"Isn't it good to obediently dedicate yourself to the god of desire?"

The old woman sighed, with a hint of coldness in her cloudy eyes.

Originally, she was still struggling with how to find an offering to the god of desire. After all, since the god of desire fell into a deep sleep two years ago, there have been fewer and fewer believers willing to sacrifice, and before she was able to urge the temple guards to secretly capture the sacrifices, but after the upheaval, the temple guards have been forcibly recruited to the Barbarian Palace.

For example, the other five major temples, although their strength does not have to be at the beginning, is not as completely weakened as the Kru Temple and the Desire Temple, even the barbarian king does not dare to forcibly recruit his temple guards at such a time, otherwise he will force the five major temples to rebel, and the Great Barbarian Dynasty may be destroyed in an instant.

But now, with such a high-quality sacrifice, it is enough to be worth a thousand ordinary barbarians, and the god of desire will definitely be satisfied.

As a believer in the god of desire, it is her duty and her greatest happiness to sacrifice valuable sacrifices to the god, and she is willing to give her life for it.

"Boy, give you another chance, for the sake of you and the old body being fellow villagers, obediently convert to the god of desire, otherwise ......"

The old woman sneered, the folds on her face wrinkled, and the smile set off became more and more gloomy.

In fact, as early as when Shang Luo and Wen Ze confronted each other in front of the temple, she secretly spied on herself, and she was very jealous of the young man who made the imperial envoy Thunder. At the tip of the scarlet snake staff in her hand, inside the red orb was a sealed silver thread king snake.

Although this silver king snake is small, it is extremely fast and poisonous. A drop of venom diluted into water is capable of poisoning thousands of barbarians.

Once bitten by it, the gods will inevitably die.

More than 100 years ago, when the temple was still in its heyday, the previous priest led the temple guards to spend a huge price to catch this silver king snake and seal it into the snake staff, since then, this silver king snake has become a hole card of the Xiangjia temple.

However, although the silver king snake is strong, it also has weaknesses, and its nature is afraid of thunder and lightning, and when it hears the sound of thunder, the silver king snake will tremble in fear and collapse into a ball.

As for the young man in front of him, his strength may not be weak, and his aura is certainly vicious, but in front of the Silver King Snake, it is just a floating cloud.

"It's really a person from the Xingluo Plain. ”

When Shang Luo heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of three points of surprise, two points of understanding, and one point of admiration.

To be honest, this old woman can climb to the position of the priest of the Desire Temple as a Xingluo person, and the means can be described as remarkable, and the love and hatred in it should be so interesting if this book is written, it can't be said, it is not inferior to the previous life Wu Cao's journey to ascend to the emperor.

"It's a pity. ”

Shang Luo sighed lightly.

The Yin and Netherworld Spiritual Power, the Death and Killing Cyclones quickly attached to the Moli Knife, and the whole knife was like a magic knife taken out of hell. With a twitch of his wrist, Shang Luo instantly slashed out a sword qi, and on the pitch-black sword qi, there was a black and red aura burning.

This knife was not only aimed at the old woman in front of her, but also at the idol behind her.

"Whew. ”

The swift passing sword qi sent a sound and a crackling sound in the air.

"Bastard. ”

The old woman scolded in her heart, and the snake staff in her hand tapped lightly on the ground, and the two red-scaled snakes hovering on the snake staff suddenly brightened their snake pupils, glowing with a strange red light, and then, the snake body with red scales suddenly became larger, first the snake head, then the snake body, and finally the snake tail, the red snake scales flashed with a cold luster.

This process may seem extremely slow, but it is actually surprisingly fast.

The two red-scaled pythons, which had quickly transformed, stood in front of the old woman and the idol.

"Boom!"

The sword qi slashed at a red phosphorus giant snake, emitting a huge roar, followed by a terrible scream.

This knife seemed to be blocked by the red phosphorus giant snake as a shield, but a huge gap appeared on the snake's body, and the black and red aura hovered over the wound, as if it was burning, as if it was devouring, and it seemed to be annihilating.

"Boom!"

The injured red phosphorus giant snake rolled wildly, its mouth hissed, as if it wanted to destroy the xenomorph energy on its body in this way, and a huge stone pillar in the temple was directly cut off by the tail of the snake swinging wildly, setting off bursts of smoke and dust.

"Zheng!"

In the smoke and dust, another red-scaled python suddenly bit down, and the mouth of the snake opened to the maximum like a crocodile, and the four fangs flashed with a cold white light.

The Yin Netherworld spiritual power quickly poured into the knife, and then the black light on the knife skyrocketed to ten meters, Shang Luo's right hand slammed hard, grasped the ink and slashed forward, only to hear the sonorous sound of the impact of gold and iron, and the knife slashed on the python's head.

"The red light...... Interesting!"

The figure retreated violently, Shang Luo jumped slightly, his feet were attached to the surface of a stone pillar, the whole person was parallel to the ground, and when he raised his head slightly, he could look directly into the eyes of the scarlet statue.

This kind of technique is not difficult, as long as there is a little use of spiritual power, you can do it, such as treading water and stepping on trees, but it is not just the patent of a certain village.

A pair of eyes fell on the red light on the snake's head, obviously, it was the red light shield that blocked the knife he had just made, otherwise this red phosphorus giant snake would definitely be worse than its companion.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Shang Luo looked at the old woman condescendingly, and the old woman also looked at him with a resentful face.

Sure enough, each system has its own unique advantages. ”

Shang Luo pondered silently, although the cultivation system is different, but the internal energy fluctuations can't deceive people, in his perception, the old woman is probably equivalent to the strength of the sevenfold qi refining in the qi refining vein, but the ordinary qi refining sevenfold can't be as easy as her to urge the magic weapon, the previous Yang Lin, when urging the Wuyao Golden Wheel, was almost sucked alive.

"However, the snake staff is not a magic weapon, but a totemic weapon. ”

The magic weapon of the human race is that the refiner smelts all kinds of precious materials with different special techniques, and depicts many prohibitions in it, once refined, the mystery is endless.

However, if you want to give full play to the power of the magic weapon, you also need to use spiritual power to practice day and night, and only after thoroughly practicing all the prohibitions can you call it a complete refining magic weapon, and you can use it like an arm and fingers, and it is flexible and free.

But the totem weapon is different, the totem weapon will not consume the spiritual power of the promoter like the magic weapon, but consumes the power of faith, the more believers, the more faith power is stored, and the stronger the totem weapon will be.

Some totemic artifacts are so primitive that they can only be activated by blood sacrifices.

"It's hateful, if it weren't for the faint king Agu who severely injured the god of desire and restricted the belief of the temple, how could this god scepter of desire only have this little power. ”

Looking at Shang Luo, who was standing on the stone pillar with a relaxed and calm face, the old woman secretly hated in her heart, as if there were countless poisonous snakes gnawing at her heart.