Sky-splitting arrows pierced the sky.
A thin, straight, dark crack seemed to appear in the air, and it collided with the black energy ball in an instant.
All the ghost servant monks who were staring here from afar were so nervous that their heartbeats almost stopped.
However, the expected explosion did not sound.
The crack was like an invisible pen, a black line drawn in the air.
The moment he touched the black energy ball, he continued to draw forward through the energy ball without stopping, as if the energy ball did not exist.
Immediately afterwards, under the stunned gazes of the ghost servant cultivators, the black line penetrated the human cultivator's dantian, and then flew out for about tens of feet and suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Apart from the feeling that the space was being torn apart again, there was no other mana fluctuation at all.
However, the human race, which was so powerful that it was not injured despite being besieged by everyone, seemed to have been defeated.
This scene is simply too incredible and unbelievable...
After a moment of silence, all the ghost servant monks suddenly woke up from the shock, and knelt down in the void one after another, kneeling and kowtowing to the three-headed and six-armed demon god. Those who had doubts in their hearts just now, or even just Those who have some doubts are deeply blaming themselves at this moment, worried that the powerful patron saint will blame themselves for not being pious enough!
At this moment, Xing Xin was also in disbelief.
However, at this time, his mind was almost blank.
Feeling that the mana in her body was almost empty in an instant, and feeling the sharp pain coming from her Dantian, Xing Xin was a little confused as to how Qu Wuming managed to destroy her Dark Thunder Extinguisher Treasure with one blow. Bottle, and at the same time pierced his own body...
It was clear that just a moment ago, if he had the blink of an eye, his "Dark Thunder Destroying Mortal" might have hit Qu Wuming, but he didn't know what he was hit by - the Dark Thunder Destroying Mortal Vase was lost to him almost in the blink of an eye. The connection seems to have been directly wiped out from this world!
What followed was an irresistible and huge backlash.
Xing Xin was trying his best to activate the Dark Thunder Extinguishing Bottle. When the backlash unexpectedly arrived, Xing Xin barely had time to react before she spat out a mouthful of old blood.
However, the next moment, the thing that destroyed the Dark Thunder Extinguishing Bottle had shot out from the energy ball. Xing Xin could only barely see that there seemed to be a straight long arrow in the black light.
Without the Dark Thunder Extinguishing Bottle, the black energy ball in the sky also lost its source of energy. Like a deflated ball, it exploded with a bang and bloomed in the air like a firework. But it never caused any waves.
The three-headed and six-armed demon god stretched out two big hands to the left and right. The fireworks were wiped away by the big hands in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace in the air except for a trace of lightning that was still wrapped around the fingertips of the big hands.
Then, those palms seemed to be swatting flies at Xing Xin slowly and quickly.
Xing Xin was no longer able to cast spells and dodge at this time. She barely gathered some strength and raised her right hand to point at the three-headed and six-armed demon god opposite. Just when she was about to say something, the pair of palms came whistling towards her!
At this moment, a small black flame suddenly appeared behind him with a pop, and then, a ray of cyan light shot out of the small flame, and passed through Xing Xin's body in an instant.
Before Xing Xin could say a word, she was involuntarily drawn into an empty world.
That small flame was transformed by Qu Wushe. He used his blue feather to draw Xing Xin, who had lost the power of resistance, into the inner space. Then it turned into a stream of blue smoke and penetrated into the palm of the Demon God's Faxiang. , disappeared.
Snapped! ! ! There was a loud applause in the air, and a wave of air surged out from where the palms hit each other, flying straight for several feet before disappearing into the air.
When the Demon God separated his palms, Xing Xin's shadow was no longer in the sky, and it seemed that there was not even a scum left after being photographed...
When all the ghost servant monks stood up from kneeling in worship, they were all stunned and didn't know how to deal with this situation. Many ghost servant monks couldn't help but turn their heads and focus on the great elder in the village.
The Great Elder of the Ghost Servant also felt his scalp numb for a while, but knowing that he could not escape at this time, he had no choice but to kneel down and kowtow to Qu Wuming again, and then raised his hands high and said loudly: "The Great Elder of the Sin Servant Village Ji Ping , pay homage to the noble patron saint!”
The three-headed and six-armed demon god transformed by Qu Wuming took back a pair of big hands and clasped them together in front of his chest. The other four arms were clasped on both sides. His tall body swayed slightly and sat cross-legged in the air - in the same movement as the "Guardian Saint" statue under his feet. Almost exactly the same.
Looking down at the Great Elder of the Ghost Servant who was talking to him, Qu Wuming asked in the powerful voice unique to the three-headed and six-armed demon: "Sin Servant Village?"
Ghost Servant Grand Elder Ji hurriedly replied: "Yes... In the early years, we used to be disrespectful to Priest Awang, so... we never got a way to communicate with the noble patron saint. Over time, many villages said that we were disrespectful to the patron saint. It is a sinful stronghold... The noble patron saint knows it. We have been serving the patron saint devoutly without any disrespect. We are wronged!"
"Huh? Then, how have you served me all these years?" The three-headed and six-armed demon god had no expression on his face, but he was not angry or intimidating.
