The white mist and magnificent light are like the bright moon, shining for eternity.
Suddenly, a black light soared into the sky from the mountains, and a sharp roar echoed in the valley, tearing the light into pieces.
Everything drifts away like smoke.
The world returns to normal again.
The second moon created by the evil god's altar disappeared.
"rise."
Under the altar between the mountains, a man with a head full of flower petals and wings on his back sang loudly.
at its feet,
Standing suddenly were a group of monsters holding whisks in their hands, but with almost no human signs.
It may be in the shape of a crescent moon with four arms, or it may have two horns on its head and one hoof independent, or it may be covered in scales and turn into a colorful snake, or it may be covered with hair and its surface is burning with fierce black fire...
The fly whisks held by a few people are like tree roots rooted in the earth, and spread in all directions like spider webs and silk threads, covering the entire mountain where the altar is gathered.
In the center of the altar, the huge demon strung up by iron needles has long since disappeared.
The tearing and consuming screams and the black light rising into the sky came from this iron needle.
"fall."
The man with wings on his back and a head full of petals gave an order, and the altar of the fierce god buzzed loudly. Outside the mountains, the red spell dimmed instantly, and wisps of mysterious power quickly gathered at the top of the mountains, and poured into the earth along the formation lines inside.
.
The next moment, black smoke clouds rose from all over the place, rushing left and right in various shapes, trying to break through the forbidden area woven by the fly whisk.
The sky also saw streaks of pale lightning, which were caught by the iron needles and spread into a thunder net in an instant, confronting the forbidden area woven by the fly whisk.
Between the two, something seems to be gestating and brewing.
At this time, the monsters around the altar had returned to human form, staring at the three inscriptions on the altar without blinking.
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The most remote deserted town in the desert.
A residence for wild people living on the only street in the deserted town.
A group of ten people have been watching the area since yesterday.
Enduring the stench that filled the house and enduring the psychological discomfort, I witnessed the chaotic ethical life of this savage family, like wild beasts.
"I can't blame the people of the ancient town for rejecting you. Apart from having a similar appearance to our human race, how are the wild people different from the wild beasts in other places?"
Jiang Caizhu whispered.
Guan Ling remained silent.
Anchang held the divination compass stained with blood, his eyes turning white.
The long-bearded man stood next to Jiang Caizhu, with his hands in his sleeves, like an idle man at home.
The muscular man with a beard looked at it with great interest.
The rest of the people either had their eyes closed and were concentrating, or their faces were expressionless, with different expressions.
Sudden,
Anchang opened his eyes.
The compass was trembling, and it had a tendency to break free from its control.
This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"How does it count?"
Guan Ling asked hurriedly.
Anchang spat out a handful of blood mist and enveloped the compass, finally suppressing the abnormality, and shouted in a deep voice: "The evil spirit has been born, we can take action."
The bearded man brandished his spear, but was stopped by Guan Ling.
"Don't rush."
I saw him taking out a scroll from nowhere and unfolding it gently.
"Picture of One Hundred Evils, you actually plan to use this thing to intensify evil spirits."
Zang Rongrong's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and thought quickly.
Jiang Caizhu and others didn't know why.
Zang Rongrong said quickly: "You want to sacrifice all the wild people in the deserted town to improve the quality of the evil spirits."
Guan Ling's face was grim, and he nodded and admitted: "Yes, ordinary evil spirits, after being refined, become monks. They are just Jinyang and the like. They can only bully us mortals. The wild people in the wasteland are not of my race. Use
It’s best to make a sacrifice.”
"That's cruel enough." The muscular man with the beard clicked his tongue several times.
"But aren't you afraid that we won't be able to hold on and become human sacrifices?"
Before Zang Rongrong finished speaking, Guan Ling and Anchang had already come together. One of them was holding a bloody divination compass, his eyes rolled back, and he was chanting loudly. The other was holding a picture of hundreds of evils and laughing wildly, with blood flowing from both hands, and they were all absorbed by the picture.
.
"At this point, we all rely on our own abilities. There is only one evil spirit, and the one with the ability will live in it."
boom--
The Picture of All Evils smashed into surrounding houses, swelled in the wind, and hung upside down over the deserted town in an instant. The people and words on the picture seemed to have come to life, and countless murmurs sounded, noisy, manic, indifferent, and sinister...
....It makes people go crazy after listening to it.
Guan Ling and Anchang fell out too quickly.
The remaining eight people were divided into several camps in an instant. Jiang Caizhu and the long-bearded man were together, the bearded man was alone, and Zang Rongrong was alone. The remaining five people, who had always been low-key, unexpectedly came together quietly.
However, no one can be alone at this time.
"Keep your mind strong and don't let evil thoughts arise."
An old man among the five people put a yellow talisman on everyone, then took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms and sat cross-legged on the ground. The next moment, a golden cover floated around the five people, blocking out everything from the outside world.
"The calming talisman, the Buddha's sound array, what a great work."
The bearded man transformed into a blood dragon and appeared near the five people in the blink of an eye. The spear was wrapped in the blood evil spirit and he stabbed with all his strength. It pierced the golden cover without any hindrance. The tip of the spear pierced the old man with a pop.
head.
The other four people watched helplessly and had no time to stop it.
Snapped.
The beads fall.
The Buddha's sound array collapsed.
"Hahahaha, kill one first."
The bearded man withdrew his spear, and a shadow of Shura appeared faintly behind him. A bloody eye shadow appeared in the corner of his eyes. His cultivation level increased dramatically in the form of blood evil energy, which was visible to the naked eye.
"Let's do it together."
The remaining four people roared angrily and each launched a powerful offensive.
The bearded man was surrounded by four people, waving his spear, sometimes laughing heartily, sometimes sarcastically, "Not enough, you are not enough."
As he spoke, the gun came out like a dragon, and the bloody energy was like a long whip, tearing the dilapidated house into pieces, and the ground seemed to have been plowed.
For a moment, the four perfect disciples of Gu Yuan Gong who were trying their best were overwhelmed by the strong man with a beard and were unable to breathe.
On the other side, Zang Rongrong was alone for a day, distanced herself from everyone, and witnessed the power of the bearded man. She was not afraid at all. Instead, she jumped up to the highest roof and looked at more and more wild people pouring out of the street. They looked serious.
"Now that the Picture of One Hundred Evils has come out, the evil spirits can almost stand it no longer, but where is the owner?"
"We were deceived. The wild man before was not the evil host." Jiang Caizhu and the long-bearded man were back to back. They also had a yellow talisman attached to their bodies, which was obviously a calming talisman.
Since they dare to plot against evil spirits, they will certainly not be unprepared.
The Calming Talisman can allow them to endure for a while under the impact of evil thoughts.
But they didn't expect that Guan Ling would get the Picture of All Evils.
"What should we do? Should we control Zang Rongrong immediately?" Jiang Caizhu said hurriedly.
"Wait a minute." The long-bearded man looked at the crowd of wild people coming in like a tide, and then looked at the bearded man with one against four.
"Shura is warlike, bloodthirsty and cruel. He can survive the evil plots, but he will never be able to withstand the evil evil. He wants to get rid of everyone when the evil evil is completely intensified. We can just hide."
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