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The life of life withered, and the old woman had no sorrow or joy, and she had long known that this day would come, sooner or later.

A suppressed aura emanated from her body, and the old woman pulled the corners of her mouth: "Child, the god of the underworld has mercy on all beings, and when people die, they will eventually return to the underworld, why don't you serve the god of the underworld with me?" ”

"You're a Mortal?" The southern sword is dignified, and there are countless underworld disciples in the Pusheng Sect, and above them are the underworld, and the strength of each underworld attendant is equivalent to a transformer.

"That's just our wish, and the only one who can serve the great god of the underworld is the Sect Master." The old woman said regretfully.

Just as she was still trying to persuade Nanjian, the sword light cut her throat.

The black blood was wiped away by the old woman, she turned her head and looked at Nanjian coldly, her liquefied legs corroded the ground, and her palms blocked the attacking sword rays.

The sharp blade cut through the flesh, and the moment the palm hit the ground, black smoke emerged from the sword's body, corroding a little dent.

"The god of the underworld will make his followers immortal, and you can't stop it."

The old woman looked at the sky reverently, the severed palm grew back, and as the words fell, dense footsteps sounded from outside the temple.

Nan Jian's afterglow swept away, and his face suddenly became difficult to look at.

I saw that the villagers who had been killed were actually alive at this time, with their dark eyes open, and they ran towards Nanjian fiercely.

Dead?

It's not that he hasn't killed the underworld, since the Renjun and the Demon Domain stopped fighting, the cult is the main combat mission in the academy, but this kind of killing, splitting in half, and living again, he really met it for the first time.

"Son, come with me to the god of the underworld, and God will give you eternal life." The old woman spoke, reaching out and grabbing Nanjian's shoulder, the black liquid dripping from her fingertips shimmering with a deep light.

Nanjian was awe-inspiring, and just when he wanted to swing the sword again, with a loud bang outside the temple, Yu Sheng's figure crashed through the crowd and came in an instant.

"Nanjian, you're too slow this time." The eagle looked at the dense villagers and frowned.

"They lived!" Nan Jian defended, took a step back vigilantly, looked at Yu Sheng, and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"I'm here to save people," Yu Sheng said lightly, his eyes scanning the crowd, but to his disappointment, there were no Chen Dashan and Wang Ying among these villagers.

The old woman looked at Yu Sheng fixedly, her calm eyes suddenly became surprised, in Yu Sheng's body, she seemed to feel a trace of the aura of the underworld that was above the underworld, but this aura was very light, if she hadn't seen the sect master not long ago, she really couldn't have noticed it.

Could it be that this young man is a hidden sect leader?

The old woman thought suspiciously, Pusheng Sect is only one of the sects that believe in the god of the underworld, in addition to the Pusheng Sect, there are five other sects, which also believe in the god of the underworld.

But the next moment, the old woman dismissed this thought, which was ridiculous.

"Son, who are you looking for? Maybe I can help you. The old woman regained her kindness, stared straight at the rest of her life, and raised her hand to stop the villagers' riot.

"Don't believe her words, she is a servant of the Pusheng Sect, and you can't believe her words." Nanjian admonished.

Yu Sheng thought about it, ignored Nan Jian, and said to the old woman: "The person I am looking for is called Wang Ying, and there is another person named Chen Dashan." ”

The old woman suddenly had some impressions of these two people, not only because she had seen them in the morning, but also because this Wang Ying was one of the few extremely devout people in the recent batch of believers, and even had the potential to be a dead servant.

"You're late, they've already been killed by this man." The old woman sighed, her expression extremely compassionate.

Killed?

Brother Dashan and Aunt Wang, were killed by this person?

Although Yu Sheng was flustered, he would not easily believe this woman's words, he looked at Nan Jian, described the appearance of the two, and said coldly: "Can you kill them?" ”

Nan Jian was silent, there were hundreds of villagers in Yima Village, where did he remember what the person he killed looked like? Just a woman and a young man, who can remember clearly?

"Child, where will a murderer admit that he killed someone?" The old woman said, "If you still don't believe me, see what is there?" ”

I saw that the crowd dispersed, and the two corpses were moved over by the villagers, and it can be seen that the head and body of the corpses were separated, and the incision was smooth, exactly the same as those villagers who were killed by Nanjian.

The rest of his life was stunned, the clothes of the corpse on the ground were stained red with blood, his face was still terrified before death, and the pupils of his round eyes were dilated, and he couldn't blink his eyes.

"Did they kill you?" Yu Sheng squatted down and gently stroked the corpse's face, the cold temperature of his palm made his heart cold.

"I don't know," Nan Jian shook his head, he had killed too many people to remember, and then he said, "However, in this village, I killed all the people alive, but they didn't, isn't it strange?" ”

"I ask you, did you kill it?" Yu Sheng said in a low voice, he didn't care if it was strange or not, he just wanted to avenge Aunt Wang and Brother Dashan.

Nan Jian's face sank, and the arrogance in his heart made him disdain to explain anymore, and said, "Even if I kill it, what do you want?" ”

"Kill you!" Yu Sheng's fists were clenched, and there were a few bone sounds, and the swift fist wind was like thunder, smashing towards the southern sword.

