Chapter 43: Killing
The illusion of the goddess who was broken by the true immortal of the Xiao family was reciprocated with a string of silver bell-like laughter: "Flowers are the most beautiful things in the mortal world, why don't you love them?" The laughter was crisp, like a young girl, and the end note was suddenly as sad as a resentful old woman, no, it didn't look like a human voice at all, but like the hiss of a cobra and the chorus of rotten bones being crushed, this tune changed, not only the statue itself, but also the scene of the back hall of the wind chime shrine that was transformed into a flower temple, and it was also completely changed!
I saw that the thousand-petaled snow lotus that the goddess stepped on barefoot bloomed at this moment, and it turned from a snow-white snow lotus to a red ...... Every petal turned into a red cobra with its head high and spit out letters, and the floor of the shrine under the Snow Lotus Throne also unconsciously became a tumbling sea of blood, and several Qingzhou City girls who had just kowtowed stood collectively behind the goddess, all of them with godless eyes, their faces were as white as stiff, and their eyes were dripping with blood and tears!
"Sea of corpses and blood?" Xiao Qianqiu faced this terrifying abnormality, but instead put his hands together and lowered his eyes: "This is the Qingzhou land led by the immortal family, and it has always been the land of the living, even if you are a god, you have overpassed!"
"The land of the living is the land of the dead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" The glamorous goddess phantom laughed and said, "Only death can bring new life - what kind of lovely flowers will bloom on your bones?" The laughter turned from sad and desolate to cheerful and joyful, but even if it sounded like a young girl's carefree laughter, it also contained a lot of mantra, Xiao Qianqiu responded attentively, and did not listen at will because he heard the female voice turn soft, he knew that no matter what kind of laughter was collected from the believers by the corpse god of the Death Worshipper, once he easily responded, he would sympathize with the soul of the other party's believers, and if he was not careful, it was okay to die madly, and it was possible to become a believer in the Death Worship!
Not all kinds of Shinto have this kind of power, but for the Shinto of the Death Worship Sect, it is impossible to be too careful, because just like its name, this is a sect that worships death, from a certain point of view, it is completely opposite to the belief of the immortal family who pursues immortality, from ancient times to the present, I don't know how many immortals have fallen into the hands of the Death Worship Sect, when the Hundred Eyes Country belonged to the Five Elements and One Line, the immortals agreed to join forces with the Five Colors and One Vein to conquer the Yi people of the Jade Belt Country, because they got the information, the Yi people are killing and worshiping death, it can be said that they would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let go of one's policy, but I didn't expect the Jade Belt Yi people to be vulnerable, and the things they worship are a little different from the Death Worship Sect, but as a preparatory measure, the immortals didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, and as a result, two hundred years later, the real Death Worship Sect had quietly infiltrated Qingzhou City!
How many other powers of the Death Worship Sect were disguised as harmless Flower God Beliefs, hidden in Qingzhou City or in the entire Hundred Eyes Country in places similar to the Wind Chime Temple? It was unimaginable, if this kind of thing happened even at the foot of Qiyun Peak, how could other places be spared!
"See, see?" the goddess illusion continued to laugh, "she shook the man's head in her hand, and the head turned into Xiao Qianqiu's own appearance in her palm, her eyes were closed, her lips were smiling, and it seemed that all the sorrows and troubles of the mortal world were far away from him: "Death is the ultimate destination! The most beautiful flowers will only bloom on the bones, and no matter how many people have nowhere to go, they will be accepted fairly by death, because death is the mother of all beings! Death is just a return to the mother's embrace!" In the laughter, thousands of cobras stepped on by the goddess with bare feet snaking out with their heads raised, and Xiao Qianqiu was surrounded by a breath: "Only death can there be no difference, it is real!"
The last sentence suddenly turned into a rough man's voice, the voice was an octave high, loud in all directions, not only the sea of blood under his feet set off waves, but even the air seemed to be pushed by this powerful sound wave, surging towards Xiao Qianqiu like a sea of mountains!
"It's too noisy!" Xiao Qianqiu frowned and replied in a clear voice: "What fairness is there in death!"
With his gentle words, the dust swept out, like a silver moonlight faintly spilling out an arc, and wherever the moonlight went, the crimson cobra, the tumbling sea of blood, and the girls in Qingzhou City who were bewitched by the flower god disguised as the corpse god...... A girl from Qingzhou City?
I was surprised even by the little sense of consciousness that was sent to the clay statue!
The girls who were still blue and white just now fell to the ground one by one, their brains bursting, their stomachs bursting, and the blood flowing out stained the floor of the shrine red, it was not an illusion from the corpse god, it was a real death!
"You...... You're so ruthless!" This sentence is no longer the tone change that just pretended to be a ghost, but a truly shocking trill!
"Each other, each other. Xiao Qianqiu didn't wait to finish speaking, he smashed the clay statue of the goddess in the hall with a flick of dust, and then it was a cover, and the hidden thing in the center of the clay statue was stored in a glass cover dedicated to this journey, he took a step forward and carefully observed the corpses of the young girls who were laughing a moment ago, and now they had been crushed into flesh by his own hands - although the blow of the true immortal was theoretically not possible, but for the Shinto of the Death Worship Sect, it was really impossible to be too careful- Even before he stepped into the shrine, he didn't find out that these girls who worshiped the god of flowers had been taught to worship the dead corpse worms, if they were replaced by someone else this time, maybe they would be on the way!
At this moment, even if he won a big victory as soon as he made a move, there was no joy on his face, the Xiao family has been hereditary for thousands of years, there are five hundred monks, tens of thousands of clansmen, and all the mortals of the famous immortal family in Sanzhou admire it, whether it is outsiders or their own clan, they all feel that it is a certain thing to continue to live for thousands of years, but if it weren't for Xiao Xinglong's escape and accident to lead out of the monster, and the monster brought out this wind chime temple, I really don't know how many turbulent waves lurk around Qiyun Peak, and I learned from Xiao Ruyun that even those who are the lowest among mortals will destroy the immortal rules at every opportunity, which can be said to be malicious everywhere。 Up to now, strengthening one's strength and exercising one's Dao heart is the only perfect strategy that can respond to all changes without change, but if he really does this, his own hardcore Xiao Yinyun will be the first to come out against him!
The advantage of the Xiuxian family is that they are grouped, and the disadvantage is that they are grouped! Maybe their approach is not enlightened enough, but as Xiao Yinyun said, if they are too open, they are not the Xiao family!
He thought so in his heart, but he didn't hesitate when he started: "Bang!"
The snake letter peach cheek beautiful girl monster who had been pretending to be Lao Kuangtou on Qiyun Peak for many years was seriously injured and had not had time to escape, and was brought to him by the Huang Qing spirit cat who had been lurking in the shadows for a long time.