The crimson blood flowed down the ground of the shattered fingers, and it was extremely dazzling.

When the children saw such a bloody scene, they were immediately frightened one by one, and some even struggled to escape, but of course they were tightly held by the disciples who were in charge of them one-on-one.

There was no crutch in his hand, just now he threw the crutches to solve Bai Mu, he walked over, came to the front of a little boy with a runny nose and cried, his rough big hand touched his head, and said with a smile: "Children, don't be afraid." Soon you will be bathed in the glory of the evil gods, and then you will become believers in the great evil gods, just like I am. ”

If you don't die! Wei added in his heart, and threatened with a smile: "You all just need to cooperate obediently, don't cry and make trouble again, otherwise this little ghost will be your example." ”

The children watched Bai Mu fall to the ground, moving as if he was dead, and they were suddenly so frightened that they didn't dare to make a fuss again, and even the little boy didn't dare to cry anymore, just snorting back and forth, and trembling under the big hands of the dragon.

"That's good." After speaking, I saw Fujing come over, respectfully presented his crutches with both hands, and frantically complimented: "Lord Shenwei, your power is only one blow, and you can curse and kill this tenacious little ghost!" ”

"The little ghost is not dead, but it is almost the same, my power is all due to the gift of the great evil god." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Fujing coldly, "Your curse power just now doesn't seem to have any effect on the little ghost, I'm disappointed, it seems that your belief in the evil god is not enough." ”

"Lord Priest, my faith in the Great Evil God is stronger than anyone else, except you." Fujing said feverishly, his eyes flashed desperately with fanatical flames, and he patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "In this case, then the mission of this little ghost will be handed over to you to complete, go and accept more glory of the evil god." ”

"Priest, I'm ......"

Fui's face turned pale in an instant, but he ignored him and walked back to the crowd, where they stood silently, waiting for Feiduan's arrival, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

Shiraki didn't die, but he fell to the ground and couldn't move, his heart clenched as if it had been pierced, and every time he beat it seemed to pull a wound, and there was a pain that suffocated him.

He could be sure that his chest had not been pierced by a sharp weapon, and the force seemed to appear out of thin air, activating inward vision.

He was immediately startled, only to see a black thing along his chest, through his heart, and directly to his back, as if a black stick had pierced him, but this was not an entity, there were no real wounds on Bai Mu's heart and chest, but the pain was real, and the damage was almost the same as the real wound, worthy of the curse power in the priest's mouth.

The power of the curse is like a gangrene attached to the bone, stalking in his heart, making him unable to move at all, he has a feeling that this power has not yet reached the real peak, and the power of the peak can directly harvest his life!

But if this situation is not resolved now, his life is basically equivalent to being harvested.

Since it's a curse power, there must be a corresponding way to expel it, and I still remember the last time his qi could touch Tsunade's medical chakra, although this curse power doesn't seem to be chakra, but it's all power, and they all end up in the same way.

Thinking of this, a stream of qi rose from the sea of qi, entangled the curse power, and the two did touch, since they could touch, it meant that the curse power could be expelled with qi.

However, the influence of force is reciprocal.

Unlike the medical chakra, which has positive properties such as mildness and healing, the characteristics of the curse power are all negative, and it has a strong aggressiveness, and as soon as the qi touches the curse power, the black intent will erode along the qi, as if it wants to swallow the qi.

Bai Mu forcibly dragged it with qi, but he didn't move, but let the qi be eroded by the curse power step by step, he quickly controlled the qi to disengage from the curse power, and at this moment, he faintly felt that the scope of the black intent had expanded a little.

There is a feeling of adding fuel to the fire, which will only make the curse power more out of control, and it can't be messed around, but what if it doesn't mess around, it won't end well if it waits.

What to do?

Suddenly, another curse power like the tip of a needle pierced into his body, very close to the curse power in his heart.

Fujing returned here with a pale face, and when he saw Bai Mu who fell to the ground and 'didn't wake up', his eyes suddenly became resentful, it was this guy's meaningless resistance, and as a result, not only did he fall here, but he also became a mortal sacrifice, really damn it!

Thinking that the priest said that Bai Mu was not dead, he immediately took out the straw man whose chest had penetrated a large hole, took out a thin needle, and stabbed it into the straw man, pulled it out, pricked it again, and pricked it again.

In that case, just before you little ghost dies, torture you well!

Inward perspective.

The two cursed forces were in stark contrast, the one of the dragons was very black and as thick as a rolling pin, while the one of the two was as thin as a needle, and although it also looked black, it was only faint.

Compared with the two, it's like the difference between the boss and the mob before, brush the mob first, and gain some experience.

