"Haha~ Great!"

"There was ......"

"Altar master, you see, it's the Holy Spirit, it's really the Holy Spirit!"

"The Holy Spirit appeared! God bless the Holy Sect! ”

Wang Shen shouted frantically regardless of his image, and Hu Feng also opened his mouth excitedly, speechless.

The more the light points gathered, the more the Holy Spirit gradually became clearer, it was a white cloth, graceful figure of a woman, bathed in the hazy veil-like moonlight, like real and illusory, like a fairy like a holy, people dare not blaspheme.

"Childe, look!"

"Childe, do you see that woman in white who is three feet tall and looks like a fairy, that is the Holy Spirit, and there are all kinds of visions......"

Rat Yi looked excited, and it was difficult to help telling Xu Qian.

"Our altar will definitely succeed, haha~"

"This is the legendary Holy Spirit, how beautiful!"

"It's beautiful, it's really a fairy!"

Xu Qian, who was originally frightened and retreated, was deeply attracted by her when he saw the Holy Spirit, and he reversed his fear just now, and forgot the terrifying image underground.

Xu Qian looked at the Holy Spirit obsessively, rubbed his hands salivatingly, and approached step by step, he was like a wild wolf chasing after his prey, and a pair of 'Kazlan' big eyes were constantly patrolling the holy spirit, eager to stick the pair of dead fish eyes to the holy spirit.

If it weren't for Rat Yi hugging him tightly, I'm afraid he would have climbed the railing and pounced directly.

"Childe, don't be so abrupt, this is the Holy Spirit, the great existence of the Holy Sect, and there must be no blasphemy towards it."

"It's disrespectful."

Although Hu Feng disdained Xu Qian's style, for the smooth progress of the baptism and the smooth birth of the saint, he still spoke out to persuade Xu Qian.

"You get out of here, I'm rambling, don't I understand, it's really a disappointment......"

"Other people's dogs still know how to face their owners, hum~"

Xu Qian waved his hand at Hu Feng disdainfully, he still hated Hu Feng's actions before, and ruthlessly opened his mouth to belittle Hu Feng, and the angry Hu Feng took two big mouthfuls of cold wind in succession to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Hmph~"

Xu Qian no longer paid attention to Hu Feng, whose face was flushed by his words, and did not restrain himself, he directly leaned on the railing, looking at the Holy Spirit with glowing eyes, and his mouth continued to sigh.

"It's so beautiful, it's a masterpiece in the world, it's worthy of the Holy Spirit, it's a fairy descending to earth, it's too TMD and tempting."

"Hehe, I don't know where some people's butts are crooked, go away, and they will help outsiders bully their sons......"

Rat Yi took the opportunity to fall into the well and smashed Hu Feng, but Hu Feng's worries were not unreasonable, he hurriedly pulled Xu Qian, and said softly, "Childe, bear with me, really don't be rude to the Holy Spirit......"

"Otherwise, when the baptism is over, my subordinates will take you to the clubhouse to go to the fire."

"Go away, go away, don't bother me......"

Now Xu Qian's eyes are full of eyes, and his mind is full of the Holy Spirit that radiates light and is full of holy charm, where can he still take care of their words.

Xiao ...... Shaw...... Xiao He...... It's ......"

Zhao Jing swallowed her saliva, the picture in front of her was beyond her imagination, she couldn't even say a complete sentence, she looked at Xiao He with a dull expression, and kept gesturing up and down with her hands.

"How...... What...... It's going to be so big, it's ...... What, is it the devil? Is it still a youkai? ”

"Yes, yes...... Don't...... Is it a bodhisattva apparition? No...... Not ......"

Cheng Wan was also surprised to look at the huge glowing figure, and shook her head again and again after speaking, how could there be a true trace of a Bodhisattva in this terrifying place......

And...... The Bodhisattva is also fake, it doesn't work, since she was arrested and came here, I don't know how many times she pleaded with the Bodhisattva, but it has not been fulfilled.

The figure that suddenly appeared in front of him was not only huge, but also exuded light, which simply broke Zhao Jing and Cheng Wan's cognition for more than ten years, and they were stunned when they looked at the figure for a while.

"Holy Spirit?"

"Hehe~ Evil spirits are real!"

Xiao He looked at the illusory figure suspended in mid-air exuding holy brilliance, who would have thought that such a holy image would be exchanged for the lives of hundreds of innocent women.

Xiao He felt that being kidnapped this time was not entirely bad, and it also gave him a lot of gains.

It tore open the veil of mystery in this world, and let him really see the cruelty of this world, not as beautiful as imagined, bloody and predatory.

Xiao He reached out to hold Zhao Jing's hand, her slender fingers were cold and stiff, and Zhao Jing was obediently pulled behind by Xiao He.

If it was on weekdays, Xiao He dared to be so vain and rude, and he would have taught him a lesson a long time ago, letting him know that she Zhao Jing was not an ordinary weak woman.

Xiao He rubbed Cheng Wan's head again, comforted and comforted her, and then looked at the huge light-shaped figure.

