Seeing the poison god kneeling on the ground to swear allegiance, Yuyangzi's face on the side changed, and he hurriedly rushed to kneel, whining and wailing:

"Yu Yangzi offended the ancient god Tianwei, and he deserves to die the most!"

What kind of bullshit Our Lady of the Ming King, what qualifications to enter the abyss, Yuyangzi forgot all at this moment.

He is now scolding his mother loudly in his heart, Sanmiao and the Ghost King, two treacherous and cunning guys, have such a good thing, but he doesn't remind himself that he almost made a big mistake!

He kowtowed harder than the poison god, and bragged even more shamelessly, and his forehead was bruised, but he didn't care about it at all, just hoping that the old god could see his repentance......

Many disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Immortal Hall saw that their heads were kneeling and kowtowing, and they also trembled and wailed one by one, begging for the forgiveness of the gods.

Dugu Jian's reaction to everyone was not surprised.

However, just kowtowing a few times and verbally swearing allegiance is far from meeting the requirements of Dugu Jian.

His gaze swept over the figure in the enlarged film, and a sharp sword intent emerged from Dugu Jian's body.

As far as the eye can see, the sword qi is self-generated, like raindrops, like a breeze, dense, one after another, falling from the sky, no one can escape.

"Ahhh

All the disciples of the Immortal Hall and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who were touched by the sword qi let out a hideous roar.

The moment the sword qi entered their bodies, it turned into seeds, entered their hearts, invaded their minds, and controlled their minds.

The Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and several high-level personnel of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Immortal Hall turned pale with fright, slamming their heads on the ground, and they didn't care about the blood splashing:

"The Old Gods spare their lives! The old gods spare their lives! ”

"I am willing to make cattle and horses for the ancient gods, and ask the ancient gods to spare their lives!"

Dugu Jian was silent, without saying a word, taking the opportunity to knock on a few of them.

Dugu Jian didn't intend to control these from the beginning.

Because strong people are also strong in their resistance to spells, if you forcibly control them, it is easy to hurt their minds, and the gains outweigh the losses.

From another point of view, the more people like them are in high positions, the more thoroughly they can see the essence of "faith", and these people will not really believe in the Holy Mother of the Ming King.

Only among those low-level disciples will there be some paranoid fanatical believers, and even those who are difficult to completely control Dugu Jian's spell, that kind of thing is what Dugu Jian really needs to be eliminated.

The moans of the Demon Sect disciples present gradually subsided, and there was more fanaticism in the eyes that looked at Dugu Jian.

The two of them, the Poison God and Yu Yangzi, quickly discovered the changes in the disciples.

It's a spell that controls people's hearts!

They became more and more afraid in their hearts, and they were deeply afraid that they would also be implanted with such a spell by Dugu Sword.

Until the voice of Dugu Sword came down from the sky:

"Get up."

A few people finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Xie Gu God!"

When the poison god and Yuyangzi got up, they were already sweating profusely, and their legs couldn't help but tremble.

"How much do you know about the Abyss?"

Dugu Jian's voice fell, and the person was already standing beside the poison god and Yuyangzi.

The two of them couldn't even capture the trajectory of Dugu Sword's movement, and the awe of the ancient gods in their hearts became deeper and deeper.

"The matter of the abyss, several priests never leak it, and what we know is similar to the ghost king and the three wonderful fairies."

The Poison God spoke, believing what he knew about the Abyss, and the Old God must have heard it from Lady Sanmiao.

"That's right."

Dugu Jian sighed and frowned.

No information has been collected at all about the Abyss.

It's not that I'm afraid of the will in the abyss.

On the contrary, Dugu Jian was worried, what if the other party's strength was not as strong as he imagined?

If you can only pick up two or three swords from yourself at that time, then it is better to directly take the abyss now.

But after thinking about it, Dugu Jian still decided to wait.

The strength has reached this point, and it is too difficult to find an opponent.

