The wolfdog in the red dress soared in the air, with a bewitching posture.

The people of Shijia Village were all terrified.

Qi Yuan looked at the red-dressed wolf dog, that is, the god of Shijia Village, with a strange look in his eyes.

"The Divine Infant Consummation who is in charge of a wisp of Origin Divine Power?"

He could see at a glance that the so-called gods in front of him were actually limited in strength, and they were not much stronger than those villagers.

The divine infant is complete, but under the worship of the villagers, a wisp of origin divine power is condensed.

It's scary already.

In the Canglan Realm, if the Divine Infant Monk could master the Origin Divine Power through this means, there was no need to think about it, the entire Canglan Realm would be in chaos, and there would be "gods" everywhere.

You must know that there are dozens of Divine Infant Monks in the Great Shang Kingdom, and there are thousands in the Hundred Kingdoms, but there is not a single Purple Mansion.

It can be seen how big the gap between the Purple Mansion and the Divine Infant is.

The red-dressed wolf dog has a charming posture and sticks out a broad tongue: "The newborn ancient god, the taste must be very delicious." ”

The new gods devour the ancient gods, and they can improve their cultivation.

The red-dressed wolf dog looked at Qi Yuan's eyes shining.

Qi Zhi was forced to be high, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Hmph, you little monster, you should be able to add a lot of experience to me, right?" ”

After coming to this realm, Qi Yuan found that his character level was different from the previous level 1 to level 100.

Now he is a level 1 divine creature.

And in front of him, the red-dressed wolf dog, is a level 55 divine creature.

The gap between the two...... Huge, huge.

It is comparable to the early stage of Yuan Dan and the later stage of Shen Ying.

And the other party is still a god located in the territory, and he is in charge of a divine child with the power of the origin.

Generally speaking, for Qi Yuan, it is indeed a spike.

The current Qi Yuan, if he didn't summon the stellar Jin Dan, with the strength in the game, it would indeed be difficult to cross so many levels.

"My people, worship my body!"

"Kill the enemy with me!"

At this time, the red-dressed wolf dog shouted coquettishly.

The villagers in Shijia Village couldn't help frowning, and their faces turned pale for a while.

Obviously, in the face of Qi Yuan, an ancient god who suddenly appeared, the red-dressed wolf dog was contemptuous on the surface, but as soon as he made a move, he did it with all his might.

Inside the villagers' bodies, countless red points of light flew out and landed in the hands of the red-dressed wolf dog.

Eventually, a huge mace was formed.

Shen Tu looked at the mace, and his gums trembled: "This is a sacrificial vessel!" ”

The sacrificial vessels are also made of offerings by all the people, containing the hearts of all the people, representing the origin of the world.

Of course, according to Qi Yuan's understanding, this is a magic weapon that can cast the Origin Divine Power.

"Something interesting." Qi Yuan was surprised.

It was the first time he had seen someone engrave their Origin Divine Power into a magic weapon like him.

At this time, the village chief Yu Lei had already arrived with nearly 100 villagers.

Looking at the red-dressed wolf dogs that were worshiped by the villagers, there was a look of fear in their eyes.

"It's over!"

"Evil God...... Yes! ”

"Let's go, go and help the gods!" Village Chief Yu Lei spoke.

All the villagers did not hesitate to unite the front at this time to help Qi Yuan.

But Qi Yuan said: "There are many people, and the banquet is also lively." ”

For level 55 divine creatures, Qi Yuan had no fear.

"Here comes the sword!"

He snorted.

I saw the long sword behind him, suddenly unsheathed.

The long sword was blood-red, with intricate lines engraved on it, and on the hilt of the sword, seven people with hideous faces sat around each other, with different expressions.

The monstrous blood qi was permeating at this moment, and the sky of the entire Shijia Village became blood red.

The sky was covered with blood, as if a troll had descended into the world.

The villagers of Qingshui Village, who originally came to support, couldn't help but stop.

The terrible flesh ...... It's like an evil soldier who slaughtered thousands of living beings.

Seeing this, the villagers of Shijia Village couldn't help but be terrified: "Evil god! ”

"It's an evil god!"

Just now, the villagers of Qingshui Village also said that the gods of Shijia Village are evil gods.

Now, the villagers of Shijia Village actually say that the gods of Qingshui Village are evil gods!

Qi Yuan looked at the wolf dog in the red dress: "You have the blessing of the people and the support of the temple, but I have a sword to cut off your dog's head!" ”

This time he said "cut off the dog's head", Qi Yuan said very calmly.

