The gongs and drums are noisy, and the crowds are crowded.

Jiang Wujian and his entourage watched this grand event in the high-rise building, and Baiyue City celebrated Chongyang's great spirit.

As for Zheng Xinghe, who should have been the most interested, he was silent at this time, sitting in his place with no master.

Jiang Wuji's casual mention directly cut off his Qingyun Road, and even Xiang Shang's head may not be able to be saved.

But this can't be blamed on Jiang Wuji, being a man, as long as he has a clear conscience and is not afraid.

Zheng Xinghe was cocooning himself and taking the blame on himself, but he just happened to meet Jiang Wuji, who had a relatively clear mind.

……

In the field of vision, two rows of red and colorful people carry bamboo poles and move forward slowly, and there are small square platforms in the middle of the two bamboo poles, and on these small square platforms are the so-called "great gods".

Jiang Wuji glanced at it a few times, but he couldn't match these fierce gods with the immortals in his memory.

"Why do these great gods look like paper people?" Zhu Yao frowned, and did not forget to stuff a piece of pastry into her mouth while asking.

"It's made of paper, but I wonder why it's made of paper." Li Changfeng looked at Zheng Xinghe on the side.

"Hey, what about you!" Zhu Yao kicked the chair, scaring Zheng Xing and a spirit.

"Return, return, Lord."

Zheng Xinghe wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and said: "At first, it was dressed up by people, and later it was used as a clay statue, but the clay statue was too heavy and easy to crack, so I switched to paper, and it has been many years." ”

At this time, Jiang Wuji's eyes were attracted by a red-faced god holding a knife, this great god was sitting on the "throne", with a bare face, horizontal eyebrows, angry eyes, and an eight-foot long knife in his right hand, looking bluffing.

There were gongs and drums, shouts, and even firecrackers, but no one shouted trumpets, let alone sang lyrics, and this is how the lifting of the gods seems to be held.

Of course, in this outrageous world, nothing can be viewed as common sense.

"Brother......" Xiao Yu gently grabbed Jiang Wuji's arm.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wujian asked.

Jiang Zhiyu pursed his red lips and whispered, "These things look weird and scary......

Jiang Wujian smiled, took out his other hand and patted the back of his sister's hand, comforting: "It's just a pile of paper, there's nothing to be afraid of." ”

Just when the girl bowed her head, there was a sudden uproar outside.

I saw that the red-faced god with a sword actually stood up from the "throne"!

Paper man, alive?!

Some of the people crowded below scattered, some were overwhelmed, and some knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the great god.

"The great god has appeared, the great god has appeared!"

"What are you running! Get down on your knees and kowtow! ”

"This is God bless me Baiyue City, God bless Nanyue!"

In the midst of the pious shout, the red-faced god danced the long knife stiffly, and the knife fell in his hand, and the head of a god-raising man rose in the air.

All voices stopped abruptly at this moment.

It wasn't until blood splashed on the red-faced god like a fountain that the people reacted and screamed and fled for their lives in all directions.

"Evil!"

Li Changfeng flew out of the platform, and the ink sword in his hand was pointed in the air, and the ink-like sword qi suddenly formed, killing the great god with a sharp momentum.

The red-faced god danced his long sword, wanting to block Li Changfeng's sword qi, but how could the strength of the latter's fifth-grade martial artist be comparable to a pile of paper?

The sword qi cut through the long knife, piercing through the neck of the great god, and in the sound of tearing, the paper on the surface and the bamboo strip in the body broke in response. The basin-sized bare head fell to the ground and was directly deformed.

And at this time, several other great gods also "came to life" one after another, killing the innocent people around them!

Li Changfeng looked calm, turned his head and shouted at Zheng Xinghe on the building: "Who made these things!" ”

The sudden scene made Zheng Xinghe almost faint, but he was a county guard, and if he fainted now, the end would definitely not be much better than this great god.

So, Zheng Xinghe grabbed the railing and shouted: "City, west of the city!" Chengxi Za papermaker! ”

"I'll go catch the papermaker, Zhu Yao, Brother Jiang, I'll leave it to you here!"

Jiang Wujian originally thought that Li Changfeng would deal with the great gods here first, after all, those ghost things were killing people, but Li Changfeng really withdrew directly after dropping this sentence, completely ignoring the life and death of the people around him.

"This thing really doesn't have any mercy......"

Jiang Wujian sighed, jumped off the platform, and rushed towards the nearest three-headed and six-armed god.

At the same time, Zhu Yao, Jiang Zhiyu, and Cao Li also joined the chaotic situation without hesitation, and each showed their skills to deal with these great gods made of paper.

"Whoosh!"

Three copper plates roared out, easily penetrating the great god's body, but the latter did not fall down like the red-faced great god, but raised the sword, spear, sword and hammer in his hand and crushed towards Jiang Wuji.

"It's really uncomfortable to be without a weapon." Jiang Wujian complained, and just as he was about to change his approach, the three-headed and six-armed god was suddenly swallowed by the flames.

"Paper is afraid of fire, don't you know this?"

Zhu Yao, who appeared at some point, glared fiercely, and then stuffed a few yellow talismans into Jiang Wuji's hand.

"The soldiers are divided into three ways, no, it's four ways, solve it as soon as possible!" Zhu Yao also gave some yellow talismans to Cao Li and Jiang Zhiyu, and her delicate little face was full of solemnity.

"Isn't it already settled?" Jiang Wujian glanced at the mess around him and said.

And then, Zhu Yao said something that made the scalp tense: "There is more than this street to raise the great god today!" ”

"Okay, don't waste time, hurry up and get rid of all these great gods in the city!" In the crisp silver bell, Zhu Yao quickly disappeared from view.

"Brother doesn't have to worry about me, I'm Bapin."

Jiang Zhiyu knew that the situation was not optimistic now, if the gods in other places were also "alive", the people in the city would not know how many people would die.

Today's calamity must be related to the Red Lotus Sect, since her brother promised to find the demon of the Red Lotus Sect, then she Jiang Zhiyu naturally wanted to make a difference.

Jiang Wujian could naturally figure out these things, so he advised: "Be more careful." ”

Jiang Zhiyu left in a hurry after bowing his head, and Jiang Wujian also left quickly after patting Cao Li's shoulder.

When everyone left, Wufu Cao Li reacted, "This, how to use this talisman?" I won't! ”

……

When Jiang Wujian came to another street, there were only three blood-stained "gods" standing on this street.

And on the ground, it is "paved" with a layer of corpses! At this moment, Jiang Wujian can truly realize what it means to be a river of blood!

At this moment, Jiang Wuji's appearance gave the three great gods a new goal.

And the long-lost fever is good to die and not die, pick this point in time to recur.

For a while, Jiang Wuxi felt weak, and the world was spinning.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" Auntie's voice rang in her ears.

Immediately afterwards, it was Zhang Qiliang's solemn voice: "No, it stands to reason that you will wake up after this needle is hung up." ”

"Do you want to try electric shock?" Qin Wenguang proposed.

Jiang Wuji: "Don't! Don't make a fuss at this time! I have something to deal with now, urgent! ”

Su Xiaorui: "No disease, you finally woke up!" ”

Zhang Qiliang: "Jiang Wuji, don't you want to cultivate immortals, how about I introduce you to an immortal emperor?" ”

Jiang Wuji: "What Immortal Emperor, Doctor Zhang, are you crazy?" Where did the immortal cultivators come from in this world? ”

Qin Wenguang: "It's good to wake up, today is Chongyang, just ...... with your aunt"

"Shut up!"

"I specifically said I had an urgent matter here! It's going to die! ”