The court worshippers from the Bright Imperial Family had solemn expressions, and their faces showed a holy light. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThey stood in the sea of corpses and blood, and let the blood of the gendarmes soak their naked feet, and these offerings showed the color of mercy, like monuments standing in the Shura field. They chanted softly in their mouths, not loudly, but clear and far away, covering most of the battlefield in the rear.

The voice rang out, and the frantic attack of the black-clothed gendarmes suddenly slowed down. The huge psychological pressure brought by that demon-like man before also disappeared in an instant. At this moment, for the gendarmes, it is like a long drought and a rainstorm, immersed in a certain wonderful and comfortable mood. Gradually, their eyes showed a look of fanaticism, which was an obsession and belief in some unknown and mysterious existence.

"Old poor sour, what kind of evil art is this?" Guo Zizhong frowned, this strange chant made him feel extremely bad.

"Sanskrit singing. The moon shadowless appeared from the void, and he was also slightly moved.

"Brahman...... What? What is Aliawaro, Ngawa Gambiran, this is clearly the language of birds! Old poor sour, ......do you even know this?" Guo Zizhong couldn't see this kind of performance of pretending to be a ghost.

Moon Shadowless: "The sacred scriptures record that the ancient mysterious and powerful Eastern God Clan once had three major sects, located under the divine royal power, one of which is Sanskritism, and this Sanskrit chant is one of the most important spells of this sect. ”

Guo Zizhong: "Spells? Isn't this the most smug thing for you guys who claim to be gods? I think these offerings are all human beings, how can they master this kind of spell?"

Moon Shadow: "Not all spells require talent, such as Sanskrit. According to the sacred scriptures, Sanskrit chanting is a rare group spirit spell. As long as they have a deep understanding of Sanskrit teachings and have devout beliefs, even ordinary humans can perform Sanskrit chanting spells through group chanting.

I also didn't expect that the Bright Imperial Family would have such a mysterious ancient spell, it seems that eight hundred years ago, the inheritance obtained by the Bright Royal Family was far more than just a Camerdon. They have more power than anyone could imagine. ”

Guo Zizhong: "Old poor and sour, I heard you say it so solemnly, maybe this spell is extremely powerful, but I don't feel it at all!"

Moon Wuying: "Fandu is destined to be a person, and your bloody killing god has always been the object of Sanskrit's degree." ”

Guo Zizhong: "Duhua?"

The moon is shadowless: "The soul is gone." ”

Guo Zizhong: "...... then why don't you hurry up and shut the mouths of these bastards." ”

The moon has no shadow: "In Sanskrit singing, there is peace and harmony, and every syllable contains deep meaning." It is of great benefit to me to dissipate the murderous intent in my heart, and it would be a disappointment to disappoint them. ”

Guo Zizhong: "Old poor and sour, don't you think you can't beat it, and you're ready to be caught, right?"

Yue Wuying was silent, and his expression was full of silence.

Guo Zizhong pouted, he still didn't believe in this evil. In the final analysis, these guys who pretend to be ghosts are just the chaste archway set up by the queen's slut, can they be some kind of virtuous people. He carried a long sword and approached the surrounding court worship step by step.

However, before Guo Zizhong could take three steps, he felt that he was stuck in a quagmire, and a huge spiritual pressure suddenly descended. Guo Zizhong stabilized his body, but he couldn't control the agitation of his internal organs, he was bored and nauseated, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

"Donor, as long as you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha on the spot!" said a hairless old man in the center of the enshrinement. His voice was like a morning bell at dusk, hitting Guo Zizhong's heart.

"Donor, Buddha, orc grandmother, what are you talking about? Can you not say this kind of bird language, Lao Tzu, I hate shameless people who hide and make a fool of themselves. Guo Zizhong took a deep breath, if it wasn't for his firm mind just now, he would almost really put down the sword in his hand. This made him more determined to pierce the other party's hypocritical face. Guo Zizhong suddenly shouted, and took another step forward in the spiritual quagmire.

The bald old man's eyes froze: "The donor doesn't want to fall into the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation forever." ”

Guo Zizhong let out a long laugh: "I don't understand what you're talking about, but I know what you're doing." As a court worshipper, you have enjoyed the food and clothing of the Ye royal family and the people of the world for generations. Now that you obey the orders of the queen, the king-killer, and are willing to be the servants of the powerful, do you still have a little shame?

