Chapter 163: Harvest God
"Chang Le, let's go save people!"
Ye Xuan gave an order, and the two of them swooped down the mountain.
The villagers on the other side of the altar found out about the situation, panicked, set up the offering table, and wanted to continue the sacrifice.
"Pure source, quiet and natural!"
Ye Xuanwei shouted, like an ice water empowerment, which made the hearts of all the villagers cold, their eyes were a little clearer, and the suicide action stopped.
Chang Le secretly said that there was a good opportunity, and the fire soul knife came out of its sheath, and quickly approached the altar, vowing to cut down the idol with one sword.
Phew-
Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the woods.
A black-backed and white-faced long-tailed monkey rushed out, arms above knees, fangs jagged, and a fierce look.
The most important thing is that this long-tailed monkey is 1.7 meters tall, which is nothing among humans, but among monkeys, it is a giant-like existence.
Moreover, in its hand, it also holds an egg-thick, rebar eyebrow stick, exuding a faint golden glow. On the long tail of nearly two meters, there is a pale gold dagger, which is the same as Uncle Wang's!
"Boss, I'll deal with this monkey, you go and save people!"
Chang Le shouted, carrying a knife, and became entangled with the long-tailed monkey.
Because there are examples of wild boar king clouded leopards, Chang Le didn't dare to take it lightly, but she still underestimated this divine servant.
As soon as it came up, it was a set of high-grade martial arts "Spirit Monkey Twelve Sticks", with orderly rules and fierce offensives. If the martial arts creator comes back from the dead, he will have to be scared to death when he sees this scene. Because of the human-level martial arts, it actually used the effect of the ground level.
In fact, many of the famous martial arts are simulated animal habits, such as tiger fist, monkey stick, mantis fist, and snake fist!
And this long-tailed monkey can actually use two things, the stick in his hand is wide open and closed, fierce and uncast, and the dagger on his tail is vivid, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. A set of combinations, playing Changle hugging the head of the rat!
The Twelve Seals of Yuanyang, although it is a heaven-level martial art, is a health preservation sword technique after all, and Chang Le's cultivation time is very short, so he has no power to parry at all.
Ye Xuan's side is not comfortable either!
As soon as he approached the altar, his back suddenly cooled, and his hairs stood on end.
Ye Xuan didn't think about it, and as soon as he dodged, he saw a dark green wooden flying sword, slashing past him.
It's actually Fan Lao!
At such a critical moment, sneak attack on Ye Xuan.
Jiang Yifan and other academic martial arts masters took the opportunity to surround Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan said coldly: "Are you crazy!"
Jiang Yifan sneered: "We're not crazy, you better wait until the end of the sacrifice for me before you do it!"
"No, you're really crazy! Eighteen lives are spared for the sake of a little divine substance!"
Ye Xuan's face was frosty, he thought with his toes, and he knew what this group of people were thinking about defecting before the battle.
Fan Lao said very calmly: "People don't want to destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, since these eighteen people want to serve the evil gods with their bodies, let them go!
At the same time!
On the side of the altar, too, there was a change.
A golden light erupted from the statue of Huanghuali, which was divided into eighteen parts and thrown into the eyebrows of the eighteen villagers.
Suddenly, religious fanaticism burned in the eyes of the villagers.
"Believe in the harvest god, harvest every year!"
"Believe in the harvest god, harvest every year!"
"Believe in the harvest god, harvest every year!"
With one high slogan, the cold tip of the knife pierced into the beating heart.
The sacrifice has reached its climax!
The hard work of the eighteen villagers, pulled by the altar, gushed out like a high-pressure water pipe, staining half of the altar red.
The ancient runes seemed to come to life, greedily absorbing the blood, emitting a rich blood light.
And the place where the blood light converges is the idol in the center of the altar.
At this time!
The statue of Huanghuali is already full of cracks, and its whole body is shining with gold and red light, like a broken giant egg, as if there is some amazing existence about to be born!
"A group of mortals, selfish and ignorant, infighting, and want to stop the sacrifice of this god!"
Rumble!
The idol burst open.
The dazzling golden light soared into the sky, and a thick and sacred aura permeated.
On the altar, a god stood in the air, half virtual and half real, with a golden light. He is a middle-aged man, wearing a melon skin hat, a long robe painted with runes, and a rich mole at the corner of his mouth, which is radiant!
It is the harvest god of Wangjia Village, Wang Shude!