Because, the other party really has a dog's head.

"Sword go."

Qi Yuan didn't make a move himself at all,

His golden body does not stand on a dangerous wall.

He is only level 1, and if he is touched, it will be unlucky.

The long sword engraved with the Origin Divine Power flew towards the red-dressed wolfdog.

The wolfdog in the red dress looked frightened.

"Where did you get the sacrificial vessel?"

She was puzzled.

The other party obviously left the temple and the fiefdom, why is there still a sacrificial vessel, and it is still such a terrifying sacrificial vessel.

The mace in her hand, compared to that terrifying long sword, was simply a small shrimp.

"Chop off the dog's head!" Qi Yuan ignored it and commanded directly.

The long sword engraved with the Origin Divine Power rushed towards the red-dressed wolfdog.

The Void Realm dominates the Origin of the Demon Channel.

The origin supernatural power of the inscription level, where can a divine infant be resisted.

In just half a breath, the patron saint of Shijia Village fell into madness.

"Eat, I want to eat!"

The blade of the sword flew by, and the head of the red-clothed wolfdog fell to the ground.

The dignified guardian god was easily killed.

A large amount of experience entered Qi Yuan's body at this moment.

His level also rose from level 1 to level 2, level 3, and finally stayed at level 11.

The villagers of Shijia Village were stunned.

Village Chief Yu Lei was also stunned.

The villagers behind him were stunned.

Shouldn't the gods who have escaped from the temple be weak?

How...... Able to slay the new gods of Shijia Village?

Especially the fat man who was about to look at the original joke before, his eyes widened at this time.

"Our god has some problems in his brain, but his strength is ...... It's so strong! ”

How could such a powerful god appear in such a village like theirs, such a dilapidated temple!

Something unreasonable.

The village chief, Yu Lei's eyes, fell on the blood-colored sword.

"It's not the god who is powerful, it's the sword!"

He could see that the aura of the Origin Divine Power contained on that sword was particularly strong.

Take it one step further and you can turn it into an artifact!

That's a powerful artifact that can crush a city!

"Our ancient god was born with a sword, and it may be ...... A child of a true God! Village Chief Yu Lei judged.

Otherwise, how could an ordinary guardian spirit be born with such a powerful sacrificial vessel.

When the rest of the villagers heard this, they also felt a burst of excitement.

Their gods in the broken village are not small!

"The gods are so strong, can we eat two wowotou in one meal?"

The villagers fantasized boldly.

At this time, the villagers of Shijia Village were even more panicked.

Especially the most arrogant one in Shijia Village.

They brought in the new gods, and the new gods were inextricably linked to their destinies.

The new gods have fallen, and they ......

"No!"

In the body of a villager, a terrifying wolf head broke free.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen villagers broke out of their bodies.

"They have been assimilated by the new gods, and when the new gods fall, they will also incarnate ...... Iniquity! Shen Tu hurriedly said.

The more loyal they are to the new gods, the more benefits they receive, and the new gods will assimilate them and become temple guards.

And if the new gods fall, they will become unconscious, only gods who know how to kill.

The most arrogant and domineering family in Shijia Village before, dozens of gods appeared in an instant.

"The mob is dead, and it has become a mob?"

Qi Yuan looked at it.

The blood-colored sword turned into a streamer.

"All things ward off evil spirits!"

"Behead them all!"

"Open the feast!"

"Thirty days in a row!"

A god-opened banquet is a little shabby, and it can only be opened for one day.

But if you kill the whole family, won't you be able to hold a banquet for a few days in a row?

Blood-colored streamers flew through Shijia Village.

Every time he killed a villager who had turned into a wolf dog man, Qi Yuan's face was full of pride.

The day of the feast may be extended for one more day.

In a dozen breaths, those terrifying gods were all killed by Qi Yuan.

His experience has grown a lot.

Compared to the guardian spirit, the experience gained by those gods is not worth mentioning at all.

Killing all the gods, Qi Yuan and the gods fell in Shijia Village.

Qi Yuan's face was majestic, and his body exuded a powerful aura.

The blood-colored sword is in its scabbard.

Seeing this, the remaining villagers of Shijia Village hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Lord God, spare your life!" ”

There is no escape, and now you can only beg for mercy.

"We didn't believe in the new gods, everything was forced by the stone wealth of the dog day!"