Do you think that if you master a little bit of magic and mystery, you can really go to the altar and make irresponsible remarks about your food and clothing? To put it bluntly, you are just a group of rotten tablets that take refuge in the Bright Dynasty and enjoy fireworks and worship every day!"

As soon as these words came out, the bald old man's complexion changed, and the muddy swamp that trapped Guo Zizhong loosened a lot. The opportunity was rare, Guo Zizhong's body was like electricity, and his long sword stabbed straight at the bald old man.

With a snort, the old man didn't dodge or dodge, and let the long sword penetrate his chest.

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" the old man recited a verse in a deep voice, and suddenly his eyes were golden, and he raised his hand to touch the top of Guo Zizhong's head.

Guo Zizhong was taken aback, and hurriedly drew his sword and retreated. saw that the wound on the other party's chest overflowed with a soft glow, and the bloodstains instantly turned into nothingness under the reflection of the brilliance. The terrible sword wound healed in an instant. Could it be that this Sanskrit chant will make the other party become an immortal being?

Guo Zizhong was in shock, when he suddenly heard a terrible scream, only to see that not far behind the bald old man, a gendarme's whole body convulsed, his face instantly aged, and then his whole body withered and turned into a pile of dry bones. All this happened almost at the same time as the bald old man's wound healed.

Guo Zizhong suddenly realized that the other party had borrowed the vitality of the gendarme, although he didn't know how the old man did it, but this strange spell was obviously not as noble and holy as the other party showed. No wonder he and the queen are all the way, hypocritical and vicious!

At this time, the voice of the moon without shadow also came: "It turns out that you only have to sing the shape of the Sanskrit, but you have not obtained the essence of the Sanskrit singing. But I think highly of you. In that case, let's go to hell and have a good understanding!" he took a slight step, as if penetrating from one side of the space to the other, and stepped directly into the middle of the palace worship ring formation. This was blatant contempt, and the moon looked around carelessly, her whole body exuding an overwhelming killing intent, and the power of faith in the mire was instantly expelled.

Immediately, the sound of Sanskrit singing was loud, and the more majestic power of spiritual belief once again covered Yue Wuying and Guo Zizhong, and the quagmire reappeared. The black-clothed gendarmes with obsessive and fanatical eyes all knelt on the ground, and as the power of spiritual belief spread more and more, more and more gendarmes knelt down feverishly, like black wheat waves, row after row, which was impressive. What's even more terrifying is that as the sound of Sanskrit singing becomes clearer and louder, there are constantly black-clothed gendarmes who turn into dry bones in the terrible screams.

This scene terrified the Overseer's gendarmerie reserves, which had already lost their ability to resist, and more of them began to retreat desperately, no matter how much the reserves tried to stop the torrent. Gradually, the retreat turned into a rout, and the successive blows and the fear of the unknown had overwhelmed everything. Even after the reserve killed several of the fleeing gendarmes, the gendarmes had a tendency to riot.

Dai Chen, who was watching the battle from a tall building in the distance, had a pale face, and the situation was faintly beyond his control, whether it was the strength shown by Guo Zizhong or the queen, he was deeply jealous. It seems that the eight hundred years of accumulation of the Bright Royal Family is really not something he can shake overnight.

Dai Chen had already begun to wonder if the little emperor had fallen into the hands of the queen, otherwise how could she be so unscrupulous. You must know that the gendarmes who are now dying at the hands of those worshippers have far exceeded the previous killings by Guo Zizhong. This is not what an ally should do. Didn't the queen know that Huo Yu was in his hands, or did she not care about Huo Yu's life and death?

That's right, in the eyes of today's empress, the future empire only needs a queen dowager is enough. As for Huo Yu, the young queen mother, she will only be an extra threat. As the princess, Huo Yu, whether he is killed by him, or ruined by ****, will no longer pose a threat to the queen.

This woman really has a good plan! This kind of practice of beating a stick to give a sweet date really has some meaning of scheming kingly. It's just that the queen doesn't understand at all that he, Dai Chen, is no longer the dog he used to be, and he has become a bloodthirsty wolf.

There is no submission, only destruction!(To be continued.) )