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Chapter 314 The Awakening of the Statue
Chapter 314 The Awakening of the Statue
On the altar paved with bluestone of Nuoda, mysterious lines are carved on it, as if there is light continuously flowing in the middle.
A figure lay on the altar, as if there was no sound.
The middle-aged Taoist wielded a sharp sword and muttered words, as if he was communicating with the god statue.
Suddenly, the cigarette smoke in the incense burner in front of him became thick and billowing, and rose straight up, as if turning into a large cloud, covering the sky and the sun, covering the whole world, even the rising sun in the east was completely Covered, the sky became extremely gloomy.
Xiao Ran, who was pretending to be in a coma, only felt a burst of depression in his heart, as if something big was about to happen. He also noticed the change in the sky, and he panicked inexplicably, feeling as if his plan had been seen through by others.
puff--
At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist sword tip danced gracefully, and simply cut the throat of one of them.
The blood flowed down and flowed into the lines on the altar, Xiao Ran could completely hear the sound of the blood gurgling, and also sensed the breath of dying life.
As time went by, Xiao Ran felt drowsy, as if a mysterious force was affecting him, making him listless and wanting to fall asleep.
"not good!"
Xiao Ran immediately felt something was wrong, bit the tip of his tongue, his mind was clear for a while, and he also noticed that the six-color disc in his mind had absorbed some kind of strange power, which was enough to explain the problem, there was something wrong with this altar , can affect them, can't continue like this, otherwise, they will not be pretending, but will really become sacrifices.
Suddenly, he felt the tip of the middle-aged Taoist's sword slashing towards Yan Qingli's snow-white neck, seemingly inadvertently. But he didn't respond.
"wake up!!"
Xiao Ran yelled, stood up suddenly, and pulled Yan Qingli aside, thus defeating the middle-aged Taoist's moves.
Only then did the others slowly wake up, but Xiao Ran was affected by the strange force just now, and his actions were a little stiff.
"As expected, I knew you had ghosts, but since you are all standing on the altar, do you still want to leave?"
The middle-aged Taoist sneered, and attacked the crowd.
At the same time, scarlet threads issued from the statue seemed to be piercing into everyone's bodies, imprisoning everyone's actions.
puff-
Several people were on the spot than the scarlet thread passed through their bodies, binding them tightly, Xiao Ran and the others were also caught, but the difference was that the scarlet thread had just pierced Xiao Ran's skin , it was absorbed by the power of the six-color disc.
Xiao Ran clearly felt that the six-color disk was active many times. Although the power was weak, it was extremely pure and its quality completely surpassed the ghost energy he had absorbed in the past.
"This idol has a big problem."
Xiao Ran thought in his heart.
However, the current situation made it too late for him to pay more attention to these problems. He immediately looked at Yan Qingli and the others. Except for Yan Qingli who had avoided the scarlet thread, everyone else had been tricked. All the thin scarlet threads were absorbed.
"Ok?"
When absorbing those scarlet threads, he felt that part of the scarlet threads seemed to be different, and that power seemed to have been consumed, which made him very puzzled.
However, at this time, the middle-aged Taoist attacked them.
"Damn, dare to attack my old lady, I'm really tired of work."
Yan Qingli, who had already recovered, exuded an iron-blooded hostility, and a look of anger appeared on his jade face.
The slender hand slapped, and each palm contained terrifying power. Under this force, the face of the middle-aged Taoist changed, and he became ugly. He felt that he was not the opponent, and he panicked all of a sudden.
Except for Xiao Ran and those ordinary outsiders, Xun Lang and others all jumped off the altar, and shot at the people around you, the middle-aged Taoist.
Especially in the aftermath of Yan Qingli's fight with the middle-aged Taoist, many villagers were seriously injured, and some of them even died.
"Retreat, retreat immediately."
After seeing this scene, Zhang Quanshan shouted loudly, and at the same time gave Zhang Jinhai a cold murderous look in his eyes.
