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In the center of Sanshu Town, there is an earthen round platform, and under the stage is a group of people with humble expressions. They knelt down and got up again, and said what had been their fervent words, and they did not stop for a moment.

The mayor of the town, the middle-aged man who took the lead in arresting the monk, was the most respectful, his expression was serious, and his movements were precise and crisp. When he prostrates, it is as if he can hear a heavy sound.

"I hope that the golden god will have mercy and give me such charms!"

The middle-aged man chanted, and so did the crowd.

For a time, the firm voices of the worldly people were all around.

When Ji Qing came, he saw such a scene. She had already arranged the black wolf, and the sword of the sword cultivators and the magic weapons of the Buddhist cultivators had all been found and placed in the storage bag.

In the dark green eyes were the ignorant people and the humble clay platform. And the golden god in the mouth of the people has not come out for a long time, and there is nothing on the high platform.

I only heard the sound of asking for talismans endlessly, this vast firmness, if it is placed on top of the cultivation of immortals, even if you are a four-spirit root with insufficient qualifications, you will have great achievements.

What kind of golden god does such a person believe, I don't know if it is the luck of the golden god or the luck of the villagers.

After a long time, when it was a thousand calls to come out, the high platform was instantly covered with clouds and mist, and the white light of the world was like day. Ji Qing couldn't help but close his eyes, and the peaceful spiritual power made Ji Qing feel frightened.

How so?! How could there be such a peaceful spiritual power, even the softest water spiritual power was not so gentle and comfortable. What kind of monk is this golden god? I thought it was a demon cultivator, but now it seems that it shouldn't be a demon cultivator.

The golden god is the appearance of an old man with a flower armor, his beard and hair are all white, and he has some fairy wind bones. He appeared on the high platform with a smile on his lips, and his body was glowing with gold.

His voice was deep and ethereal, with an unknown ethereal, and it reached everyone's ears: "I am in the temple, I feel the piety of the believers, so I incarnate here, and give my believers." ”

The voice fell, and the believers felt refreshed.

Ji Qing's hands and feet were stiff, and words with spiritual power echoed in his ears: "Sword Sect members, but I am willing to become my believer." ”

Mu Qing trembled and warned, Ji Qing's heart tightened, and he suddenly flew away. But she felt that the majestic spiritual power was quickly rolled in, and the huge pull pulled her out of her hiding place, and quickly fell in front of the believers under the high platform.

Everyone exclaimed, whispering to others, all of them looked incredulous.

The golden god's golden eyes were indifferent, and his voice was magnificent: "This person hid in the shadows while you prayed. ”

He thought in his heart that this man did not want to become his follower, so naturally he could not stay.

The mayor of the town immediately knelt down and saluted the golden god, pointing at Ji Qing and said: "The golden god is merciful, my relatives and other relatives were killed by their group of monks during the day, and we can only catch these cunning Taoist cultivators and Buddhist cultivators with the treasures given by the great gods. I wanted to hand it over to the Golden God after the end of today's Talisman Granting Conference, but I didn't expect to be escaped by them. God is determined to seek justice for us who are faithful. ”

The mayor spoke earnestly, and his voice was whimpering.

Jin Shenwan, with a wave of his arm, two men appeared out of thin air under the stage, this kind of spell Ji Qing had never heard of, and the uneasiness in his heart was even stronger.

One of the rough men knelt down before the golden god, left tears in his eyes, and said to the villagers: "My brothers and I were slaughtering the evil wolf in the kitchen, but we saw this woman suddenly rush in and choke the two of us by the neck, and her eyes were red, just like the rumored monk who killed indiscriminately. If he hadn't escaped and sought the protection of the Golden God, I was afraid that he would have lost his life. ”

After that, the expression was resentful, and there was viciousness in the brown eyes, they almost lost their lives at that time, how could they make Ji Qing feel better.

Ji Qing's lips pursed tightly, and Mu Qing's sword body trembled.

Jin Shen said: "A thousand years ago, Taoist Buddhist cultivation had already fallen, and I never thought that a thousand years would pass, and the most upright sword monks in the Taoist lineage would also follow the flow. It was my Shinto's fault that I failed to wash away their anger as soon as possible, resulting in the current catastrophe. ”

The voice of the golden god was slow, and everyone listened to the voice with spiritual power, and the sadness in it was also heard clearly. The believers immediately bowed down and said that it was not the fault of the golden god.

Ji Qing was surprised, his dark green eyes were emotionally complicated. She said: "You don't want to talk nonsense, whether I kill indiscriminately You know in your heart that the righteous path was framed by the devil a thousand years ago before it was called indiscriminate killing." Look at the true meaning of your words, you have been slandering the righteous path, it is not a demon, you have taken this body, and only then can you have this body of spiritual power. ”

Splashing dirty water on the Sword Sect like this is not a good intention.

The golden god laughed, the spiritual power was running, the white beard fluttered, and the spiritual power of Haoran was sandwiched in the voice, and went straight to Ji Qing's chest.

"The deity is a god-given position, the golden god who holds the gold weapons of the world, how can you degenerate Taoist cultivators be slandered."

When the words fell, Ji Qing immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and the coercion was non-stop, and she even moved it was an extravagant hope. She smiled helplessly in her heart, she was just a fifth-level cultivator who practiced qi, and the people she met at random were so strong. In the future, I didn't build the foundation, but I didn't dare to hold it up at will before I practiced the life-saving flying sword.

However, what this divine position is, Ji Qing has never heard of it.

The mayor of the town stepped forward and said, "This person blasphemed the Golden God, and I hope the Golden God will punish him severely." ”

The golden god's face was majestic, the golden spiritual power flashed from between his fingers, his robe swayed, and he asked, "Do you have anything to say to the disciple of the Sword Sect?" ”

Ji Qing's white clothes were black, his fingers were pale, his expression was cold, and his ink-colored eyes were shining. She swallowed the blood in her throat and stood with her sword. The voice is firm.

"In the face of demons, the disciples of the Sword Sect are not afraid. I'll see what you're capable of. ”

Jin Shen sneered, there was an indistinguishable contempt in the depths of his kind eyes, Ji Qing was just an ant with him.

He raised his hand, and a huge golden spiritual power poured out, condensing into a giant sword, and there was no sense of peace, replaced by a sky-high killing intent.

Blasphemers, kill!

Ji Qing also raised his sword, his admiration was covered in ice blue, and the surroundings turned into an ice field, and the blue light in the dantian flickered brightly and darkly.

One move broke through the wind, and the ruthless sword aura came out proudly.

Two flying swords, one virtual and one real, collided, and the light illuminated the heavens and the earth. The believers hurriedly closed their eyes, and Qin Muya and She Yun in the distance glanced at each other and flew over.

The light fell, the world was silent, and only the crash of the body falling remained.

Ji Qing coughed up blood, her robe was broken, and the spell given by her master that could block Yuanying's blow had been broken, and even so, she was seriously injured.

This person, this golden god actually has a cultivation of Yuan Ying or above!

When a fifth-level Qi cultivator encounters immortality, it is already a fate.

Jin Shen smiled lightly, and his voice was flat: "With this spell on his body, no wonder he is fearless." ”

He raised his hand, and the huge golden spirit sword condensed again. The overwhelming coercion rushed straight towards Ji Qing, followed by the golden spirit sword that killed people.

Ji Qing's dark green eyes widened, Mu Qing's sword body kept trembling, and the blue light in the dantian was already dim to block the blow just now, and now it kept flickering, and there was nothing he could do.

An indifferent voice came: "Blasphemer, kill!" ”

The golden sword is unavoidable!