The burly man who was held down before also knelt solemnly at this moment: "Thank you gods for saving my child, my Wang's life is the god's!" ”

In the face of Qi Yuan, these villagers were extremely afraid.

After all, this god can kill the guardian spirit of their village.

They kept their heads down and quietly awaited their fate.

After all, the old gods hated people like them who believed in the new gods.

Some people with a domineering temperament will be killed directly, while those with a good temperament will treat them kindly.

The new god in front of him, the sacrificial vessel looks full of blood, and it is not easy to get along with at first glance.

The fate that awaits them can be cruel.

"Your Patronus is dead, what should I do?" At this time, Qi Yuan opened his mouth and asked these kneeling villagers.

The hearts of the villagers present were all in their throats, and they didn't know why the ancient god said that.

"Judge the sins of the new gods and open the judgment conference!"

"The judgment assembly is over, allegiance to the old gods!"

"Build new temples and create new statues of the ancient gods!"

The villagers shuddered, accepting the reality at the same time.

Compared with life, it is really nothing to build temples and statues of gods and people.

Looking at the gossip of these villagers, Qi Yuan was speechless.

These people ...... No common sense?

"The evil god is dead, what you should do is to have a feast!"

"Those minions of the evil gods have been killed by me more than thirty times, so this Xi ...... It's going to be open for 30 days in a row! Qi Yuan said loudly.

The voice was heard in Shijia Village.

Those villagers in Shijia Village were completely stunned when they heard this.

Banquet?

What the heck?

The expression of the man surnamed Wang before also changed, and finally said: "Hurry up and prepare, start the banquet!" ”

When those villagers heard this, they also nodded hurriedly: "Yes, open the table!" ”

At this time, it is already very good to be able to live, just do what the ancient god said.

So, in Shijia Village, the lights were bright, and the banquet was held.

The villagers of Qingshui Village looked at each other, and finally came to the banquet with Qi Yuan's approval.

Looking at the dazzling food and even meat on the banquet, those villagers of Qingshui Village, which one is not greedy and which one is not drooling.

They were all hungry for too long.

Without the blessing of the gods, the water source was cut off, and their crops were scarcely harvested.

On the other hand, in Shijia Village, all kinds of grain are piled up in the granary, and there is no shortage of fat pigs, chickens, ducks, geese and fish.

Even Qi Yuan was a little surprised.

No wonder everyone believes in the new gods.

There are indeed good things to eat with SBC.

More than 30 tables were set up at the banquet, Qi Yuan did not move the chopsticks, and the rest of the people did not dare to move the chopsticks.

At this time, Qi Yuan got up and raised his wine glass.

"It is with a heavy heart that we gather here today."

"The sky is crying, the earth is sad, my good brother, the patron saint of Shijia Village, the wolf and dog god unfortunately passed away today and left us forever."

Qi Yuan's voice was impassioned, with some sadness.

The people of Shijia Village looked at each other, and the villagers of Qingshui Village also looked ...... Confused.

At this time, Qi Yuan stretched out his palm: "On this sad day, we deeply remember. ”

Seeing this, the burly man surnamed Wang immediately made a face.

Suddenly, in Shijia Village, several seven aunts and eight women dressed in white walked out.

"God, you died so miserably!"

"Woo ......"

These aunts are specially used for mourning.

They cried miserably and were very moved, as if it was really their relatives who had died.

Qi Yuan heard their cries and felt a sense of ritual.

"Open the table!" He ate it directly, almost performing a live swallowing pig's head.

It's really ...... I'm so hungry.

Not once since he crossed over had he been as hungry as he was today.

And the villagers of Qingshui Village, like hungry ghosts, are eating like crazy.

Some people ate secretly and hid some food.

It's really, so hungry.

……

Qingshui Village.

The two old men lay on the haystacks, eating their nests.

"Well, what's the size of a day like this?"

"Soon, if Lord Shenming dies in Shijia Village, our Qingshui Village is estimated to be gone, but fortunately, I still have a little dry food, so I don't have to be a starving ghost."

"This newborn ancient god is really strange, if he stays in the village, in a short time, our Qingshui Village can still take a break, he went to Shijia Village, this is a meat bun beating a dog."

These two old men represent the voices of almost everyone.

No one thinks that the newborn Old Gods can win against the New Gods.

And...... Even if you win the new god, the end will be miserable.

Today's Flying Wilderness City can be said to be half of the world of the new gods.

There is little place for the Old Gods.

