly show joy, and before he could laugh out loud, his whole body suddenly stiffened, but he was extremely moved except for his eyelids.

"Is this your trump card? What exactly is in the coffin?"

A cold female voice came, but the voice suddenly made the high priest stunned. He really didn't expect that the guy who secretly stole his offerings would be a woman.

Although he was furious, resentful and restless, he would not feel very strange when he came back to the scene.

Because Cao Wei was very clear about what he told him, they came for these children.

In this case, it would be strange if they just want to fight to the death with him. They can't say that they fought so hard and went back in the end, just to carry the bodies of twenty children, right?

Besides, the timing of their attack was not right, especially when they dared to let themselves come back. This was obviously prepared for a long time and was not afraid of taking those children as hostages. Now it seems that this woman who is very skilled and extremely good at hiding her figure should be their back.

He could guess this, but he didn't. This woman had such a courage to save those children, and even dared to kill one and shoot him and catch him off guard.

How dare she? Aren’t she afraid that she would take her life?

The high priest was puzzled, and what he could not imagine was that this woman had used a magic trick that could make him unable to move like this.

Spell? But how could it be? I am not a fake high priest?

"Why are you talking about it? Are you mute?"

As a hero among the girls who fought from troubled times, Zhou Zhiruo would not have the kindness of women that she shouldn't have, especially for the unscrupulous guys like the high priest.

Seeing that he did not cooperate, she grabbed it with her backhand and then took one of his arms into four or five pieces with two clicks.

And I have never suffered this sin in my life. The high priest let out a cry, and a subtle expression of a broken chair and a steel pipe just poked the hemorrhoids.

This made him sweat profusely, fighting with teeth. His forehead was thrust, almost like a rock scene in his head.

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo saying nothing at all, he was about to start to torture his other arm, he immediately looked horrified in his eyes.

"Go away...Auntie, I said it's not okay?"

“Speak quickly…”

"This is my ancestor, Yang Zhie, the son of Yang Yinglong, the General of the Cavalry, who was defeated by Bozhou, and was the only one who escaped here under the protection of his guards, avoiding the catastrophe of being killed by the whole family."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"I want to awaken my ancestors. I want my ancestors to appear and kill you outsiders and those thieves outside. I want you to know that in the Poison Dragon Village I am God, and my words are God's will. If you are enemies of me, you will not have a good end!"

"I'm so arrogant! He's a dead man who has been dead for hundreds of years. Can he sit up and help you kill the enemy?"

"The ancestors are immortal!"

Zhou Zhiruo's words seemed to poke the high priest's G-spot, so that he ignored Zhou Zhiruo's threat to him, opened his eyes wide open and started shouting at the top of his throat.

"You ordinary people don't understand that our ancestors are the choice of destiny. He has long been a god-like existence. He is just asleep and waiting for him to wake up. If you count on one of them, you will all die!"

"Hmph, I don't know if I die, but I know you're going to die soon. Do you believe it?"

Zhou Zhiruo had really seen similar situations in the high priest's performance. Because there were many similar religious gangs in the world back then.

For example, the White Lotus Sect will liar about Maitreya coming to the world and saving all living beings. Then some believers will believe in it without doubting it, and they will not frown even if they are used to the sword and axe.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo thought that he was almost such a fool. Not to mention that there was no such person, but it was relatively rare.

Because religion is often the more the believers who go down, the more pious they are, the more they believe. On the contrary, those senior managers will be much more sober.

The lower-level people believe in religion to get comfort and liberation. Many of these are things that cannot be obtained, so they often have to be entrusted to the next life. The leaders of the senior level either seek wealth or power, and they plan for the present things, so they can naturally understand the difference between reality and illusion.

There are really a few people who fool themselves in front of the religion. So much so that Zhou Zhiruo had a plan to lift the coffin up and let him see with his own eyes whether the things in the coffin could stand up.

As the saying goes, killing people to kill their hearts. For such a scum who is worthy of death, how could it be interesting to simply kill him to tear off his beliefs and beliefs in front of him?

She was about to take action, but suddenly, smoke came out of the coffin.

The movement suddenly shocked her, and she slid her toes a few feet away in an instant. But when she saw this movement, the high priest looked surprised and immediately burst into laughter.

"Old ancestors woke up! Wake up! You bastards, you are about to die!"

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Just a coffin was infuriated, which was not enough to scare Zhou Zhiruo. She frowned and muttered, and with a backhand, she called the coffin with a palm force.

The palm was so powerful that it could crush the old coffin. But I didn't expect that the coffin had its own magical place. Under a palm, it was still motionless except for a muffled sound. Then the smoke suddenly intensified, and the entire coffin immediately rushed towards Zhou Zhiruo like a wheel installed.

"What the hell?"

Zhou Zhiruo became more and more surprised. At the same time, she felt her toes, and her whole body jumped high and hung upside down on the dome on the abdomen of the mountain like a bat.

She couldn't figure out the way to the coffin below and was unwilling to take unnecessary risks. Naturally, she wanted to avoid the edge. Seeing this, the high priest was more confident and laughed more and more rampant.

"My little girl, you're dead! When the ancestor shows his power, whether it's you or the bastards outside, you will all die under the ancestor's hands!"

"The ancestors are invincible, and the ancestors are invincible. You will see it right away!"
Chapter completed!