"Crackle!"

A flash of white lightning streaked across the sky, and the dim sky brightened for a moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Through the brief light, a small hill could be seen, and there was a pitch-black building halfway up the mountain, and several vague figures were standing in front of the building's door.

"Squeak~"

There was a goosebump-inducing grinding sound, and the old and heavy wooden door was slowly pushed open.

"Whew!"

In the darkness, one of the people could be seen flicking a finger and all the candles in the house were lit.

The open door allowed the wind to pour in, making the candle flame sway.

Several long figures, under the flickering candle flames, opened their teeth and claws like demons and monsters.

"This is it," said the man, looking up at the statue of the god in the room, whose face was clearly visible in the light of the fire, and it was dead wood.

"Then let's do it! This little god is no match for us. "Obviously, the hateful crowd can't wait, and they are eager to try.

Unexpectedly, Deadwood waved his hand and said slowly: "Don't worry, let's take the opportunity to see if the guys are good or not." ”

As he spoke, he took out a stick of blasphemous incense and prepared to light it.

"Ha!" At this moment, a man came from the side, he yawned, just in time to see the dead wood holding an incense stick ready to light it, and said, "What are you doing here at night? ”

This is the temple blessing of this small temple, and when I heard the movement, I got up to check the situation, as for the danger, in a world where the gods really exist, do you still need to worry about this in the temple?

The sudden appearance of the temple blessing did not affect the movement of the dead wood at all, and he didn't even look at it, so naturally someone else froze it.

"Peng~"

A small flame sprang up, lighting the blasphemous incense that was inserted in the incense burner.

A little red star was lit, and the blasphemous incense was lit.

Immediately afterward, a foul smell diffused, a collection of filth, just smelling it made people's brains dizzy and their spirits swayed.

"Crackle!"

Another flash of lightning lit up, and the dead wood's eyes fell on the idol, which was a blue-faced and fanged god, which seemed to be a mountain god.

Frowning, Deadwood thought for a moment, is it really okay for such a guy to be a god?

At the same time, in a spiritual realm.

The spiritual realm here is not very big, and there are no pavilions and other buildings, but there is a small one, and there are many caves and thatched houses on the mountain.

Countless strange-shaped creatures wandered in the spiritual realm, and in the very center of the spiritual realm, a two-zhang tall god could be seen feasting.

Maybe it's a bit wrong to say that the feast is a little wrong, but it should be a barrage's barbecue party.

Okay! Aside from the terrible and chaotic scene, let's take a look at the sudden wisps of yellow mist that appear in the spiritual realm.

"Hahaha! Come, eat, eat. ”

"This is a good wine offered by believers, come and drink it~"

……

One after another shouted and shouted, letting people know that these green-faced and fanged guys were not uncivilized savages, and it was obvious that their intelligence was not low.

It's just that these happy guys didn't notice that wisps of yellow mist began to spread in the spiritual realm.

"Zizi~"

All the souls that were touched by the mist were like touching sulfuric acid, and they all died out.

It's just that it's obvious that these ordinary soul bodies are not the target of the yellow mist, but they are just corroded by the encounter, and the yellow mist is like a big snake, winding up, and the target is the mountain god on the mountain.

"Uh, what's going on? What is this?"

Although his head began to get confused, on his own territory, the green-faced mountain god quickly discovered the abnormality.

It's just that this is fast, but it still doesn't come as fast as the yellow mist, just a few strokes, and the mist comes to the eyes of a dry person.

This time, just like taking a stimulant, the mist felt the breath of the gods, and immediately took the initiative to entangle it.

"What is it?" exclaimed again, the drunkenness of his whole body was swept away by divine power, and the blue-faced mountain god was immediately ready to dodge, after all, something of unknown origin, who would dare to touch it?

It's just that this is destined to be in vain, and the speed of the fog spreading has increased dramatically, and it is like a precision-guided missile installed, and it instantly wraps around the mountain god's body.

"What a terrible smell. ”

The mountain god only felt a foul smell coming from the surface, and then his head was dizzy, and it seemed that it was difficult to support it.

And, as the fog increased, something even more frightening.

I only saw a trace of mist as if it was alive, and it actually soaked into the inside of the body.

Decay, decay and collapse.

Under this inexplicable mist, the divine body began to decline sharply, and even more terrifying things were that wisps of yellow mist that did not know when it had invaded, and it had been entangled in the divine position.

This is the root of a god, and this is simply the root of his life, so as soon as he found out about it, he panicked.

Moreover, this is not the worst fact, the worst thing is that with all these strange changes, the mountain god can easily feel that his strength is rapidly decreasing, so low that it is difficult to protect himself.

"What the hell is this?"

The mountain god roared angrily, but it sounded a little lacking in energy, and fear and panic filled it.

In fact, what he didn't know was that although the blasphemy incense was terrifying, it was not impossible to expel it, and the stupidest way was to spend time grinding off the power of the blasphemy incense little by little, and it would naturally be restored to its original state.

Of course, the use of blasphemy incense generally means that the lore is coming, and there is no chance to recover slowly.

At this time, Deadwood saw the rapid decline of the aura on the statue outside, and knew that the blasphemous incense had played a role, so he said, "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

After speaking, he flicked his fingers and strode into the spirit realm, and the others naturally followed.

"Who is it?" The outsider in the spirit realm was discovered by the Deleted God in an instant, and then he seemed to understand something, and he was angry: "It's you, it's you who made the ghost, right!!"

Although it was a question, the mountain god was almost sure. However, he was not brain-dead enough to threaten the other party, but calmed down.

"Who are you, and why are you dealing with me?" was the question he wanted to know most at this time.

It's just that Deadwood didn't pay attention to his meaning at all, but stepped out, and slapped his palm at the mountain god.

Although his cultivation plummeted, the mountain god did not mean to be restrained, and hurriedly resisted.

This is exactly what the dead wood means, and in a few fights, he got the answer he wanted.

(To be continued.) )