His strength is probably in the Night Wandering Realm, but relying on divine matter, he can not only act during the day, but also manifest his true body.
"Haha! He is a god, he must have condensed a lot of divine substance!"
Jiang Yifan was overjoyed, pulled out the Qingjian sword, and was about to go up to kill the gods!
Wang Shude's calm face showed a hint of sneer, and said solemnly:
"He who maintains the power of God will be blessed in the end!"
His fingertips condensed a mysterious substance that was the size of a mung bean and three points brighter than pure gold, it was really the divinity that Jiang Yifan had dreamed of!
A little divinity, turned into a golden mang, and slammed into the eyebrows of the long-tailed monkey.
"Roar!!
The long-tailed monkey seems to have eaten a peerless tonic, the roots of the monkey's hair stand upside down, the muscles are like a balloon that has been blown up, and its strength is soaring!
After a while, the long-tailed monkey was one layer taller, with high muscles all over its body, and there was no trace of monkey dexterity on its body, but it looked like a powerful black-backed gorilla. The sticks in his hands were even more ferocious, dancing like an iron whirlwind, shattering everything.
"Chang Le, don't go head-to-head with the long-tailed monkey this time, he has accepted the divine grace, and you are not his opponent. Ye Xuan hurriedly reminded.
Blessing is the power of a small amount of incense!
Baptism is the power of a lot of incense!
Divine grace is the gift of divine substance!
This long-tailed monkey was boosted by the seedlings of divine substances, and his strength had reached the realm of the five heavens of martial arts and the five internal organs! Chang Le was not his opponent at all.
"Hehe, two cowards, what is so scary about a monkey!"
Jiang Yifan laughed, didn't care about Ye Xuan's warning, picked up the Qingjian sword, and directly met it.
The camp was attacked before, and the team suffered heavy losses, although everyone didn't say anything, but they secretly had a lot of complaints about Jiang Yifan, plus Ye Xuan Changle killed the two divine servants, everyone unconsciously glanced down at Jiang Yifan again!
Therefore, Jiang Yifan has a fire in his heart, and he has always wanted to find an opportunity to make a name for himself, and this long-tailed monkey is his stepping stone!
But he muttered about the strength of the long-tailed monkey from afar, even if there were four generations of divine soldiers, they were on a par with it.
"Senior Brother Jiang, let's help you!"
Several academy experts came to help, with Jiang Yifan as the center, besieged the long-tailed monkey and successfully gained the upper hand.
However!
Wang Shude didn't watch from the wall, and shouted:
"Those who provoke Shenwei will be punished after all!"
With a wave of his hand, a large amount of golden light converged into a stream, and in the blink of an eye, it washed down.
This kind of formless and qualitative attack, the sword can't prevent it at all, and there is no true qi to protect the body, and a group of academics only feel that their brains have been hit by a hammer, and they are dizzy, and they lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.
Only Jiang Yifan of the Fifth Heaven was slightly better, but the long-tailed monkey's attack was too fierce, and he could only parry it with difficulty alone!
See this!
Fan Lao was anxious and angry, he didn't expect that so many martial arts masters would be forced by the other party with a few moves.
"Your name is Jiang Tingting, right, protect my body!"
Jiang Tingting looked confused, she just came to kill the gods with the mentality of an outing, who knew that the harvest god was so powerful, she was so frightened that she shrank behind and didn't dare to make a move.
But at this critical moment, she can't be allowed to be in a daze, Fan Lao entrusted him with a heavy task, and with a slap of his head, his soul immediately escaped into the magic weapon, and the human weapon was one!
He is in the realm of night travel, unable to move during the day, and can only be comfortable when he is shrunk in the magic weapon!
After the wooden sword escaped into the divine soul, the dark green brilliance skyrocketed, wrapped in a rich wood aura, and stabbed directly at the harvest god on the altar!
A big war is about to break out.
Chang Le was uneasy in his heart, quickly shrunk to Ye Xuan's side, and said nervously: "Boss, this harvest god is a little fierce!"
Ye Xuan's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "I guessed wrong before, this Wang Shude is not a small god in the mountains, but a part of the fragmented inheritance of the incense into the Divine Dao, what he used just now is the long-lost divine technique!"
Chang Le's heart tightened, and he hurriedly scimitarized: "What, it has something to do with incense becoming a god, what are you really afraid of! Can Fan Lao defeat the Harvest God?"
Ye Xuan shook his head and said:
"It's very difficult! Because I suspect that Wang Shude has already condensed the artifact!"
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