Seeing this white-clothed envoy asking, most of the people of the Bai family who did not have a high position in the shrine lowered their heads, and only a few pavilion elders looked at each other.

There was a moment of silence.

The elder of the second pavilion, who was the oldest among them, said slowly: "Lord Hui Divine Envoy, after we carefully followed the decree of the Snow Mountain Divine Law to investigate, we found that the human race did not have any hidden background, but only obtained the divine channel technique by transplanting the superficial means of 'killing crystals'. ”

"Transplanting Killing Crystals?"

Hearing the word Kill Crystal, a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed divine envoy.

Erge Lao hurriedly explained: "It is to transplant the killing crystal in the 'ominous' body into their human body, and turn a person into a strange thing that is neither human nor ghost. Although the side effects of this method are significant, the effect is particularly significant. ”

The white-clothed divine envoy snorted coldly and said, "Dirty!"

Seeing that he had achieved the effect he wanted, the second pavilion elder was immediately overjoyed, and took advantage of the situation to arch his hand and said: "By the way, there is still one thing to give to the Lord of the Ming Gods, although those human races are willing to degenerate, dirty and filthy, but the cultivation in exchange is real." ”

"Recently, they even have a fifth-order cultivator 'Inhuman', whose momentum is unmatched, and his actions are arrogant and domineering, and he almost regards several of our Spirit Clans as his vassals. What is even more hateful is that many of our people have been deceived by him and have joined him in the same stream. Their reverence and devotion to the gods of the snow-capped mountains gradually faded, and they were even about to break away from the embrace of the gods. ”

These words made the white-clothed divine envoy frown.

Although she knew that the old guy in front of her was using her to exclude dissidents, it was not contrary to her interests.

For the god of the snowy mountain, the most important thing is naturally the believer and the faith, compared to the believer, everything else has to stand aside.

"Those who are bewitched are thorns in your side, right?"

The white-clothed divine envoy glanced at the second pavilion elder who was kneeling on the ground, and struck a sentence lightly and heavily.

This person dared to act for the gods with selfish intentions and took advantage of her, if it weren't for the fact that it was still of some use, the white-clothed divine envoy wouldn't even mind slapping him to death with one palm.

Forced by the momentum of the white-clothed divine envoy, the second pavilion elder suddenly sweated, his face turned pale, and he knelt in place and couldn't say a word.

"Hmph. ”

Giving him a small warning, the white-clothed divine envoy snorted coldly, restrained his momentum, and said, "God is kind to the world, since you say that someone is indifferent to the belief in the gods, it must be that you have never seen miracles with your own eyes. As long as he is bathed in the light, he will surely regain his devotion to the gods. ”

Hearing the meaning of the white-clothed divine envoy's words, the second pavilion boss was overjoyed, and turned his head to the person behind him: "Don't go and bring the two ancestors and grandsons of the day yet." ”

"Yes. ”

After the order went down, the elder of the second pavilion was full of smiles and explained to the white-clothed envoy: "Lord Divine Envoy, these two people are deeply bewitched by the human race, talking nonsense all day long, and they are still preaching everywhere in the clan that the gods are our enemies, and they are clever in their tongues, luring and encouraging others to rebel against the gods and break away from their belief in the gods. ”

"Not only that, but that day luck is even more blatant disrespect. He fused the 'Killing Crystal' into his body and defiled the blood of the gods, so as to obtain the various evil arts of the 'ominous'. This man's sin is extremely evil, and his grandfather is also covering up and doting on him, and even such a great event as the arrival of the divine envoy is deliberately called sick and avoided it, which is really a great sin, and I hope that the divine envoy can severely punish these two people to set an example!"

The white-clothed divine envoy glanced at him lightly, with a hint of disgust in his beautiful eyes, and said, "God loves his followers, even if he is a lost lamb, God will guide him back to the right path." It is not good that you are so angry, and it seems that you also need to be bathed in the light and receive God's guidance. ”

"Huh?"

The second pavilion was stunned.

Others don't understand what this "holy light" is, but he understands that it is a supernatural ritual that manipulates consciousness, and the effect is extremely domineering, which can transform a person who does not believe in ghosts and gods into an extremely determined believer in gods.

It can be said that it forcibly interferes in the human mind, turning a living person into an instrument for providing faith.

He originally wanted to borrow the white-clothed god to make his hand and get rid of the two ancestors and grandsons of the day, but he never thought that he would put himself in it.

"Or not... Isn't it?"

Erge Lao Qiang smiled, squeezing out a pale smile.

Sweating profusely, a dense layer of goosebumps floated on his arms.

The sweat just now was forced by the momentum of the white-clothed divine envoy, but the sweat at this time was scared alive.

If he is bathed in "holy light", is he still him?