The ancient gods of this world have all died, and the will in the abyss is the only one who has hope and can make himself fight seriously, and he has to grasp this opportunity and not mess around......

"The temple priests will be here in a few days, and I want you to put on a show."

Dugu Jian was silent for a long time, and explained his next plan to the poison god and Yuyangzi.

The poison god and Yuyangzi were a little puzzled, no matter how strong the six priests were, they might be wiped out in front of the ancient gods, right?

They didn't understand why the old gods had to deliberately act to deal with those six people, maybe the old gods had other meanings, maybe they were just just looking for fun, they didn't ask why, they just followed the will of the old gods, and carried it out.

……

When Dugu Jian returned to the stronghold of the Hehuan faction, it was already early in the morning.

Xiaobai went to bed early today, and Lu Xueqi was quite tired of dealing with herself these days, so Dugu Jian didn't toss her.

Dugu Jian came to the courtyard to watch the night scene, think about the exercises, think about the way of the sword.

This residence is temporarily built by the Hehuan faction in order to meet the Dugu sword, which is not luxurious, but it also has everything, garden rockery, rare and strange plays, and a hot spring, it can be seen that the Hehuan faction has done everything in order to make his god live comfortably.

While enjoying the scenery, two slender figures passed by in front of the door, one of them, Dugu Jian was the first time to see.

The two girls were just passing by here, not to worship the ancient gods, but they found that Dugu Jian had not slept yet, even if they were fine, they could only walk into the courtyard and salute Dugu Jian.

"Three wonders see the ancient gods!"

Mrs. Sam Miao knelt down respectfully, her snow-white dress blooming like a lotus flower, and her buttocks formed an exaggerated curve under the skirt.

"Gold, gold bottles, see the ancient gods!"

Jin Bei'er was wearing a goose-yellow skirt, and her slender waist was lying on the ground, as soft as a willow.

She is about the same age as Baguio and others, but she has a charm that girls don't have, and she obviously has a good attainment in her cultivation in "Yin Nu Mei".

Today is the first time Jin Zhu'er has seen the ancient gods, and she can't help but be a little nervous, her beautiful face is full of uneasiness, for fear that her etiquette is not in place.

Dugu Jian admired the two works of art, and only then did he speak:

"Why didn't you sleep at night?"

Mrs. Sanmiao hurriedly said respectfully:

"The bottle experience has just come back, and Sanmiao chatted with her for a while."

Dugu Jian's gaze fell on Jin Zhu'er's body, and nodded approvingly:

"She's the one you said, the talented apprentice, right?"

"Yes."

Dugu Jian was silent for a while, looked at Lu Xueqi's house, and then stayed on Jin Zhu'er's body for a while, and said:

"As it happens, I don't have anything to do tonight, so let's give her some advice."

A touch of surprise appeared on Mrs. Sanmiao's face, and she kowtowed one after another:

"Thank you for the gift of the gods!"

The golden bottle on the side was also stunned, until Mrs. Sanmiao kept handing her eyes, and then she realized it and said in a panic:

"The golden vase bows to God! May the ancient gods be immortal and live with the sky! ”

Dugu Jian smiled:

"Change your clothes and come here, I'll wait for you in the back mountain."

"Yes!"

The golden bottle of Kodama hit the ground, her voice trembled, and her snow-white pretty face bloomed a little red because of excitement.

Dugu Jian's figure walked away, and Jin Bei'er raised his head from the ground and looked at Mrs. Sanmiao:

"Master, do the ancient gods think that wearing a skirt is not suitable for cultivating the Dao? What should I change into? ”

She was thrilled in her heart, and with the guidance of the ancient gods, she would soon be able to make great progress.

She was happy for a long time, and suddenly found that Mrs. Sanmiao's face was a little strange, she looked at the master who didn't say a word, and had some doubts in her heart, she got the guidance of the ancient gods, how did the master look, and he was not very happy.

"Master, what's wrong?"

A hint of bad premonition appeared in Jin Zhu'er's heart.