A dark red, pustular-covered carp floats at the mouth of the hole.

The bony claws of the fins of the fish rest on the edges, and the head of the fish looks out over the cabin like a twisted and painful human face.

The sarcoma on the top of the head, blood is gushing out, there is a pink and white umbilical cord entangled and rising in the gap, and the top is condensed with a strange flesh mass full of blood veins and meridians on the surface.

A naked, child-like torso is sitting cross-legged on top of it, in an incomprehensible posture, with a large number of blood vessels connected to it, transporting energy all the time.

The incense was still burning, and the smoke was swallowed up by the monsters of such people, transforming it into the energy of its actions, causing it to raise its arms and pinch out the magic tricks, and its faceless face was constantly trembling, as if it was saying something.

"All of you are gathered here today, it is really a blessing for all of us in the Shinto, and the poor Dao is here today in order to introduce these fellow Daoists who have sacrificed for the great cause into the immortal realm, so that they can become corpse immortals, accompany us, and continue to fight!"

A crisp voice sounded in his ears, and Yan Jing half-narrowed his eyes, looking at the extremely moved fallen god believers in front of him, and only felt disgusted.

As soon as the carp appeared, Yan Jing sensed that something was wrong.

The sound it made was accompanied by a spiritual impact, and the fog that spread throughout the bilge was even more downright poisonous.

He Xian and Lu Qing stood here in order to give psychological hints to the other fallen god believers, making them think that everything was normal, and the scene in their eyes was even more real.

In fact, from the moment the carp appeared, they had already fallen into a trap set in advance by the Shintoists.

As for this "Dao Monarch Master", Yan Jing originally thought that he could take this opportunity to meet the core figures in the Shinto congregation, but now it seems that what appears here is just a flesh and blood clone of the other party.

I have to admit that the other party's method is really unexpected.

If it weren't for the [Divine Thoughts] and [Xiangliu] of the Dragon and Tiger Yama statues, Rao and Yan Jing would have been able to suffer this dark loss.

Of course, Yan Jing would not be kind enough to remind these fallen god believers that they would not be willing to accept the baptism of this ritual after they had already been polluted by the belief in fallen gods.

No matter what he thought in his heart, Yan Jing still chose to follow the example of the person next to him, putting on a yearning look, and his eyes locked on the corpse in the bottom bilge, trying to figure out what the so-called "corpse fairy" was.

The Dao Tong of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone in the Illusion Realm had already suspended from the lotus platform at this time, his hands pinched out the magic formula one after another, and he chanted an obscure incantation in his mouth, and a light golden light gathered in front of him, turning into an incomparably mysterious talisman.

Suddenly, flower petals appeared in the entire bilge with the spiritual light, and then scattered and poured into the corpses on the ground.

In an instant, their bodies began to show spirit patterns, their blue-gray skin gradually became fair, ruddy, not to mention, the injuries that had caused death before were healed rapidly......

At this time, Yan Jing saw a completely different scene.

The twisted mass of flesh under the seat of the Dao Monarch flew out from under him, hovering above the many corpses.

The strange carp let out a painful scream, and Yan Jing finally understood where the sound he heard came from, it was from it at all!

"If you eat a giant, you will live long, and the shape can be extended; There is no moon fire at night, no one can see me, and the form can be ......hidden."

As the speed of the incantation became faster and faster, and the carp's pronunciation was really not clear, Yan Jing could only roughly understand the first few words, and then he could only understand the progress of the Dao Monarch's spell by observing the changes in the twisted flesh mass in front of him.

The twisted lump of flesh with a diameter of half a meter was first pulled in all directions, turning into a disgusting piece of flesh skin full of blue-red meridians.

Smoke condensed by the power of faith from the anomalous piety incense poured into it.

Transforms it into a very strange talisman.

With flesh and blood as the backbone, the meridians outline the corners, and the umbilical cord continuously supplies energy to it......

At the moment when it was formed, the light in the bilge, which was not very bright, was completely swallowed up by the shadows, and the flames in the kerosene lamp were still dancing, but they could not let their light shine in the slightest.

The smell of evil is spreading wantonly.

At this moment, Yan Jing only felt that his vocabulary was extremely lacking, and he could not describe what he saw.

The horror he had experienced in the dark calamity of the Divine World came to his mind, and Yan Jing immediately affirmed that this talisman was by no means a power that the Shinto people could possess, and it must be the power given to them by some evil spirit!

It's no wonder that the Divine Beings, a group of rats who have been dormant for many years, suddenly have the strength to compete with the Three Priests and the Hades, so it seems that they have clearly found some way to make a deal with the evil spirits of the other world.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Jing endured the discomfort caused by looking directly at the talisman in front of him, and tried to record it, and then maybe he could learn more through the Hades.

As the talisman took shape, a large number of fleshy tentacles began to stretch out from its base, and they burrowed straight into the corpse on the ground with a brief delay in mid-air, and began to inject energy into it.

Soldier liberation and immortality?

Thinking of what Lu Qing had mentioned earlier, Yan Jing's attention turned to these corpses.

The fallen god believers who should have been completely dead suddenly trembled when they were infused with these energies, Yan Jing thought that they would transform into zombies, but they didn't expect that as time passed, their corpses actually started a new round of mutations!

To be precise, the mutations of these fallen gods are completely different, and they seem to follow some kind of law, or the abilities that they believe in are acquired by the fallen gods......

What Yan Jing saw now alone was a person with batter wings on his back, a string of sarcomas bulging on his shoulders, turning into a drum-like appearance, and a person with a skewed thunder pattern on it, and a person's body suddenly swelled, with hair growing all over his body, turning into a wolf shape.

I saw the corpse in front of me that was getting more and more detached from its human form.

Yan Jing's mind suddenly appeared in the true body of the Bodhisattva who had been sent to the son in the Sun family's dyeing workshop.

It seems that this talisman is transforming these believers into the form of fallen gods.

At the end of the mutation, they not only increased their strength, but also seemed to be given a new life, no longer just lying on the ground, but standing up one after another, standing in the center of the bilge, without making any sound.

Immediately, they all walked to the side of the Dao Jun, looking like they were defending him.

Corpse Fairy?

No, this is clearly an alternative zombie!

With the help of the power of faith in the extraordinary pious incense, it can be done to the point?

Even Yan Jing was amazed by the strange methods of this Dao Master, not to mention the fallen god believers next to him.

Seeing that the companions who thought they were unlucky have all become immortals.

They only hated themselves for why they spared their lives last night, it was better to die on the battlefield.

At the same time, in their eyes, the Daojun Master, who could make the victim directly become a corpse immortal, had become a supreme existence, and many people directly threw themselves to the ground and began to bow down to the latter.

The Shinto ceremony was undoubtedly a great success.