In the vacuum hometown, An Ba gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn dog slave, if Lao Tzu can get out alive, he will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes!" ”

Looking at the two women beside Shang Biao, how did he not know that he had fallen for Ji Sanyuan's trick.

Of course, he also counted one less bug, and the Golden Silkworm Gu clone also entered the vacuum hometown with the blood corpse.

This situation was something Shang Biao hadn't expected before, his soul was damaged, and he was originally the weakest existence among these people, but now it was different.

Even if the strongest Manchu general came in, he was sure to stay behind.

With the bottom in his heart, Shang Biao even had the leisure to observe this legendary vacuum hometown.

On the way to Lingshan, Shang Biao called out the snake spirit from time to time to chat, inquiring about the secrets of this plot time.

According to it, anyone who takes the path of believing in the gods, when the faith gathers to a certain extent, will condense their own gods.

This vacuum hometown may be the god's domain of the motherless mother, but Shang Biao didn't find anything strange after looking around.

The surrounding white expanse, the same color of heaven and earth, pure makes people's hearts feel empty.

After Shang Biao came back to his senses, the ghost boy with the bloody corpse had already started a battle with Amba.

I don't know what the principle of this vacuum hometown is, but the divine soul can still exert the power of blood here.

An Ba is worthy of being selected to follow the Eight Banners who can raid Chaotianguan, and his powerful bloody power is condensed into a pig-headed god with fangs and hideous fangs.

The boar god is the object of worship of the northern hunters, and is listed as a great god among the Manchus, saying that it is taller than the mountain and has sideburns like a forest. Even the name of the pig is the most outstanding warrior of the tribe, such as Nurhachi - wild boar skin.

Although the ghost boy was a soul at this time, he was still afraid of the power of blood, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Seeing this, Amba seemed to be a little encouraged, and conjured two Xuanhua axes in his hands, chasing after the retreating ghost boy.

"Ahh

Seeing that he was actually pinched as a soft persimmon, a look of shame and anger appeared on the ghost boy's face.

It followed Shang Biao to fight in the south and the north, fought divine beasts, went down to the underworld, saw countless big people, and cultivated a sense of arrogance in his chest, when was it his turn to be so despised by a small mortal.

The ghost cry that shook the soul sounded, and the ghost boy used his soul power to carry the erosion of the bloody power, and summoned the soul chain attached to the ghost fire of the debut path to bind Amba in a circle.

"Ahh

The blood and soul power kept draining, and Amba, who had woken up from the ghost sound, struggled hard.

"Wushuang, try to devour his bloody power!"

Shang Biao opened his mouth and said, he would have discovered another weakness of the blood corpse.

After experiencing the test of the Thunder Tribulation, the sudden increase in her sanity made her mind still stay in the time of being a human being, and her combat experience was almost zero, and she would not use her natural power at all.

"Oh, yes, yes!"

Hearing Shang Biao's order, the Blood Corpse Wushuang opened his red lips and sent out an invisible devouring power towards Amba.

According to the introduction on the ticket, she should have this ability.

Blood Corpse - Nie Wushuang

Identity: Actor Shang Biao's corpse pet

Body: Xenomorph Thunder Tribulation Blood Corpse

Realm: Black Zombie

Talents:

Blood Brake - Depending on its own realm, it has a certain restraint on creatures that have blood.

Bloodlust - Can devour most of the blood attribute energy and nourish itself.

......

As the blood power was drawn into Wushuang's mouth, in the soul chain, Amba's struggle and resistance became weaker and weaker.

Moments later, the Manchu warrior had been reduced to nothingness.

The ghost boy looked at Wushuang dissatisfied: "Hmph, it's cheap for you!" ”

After it finished speaking, Shang Biao's vision changed and returned to his essence.

Amba's corpse fell at his feet, and Shang Biao, in line with the principle of not wasting it, included this good corpse refining material in the corpse ring.

Looking around, Shang Biao found that he seemed to be the first to come out, and the others were still in place.

The battle between the dragon balls between the idol and the jade seal has reached an impasse again, and it seems that there is only a trace of the idol to take the dragon ball into his hands, but this slightest difference is the key to success or failure.

Lin Cong'er's prayers were chanting faster and faster, beads of sweat dripped down the hair on his forehead, and his delicate face was already pale, but it was to no avail.

"Bang"

Qi Linqing flew into the temple, and the White Lotus Sect disciples in the courtyard were scattered.

It seems that he still overestimated himself, and he couldn't hold on to a cup of tea at all.

The shaman bishop possessed by the ancestral spirit waved his hand to repel the remnants of the White Lotus Sect who had sacrificed their lives to block them, and walked towards the Heavenly Temple step by step.

Shang Biao, as the first sober usher, naturally attracted some of her attention.

"Rubbish! It's really a shame to be inlaid with a yellow flag. ”

The possessed ancestral spirit seemed to be a member of the Yellow Flag in front of him, and he was very dissatisfied when he saw such a clean failure of Antiba.

The monstrous killing intent wrapped Shang Biao, if he wasn't in the formation, the ancestral spirit would be able to tear him to pieces in the next moment.

The white bone golem floated, and after Shang Biao got rid of the influence of killing intent, he took out a prop from the movie ticket for the first time.

The essence of faith the size of a grain of rice was thrown towards the statue, and the face of the ancestral spirit changed greatly, and the invisible palm wind subconsciously waved out.

Qi Linqing, who fell to the ground, saw what Shang Biao swung out, the despair on his face was swept away, and a force surged out of thin air on his body, and he slapped the ground with one hand. Regardless of his own life, he used his body to block the ancestral spirits.

The essence of faith was steadily invested in the statue, and in Shang Biao's propaganda, the Son of Heaven was the son of the godless mother, and the money saved by the son could naturally be spent by the mother at will.

The dragon ball was handed, and the statue of the childless old mother was covered with a dazzling light of faith. After the ancestral spirit repelled Qi Linqing, he was forced to retreat by the massive power of faith gushing out of the idol.

At this time, in Chaotianguan, except for the people in the White Lotus Sect and the members of the Manchu forces in the formation, there was no place for other pagans to gain a foothold.

The shaman bishop standing at the door seemed to have regained his consciousness, and the figures of the five great protectors on his body floated, scattering into the position of the other envoys except Shang Biao.

After a while, the figure of the fallen corpse kept ringing out.

Of the eight major envoys, except for Shang Biao, only Yuan Ruan survived.

After the actors and characters of the Manchu camp returned to their ontology, they were also excluded from the Taoist view.

The Bagua Receiving Formation was destroyed, and although the statue was activated, the lifeless old mother was still not awakened.

Shang Biao and Yuan Ruan glanced at each other, a little at a loss.

Qi Linqing stood up against the wall like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Using the remaining physical strength in his body, he moved his body, coughed step by step, and when he walked under the statue of the lifeless old mother, his whole body was already red with blood.

"Silt ~ from the chaos of enlightenment, the white lotus appears ~ prosperous times! The sun and the moon are back, and the white lotus is born! ”

As Qi Linqing touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the statue of the lifeless old mother reverently, and the slogan was recited, and the power of faith in the view condensed into pure white lotus holy flames, surrounding him.

The flesh and blood body gradually turned into light, and finally even Qi Linqing's soul was martyred with a smile of relief and integrated into the statue.

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