"Hahaha, what's the matter, several major cults gathered in Pingling County, all in order to seize the source of our eight-faced god cult? I think when my eight-faced god sect was in the limelight, where were you unpopular miscellaneous sects! Now it is like a vicious dog, and the thin man who wants to take the **** sees that there is no hope of escaping today, and he is furious when he speaks.

"The law of the jungle. If you know each other, you will hand over the seed of the eight-faced god yourself!" The man in black snorted coldly, a little impatient.

Hearing the words of the Raven God Sectist, this lean man of the Eight-Faced God Sect was expressionless, raised the long sword in his hand and didn't know what he was chanting, the whole person's body was shrouded in a layer of dark light, his skin dried up as if he had lost blood and water, and his strength actually had the strength of the second-order middle realm for a while.

Seeing this, a group of black-clothed people stopped talking nonsense, and rushed towards the lean man with knives, their mouths were also chattering, and they all received the blessing of the crow god's divine power.

Exchanging soul and freedom for strength, both sides are typical cultist plays, which were not revealed on the street before, and now in this alley where no one haunts, they no longer have any scruples.

"Ahem... So, can you stop first?"

Just when the two sides were about to fight desperately, a man's voice sounded suddenly.

"Who! come out!" the leader of the men in black shouted in shock.

Lin Ze, who was dressed in a white robe, slowly walked out of the darkness, looking at a group of hideous-looking cultists with a calm expression.

Seeing Lin Ze's dress, the leader of the men in black had already guessed that Lin Ze must be the young master of a big family in Pingling County, and looking at his aura, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't see through?

A cold sweat broke out on the back of the leader of the black-clothed people, this time I heard that the Eight-Faced God Sect was desperate to summon their eight-faced god clones in Pingling County, and the rest of the cults near Qingzhou all came, wanting to snatch the divine source of the eight-faced god clones, and their batch was actually just the first batch of minions from the Raven God Sect.

But their luck was very good, and within a few days of arriving in Pingling County, they actually found a disciple of the Eight-Faced God Sect, and he actually had one of the sixteen seeds in his hand to awaken the eight-faced God clone!

Through intelligence, this time, the people of the Eight-Faced God Sect brought a total of sixteen God Seeds from the headquarters to Pingling County City to gather, if they can grab a God Seed, it must be a great achievement, and their status in the Crow God Sect must be greatly improved!

And now, this young man who suddenly appeared and couldn't see the depth was very likely to ruin all his beautiful imagination at once!

"Looking for a dead boy!"

The leader of the men in black didn't speak, but the man in black who had appeared on the street closest to Lin Ze shouted angrily and slashed at Lin Ze with a long knife.

His long knife changed color in the air, and under the power of the crow god, there was a faint cry of madness. His own strength, with the blessing of the Raven God's spell, had reached the level of the second-order middle realm.

Looking at the motionless young man in front of him, the man in black was in a trance, shouldn't he be like a dog with his tail between his legs, turning around and running away?

Is it stupid?

The next moment, he understood.

In the face of absolute strength, there are many things, there is nothing that should be, and there is nothing wrong...

"Boom!"

With a bang, Lin Ze's hand was withdrawn without a trace, and the black-clothed man who came over with a knife had been blasted out entirely, half of the wall had collapsed, and the black-clothed man buried below was dead.

"The movement seems to be a bit big... Pulling the corners of his mouth, Lin Ze looked at the rest of the black-clothed people who were already too frightened to speak, and smiled: "Blame yourself for just provoking the patrol, so, do we have to speed up the time?"

Lin Ze, who was at the peak of the third order, fought a group of cultists whose highest strength was only the peak of the second order, and it turned out that there was no difficulty, even if it was a group of cultists who had been blessed with divine power.

A minute later, the corpse that had already fallen to the ground, the lean man of the Eight-Faced God Sect, who had no intention of resisting at all, committed suicide at the very beginning, and Lin Ze didn't even have time to stop him.

In the end, only the black-clothed minion leader of the Raven God Cult remained, and obviously, there was a big difference between a cult and a cult.

Although the Eight-Faced God Cult has decayed to the point that it is not what it looks like, after all, it has been established for a long time, and the gods are relatively powerful, the lean man, without saying a word, chose to commit suicide and went to see his god master.

And a Protestant religion like the Raven God Sect, which has developed rapidly in recent years, is obviously a little less weighty, and the leader of the small boss directly succumbed to Lin Ze's not cruel means, and told them all about their activity plan.

It turned out that the power of the Eight-Faced God Cult was increasingly oppressed, and the believers' incense was not as good as a year after year, so this time they decided to be ruthless, and brought sixteen divine seeds to Pingling County.

Taking advantage of the flow of people in the Lantern Festival, the blood sacrifice array was launched to awaken the clone of the eight-faced god who fell in Pingling County, so as to resist the suppression of several other cults.

This eight-faced god clone that was killed and sealed in Pingling County City hundreds of years ago has the cultivation of the seventh-order middle realm, and through the blood sacrifice array, according to the population of Pingling County City in the past few days, the eight-faced god clone summoned may even temporarily reach the realm of the seventh-order peak.

The highest cultivation in the entire Qingzhou is Lin Canglan, who has already stepped into the eighth order, but Lin Canglan is leading the troops outside, and the rest of the people like the Dragon and Tiger Sect Sect Master and Lin Guanhai and others all have the strength to not be afraid of the eight-faced god clone, but they are not in Pingling County.

An eight-faced god clone at the peak of the seventh order, plus high-level believers of various cults who have been mixed in one after another.

With the current strength of Pingling County, can it really repel them?

You won't ask me to use the Monkey card so soon.

Lin Ze was very helpless, since he knew about this matter, he naturally couldn't ignore it, and there were many people in the city who were very important to him.

It's just that if the current few bigwigs in Pingling County can't withstand it, then they can only summon Brother Monkey, the Monkey King of the Ninth Order Primal Realm, it is estimated that the energy fluctuations rolled up by the golden hoop stick can shock the clone of the eight-faced god.

But as long as it is summoned, it is a waste of an opportunity, and the card that Lin Ze regards as a super hole card has only one chance to use it all of a sudden, so he can't help but feel distressed.

Holding his forehead, Lin Ze was a little helpless.

Headache headache.

Dense footsteps came, and the voices of the late patrols came from the rear: "The government is looking for food, stand still!"

Lin Ze turned his back to the patrols, waved his hand, and disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

And a note saying that the cult was going to sacrifice blood in Pingling County in the past few days was deliberately thrown in the air by Lin Ze, floating in front of the patrols。。。。。