"Who is pretending?"
When Lingpingan followed He Qi to a place that seemed to be the ruins of a factory.
He heard a quick, hoarse roar.
He turned to look at He Qi and asked, "Is it your ancestor?"
He Qi nodded.
Lingpingan laughed.
After thinking about it, he walked straight towards the sound.
As he walked, he said righteously: "Listen to the thieves inside..."
"You are surrounded by me!"
"Confrontation is no way out!"
"Voluntarily surrendering and seeking leniency is the only way out!"
These were all lines he learned while watching police movies, and now he can use them very smoothly.
only…
Lingpingan didn't know at all.
As he spoke, behind him, the huge god reflected in the thick fog that he couldn't see lowered its tiger head, which was at least three or four meters long, and poked out of the thick fog.
The sharp teeth in the mouth collided up and down, making a clicking sound.
The smelly pus dripped down drop by drop.
The ground was corroded and smoking.
The divine eyes on his forehead shine on everyone.
An atmosphere of majesty, solemnity, and terror raged in the air.
At this time, Lingpingan's voice came out from the thick fog.
"Listen to the thieves inside..."
"You have been surrounded by me..."
All three eyes of the huge tiger head are open.
Like three extra large lanterns.
It seemed that only those present dared to say a word "no".
The bloody mouth will bite down on the head and swallow everyone into its stomach.
That was the lord of the underworld in mythology who used ghosts as snacks and chewed the ghost king like broad beans.
The legendary uncle of Youdu.
The most capable minister under Hou Tu!
Therefore, people from the victory-weary school are trembling.
Blind Ding raised his head and stared at the huge tiger head protruding from the thick fog.
He felt the terrifying pressure.
But I was thinking in my mind: "Is it a blind eye?"
Tubo returns
hehe!
How could he believe it!
It has been two hundred years since spiritual energy was revived, and there are traces of the revived divine activities all over the world.
Everyone has a certain foundation for understanding the existence of gods.
For two hundred years, people have known an iron rule about the gods - the gods who revive are actually a little conscious.
This consciousness returns to the present world through faith, sacrifice, artifacts or a certain spiritual vein or holy land.
But that's about it.
Now, the concentration of spiritual energy is not yet high enough to support the complete return of a god.
Therefore, these gods can only reside in temples or holy places.
Relying on faith and sacrifice to maintain one's anchor in this world.
After leaving the Holy Land, you want to take action
Then a grand ceremony will be held.
The sincere prayers of hundreds of thousands or millions of believers gathered enough power to give him a chance to take action.
This is a bit like a human spacecraft flying into space.
Astronauts in a vacuum must wear spacesuits if they want to travel outside the spacecraft.
Today's earth, to the gods, is roughly the same as the vacuum in the eyes of astronauts.
Therefore, every time after taking action, the god would fall into weakness and would be unable to take action again in a short period of time.
Therefore, gods are used as trump cards by various countries.
Until the critical moment of life and death, he will not be easily moved.
Of course, there are legends that some gods in Qinlu have secretly put a little bit of their consciousness into the body of a pregnant mother through special rituals.
Thus entering this world as a human being.
But doing so is very dangerous.
Because once it falls, it may affect the body.
In the Bone Church in Qinlu, it is said that there is an angel king who died outside.
Also, those gods who are too powerful.
Let alone consciousness.
Not even a trace has been found.
so…
He looked at the huge tiger head.
"Pretending to be pretty good... I almost got deceived by you!" Blind Ding smiled scornfully.
He knew that among the black guards, there was once a general who was good at illusions.
It is the offspring of a mutated dragon and a human.
By chance, he awakened the talent of the mirage dragon, which allowed him to create an illusion that was so lifelike that it could even be confused with the real thing by converting spiritual energy into mirage energy.
Hypnotize tens or even hundreds of thousands of people.
Now, the general's vitality and blood have already weakened and he is entering the twilight years of his life.
But if he doesn't die, he can unleash his last potential.
It is indeed possible to create an illusion that is enough to confuse a strong man like him!
So, he straightened his chest and copied each talisman in his hand.
As soon as the person manipulating the illusion shows his flaws, he will be killed on the spot.
The thick fog ahead suddenly dispersed.
A thin figure walked out of the fog.
The huge ghost standing behind him seemed to be his shadow.
"Hey!" Blind Ding's spiritual energy saw a familiar smell. It was his disciple, the disciple who had been lifted from the curse.
"Evil traitor!"
"court death!"
With that said, he picked up a talisman and hit He Qi directly.
The talisman that came out of his hand suddenly burned in the air.
The lines carved on the talisman by the victim's soul turned into sharp swords, piercing He Qi directly.
He Qi looked at it, screamed strangely, and immediately hid behind the man.
"Huh?" Blind Ding felt the feeling in his spiritual energy.
That person…
The people coming out of the thick fog are very strange!
There was no trace of psychic energy in him.
He seemed to be holding a cat in his hand, which was also unremarkable.
Just an ordinary house cat.
so…
"Mortal?"
But how did mortals get here
Also, what's with the huge ghost reflected behind him
"No matter..." Blind Ding thought fiercely in his heart: "Go to hell!"
Just a mortal.
After killing him, extract his soul and arrange a soul-searching ritual, then everything will be known.
Suddenly, Blind Ding frowned.
Because he sensed that the talisman he punched out disappeared completely within a few steps in front of the mortal.
It seemed as if it had been swallowed by something, or like rainwater falling into the sea.
"Some kind of magic weapon for protection?" Blind Ding thought.
Although there are few such things, it is not impossible.
For example, the Yang Ping Zhi Du Gong Seal can defeat all Yin evil magic techniques.
No matter how dirty the spell is, as long as it comes to the holder, it will be purified immediately.
In addition, the sacred shroud enshrined in the Bone Church also has a similar function and can protect the person wearing it from any extraordinary power.
but…
These magic weapons, artifacts, and holy objects all have shortcomings.
For example, the Yang Ping Zhi Du Gong Seal can only passively purify Yin evil magic.
The shroud can only defend, not attack, and cannot withstand attacks from mortal weapons.
In other words, trying to kill the person wearing the shroud.
Just take a kitchen knife and chop him to death.
Thinking like this, Blind Ding raised his fist and faced the mortal who came out of the thick fog.
"go to hell!"
He also learned ancient martial arts.
This punch used ancient martial arts skills.