At this moment, the sound of rustling came.

The old man looked puzzled: "Sister Jiang, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" ”

A middle-aged woman who looked extremely weak raised her head, her eyes lit up, but she said weakly, "Eat the feast." ”

"Huh?" The old man felt that these two words were a little familiar, did he seem to have heard them somewhere today.

"The gods will kill the evil gods, the Shijia Village is having a banquet, and we are going to help...... Dine. ”

Hearing this, the old man was stunned.

The gods killed the evil gods?

Or is it the home of the evil gods?

His eyes lit up: "Eat!" ”

None of that matters, it's the feast that matters.

……

In Shijia Village, the evil god was ambushed, and the largest one was also suddenly attacked by Qi Yuan.

Mountains of grain were found, as well as food.

On the first day, the table was opened for the evil gods, and on the second day, it was continued.

Anyway, so many people died, and the banquet had to continue to open!

One day, the thin horse pulled a carriage, and in the carriage, a scrawny old man wearing a Confucian robe was sitting.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like he had been injured a lot.

"Are you alright, sir?" Huang Mengying asked worriedly.

"That new god in Tempest Town is a bit strong.

Today, there are five hundred guards hoarded in the town, and in its home turf, the old man ...... Fight against it...... suffered a serious injury and needed to recuperate for three years before he could strike again. When the old man in the Confucian robe mentioned this, he blamed himself, "Alas, I am ashamed of the trust of the Yellow City Lord." ”

When Huang Mengying heard this, the worry on her face was even worse, but she still said, "It's okay if Mr. is fine." ”

"It's a pity, in the land of seven towns, six towns have been ruled by the new gods, and the Flying Wilderness City is difficult to support alone." The old man in the Confucian robe sighed.

Flying Wilderness City has always believed in ancient gods.

An ancient god is also enshrined in the city.

But twenty years ago, the old gods suddenly fell asleep.

The situation in the city has changed dramatically.

There were many big families in the city, secretly agitating to welcome the new gods.

Huang Mengying's father is the city lord of Flying Wilderness City, so he is naturally unwilling to welcome the new gods and suppress the big families in the city.

However, those big families in the city, seeing that they couldn't pry the Flying Wasteland, secretly colluded with the major towns, and planned in some towns and towns to overthrow the ancient gods and welcome the new gods.

Today, six of the seven major towns under Flying Wilderness City believe in the new gods.

As for the villages, almost most of them believe in the new gods, and very few believe in the old gods.

The old man in the Confucian robe is a friend of the city lord, and he is a strong man in the later stage of the Purple Mansion, and he was personally invited by the city lord to take action against the new gods of the six towns, wanting to cut off the power of the new gods.

It's a pity that he only killed one new god, and when he met the second, he was severely injured.

At this time, the sound of suona came, and it looked particularly lively.

This seems to be especially rare in the villages near Flying Wild City.

The old man in the Confucian robe was slightly stunned: "Tong'er, what's going on in the village in front of you?" ”

"Sir, I'll ask."

The boy in the carriage got out of the carriage and ran to the village ahead.

It didn't take long for Tong'er to come back: "Sir, there is Shijia Village in front, they ...... At the opening table! ”

"Shijia Village, open the table?" The old man in the Confucian robe was a little confused.

If he remembered correctly, there was an evil god in Shijia Village.

"It was the ancient god of Qingshui Village who killed the evil god of Shijia Village, and then opened a banquet to eat!"

When the old man in the Confucian robe heard this, he immediately smiled: "Such an interesting thing, the old man has to take a look." ”

Huang Mengying, who was next to her, was also interested.

Because, what is in front of you is indeed a bit unbelievable.

In such a world, it is rare for an ancient god to kill a new god.

And there are even fewer who kill the new gods and then open the banquet in a grand manner.

After all, now that the new gods are powerful, some of the ancient gods themselves are difficult to protect, and they are not willing to oppose the new gods.

"Let's go, let's see." Huang Mengying was also a little curious.

She is familiar with the county chronicles and knows the gods worshiped in the major villages of Flying Wilderness City.

The god that Qingshui Village believes in is the dog-tailed grass god, which is the lowest kind.

How could such a god kill the evil gods of Shijia Village?

Driving the carriage and thinking differently, the old man in the Confucian robe and Huang Mengying came to Shijia Village and saw the hot side.

At the same time, they also saw several coffins on the ground, and people were crying.

The original white thing is particularly funny at this moment.

(End of chapter)