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Chapter 1222 One day, I will kill the gods

After handling the matters in the town, Master Taicheng left. Qin Liuxi looked at Feng Xiu, who snorted.

"If it weren't for the spiritual brand I put on you, I don't know that you would fight to the death with him. What's going on? The formation here doesn't look like the ones I destroyed before, so why are you doing it with him again?

"

"It's a game against me." Qin Liuxi came to the body of the man possessed by Si Luo and looked carefully. This man looked a bit familiar.

"What's the situation?" Feng Xiu watched her pull the corpse and frowned, "What are you going to do with this corpse? Don't you think you'd like to bury it?"

"This man looks familiar, let me see if I can find any clues about his identity." Qin Liuxi took off his purse, stood up, looked at Feng Xiu and said: "Si Luo said that I am the fire of Red Lotus Karma Fire.

Carrying the sin of destroying the world."

Feng Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank: "What?"

Qin Liuxi opened his wallet and told the news revealed by Si Luo in an understatement, saying: "He set up this game just to see if I was the reincarnation of the red lotus karma fire as he thought."

"No, you just believe it?" Feng Xiu said with a stern face: "The so-called attacking the heart is the most important thing. He just wants you to be confused and doubt yourself. You won't just believe his evil, right?"

With a thought, Qin Liuxi's fire ignited, and his whole person became a man on fire. The domineering and frightening breath of flames made Feng Xiu unable to help being frightened, and his palace trembled.

He is a monster, so he naturally awes those righteous spirits. Not to mention the karmic fire that can burn bones and devour souls. If he is touched by it, even the Demon King will suffer.

"Tell me, which cultivator would be like me?"

Feng Xiu opened his mouth and said: "Okay, I know you are powerful, so let's collect your magical powers."

Qin Liuxi took back the fire of karma and said: "So, if I am really the reincarnation of that fire, then I am not a good person as a feudal cultivator. I am burdened with heinous sins."

"You are not a good person to begin with... Well, I mean, you are not a good person, no, you are not easy to mess with anyway. You are the evil god who fights against the sky and the earth, the great devil in the world, who can do that kind of thing,

It's not surprising!" Feng Xiu touched his chin and said: "You have to know that the fire of the strange fire produces spiritual wisdom. Without education, it will definitely be difficult to restrain. Whether it is a human, a god, or a monster in this world, without restraint, it will have to be restrained.

It’s a mess.”

Qin Liuxi folded his arms and looked at him: "Are you trying to comfort me? If you can speak, just speak more."

"Whether you are that kind of fire or not, it is too far away. The strange fire has existed for tens of thousands of years. But Xiaoxi, let alone tens of millions of years, you can't imagine even the era of the old monster, let alone that long ago? You are now,

They are just Taoists who practice Taoism in the human world." Feng Xiu pursed his lips and said: "If, as he said, your reincarnation is all about saving the world and atone for your sins, then you are here to experience calamity in this world."

"Yes, I'm just experiencing disaster in the human world." Qin Liuxi lowered his eyes, opened his purse, poured out some broken silver, and a small jade charm tied with a wishful knot.

Her eyes were half-closed.

Feng Xiu glanced at the jade amulet and took it over: "Hey, didn't you make this amulet?"

There were some familiar Dao patterns on it. He had known her for a long time, so he still recognized the things Qin Liuxi made.

Qin Liuxi nodded in agreement, looked at the corpse again, and said, "I know why he looks familiar. He is from the Yan family."

He looks a bit like Yan Qishan. He is probably not a descendant of Yan Qishan, but he is also somewhat related to him by blood. He may be from the same family.

Qin Liuxi didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes were cold.

She cremated the body, gathered it up, and left with Feng Xiu, going straight to the ancestral graves of the Yan family.

When Feng Xiu saw the golden, auspicious, and prosperous luck in the Yan family's ancestral tomb, his eyes widened and he said, "The Yan family's luck is too strong, isn't it? Just with this golden auspiciousness, it can flourish for more than a hundred years.

Come on, what good things have they done?"

Qin Liuxi's face was very ugly.

The Yan family is already full of Wenchang, Jin and Ji luck, and their ancestors are demigods. It is normal for their family to have strong luck, but this is too strong. The last time she came here, the luck was not as high as it is now. It has been noble for hundreds of years.

, Feng Xiu still said it was too little. If this intensity continues, the Yan family will be able to flourish for hundreds of years.

However, this adverse weather luck is not normal.

Especially with such luck, how could the Yan family die early?

unless……

Qin Liuxi turned around and went to Yuhang City, only to find that although white lanterns and white flags were hung everywhere in the city because of the death of Emperor Kangwu, the people in the city were all rushing in one direction.

That is, the direction of Green Lake.

She went to Green Lake and came to the Water Temple. The former small temple had turned into a magnificent temple. There was a huge incense burner in front of the temple, burning thick incense. She kept kneeling in front of the temple and murmuring.

Talking to himself, very pious.

Qin Liuxi's pupils shrank and he clenched the diamond ruler in his hand.

Feng Xiu was also a little dazed.

"What's going on? Isn't the Water God one of us?"

But look at what these people who come to worship are doing. Every time they kowtow and burn incense, a bit of their vitality and luck will be taken away from them and they will flock to the Water Temple.

In addition, there is the endless power of faith.

No matter how ignorant Feng Xiu is, he knows that faith is faith, but it is definitely not like now, with wisps of vitality and destiny being pulled away. This is not a good phenomenon.

No wonder the golden and auspicious luck on the ancestral graves of the Yan family is so strong and strong. With the sacrifices of these people, how can it not be so strong?

Their luck fell on the water god, and the water god returned to feed the ancestral graves. It would be strange if the water god did not prosper.

Feng Xiu immediately thought of the worst side.

Could it be that the water god has become an evil god?

Feng Bo also relied on Siluo's Buddha bones to become a demigod.

Feng Xiu subconsciously looked at Qin Liuxi and saw a trace of sadness and anger in her eyes. His heart tightened and he suddenly remembered what she had said to him before.

Will he no longer be who he is one day?

Could it be that at that time, she had already noticed that Uncle Feng had changed?

Qin Liuxi walked from the void into the mortal world, surrounded by people coming and going. They spoke in awe and respect for the God of Water. The smoke of sandalwood made her confused, but she still looked at the God through the heavy smoke. There are statues of gods covered with gold foil inside the temple.

He is Feng Bo, but he is not Feng Bo. He is gentle and gentle, and he is aloof, looking down on the world like a god.

The smoke covered his face, making it look a little unreal, as if he was looking at her through the sea of ​​people and smiling.

However, God is not here.

Qin Liuxi felt a surge of anger in her heart, and the people around her seemed to have noticed something, so they all avoided her in fear and looked at her warily.

She looked at the statue of the god for a long time and squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "One day, I will kill the god."


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