Snowy night, dense ......

In the outside world, there is already a thick layer on the ground.

Outside the great light, there were two more pairs of footprints on the ground in front of the door covered by wind and snow.

Lin Xie, who had dark eyes, and the old man with a hat stood back and forth.

Nearly a hundred obsessions also appeared behind them at the same time, but the footprints did not sink into the snow.

This door, the old man with the hat walked over at will, and it cracked.

Throughout the building, the siren of the alarm was heard: "Di-tu, Di-to-do, Di-too." "The people who stir up are panicked and distraught.

Lin Xie walked at the forefront and began to move according to the consciousness of the White Slashing Knife.

The biting chill mixed with the cold wind was brought into the first floor.

The group walked almost without making a sound, and the friction of their clothes did not make a rustling sound, like a cold-blooded yin soldier who quietly harvested the soul.

From the walls everywhere, they spontaneously ran out and were forced to guard the disabled obsession of the Great Light Sect, and they were oppressed by the Li family's obsession with consciousness, and they were almost controlled by one enemy and two.

The obsession of being enslaved by the Great Light Sect did not have much will to fight, but only resisted slightly, and many of them did not even look at each other, they just crawled on the ground and trembled, trembling with the natal coercion from Lin Xie and the Taidao.

It was almost dawn, but it was extremely dark, and the thick clouds and the snow as sharp as a bayonet in the wind made the night even colder.

Soon, this building was walked through, leaving behind an irresistible obsession of servitude.

The second floor is a place for ordinary believers to do things, and Ren Linxie is still an silent old man with a hat, and it is the first time to come.

This is a spacious floor with few columns, but at this time, there are thousands of pairs of eyes, staring fiercely at Lin Xie and the old man in the hat who appeared.

Behind them was the light of the fire, and through the gaps of several figures, the roaring firewood could also be seen.

This firewood will never be extinguished, there will always be believers to send dry firewood, and the thousands of believers present are also the most devout, addicted believers, they from all over the world, fade their professional identity, just to bow down in front of this sacred firewood, and when the worship is over, to return to society, waiting for the opportunity to come and bow again.

Tonight is also the day with the largest number of people.

There are still many obsessions in the world that are not controlled, and they stupidly follow the people of the Great Light Sect, who listen to the demagogic words and the illusion of happiness in the future life, and find the true meaning of life in the complicated and complicated rituals, which is actually all fucking bullshit.

Lin Xie didn't have this gang in his eyes at all, but they were already in the sound of the alarm, and they repaid their fierce hatred for the man who suddenly broke in.

"Kill him!"

"He's coming to quench my light!"

"This ugly man!"

"Holy Son, Holy Maiden, Dharma Protectors, I'm sorry! Let outsiders see our flame! ”

"Kill him!" An old woman roared, her mouth that was about to fall out, and with a roar, she was trampled on the ground by other crazy disciples behind her, and she was silent in an instant, and before she died, she was also excited and proud because she had roared for the great light.

Lin Xie took a step forward, and the mad cultist approached a meter in front of him.

His white slashing knife swung from his chest, from the far left, and slashed at the forehead of the first person, making a sound similar to that impact, and the person was not killed by the knife, but more like he was killed.

The mirror-like blade is cold, reflecting the faces that are pale with astonishment, and there is a little cold light condensed in the middle of the high burning blade on the edge of the blade, which seems to be flowing non-stop, adding to the sharp coolness.

The first few mad cultists who rushed over were already dead, and the people behind them rushed over again, their eyes blood-red, and they didn't give themselves a way out!

"They're just two people!"

"Kill him! Eat his flesh! Drink his blood dry! ”

Lin Xiemi's eyes were raised, and the knife had just paused on the far right, dripping with blood.

He collected his strength, took a step forward on his tiptoes, and took a deep breath.

The blade suddenly changed slightly, and the blood that had been dripping was actually "sucked" back by the knife, as bizarre as time reversal.

At this moment, the second group of people who rushed over had already pounced in front of Lin Xie's eyes, and in the next moment, they would engulf Lin Xie like a sea of ants.

"Huh!"

The knife simply slashed through the sharp blood light from the right and moved to the left.

Obviously they didn't cut it, which made the faces of those disciples who were about to pounce on Lin Xie in mid-air, but the joy didn't even take half a second, their feet were cut off in mid-air, and then they covered the legs that had lost their feet on the ground.

And that red sword light was still going farther away, slashing the souls that had already changed their taste in a more intense and expansive posture.

The disciples who were still behind him watched as the nearly a thousand disciples in front of him were cut into two pieces from the middle or forehead, and blood burst out from the flesh, almost extinguishing the fire of confidence that had always given people in the center.

"No way!" Someone used his own body, like a human wall, to block the blood from flowing to the holy fire, and at the same time looked at Lin Xie who was slowly approaching with trepidation.

"Demons!"

"Why bother with our sacred rituals, it's terrible!" Some people were shivering, even around the heat, they were still shivering, and they were frightened by the man who walked through the corpse, but his whole body was not stained with blood.

"Fuck you!"

Lin Xie specially slashed the man who was worthy of the sacred ritual from the forehead, and the man was directly split in half.

There were still a thousand disciples left in the field, but they looked at each other, but none of them dared to come out again.

Because not all believers are obsessed with forcing the consciousness of surrendering to the Great Light Sect, most of them come here because they have a hole in their hearts, just to find some sense of existence, or to get the coveted "ritual"

And those who were stuffed into consciousness, the most crazy, rushed to the front and were killed by Lin Xie with a knife, and the rest could only kneel in despair.

Facing the dimmering flame, they prayed: "Beloved Son and Daughter, we have come to find light, to embrace warmth, to have family, and we have loved you with all our might, but what about you? ”

The crying, the stinging sound echoed on the second floor, some people couldn't bear the blow, rushed to the holy fire, burned themselves alive in the fire, let out a terrible cry, and some people hit the wall again and again, so that the whole building not only had the sound of sirens but also the sound of death cracking bones.

Lin Xie turned his back to them, no longer looking at these bedbugs who gave their consciousness to others before their lives were completed.

He and the old man went to the third floor.

Hearing the movement, the old man and the delusional old man rushed over, and they had a face-to-face with Lin Xie.

Their eyelids were smeared with dark green liquid, and they recognized at a glance the nearly 100 obsessions that were densely packed around Lin Xie.

And there are only two or three around them, which is the limit of the number of obsessions they can manipulate, and other more obsessions are just listening to the words of the Holy Son.

But what about the Son?