A breath of qi was entangled in the needle-like curse power, and it was pulled hard, this time it was easier to pull the curse power, all the way to the arm, but where to send the curse power out of the body was a problem.

Bai Mu thought about it, anyway, his index finger was shattered just now, and he felt paralyzed in pain, as if he had no index finger anymore, since this was the case, he would send the curse power here with all his might, and it would be best if he could drive it away smoothly, even if there was an accident, the index finger would be destroyed anyway, and it wouldn't be bad if he destroyed it!

Before he could successfully deliver the curse power to his destination, another curse power invaded, and he didn't have time to pay attention to it for a while, and because he was too close to the curse power in his heart, as if he had sent food to the glutton's mouth, he swallowed it directly.

I'll go, this curse is strong enough, and if I let it devour a small curse force become stronger, then he won't die?

He didn't have time to think more, so he directly dragged it with his anger, grabbed the food from the tiger's mouth, and directly dragged away this curse power and delivered it to his index finger.

Suddenly, he faintly noticed that the curse power as thick as a rolling pin seemed to be a small piece smaller, it was... Bai Mu had a slight understanding, and when the third curse force entered, Bai Mu took the initiative to send it to the mouth of the 'glutton'.

The dark black absorbed the light black, and became slightly lighter, as if it had been diluted, and the newly combined curse power could not be fused with the original curse power in the center for a while.

Bai Mu once again dragged away the curse power, and the 'gluttony' was faintly smaller, and sure enough, according to his understanding, this is like holding something, things with high density naturally weigh enough, if the strength is not enough, it will naturally not be moved, but if the density is diluted, the weight is reduced, and within the range of strength, you can take it yourself.

The same is true of the curse power, which uses the 'help' that Fukai constantly sends to dilute the curse power and send it to the index finger little by little, like an ant moving.

However, after the curse power was sent to the index finger, it did not escape into the air as Shiraki had hoped, but really wrapped around the phalanges like appendages, and between the blood red and the bone white, there was a faint third color, ominous black.

Half an hour has passed, and the flying section has not yet arrived, Xiao frowned, although the flying section is very important, but after another half an hour, the opening time of the altar once a month has come again, this is the will of the evil god, and he can't go against it.

The opening of the altar requires the sacrifice of life to warm it up.

At the sound of the order, the two men and one woman at the front, and the three children were thrown into the altar, and the hot spring water was not deep, only about half a foot deep over the altar, so the three children sat in the hot spring water, and their upper bodies were exposed.

"The ceremony begins."

Yes... It hurts... Mom and Dad... Help me... Pain......

A terrible cry rang out, lingering in Bai Mu's ears, making him angry and yelling: "Stop! ”

No one listened to him, and the screams of the children continued.

The wasted hands couldn't exert force, and Bai Mu couldn't do it if he wanted to, but he couldn't pretend to be dead, squirming his body and trying to get up.

Open your eyes.

There is no moth, the light that has been absent for a few months has finally returned, and Tsunade's medical treatment is really extraordinary, and the excitement in my heart is indescribable.

But why is it such a dark scene?

The light emitted by a lamp illuminates the dark mountain wall, but it cannot illuminate the darkness of people's hearts. I saw that three disciples were standing outside the altar, facing the three children, holding the same straw man in their hands, holding a cow hair needle, and stabbing it on the straw man, and each time they pricked, the three children let out a miserable scream.

The black gas floating on the hot springs penetrated into the bodies of the three children, although they screamed in pain, but they seemed to be restrained by some kind of power, unable to move, let alone fleeing, but their faces became more and more defeated, and the fire of life was constantly declining.

And the rest of the disciples just looked at it with eager faces, and the few who watched coldly were probably not deeply poisoned.

Shiraki's shouting was useless, and he wanted to rush over, but the disciples next to him reacted quickly, and several disciples went out together to capture him.

"You bastards, stop this bullshit ritual!"

"This is the ritual of the evil god to select believers, you heretist tongue disrespectful words, looking for death." The disciple on the left smashed his fist into Bai Mu's stomach, Bai Mu gritted his teeth and didn't snort, but said desperately, "Stop, you curse like this." They're going to die, even if you want to absorb the followers, you're going to live! ”

"Hmph, the curse is the power given by the great evil god to the believers, and the children who are favored by the evil god will naturally survive, and those who die are just heretics who cannot bathe in the glory of the evil god."

Wei walked over on crutches, staring at Bai Mu with a slight discoloration in his eyes, Bai Mu stopped shouting, because in the face of this group of cultists, even if he shouted ten thousand more times, it would not be possible to arouse their pity.

