Chapter 12 You Are Not Worthy of the Worship of Ten Thousand People!
She stood up with her fists clenched, reflected in the moonlight.
Quickly keep up with the pace of the escape of the first eye five, and force the monster directly to the bottom of the Jingshan Mountain, and then there is the ghost altar in the troubled times.
He couldn't have the courage to run to the ghost altar in troubled times, and if he fell into the ghost altar, he would fall into hell.
Knowing that the people behind him were chasing after him, he must have killed himself to relieve his hatred, so he stopped in the open space of the rocky beach and turned around to confront Jiu Mu head-on.
The white figure stepped on the stream of the river, allowing the water to splash down the plain skirt, and the sword in his hand gradually approached.
He squinted at the only eye under his brow.
Obviously, she was inquired into, but the results showed that she was just a miscellaneous god who did dirty things for the gods of the heavenly realm.
He stared at the sword in the woman's hand, even more confused, but the miscellaneous gods would have such a great momentum? The sword in her hand apparently was.
--- Bone Sword!
The bone blade is melted into the ashes, and every time it is stained with blood, the anger and anger of the injured person will all melt into the blade, and the sword wielder needs extremely strong energy to control.
It was precisely because he knew that her whole body was weak, so he dared to touch the sword behind her back that day and night, and it has now been determined that it is a bone sword.
But she?
As the chopsticks she held her long hair fell off during the chase, the black hair like a waterfall fell on her shoulders, and countless sharp wind blades surrounded her body, cutting the turbulent stream into pieces.
How is it different from the past? Her murderous aura at this time was no less than that of the Heavenly Realm Lord who had once taken a photo, how could it be!
This power is not divine power, it is something!
Seeing this, Yimowu straightened up, knowing that he had obviously encountered some trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and said in a slightly frightened tone: "You don't want to know what Xu Renqing gave me?" ”
"What do you want? Don't want to, so what? ”
Kugi didn't wait for him to speak again, and flew to shave off Ichigo's scalp with a single sword, but he still kept muttering.
"Xu, Xu Renqing snatched my eyes and pressed me into a single eye, do you really think he is as pure and innocent as you believe?"
He held on to the gravel on the ground and didn't resist, and suddenly laughed a few times, and several black blood slid down from his face to his neck.
"It's all his play for you! But you're just a miscellaneous god, you ... ”
Jiu Mu didn't listen to the previous words at all, but as soon as the word "miscellaneous god" came out, the sword pierced his heart.
The tall and thin eyes in her eyes turned to ashes, stirred into powder by the sharp wind beside her.
Jiumu stroked the clean blade in it, and said with satisfaction: "This is really a good sword." ”
It was easier to solve than she thought, and after standing still, she glanced at the moonlit golden dome of the fairy in the deep forest, and clenched her fists.
The terrifying scene in the courtyard of the swallow house echoed in my mind, those innocent teenagers, creatures who were played with by monsters.
Her nails were cut into her palms, and a huge flame suddenly rose from her stomach and spread to her head and limbs, and the golden dome of the Immortal View in the distance was really dazzling.
One eye and five are evil ghosts, and if they cover it up with force, it is naturally difficult for the mortal government to compete with it.
But this matter is more than ostentatious to the gods, Yanzishe is under the nose of General Tiancheng!
As the martial god of the suppression party, he kept burning incense, and tens of thousands of people knelt down to ask for peace, but he didn't care about this kind of thing!
It is also up to the wish-making person to draw a lifespan to seek the place of the lower miscellaneous gods.
Who knew that the wisher was not the teenager's parents? Who knew that the wisher was not the young man's brother or sister? Who can guarantee that the person making the wish is not a half-centenarian with gray hair?
If his flesh and blood disappear without a trace, multiple evidences point directly to the swallow house, but he doesn't know that the one who is wrongly bewitched is actually the blood relatives of the same disease.
Once the painting took the only remaining hope to try to save the situation and save those who did not suffer from it.
Ten years of life! Ten years of life!
Could it be that the freedom of hundreds of teenagers is as low as grass mustard, and it should have come to this!
Blood rushed to Kuki's brain, and she leaped forward, stepping on the branches in the forest, so fast that the branches that were stained by her feet did not move at all.
The incense that I didn't realize on weekdays turned into a foul smell at this time, and it got into Jiumu's nose and pricked the flesh on his heart with needles.
Stepping on the last branch, the white figure fell lightly to the ground, but startled the comfortable birds around.
The scarlet eyes were raised, and the magnificent immortal view came into view.
Even at night, this huge building is surrounded by countless candles, and the candle flame reflects it, like a fairy palace, resplendent in gold.
Strands of Kuki's long jet-black hair floated into the air, his eyebrows sharp and his fists clenched.
A strong wind gradually gathered around him, and the wind grew from small to large, until the canopy of the huge ancient trees around it was blown and swayed in all directions.
Her gaze fell on the statue of General Tiancheng in the hall.
The god is handsome and majestic, holding a spear and pointing straight to the sky, which is even more painful in Jiumu's eyes.
"You are not worthy of the worship of these ten thousand people!"
This sentence was said to the government by the Taoist priests who had escaped the catastrophe in the temple, and they only saw a woman with her hair blown up, but she smashed the entire hall of Tiancheng Temple by herself.
The government does not believe it, Tiancheng Temple is the largest building in Jiangzhou, which occupies half of Wangjing Mountain.
How could it be possible to be smashed by a woman overnight and there was nothing left?
Although the adults in the city came to see it in person, all the Taoist priests firmly believed that what they said was true, so they had to make portraits based on the description of Xiaodao who had witnessed the true face of the madman, and posted them all over the city.