This glance made Zhang Jinhai feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was obvious that he had been suspected, but the other party had no evidence, even if he pushed all this to Xiao Ran and others, saying that they were too powerful , deceived them, but I am afraid they will still be punished.
"break."
On the altar, Xiao Ran yelled loudly, and punched the statue heavily.
According to his judgment, this statue should be completely smashed by his punch, but when he just touched the statue, a scarlet light enveloped the statue, and the force of his punch rebounded multiple times back.
All of a sudden, his body flew upside down and smashed down the altar, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be churning.
"Haha... How funny? Just because you, a late prefecture-level martial artist, want to destroy the statue? It's just a dream."
The middle-aged Taoist seemed to have noticed Xiao Ran's movements, and said with a big laugh.
hum-
At this moment, the statue vibrated, as if it had become alive, a pair of eyes turned black and red, and a black and red mist lingered around its body. The mist contained strong corrosion and coldness. The quality of the aura far exceeds that of Zhang Cuicui.
"Could it be that this idol is also a ghost?"
Noticing that the six-color disc in his mind was constantly churning, as if he was very excited, as if he had finally encountered something delicious, it kept spinning, he thought suspiciously in his heart.
Humph--
A cold snort emanated from the statue, and immediately, except for Xiao Ran, the others spat out a mouthful of blood as if they had been hit hard, and their attacking movements also stopped.
"My subordinates pay homage to Lord Ghost King."
The middle-aged Taoist and others did not take the opportunity to attack, but knelt down on the ground, looking very respectful.
The statue's eyes were cold and ruthless, full of tyrannical aura, it seemed that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all, and some only had indifference.
After looking around, the idol's eyes fell on Xiao Ran's body, without emotion, and said as if looking at an ant: "Little ant, it is ridiculous to want to destroy my god body. Offenders, die."
The statue snorted coldly, and a big black-red mist condensed to cover the sky, slapped heavily towards Xiao Ran, as easy as swiping a fly.
And Xiao Ran also felt the terrifying pressure, under the opponent's power, he couldn't move at all, as if the surrounding space was completely frozen.
(End of this chapter)
On the altar paved with bluestone of Nuoda, mysterious lines are carved on it, as if there is light continuously flowing in the middle.
A figure lay on the altar, as if there was no sound.
The middle-aged Taoist wielded a sharp sword and muttered words, as if he was communicating with the god statue.
Suddenly, the cigarette smoke in the incense burner in front of him became thick and billowing, and rose straight up, as if turning into a large cloud, covering the sky and the sun, covering the whole world, even the rising sun in the east was completely Covered, the sky became extremely gloomy.
Xiao Ran, who was pretending to be in a coma, only felt a burst of depression in his heart, as if something big was about to happen. He also noticed the change in the sky, and he panicked inexplicably, feeling as if his plan had been seen through by others.
puff--
At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist sword tip danced gracefully, and simply cut the throat of one of them.
The blood flowed down and flowed into the lines on the altar, Xiao Ran could completely hear the sound of the blood gurgling, and also sensed the breath of dying life.
As time went by, Xiao Ran felt drowsy, as if a mysterious force was affecting him, making him listless and wanting to fall asleep.
"not good!"
Xiao Ran immediately felt something was wrong, bit the tip of his tongue, his mind was clear for a while, and he also noticed that the six-color disc in his mind had absorbed some kind of strange power, which was enough to explain the problem, there was something wrong with this altar , can affect them, can't continue like this, otherwise, they will not be pretending, but will really become sacrifices.
Suddenly, he felt the tip of the middle-aged Taoist's sword slashing towards Yan Qingli's snow-white neck, seemingly inadvertently. But he didn't respond.
"wake up!!"
Xiao Ran yelled, stood up suddenly, and pulled Yan Qingli aside, thus defeating the middle-aged Taoist's moves.
Only then did the others slowly wake up, but Xiao Ran was affected by the strange force just now, and his actions were a little stiff.
"As expected, I knew you had ghosts, but since you are all standing on the altar, do you still want to leave?"