The screams of the three children grew weaker and weaker, like the fire of their life, and the children who saw this scene almost swallowed them up with fear, and everyone was afraid that they would be next.

Seeking the mercy of the perpetrator will not save the victim.

So......

Bai Mu took a deep breath, and suddenly mocked: "What kind of power is given by the evil god, this bullshit curse can only bully children, why don't I feel it at all, it seems that your evil god is also a bullshit, you ......"

At the beginning, the obedient grass man who had always been resentful was really surprised, and he couldn't understand how he could still take it after being cursed, but then his heart swelled with ecstasy, and he didn't understand that it didn't matter anything, as long as he understood that the ghost of the dead appeared again, and it was enough for him to survive.

Suddenly, he grabbed Bai Mu's head, dragged it back and forth, and said solemnly: "Lord Priest, heretics don't know whether they live or die, only by letting him personally feel the power of the evil god, can he understand the greatness of the evil god we believe in!" ”

Bai Mu was shaken off and couldn't speak, but he could still do it with a deep disdain expression on his face, and Wei was stimulated, and roared coldly: "Throw him into the altar for me!" ”

Thump~

Bai Mu fell on the altar, his body was lying down, the hot spring water touched the top of his head, only a chance of silver hair floating, he wanted to raise his head from the water, a force restrained Bai Mu, didn't want him to move, there are probably techniques like fixation techniques here at the altar.

However, the binding power of the immobilization technique is not too strong, probably used to bind children or ordinary people, but it is still not enough to deal with ninjas with a certain strength. It took a lot of effort for Shiraki to get up and sit cross-legged on the altar, but he didn't take the opportunity to leave the altar.

Shiraki just continued to show a look of contempt.

"It's up to you to serve the well!" At the sound of the dragon's order, Fujing began to act as a straw man again, which of course was useless.

It's just that Bai Mu found that with every time he pricked down, the black gas floating on the hot spring, there will be a trace of black gas into Bai Mu's body, and the curse power of Fu Jing is a little stronger than just now, and it seems that this altar can play a role in enhancing the power of the curse.

But it was still far from enough, the suit was covered with cold sweat, Bai Mu seemed to have no feeling at all, and he looked like he was watching a monkey show: "Look, doesn't this fully prove that the evil god is useless?" ”

"You give me a ......" Fujing shouted in a cold sweat, suddenly felt a pain in his back, and was beaten out by a cane: "Get out of the waste, it's up to you!" ”

Designated by the dragon, it is his henchman, the power of the curse is among the best among the cultists, watch the henchman take the blood from himself and smear it on the straw man, and the curse of a specific person needs to use a specific blood as a medium, Bai Mu remembered it in his heart.

The henchman also began to stick to the straw man, and a curse power about the thickness of his thumb invaded Shiraki's body, and the bigger and darker it was, the stronger the curse power became, and Shiraki sent the curse power to his index finger with a little effort.

The mockery on Bai Mu's face became even stronger: "I don't feel it at all, is there really an evil god?" Or, if the power of the evil god is only enough to deal with the powerless children, then what kind of bullshit is the so-called evil god? Hey, it's the three of you, stop bullying children, come and deal with me, I don't have confidence, it seems that you also understand that evil gods are just bullshit! ”

"You ......" The three disciples stopped the ceremony, angrily wanting to let Bai Mu taste the power, but the dragon was not 'fooled', let them continue to torture the children, and selected the other three disciples, together with the two who had just failed, to launch a curse on Bai Mu.

The curse power invades continuously, and fortunately, the curse power needs a certain amount of time to accumulate every time it is launched, instead of being easily activated by pricking the needle once, otherwise a disciple can have ten needles a second, even if the power of a curse is weak, but the number alone can toss the dead, isn't this invincible?

What's more, Bai Mu has been prepared for a long time, and when he clears the curse power in his body, he does not blindly clear it, but tries his best to enhance the effect of qi on the curse power and increase the clearing ability, because he thinks he will use it.

Now, Bai Mu, who is prepared, can always remove the curse that is constantly invading his body without revealing any abnormalities, and the expression on his face is only the contempt of the angry man, and the expression language is undoubtedly - everyone here is rubbish.

This led to more people cursing him.

Very good, that's all, that's what you want, focus on him hard, and leave those kids alone.

However, it is only temporary to firmly attract hatred in the form of MT, even if he can use the power of qi to solve the curse power, but as long as the disciples are angry and give him a few swords, he will definitely die.

Then, will the children be spared?

There is no doubt that the end of going on like this is doomed, and if it is delayed for some time at most, he and the children will still be unable to escape death.

Bai Mu turned his brain vigorously, how can he reverse all this?