Before he could fully understand this question, the white-clothed divine envoy had already straightened his face, stared at him and said word by word: "Although God is benevolent, he will never tolerate evil infidels, if you don't want to bathe in the holy light of mercy, then experience the mighty divine might." ”

The old man of the second pavilion changed his complexion, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and begged: "Hope God makes your lord for the sake of my Bai family's many years of service to the Snow Mountain God, spare me, spare me......"

The white-clothed divine envoy turned around and said calmly: "Your Bai family is not doing well, and the gods are already very dissatisfied. However, the gods are benevolent and do not want to punish them easily, so they have sent this seat to the lower realm, so that all of you in the Bai family can bathe in the 'holy light' and thank God for his kindness. ”

Let's talk about it.

On the statue of the cold man enshrined in the shrine, a golden divine light suddenly descended, and the divine power was mighty, enveloping everyone in the shrine.

Everyone's eyes suddenly became foggy.

Moment.

When the holy light dissipated, the look of resistance in the eyes of the elder of the second pavilion had disappeared without a trace, and his face was full of fanaticism, and he said respectfully: "Thank you to the gods, thank you." ”

Everyone behind him said in unison, and their expressions were extremely fanatical: "Thank you to the gods, thank you." ”

The white-clothed envoy waved his hand in satisfaction and said, "From now on, everyone will be God's people, brothers and sisters." Since God has spared no hesitation in sending light to wash away your ignorance, then you should be more united in one mind and do a good job for the gods. ”

"Obey the teachings of the Divine Commandment. ”

After the white-clothed envoy had some more words, his voice subsided, and the shrine became quiet.

Not much.

Bai Yun, who was cultivating in the house, stepped into the shrine one after the other with his grandfather Bai Yuantu.

Looking at the unusually quiet people in the shrine, and then seeing the domineering white-clothed envoy at the front of the crowd, Bai Yun's brows frowned slightly, looked at the second pavilion elder, and said, "Who is this?"

The Bai Family Shrine has always been only accessible to the middle and high-level members of the clan, and ordinary disciples are not even allowed to approach, why are so many clansmen gathered here at this time?

The person who led the way for him did not make it clear, but said that the family was discussing in the shrine and invited their grandparents and grandchildren to come over.

Bai Tianyun thought that these old immortals were going to discuss the next development plan of the family with him, but now that he looks, the situation does not seem to be the case.

What is especially terrifying is that the expressions on the faces of these people in the shrine seem to be completely consistent, faintly fanatical, like crazy people, and like puppets who are completely manipulated.

He and his grandfather Bai Yuantu glanced at each other, and the two suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Just about to quietly retreat.

"Squeak~"

The door to the shrine was shut, and darkness fell inside.

Immediately after, a golden holy light descended, enveloping Bai Yun and Bai Yuantu.

Daytime's will is very tenacious.

The expression on Ying Ting's face was distorted, confronting this terrifying "holy light".

He could feel that there was a demagogic divine power in this light, which could make you change your mind from the bottom of your heart and change one's inner self beyond recognition.

"Ahhh!!h

During the day, the seven orifices were bleeding, the green tendons on his neck were pounding, and he roared desperately, and a beast-like roar came out of his throat.

Whoever loves to kneel, let him kneel.

He never wanted to be a slave!

In the shrine, the group of Baijia Pavilion elders who had already bathed in the "holy light" gradually gathered around, each with an unkind look on their faces.

The white-clothed divine envoy coldly ordered: "Catch them." ”

The second pavilion elder was the first to pounce towards Bai Yun, like a vicious dog pounced on food, and the others were also not left behind, like a stack of arhats, and pressed towards Bai Yun.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred!

"Buzz"!

A clear sword groan came from the air, and then, a little cold light flashed, and the Falling Star Sword of Bai Yun flew over from afar, breaking through the gate of the shrine, and the sharp sword body directly pierced the second pavilion elder and others through a sugar gourd.

The speed of the flying sword was amazing, and even the white-clothed divine envoy did not block it, and flew in front of Bai Yun.

Bai Yun's face in the "Holy Light" turned happy and shouted, "Good brother!"

With the Falling Star Sword in his hand, his whole person's momentum changed, becoming extremely cold, and he directly slashed out with a sword, splitting the statue of the Snow Mountain on the shrine in half.

"Boom"!

The idol fell into the mud and turned into a pile of debris.

The golden light slowly dissipated and receded like a tide.

All this happened too quickly, and by the time the white-clothed envoy reacted, the statue was already dusty.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly ignited with rage, and the divine light in her hand flashed, and a white thin-bladed long sword appeared out of thin air, stabbing at Bai Yun.

In just an instant, she crossed the distance between the two, and the tip of her sword reached the center of Bai Yun's eyebrows.

Bai Yun was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly picked up the Falling Star Sword to block it.