The so-called Holy Spirit's posture is floating, like a fairy coming to the world, but the head is still hazy, Xiao He tried his best to see his face clearly, but it was like a hazy veil, unable to see his true face.

"Why can't you see her face clearly? The gods are mysterious, they won't be as ugly as stone statues, hehe! ”

As the points of light converged, the Holy Spirit became more and more condensed, and the stone tablet emitting black and red points of light also stopped interacting with the pillar of light.

The stele flew to the feet of the Holy Maiden, turned into a blood-colored lotus platform, lifted the Holy Maiden and flew into the air, looking at the Holy Spirit.

The saint's little feet as pure as jade tapped lightly on the blood-colored lotus platform, her eyes were closed quietly, and her shabby clothes fluttered in the wind, like a fairy who had just ascended to the fairy world and had just faded from the mortal womb.

Looking at it, the tall Holy Spirit, which is very different in size, seems to be illusory, graceful, and floating like a flying fairy.

Although she couldn't see her true face clearly, it made people feel a sense of calm and stability, and the two slender and gentle pinched the magic seal with unknown meaning on her chest.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, the saint is extraordinary, and the Holy Spirit is immortal and ......"

Xu Qian's eyes lit up, staring closely at the Holy Maiden and the Holy Spirit, muttering to himself from time to time, and Rat Yi nodded in agreement from time to time.

This miraculous scene brought them shock, incredible, and was called a holy miracle.

But for Xiao He, who has been well-informed in two lives, it is still not enough, after all, high-definition giant screens, 3D projections, etc., I have never seen anything strange and strange.

Although I don't know what the figure of the woman in white who is called the Holy Spirit by the cult is, it is light and phantom, it looks like a holographic projection, but seriously, what 9D was before, compared to this, it is weak, this is immersive, you can see it clearly, you can feel it.

Only then did Xiao He realize that since the illusory Holy Spirit appeared, the music echoing in the cave had become more and more sluggish, and the mysterious patterns formed by the grooves filled with blood on the ground were shining brightly.

The softness of the Holy Spirit Seal suddenly moved, and he slowly stretched out a flawless index finger like white jade to the holy woman, and gently pointed it on the holy woman's smooth forehead.

A little red light suddenly lit up from the place where the fingers met the forehead, dazzling and dazzling, like the rising sun that had just revealed the horizontal line, not only did not bring hope, but was full of bloody death and suffocation.

"Ah~"

The saint, who had a quiet face, had just been ignited by the Holy Spirit, as if she had been burned by a hot soldering iron, and shouted frantically, but she seemed to be restrained, unable to move, and could only keep shouting to relieve the pain.

"Snakes, so many snakes, entangled in the ...... of the saint"

"Rat Easy ...... Click...... I...... Order you, hurry up and help the Holy Maiden, the Holy Maiden will not be able to stand it! ”

Xu Qian watched the holy woman he admired being overwhelmed by countless snakes, where could he stand it, grabbed Rat Yi's collar, and shouted loudly, forcing Rat Yi to go up and help.

"Childe, this is the necessary stage of the saint, as long as she survives, she is the real saint!" Rat Yi politely refused to allow Qian.

"Xiao Gongzi ......"

"Xiao He ......"

The two women, who were just about to calm down their previous fears, suddenly heard the cry of pain from the saint, and seemed to hear the silent resentment of hundreds of women, even if they covered their ears, they couldn't stop it, and the cry of death from the bottom of their hearts was so frightened that they grabbed Xiao He again.

"Hiss......"

Xiao He didn't care about enjoying the wonderful taste of falling into softness, and was attracted by the tragic situation of the saint.

The original stone tablet full of the blood of the woman's resentment turned into a blood-colored lotus platform, held at the feet of the saint, and the lotus petals were filled with red light, and gradually turned into a blood mist, winding around the saint.

The wisps of blood mist were like countless red snakes, squirming up from the feet of the saint, and after a while, the blood red infected the saint's golden lotus like white porcelain, which was particularly dazzling.

Hiss~hiss~

The blood mist red snake attacked the city all the way, climbed the plateau, stepped through the basin, climbed the peak, and passed through the place like a shackle to tie up the saint's five flowers, and finally came to the saint's smooth face, the original quiet face was even more strange under the dazzling blood mist.

"Ah~"

The blood mist roamed in front of the saint's mouth, and it rushed into the mouth of the saint maiden, and her nostrils rushed straight in.

With the continuous influx of blood mist snakes, the saint became more and more painful, the burning on her forehead, the blood mist continued to pour into her mouth and nose, and under the double stimulation, the pain made her face hideous, and she exhaled with a headache.

"Ah~ah~~"

Xiao He and the others looked at the saintess in mid-air who seemed to be wrapped in a blood-colored cocoon by blood mist, and couldn't help but shudder when they heard her screams that hurt to the bone marrow.

The twelve stone statues once again waved the ancient instruments in their hands, and the sluggish and intermittent music suddenly became high.

A song from the distant and desolate past, like the roar of a beast, like the wrath of the sky, should echo the cry of the saint's pain, loud and passionate, like a sharp arrow piercing the clouds, piercing the sky.

A complete ancient piece of music resounded in the silent cavern.