Chapter Twenty-Five: The Donkey Demon of the World

"Smash the temple of the river demon. ”

"Smash the temple of the river demon. ”

"It's over now. ”

"Let's go now, don't let those guys get away.

After listening to the conveyance of several villagers, the villagers were indignant one by one, as if the anger in their hearts had been completely ignited for many years, and they were waiting for such an opportunity to be released.

Sun Tieshan was the first to pick up the torch, lit it in front of the bonfire in front of the ancestral hall in Shiqiao Village, and turned to look at everyone.

"Make those beasts who eat human flesh and drink human blood pay. ”

"That's right, the river demon is dead, the goddess is dead, and they bastards who work for the tiger can't run away. Then the second person lit it with a torch and stood beside Sun Tieshan.

"It's absolutely impossible to think about it, I must report the death of my child. One by one, they stood up.

Hundreds of torches were raised, gathering into a mighty flow of people towards Ping'an Township.

Ping'an Township is no longer peaceful tonight.

The goddess has used it for several generations, and the prestige of the decades of operation is not as high as that of Gao Xian.

The Taoist destroyed the mountain of faith in the river temple in the daytime, and at night the pious mountain of the Empty Dust Immortal stood tall in the hearts of the people.

In Ping'an Township at night, I only saw the torches and long dragon plates coming from all directions, sealing the mountain roads on the hill where the river temple is located.

Even Ping'an Township, the base camp of the River Temple in the past, the most pious place for believers, has now defected to join the crowd, leading the way for the crowd.

All the things done in the past have finally ushered in retribution.

In the river temple, all the temple blessings, disciples, and servants were in a panic, far more helpless than when they learned that the river god was dead in the afternoon, because they still had confidence at that time, and they were lucky.

Since the man let them go, he should not have come and dealt with them at once.

As long as it drags on for a day, the main altar of the Divine Sect in the city will send people again, and they are convinced that they can deal with the current situation.

You know, there's more to their cult than just a river god.

But unexpectedly, that night, the river temple was besieged.

"Why did you come here at night?" an old man wearing a temple robe looked at the long line of torches under the mountain, and jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"What should I do? The messenger to the city had just left in the afternoon. A black-clothed disciple beside him stood in front of the mountain gate of the River God Temple, looking at the movement below, the appearance of the crowd of people made people's hearts tremble.

The same was true of the many other black-clothed disciples, especially those who had gone to participate in the sacrifice to the river god in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, the Taoist crossed the river with the river god master, leaped out of the river, and crushed the god woman to death with a thunderous force, and the posture of looking down on them completely frightened their courage, and at this moment, looking back, it is still vivid.

"What are you afraid of? It's all mud legs, have you practiced all the kung fu to the dog? How strong do you usually blow, and at this time you are all cowardly?"

"It's just some farmers and fishermen with hoes, don't panic, the main altar of the Divine Sect will definitely send someone to save us tomorrow. There was a loud scolding of the head and face, and the temple wished the old man to forcibly calm people's hearts.

"What if...... What if the Taoist who killed the river god comes?" said one of the disciples.

The air fell silent suddenly.

The sound of noisy shouting outside is getting closer and closer, and the footsteps are getting more and more, even through the towering courtyard wall, you can see the abundant firelight.

In the river temple, nearly 100 people with swords are waiting in the temple, and a fight is inevitable.

The people of the river temple did not pay attention to these villagers, and at the same time, they were afraid that the Taoist who killed the river god was coming, and the palms of the hands holding the sword were sweating.

Through the half-hidden crack in the door, they stared at the movement outside.

Then, the few black-clothed disciples standing at the front heard the noisy voices outside and calmed down one by one, and the villagers in their eyes were excited one by one, as if they were welcoming some big man coming up.

"Here, the guy who killed the river god is really here. Several black-clothed disciples standing at the front felt their mouths dry for a moment, and their frightened eyes looked behind them, transmitting their fear to everyone.

"Dada-da-da!"

"Dada-da-da!"

With the sound of hooves stepping over the stone slabs, a donkey with shiny coat appeared at the top of the stairs, directly in front of him.

Doubts appeared in the hearts of all the disciples.

"Why is it a donkey?" The old man who had been paying attention to the temple outside was also surprised, and his eyes searched around, as if he was looking for another figure.

The donkey, with its head held high, stepped forward slowly, and then stopped abruptly.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

"Today it's the turn of this Dharma Protector General to slay demons and eliminate demons. ”

"Mortals, kneel down to this Dharma Protector. ”

The donkey actually opened his mouth to speak human words, laughing and screaming like a human being, which made people chill from the bottom of their hearts, which was the fear of the unknown and demons.

The last word "kneel" was passed around under the roar, echoing throughout the river temple.

The Donkey Protector General lowered his head and looked at the River Temple, his eyes bursting with bloody red light in the darkness, as if he had locked on everyone in the temple.

"What kind of monster is this? Before the people could flee in terror, they saw a thick fire illuminating the mountain.

"Boom!"

The fire dragon directly blasted open the gate and broke into the river temple, turning into a roar.

The violent explosion spread in all directions, and I don't know how many people turned into charred corpses in an instant.

This fierce god didn't have as much concern as Gao Xian, except for Gao Xian, the supreme god lord, who ordered not to disobey, and it had no one in its eyes.

If there is no restraint from Gao Xian, this guy is a demon who exudes monstrous ferocity, where to go back and care about the life and death of these mortals.

The donkey protector general stepped through the temple gate that was shattered into a cloud of debris and stepped into the river temple.

The flames that burned everywhere died down in an instant, as if they were obeying his orders.

The ground was full of wailing and groaning, and the donkey protector general stood in front of the gate, leaning on the nearest black-clothed disciple, who only had one breath left, and still kept retreating in fear, as if he was desperately trying to stay away from this fierce god, the donkey.

"Demon ...... Goblin...... Goblin....... Before he finished speaking, the black-clothed disciple choked his breath.

The donkey's face was grinning wildly, and his mouth was grinning to reveal his white teeth.

"Kneel down~"

"Down... Under... The echo rushed out like a gust of wind, shaking people dizzy.

All those who were left to get up, regardless of their injuries, knelt down and faced the donkey, as if to greet the supreme god.

No one dared to say a word more.

Walking to the deepest part of the crowd, the donkey kicked and killed two miscellaneous fish in the way, and stood in front of the old man in the temple.

Under the scarlet gaze, he looked down at the trembling old man who was about to lie down in the dirt.

"Mortal, you are really blessed with three lives. ”

"Daxian wants to see you. ”