"Shui "!

The thin-bladed long sword in the hand of the white-clothed divine envoy was broken into two under the fierce collision just now.

Although this is the case, the day's luck is not good, and the body retreats violently under this blow, and all the internal organs have to be displaced, and a mouthful of blood almost spurts out.

Even the Falling Star Sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

He slowly stood still, staring at the white-clothed envoy with an ugly face, his eyes wary.

From Fang Cai's blow, he sensed that the cultivation of this white-clothed divine envoy was much higher than him, and it was not something he could match at this time.

If it weren't for the fact that the spirit weapon in the hands of this white-clothed god was too poor, Fang Cai's sword, he would have died.

"Yun'er, let's go!"

Bai Yun can see the strength of this white-clothed divine envoy, and Bai Yuantu can naturally see it. He had the heart to help, but he was entangled by these fanatical believers in the shrine and couldn't get out.

So he could only yell and remind Bai Yun to flee quickly.

"Grandfather!"

Bai Yun struggled to slash out a sword, but was easily stopped by the white-clothed divine envoy in front of him.

I saw her staring at the Falling Star Sword in Bai Tianyun's hand at this time, her eyes were extremely greedy: "Want to leave, no one can leave today!"

Seeing her bully up, she reached out and grabbed Bai Tianyun, and Bai Yuantu on the side was stunned.

"Roar!"

He roared, his body suddenly merged with the long sword in his hand, his soul was burning, and his momentum skyrocketed to a terrifying level.

Starlight fell from the nine heavens, differentiating into thousands of sword lights, layer upon layer, firmly sealing everyone in the shrine.

It is the secret technique of the Bai family - "Meteor Sword Technique".

At this time, Bai Yuantu, a spiritual cultivator who had perfected the Divine Refining Realm, sacrificed his life, and the sword light was already sharp to a terrifying level, and Rao is white-clothed divine envoy could only temporarily avoid its edge.

"Yun'er, let's go!!"

Bai Yuantu yelled.

"Grandfather, you..." Bai Yun felt sad in his heart, seeing that Bai Yuantu's divine soul and spirit body were burning rapidly, but there was nothing he could do.

"Let's go !!"

Bai Yunben was a person with a tough heart, but when he saw Bai Yuantu's appearance at this time, he knew that he would not live long, and if he dragged it on, both of them would die.

It was he who sighed heavily, no longer hesitated, cut open a spatial rift, and fled towards the main world.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Bai Yuantu suddenly became like a deflated ball, and the whole person suddenly became languishing and fell from the air.

When he hit the ground, he was no longer breathing.

The white-clothed divine envoy walked over with a gloomy face, looked at the direction where Bai Yuncai had fled, and was silent for a long time.

......

Qingzhou.

In the Qilian Mountains.

With the cooperation of Chu Xiao and the other demon slayers, Zhao Ting easily found out the hiding place of the feminine man.

This time, he deliberately kept an eye on it, and did not slap the feminine man into meat sauce, but directly annihilated his demon spirit, and preserved the body of the feminine man's demon clan intact.

When Chu Xiao arrived with someone, Zhao Ting handed over the intact body of the feminine man to him and asked him to make it public in order to appease the "unknown" family members and friends who were killed.

Of course, before killing this feminine man, Zhao Ting did not forget to invade his sea of knowledge.

Although there is also a ban in this feminine man's knowledge of the sea, it is not strong, and Zhao Ting invaded it with three times and five divided by two.

It's a pity that although this person is a genius of the demon race, he has no background of origin, he is a typical poor boy, and he doesn't know anything about the demon army's marching plan.

Not even the old ghost of the Fog Shadow that Zhao Ting had killed before knew much.

However, in his memory, Zhao Ting still got something useful.

The appearance of the other two demon scouts and their hiding places!

Cangzhou!

After knowing the approximate range, and with Chu Xiao's tracking helmet, Zhao Ting easily locked the specific location of the remaining two.

Ironically, when he arrived.

The two demon scouts had already set up the Spirit Pattern Formation and were ready to return to the Hell ahead of schedule.

Maybe the other four companions died too strangely, which made them think that the ancestral star is dangerous.

Although the two were going to run away, Zhao Ting didn't want to let them go.

He killed one and released the other.

Anyway, these demon scouts have come this time, and they haven't found any news, and letting one go back is not only harmless, but it can also cause some deterrence to those demon lords, so why not?

"Go back and tell you the Demon Lord that the ancestral star is not a place he can covet, understand?"

Seeing that his companion was slapped on the head by Zhao Ting's palm, like smashing a watermelon, red and green sprayed out together, how dare the surviving demon scouts not agree?

He nodded resignedly and said, "Ming... Got it. ”

Zhao Ting was very satisfied, and waved his hand and said, "Get out." ”