Ah Shan saw that the Holy Son was so anxious, so he could only stubbornly say: It's just that a few minutes after the sneak attack began, they saw that we were invincible here, so they threw down their armor and fled. There was even a person who was ashamed to say: Life is gone, what more faith do you need!

After saying this, Ahyama bowed his head in shame.

"Haha, it seems that life and faith are still important!" Ao Tianxue let out a crisp laugh and looked at the Holy Son. The Holy Son's face turned red instantly, and he was ashamed.

Hey, it's embarrassing to be at grandma's house! The Holy Son is like a rooster in a defeated battle, looking down at the Miao warriors who are in the midst of the continuous battle in front of him and have dropped their weapons. During the day, these people are still happily swearing allegiance to themselves, and they can give up everything for themselves. Can...

The Miao people have no faith, although in the hearts of all Miao people, the temple is recognized as their yearning for the holy place, but only because for hundreds of years, they have heard many stories of saving people from the temple from their ancestors. As for myself, few people have experienced it firsthand. In such a turbulent era, who doesn't want to find a backer, for thousands of years, the Miao people have been tortured by witchcraft enough, the reason why the village is controlled by the big witches, there is no way, they are afraid, they can't beat the big witches at all, and they are also afraid of witchcraft.

Thousands of skulls and corpses below stepped through the cottage and entered it, raging and burning, scaring everyone into fleeing. Of course, there are also Miao people who resist to the death, these people are just praying mantis as cars.

This is the first time to see the Miao people fighting so intuitively, and the witchcraft that they are usually proud of is vicious and terrible in the battlefield, and it is only now that the Holy Son understands why the Miao people hate wizards so much.

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist came from a distance and fell into the courtyard. There was another shout of killing outside the stockade. The Holy Son was overjoyed, thinking that it was a rescuer, but after a closer look, his heart was half cold. It was actually the warriors of the three major villages, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky under the black pressure, and at the same time, the moment the smoke entered the village, the resisting Miao brothers began to vomit, and even some people's skin was ulcerated.

The Holy Son secretly screamed badly, stepped forward, aimed at the battlefield below, his eyes were closed, his body was glowing with a faint white light, the white light buzzed, and the light increased almost instantly, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day, and the light was dazzling.

The Holy Son controlled the power of the Holy Son with all his might, shining the light on the Miao brothers below, everyone recovered instantly, and even some of the poisons were lifted, and their spirits were shocked, and they began to fight back and kill the enemy. Even the brothers and warriors who escaped halfway through were blessed by the Son and were full of strength. looked at his hands in surprise, turned his head, looked at everyone who was constantly recovering his combat effectiveness on the battlefield, slashed the picture of the bone corpse, gritted his teeth, actually picked up his weapon, turned around and joined the battlefield anew.

The bright light that suddenly appeared, Ao Tianxue covered her eyes uncomfortably, and only after getting used to it did she slowly look at the Holy Son.

At this time, the Holy Son was like a shining sun, radiating in all directions, and at the same time emitting a milky white light, illuminating everything around him without concealment. This was the first time that Ao Tianxue had seen the Holy Son exert his power and emit such a strong light.

The night emits such an intense glow that it is naturally appealing. The poisonous witch fighting on the battlefield suddenly raised his head, and saw that on the top of the mountain, the corners of the mouth of the Holy Son, who emitted a strong milky white light, were slightly upturned, and he roared: Mo Xiao, King Li, you control the bone corpse.

After speaking, he turned into a black mist and went towards the Holy Son who radiated light. And the cursed witches who had just rushed into Miao Village looked at each other as if they were away from each other, nodded at the same time, and walked towards the Holy Son.

The temple has sprung up, and the spiritual leader is the Holy Son, if the Holy Son is killed at this time, and the spiritual pillar of the temple collapses, there is no reason to summon believers, and at that time, the temple will not be destroyed.

"Hahaha, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. The Holy Son has taken his life," the poisonous witch's voice shook the sky and burst into laughter.