The middle-aged Taoist sneered, and attacked the crowd.
At the same time, scarlet threads issued from the statue seemed to be piercing into everyone's bodies, imprisoning everyone's actions.
puff-
Several people were on the spot than the scarlet thread passed through their bodies, binding them tightly, Xiao Ran and the others were also caught, but the difference was that the scarlet thread had just pierced Xiao Ran's skin , it was absorbed by the power of the six-color disc.
Xiao Ran clearly felt that the six-color disk was active many times. Although the power was weak, it was extremely pure and its quality completely surpassed the ghost energy he had absorbed in the past.
"This idol has a big problem."
Xiao Ran thought in his heart.
However, the current situation made it too late for him to pay more attention to these problems. He immediately looked at Yan Qingli and the others. Except for Yan Qingli who had avoided the scarlet thread, everyone else had been tricked. All the thin scarlet threads were absorbed.
"Ok?"
When absorbing those scarlet threads, he felt that part of the scarlet threads seemed to be different, and that power seemed to have been consumed, which made him very puzzled.
However, at this time, the middle-aged Taoist attacked them.
"Damn, dare to attack my old lady, I'm really tired of work."
Yan Qingli, who had already recovered, exuded an iron-blooded hostility, and a look of anger appeared on his jade face.
The slender hand slapped, and each palm contained terrifying power. Under this force, the face of the middle-aged Taoist changed, and he became ugly. He felt that he was not the opponent, and he panicked all of a sudden.
Except for Xiao Ran and those ordinary outsiders, Xun Lang and others all jumped off the altar, and shot at the people around you, the middle-aged Taoist.
Especially in the aftermath of Yan Qingli's fight with the middle-aged Taoist, many villagers were seriously injured, and some of them even died.
"Retreat, retreat immediately."
After seeing this scene, Zhang Quanshan shouted loudly, and at the same time gave Zhang Jinhai a cold murderous look in his eyes.
This glance made Zhang Jinhai feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was obvious that he had been suspected, but the other party had no evidence, even if he pushed all this to Xiao Ran and others, saying that they were too powerful , deceived them, but I am afraid they will still be punished.
"break."
On the altar, Xiao Ran yelled loudly, and punched the statue heavily.
According to his judgment, this statue should be completely smashed by his punch, but when he just touched the statue, a scarlet light enveloped the statue, and the force of his punch rebounded multiple times back.
All of a sudden, his body flew upside down and smashed down the altar, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be churning.
"Haha... How funny? Just because you, a late prefecture-level martial artist, want to destroy the statue? It's just a dream."
The middle-aged Taoist seemed to have noticed Xiao Ran's movements, and said with a big laugh.
hum-
At this moment, the statue vibrated, as if it had become alive, a pair of eyes turned black and red, and a black and red mist lingered around its body. The mist contained strong corrosion and coldness. The quality of the aura far exceeds that of Zhang Cuicui.
"Could it be that this idol is also a ghost?"
Noticing that the six-color disc in his mind was constantly churning, as if he was very excited, as if he had finally encountered something delicious, it kept spinning, he thought suspiciously in his heart.
Humph--
A cold snort emanated from the statue, and immediately, except for Xiao Ran, the others spat out a mouthful of blood as if they had been hit hard, and their attacking movements also stopped.
"My subordinates pay homage to Lord Ghost King."
The middle-aged Taoist and others did not take the opportunity to attack, but knelt down on the ground, looking very respectful.
The statue's eyes were cold and ruthless, full of tyrannical aura, it seemed that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all, and some only had indifference.
After looking around, the idol's eyes fell on Xiao Ran's body, without emotion, and said as if looking at an ant: "Little ant, it is ridiculous to want to destroy my god body. Offenders, die."
The statue snorted coldly, and a big black-red mist condensed to cover the sky, slapped heavily towards Xiao Ran, as easy as swiping a fly.
And Xiao Ran also felt the terrifying pressure, under the opponent's power, he couldn't move at all, as if the surrounding space was completely frozen.
(End of this chapter)
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