Chapter 690: Innu 48 (Second Update)
"Stubborn!" The voice was a little angry.
Then Lin Xi felt a stinging pain burst out like a bomb in her mind, making her dizzy for a while.
But Lin Xi was not angry but happy, and once again confirmed his inner thoughts, this thing was definitely not a witch god.
In ancient times, witches were special human beings who could communicate with heaven and earth, and through some kind of lost dance using their limbs as a medium to predict disasters and wars in advance, and lead people to seek good fortune and avoid evil.
In every country or ethnic group are people of high status.
They are the prophets of calamity, the arbiters of disputes, and the patron saints of their homeland.
People worship and believe in these great witches devoutly.
The real Great Witch is concerned about the luck of a country and the livelihood of the people, how can he become a tool of a certain person?
At the beginning, Lin Xi felt that it was King Jinglan himself who was pretending to be a ghost, supplemented by some drugs and other things to facilitate the control of those little lords.
Later, the death of the two leopards and the hood full of aura fluctuations let Lin Xi know that she was a little too taken for granted.
What is this place?
Pioneer Star!
There was no survey of the community, and they were left with a simple division of the area.
Even she may well be the first executor of this world.
Here, don't expect anything from logic.
In the past, when she was on a mission, her [Death Spell] and space would always be sealed in the ordinary plane.
Therefore, she habitually decided that this should be a relatively savage ancient ordinary plane.
Lin Xi had seen Ah Li casting spells, and he had also seen Qu Jiuxiao casting spells, on the other hand, this person and the two accomplice leopards, foul smell, bloody, Lin Xi only felt the evil aura of this person's mana, and there was no such compassionate feeling of the witch god on the statue at all.
Whether there is a god in this world, Lin Xi can't judge, but those brutal systems, the trampling on women and the objectification of Indian slaves, even if there is a god, she has no good feelings for this god at all.
What kind of good thing would it be to be chopped to the end by Aralei and even give up his body to hide back in the statue?
She remembered that the most fearful of thunder and lightning in the world were sneaky and demonic things.
The strength of this thing that has shown before is definitely not the same as it is now.
If he had given Lin Xi's Zhihai such an attack at the beginning, Lin Xi estimated that she would probably directly explode Zhihai, have a mental breakdown, and die in this plane.
And now his attack can only give her a headache.
This shows that he is only strong on the outside and in the middle now, and it is even likely that he was deceived by his pretense from the beginning.
Holding back the headache that seemed to explode at any moment, the incense burner struck the statue with great precision, even though the man was skewed like a drunk.
This time, there was no more hindrance, and the statue of the witch god was smashed with a "bang", and the entire head and half of the shoulder were shattered, leaving only the headless body and an arm standing extremely miserable.
Lin Xi sensed a cold soul rushing out of the statue in embarrassment, and ran towards the body on the ground again.
The shock at this moment has returned to the miserable appearance of being pinched off by Lin Xi and covered in blood.
Others didn't know, but Lin Xi used his divine sense to "see" clearly, ripped off his skirt and rubbed some dog blood on the ground, and threw it away in the face of shock.
A stinking white smoke rose again, and Lin Xi could almost hear the dog's blood corroding the soul and making a "bang" sound.
"I'm just looking for a place to live in this mud womb, and I want to reshape my body with the power of the people's wishes and prayers, why do you want to kill them all!" Seeing that Lin Xi ordered people to use almost all the dog blood on the ground, the statue of the witch god that had been shattered and the body of the shocked Lan were tightly wrapped, and a life-size soul body full of scars and white smoke appeared in front of Lin Xi.
The soul without a physical body is exposed like this, although it is at night, the power of the law that belongs to this world still will not allow such an existence against the sky, he is like a mass of flesh and blood without the support of skin and bones, every step is faltering, and it is visible to the naked eye that it is eliminated little by little by the power of the law.
He was very frightened, he was not so afraid when he was murdered by his fellow disciples and lost his body.
I chose to possess this statue because of the heavy bloody aura and a few faint wisps of heavenly luck.
There is a siege going on inside this temple.
He had the wit to use the only chance to possess this god, and the years of worship could also allow him to increase his cultivation, and those flesh and luck could help him condense his body as soon as possible, which was more cost-effective than taking it.
The sons killed each other while forcing their aging father to pass on the position to him.
Two were killed and one was injured, and the elderly father was the one who was dying.
He was thrown at the foot of the idol, and his forehead was slammed against the foot on which the god had taken, and the father screamed, "O god of God, do you really exist in this world?" I think I have devoutly offered you for many years, if you have a spirit, why don't you get rid of such disobedient and father-killing things that are inferior to animals! ”
"You pierce your middle finger, smear your blood on me, and swear that within a hundred years all your descendants will sacrifice all your flesh and blood to me, and I will help you rejuvenate and regain the country!"
A voice full of majesty sounded in his head, the abyss was like a lightning strike, could it really be that the witch god heard his prayers?
He looked back at the sons who were still fighting, such a descendant, die and die!
Besides, he felt that it was just a hallucination when his life was dying, so he casually agreed.
So the seven sons of Yuanyuan earned me, and the last one to inherit the lord's position turned out to be an illegitimate son raised outside in Yuanyuan that no one had ever seen - the eighth child.
The reason why he was able to successfully become the Lord of the Red Sky was because Shocking Lan held all the tokens of the Abyss, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of the Abyss when he was young.
The main reason is that the sons of Yu Yuan all killed each other in that forced the palace. After taking care of his son's funeral, he was grief-stricken and passed away.
The past is like yesterday.
The evil cultivator who was inside the statue of the witch god wanted to tempt this woman to sign a blood oath with him again.
In fact, as long as it takes thirty years, after thirty years, this idol will become his physical body, and at that time, he will inherit all the wishes of this witch god statue, and his cultivation will be greatly increased, and he can return to the sect to find those two fellow disciples who destroyed his body to take revenge!
Seeing that the soul that was forced out no longer pretended to be a ghost like before, but directly called himself "Daoyou", Lin Xi was even more sure of the idea in his heart, this was an evil cultivator who occupied the magpie's nest.
At this moment, his divine soul was constantly emitting white smoke because it was being eroded by the power of the plane rules a little bit, which reminded Lin Xi of Shen Qiao, who almost killed Ah Li during the world mission.
Her [Death Spell] is restricted, and she really has nothing to do in the face of such a divine soul, but she has no way, the space has a way!
Lin Xi remembered that Ah Li said that the size of her spatial area depended on the soul power she put into it, so why hesitate?
I like you as an evil soul, and Lao Tzu has no psychological pressure at all when he cleans up.