Nan Jian was angry in his heart, and the long sword slashed through, stabbing Yu Sheng's throat.

In his heart, he decided that he would close his fist and dodge, otherwise, this sword would definitely pierce the throat.

However, he miscalculated.

The next moment, the long sword sank into Yu Sheng's throat, and a strong resistance came from the sword, and the entire sword body bent in an instant.

Click-Jump-

The sword body that had been corrupted by the old woman could no longer bear this strength, and it was humble...... Jumped!

At the same time, Yu Sheng's fist also smashed into Nan Jian's face.

Just when Yu Sheng thought that this punch would beat Nan Jian to death, a layer of green light protected Nan Jian's head, and a piece of emerald green leaves could be vaguely seen imprinted on Nan Jian's forehead.

Boom –

In the explosion, the green light curtain twisted and shattered, and the southern sword flew out horizontally, entering the Buddha statue in the temple.

In the sky, the eagle was anxious, and the feathers fell, constantly slashing the body for the rest of his life, but under the soft flesh and blood, no matter how sharp the feathers were, they also cut off a bone for the rest of their lives, and even the nicks could not be left.

Yu Sheng touched his throat, the wound there had disappeared, but the fear in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

It's not that he didn't want to hide, he didn't expect Nanjian to come out so fast, because he hadn't thought about it, so when he wanted to hide, it was too late.

As for Ling Yu in the sky, he didn't plan to hide at all, and there was no place for him to dodge in a small place.

The old woman's eyes flickered, and the fight between the two was only for a moment, but it was enough to reveal a lot of things, especially the healing ability revealed for the rest of her life, which greatly shook her heart.

Joining the Universalist Religion and believing in the gods of the underworld, the most important thing is to escape from birth, old age, sickness and death, and to be able to live forever in peace.

What if there are no people and no ghosts? What about being feared and spurned? It's all about being alive.

Why can those wealthy and powerful people easily plunder the lives of ordinary people, and why should the civilian students of the Evolution Academy be inferior to the government?

Only the god of the dead will know their hardships, and only the god of the dead will understand their sufferings and give them everything they want.

In the underworld, there is only high and low faith, and there is no status.

And now, she seems to have seen something different, if she sacrificed the blood of this young man to the god of the underworld, would the thing that the god of the underworld gave her be more precious? Will she be ...... Underworld?

Just as she was thinking, Nan Jian let out a cry of surprise, it turned out that the Buddha statue that he had broken was empty, and a black tunnel deep into the ground was revealed.

Faintly, a low voice came from the cave.

"My god is in charge of the underworld, his heart is to help the world, and with his immortal body, he will return the wishes of the people."

"My god is in charge of the underworld, his heart is to help the world, and with his immortal body, he will return the wishes of the people."

"My god is in charge of the underworld, his heart is to help the world, and with his immortal body, he will return the wishes of the people."

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Yu Sheng's ears are sensitive, although they are separated by some distances, but they also hear the movement inside, and the neat and demonic low thoughts linger in their ears.

It was at this time that the villagers, who had come back from the dead, knelt down reverently and prayed along with the sound.

What made the rest of their lives feel even more incredible was that Wang Ying and Chen Dashan, who were originally dead, actually opened their eyes at this time, and black blood flowed out of their severed necks, sticking together with their bodies, kneeling towards the temple.

The eagle in the sky stopped attacking, and his face was cloudy.

"Brother Dashan? Aunt Wang? Yu Sheng tried to wake up the two, but to no avail, so he looked at the old woman and said, "If something happens to them, I'll screw your head off." ”

"The gods of the underworld have given them everything, this is their faith, and you should bless it." The old woman explained, palming her hand deep for the rest of her life, "Child, come with me to the god of the underworld, and the god will give you everything you want." ”

"Are you fooling me?" Yu Sheng snorted coldly, moved his footsteps, appeared in front of the old woman, and punched out.

The old woman smiled, unconcerned about the rest of her life's attack, and said, "You see, God will not let me die." ”

The fist slammed into the old woman's cheek, and the fierce force burst the muscles on her face, but with the splash of flesh and blood, it was still the eternal black liquid that flowed.

The pitch-black wound squirmed, the black liquid condensed into a new head, and the old woman looked at Yu Sheng kindly with that familiar smile, and said, "It is their honor to believe in the god of the underworld. ”

For the rest of his life, his heart sank, he couldn't die if his head was chopped off, and he couldn't die if he was broken, what is this god of the underworld?

At this time, Nan Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully, "What honor?" Isn't it an honor to dedicate one's soul and life to the god of the underworld, and to live without being a human or a ghost? ”

"Are they still alive?" Yu Sheng asked softly, he was asking Nanjian.

Nan Jian didn't want to answer, this person broke his sword, and activated a means of saving his life, how could he be in a good mood, but in the final analysis, this matter was also because of the cult, so the young man was involved, so he said: "People who believe in the god of the underworld need to drink the blood of the god of the underworld, the blood of the god of the god of the underworld will infect the soul, and if an ordinary person is an ordinary person, as long as he has a bowl, he will completely become a disciple of the underworld, and pray for the god of the underworld all night." ”

"And the Hades are the flesh and blood incarnation of the god of the underworld, and even the soul is not his own, is he still a living person?"

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