A thin layer of cold sweat was already dripping on Ji Ping's forehead. He hurriedly waved his hand to the high priest of Sinservant Village not far away, and then replied loudly: "Although we cannot communicate with the patron saint, every ten years, small sacrifices, During the Centennial Festival, grand sacrificial celebrations will be held, and we never dare to neglect the sacrifices prepared for the patron saint. We only hope that one day we can move the patron saint with our sincerity and perform a miracle!"
At this time, the high priest of Sinservant Village had already knelt and continued to fly forward for more than ten feet. Then he took out more than thirty exquisite wooden boxes, large and small, from the storage ring, and said respectfully: "There are all these inside." Please accept the sacrifices prepared by Sinservant Village for the patron saint!"
After saying that, the wooden boxes slowly flew towards Qu Wuming, while the high priest of Sinservant Village quietly flew back to where he came from.
The three-headed and six-armed demon god lowered his head and looked at the wooden boxes flying close to him. The three huge heads nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Everything has a cause and a result. Now that I am here to help you get out of danger, it is because of your piety over the years. The good fruits of worship. From now on, the name of the village will no longer be called Sinservant Village. I will give you the name of 'God's Coming' today."
"Thank you to the patron saint! Thank you to the patron saint!" Upon hearing this, Ji Ping, the great elder of the Ghost Servant, the high priest and other cultivators burst into tears, and they all kowtowed and knelt down.
The ghost servants in other villages call it "Sin Servant Village". It is a big mountain that has weighed on their hearts for many years. It is so heavy that they cannot hold their heads up in front of other ghost servant cultivators. It is so heavy that they have no intention to concentrate on their cultivation. It weighs them down. I wish I could find a way to find the patron saint to complain to him face to face, even if I have to defend myself from the bottom of my heart, I want to wash away this stigma. Unexpectedly, today, years of devout prayers finally moved the patron saint. Not only did the patron saint take the initiative to come to the rescue, but he also personally named the village.
What an honor!
The Great Elder and others were so moved that they wanted to show their hearts to Qu Wuming, and even spoke with a tearful tone.
However, Qu Wuming felt at this moment that he was done pretending, and it was time to stop as soon as it was good.
He waved his hand and threw out a beam of green light, sweeping away the thirty wooden boxes and collecting them all into Qu Wushe's green feathers. The huge body began to shrink rapidly while flying downwards. When it approached the statue of the three-headed and six-armed demon god At this moment, billowing demonic energy also surged out, covering the entire statue and Qu Wuming's body.
How dare those ghost servant cultivators nearby dare to secretly use the power of their spiritual consciousness to explore the situation inside the demonic energy? Upon seeing this, they all knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes, shouting "Best farewell to the patron saint", and refused to get up for a long time...
It wasn't until the demonic energy dissipated for a long time, and there was no more mana fluctuations coming from the statue, that the ghost servant monks stood up and cheered wantonly for the arrival of the patron saint and for surviving the disaster at the hands of the human race.
Ji Ping, the great elder of Ghost Servant, summoned the high priest and other Ghost Servant cultivators to his side. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "I have a proposal. We will organize a celebration in one month and officially change the name of our village." God came to the village and notified all the villages to attend and watch the ceremony! I will go to the Holy City with the second elder and report this matter to several Holy Kings! If the Holy King can honor us and attend our renaming ceremony... Haha..."
The high priest of the ghost servant then said: "Well, although the holy coffin we have been enshrining has been destroyed by the patron saint, the holy coffin can be re-sacrificially gone. The arrival of the patron saint is the first time in ten thousand years! We can put the guardian spirit The statue of the god is a new sacred object, and the new holy coffin will be integrated with it in the future, which will definitely make the patron saint favor our god Linzhai even more!"
"Yes, let's do it!"
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While the Ghost Servant monks were busy discussing how to organize the renaming celebration of the village after the arrival of the "Guardian Saint", Qu Wuming had already urged the "Falling Star" to leave the place from the depths of the ground and drilled more than ten miles away. At the bottom of a barren mountain.
Deep in the heart of the mountain, Qu Wuming used the "Falling Star" to open up a huge stone room, and then flew out of the "Falling Star" with Qu Wushe.
Qu Wushe held the cyan feather in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the unconscious Xing Xin appeared in front of the two of them.
It's just that at this time, Xing Xin has lost all his magic power, and he has a lot of air coming out and little air coming in. If Qu Wushe hadn't used the power of the seal to seal all the blood in his lower body, Xing Xin would have been in Qingyu Space. Has long since fallen.
"Boss, how should we deal with this guy?" Qu Wushe asked.
"This person's name is Xing Xin. He was a thief with no bottom line in his early years, and he had deep grudges with me. Now that he is in my hands, I will naturally kill him and die in his hands for those who were wronged. People want justice. However, before killing him, we still need to see what he stole from the Ghost Servant Village." Qu Wuming replied, "This person has advanced to the Void Refining Stage, and all valuables should be stored in In the Zifu space. This is why I asked you to save his life before."
As he spoke, Qu Wuming twisted his magic spell with his hand, and spiritual seals flew out from his palms, and flew into Xing Xin's eyebrows one after another.
At this time, Xing Xin was like an ordinary person who fell into a coma, without the power to resist. She was completely unaware that her Zifu space had been gradually enveloped by some mysterious space sealing power...
