"Kill!"

Where is Mu Yu still half old at this time, a black longbow that has been sharpened reflects the cold light of the forest, and the rising momentum turns into wolf smoke, stirring the qi of a region to change constantly. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He only had time to shoot a few arrows before the attacking monk was already in front of him.

In the face of a dangerous and rare bow cultivator, all the monks who came to attack were relieved, can you, a guy who is far beyond the attack, compare to these body cultivators?

Mu Yu naturally understood their thoughts, but only responded with a disdainful sneer.

"No matter what the cultivation is

, I'm Mu Yu...... But a hunter.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he slid forward without retreating, and everyone heard a whisper in their ears: "Bow Killing Technique!"

Everyone could only see the black light flickering, and before they could even see what was going on, a few of the fastest monks had already stopped, and then the whole person was cut into several pieces.

Everyone was frightened, knowing that there was a ghost fairy in the middle, how could it be solved so easily.

Looking at Mu Yu again, it seems that he is a little older, but the fierce momentum has not decreased in the slightest.

All things in heaven and earth can attain enlightenment, let alone the way of the bow. It's extremely rare, but it's not non-existent.

There are many amazing talents, and it is obvious that Mu Yu is one of them, and he actually created his own bow technique.

Jiao Zuo's eyes were a little surprised, but they turned to ruthlessness: "It's a little interesting, but it's also a dead person." ”

Mu Yu couldn't care about Jiao Zuo's thoughts at this time, he stood with a bow, and with a twist in his hand, another black light crossed the sky.

"Boom!"

A monk who tried to unleash a spell attack from a distance was blasted to pieces, which also made the others stop the idea of attacking from a distance.

Mu Yu's eyes swept over, and this was definitely the peak moment of his voice, unknown for hundreds of years, and the thought moved the heavens and the earth.

At this time, all other thoughts have been left behind by him, what immortality, what god position disputes, all these are no longer the most important.

The bow, or the way of the bow, was all that was on his mind at this point.

Only by attaining the Tao can we attain enlightenment.

I don't know who said this, and I don't know if it makes sense, but Mu Yu really felt that he had touched the Dao.

Although his life was constantly passing, and he almost lost the opportunity to reincarnate and rebuild, his state was getting better and better.

Facing such a Mu Yu, as his gaze moved, no one dared to look at him, and even most of them moved their steps slightly.

This is not only because he is afraid of his strength, but also because he is not worth it, everyone can see what kind of state he is, can everyone fight with such a dying person?

Seeing that the invading enemy had no desire to attack, Mu Yu moved instead, what if he didn't take advantage of the last opportunity to indulge?

Heimu Village has been turned into a battlefield, although the number of participants is small, but the destructive power is not small.

And in the Black Wood Village, in front of a brand-new temple, thousands of people, large and small, are gathering here.

Several elderly people are standing in front of the temple door, rows of incense tables are placed in front of them, and it is impossible to have fewer incense and candles, although there are many people, but the scene is silent, only the sound of battle from time to time in the distance sometimes makes people full of worry.

At this time, every second is precious, and even the elderly who are impaired with mobility have become agile and have quickly completed the arrangement.

Offer incense, kneel on the ground, and pray.

"The great god of Yin Si is above, the small people are the believers of Heimu Village, Mu Mian, since he knows the power of the great god so far, he is worshiped at four o'clock, and there is no shortage of three animals, and now the evil people break in, and want to destroy the temple, five thousand believers in Heimu Village kneel down to ask the god to descend the divine power, and God will punish such thieves. ”

The custom of worshipping and worshiping the gods has been passed down for a long time, but there are too few times when they are truly holy.

And even if there are saints, most of them are some gods, true gods, or simply evil spirits and ghosts to charm people's hearts.

Therefore, such sacrifices are often formalistic, and few people simply rely on this to invite the sacred.

If it weren't for being cornered this time, if it weren't for the endorsement of Mu Yu, the owner of Heimu Village, the people of Heimu Village, the people of Heimu Village would not have pinned their hopes on this.

But by this time, the enemy had already reached the door, and his own family had already stood in line, and everything could only go on hard.

Mu Mian stood in front of the temple, with a slight regret in his heart, he didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, but at this age, did he still have a choice?

Just slightly distracted, Mu Mian retracted his mind, felt the majesty of the ghosts and gods, and hurriedly muttered: "Sincerity is spirituality!

After all, he is not a true believer in ghosts and gods, and he only chooses to take sides for the sake of profit.

Such an existence, if it was not even a chance to turn over when Shinto was prosperous, let alone a ghost or god manifestation, but now it doesn't matter, as long as the interests are the same, what about the manifestation?

These considerations are weighed by the ghosts and gods of the Yin Division, in fact, even if they don't worship, the bull head will not sit idly by, after all, this is a small number of places that have been completely poured into the Yin Division, how can they be allowed to perish.

So almost not long after the worship began, the temple was already out of phase.

As the coercion of the suffocating god continued to intensify, the gloomy but majestic power that belonged to Yin Si began to intensify, and finally a pitch-black door was opened, and a ghost god in a famous robe and majesty walked out of it.

Judges, bull-headed horses, black and white impermanence, soul-detaining messengers, all kinds of yin ghosts and gods gathered together, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the black pressure clouds could almost be pressed to the top of the head, which made people unconsciously depressed.

Although it seemed that the ghosts and gods of the underworld were no different from the evil spirits, none of the people present dared to think so.

The divine power that penetrates deep into the soul, the vast and magnificent divine light, everything gives people a sense of sacredness.

The expression on Mu Mian's face experienced sluggishness, fear, excitement and finally ecstasy, looking at these living ghosts and gods, feeling the brilliance from Shinto, he knew that he had made the right bet.

Without any hesitation, as soon as his knees weakened, he knelt down, and his face was even more respectful: "God, Mu Mian, a believer in Heimu Village, I implore God to take action to punish evil." ”

Yes, at this moment, he could already be sure that all the offenders outside the village were demonic and evil streams, no matter where they came from or what their identity was, they could only be first-class yin and evil.

Because, Yin Si can give himself a future after death, but others can't, so Yin Si is sacred, and those who oppose it can only be Yin and evil.

It's as simple as that. (To be continued.) )