At the same time as the black mist surged, the blood in the blood pool in the four directions also began to boil, forming a blood barrier of about five meters.
The priest held a golden knife in his hand and pulled Fu Zhengguang's sleeve back, revealing his snow-white wrist.
Each blade made a shallow cut on the wrist, waiting for the blood of the first virgin to fall on the Taisui body.
The black mist churned violently, as if it couldn't wait to absorb the fresh virgin blood.
Scarlet blood oozes out of the skin surface, converging into small droplets of blood, falling down.
The black mist also protruded a small corner and wanted to contact it, and the blood beads finally fell, but at the moment of contacting the black mist, it made a sound similar to that of an object being corroded.
The black mist stopped for a while, and then let out a painful scream. At the same time, the blood in the blood pool suddenly fell, and the blood in the pool splashed out and hit the congregants who were closer. In an instant, a few people became bloody man.
Fu Zhengguang was not a woman at all, so his blood would definitely go wrong on the Taisui body.
The sudden change caught everyone by surprise. The priest reacted quickly and quickly knew what was wrong. He looked at Fu Zhengguang in front of him with fierce eyes, and the other party returned an innocent smile.
This is the time!
Shen Fengyue sprang out from the inside of Fu Zhengguang's clothes with lightning speed, and the edge of the blade turned into sharp serrations, cutting off the rope tied to Fu Zhengguang's body.
"Come on!" he said to Fu Zhengguang.
It all happened so fast that the priest could not have imagined that such a heresy could still exist. He looked surprised and astonished, and as far as he could see, a shadow intertwined with red and green rushed towards his face.
The plant wanted to attack his eyes, but he could only try his best to protect his eyes, covering them with his hands. In the end, the back of the hand was slashed with a sharp tool, which was deeply visible to the bone.
The priest wailed in pain, and Fu Zhengguang, who had just gained freedom, lifted up his skirt and kicked him hard on his stomach, kicking him into the bottomless black hole.
"Go and see your Lao Shizi, the God of Tai Sui!" He was still a few steps away from the black hole, then took off his precious jewelry and threw it into the hole, "Uncle can't stand these bullshit things for a long time... "
Before he finished speaking, he saw the black mist rise up and make an appearance of attacking him, but fortunately, Shen Fengyue turned back into a human form in time, grabbed his back collar, and pulled it back.
Fu Zhengguang was pulled to a staggering, dodging the blow, and then he heard Shen Fengyue say quietly beside him: "Master Fu, you've had a great time in your old days, you just broke my hand. ." The fingers formed five claws, swinging flexibly in front of Fu Zhengguang.
Hearing this, Fu Zhengguang had a black line on his face: "..." He also said that this guy didn't eat with Zhanguang. If you have food to share, you will dislike others when you gain weight.
His own priest was openly pushed into the hole, and the congregation quickly reacted, eagerly rushing towards the altar.
"They are coming!" Fu Zhengguang swallowed hard, and asked the person beside him, "When will Daoist Zhang arrive?"
The whole cult has turned towards them, and it is definitely a lie to say that there is no panic. Shen Fengyue was a little nervous at first, but suddenly his mind moved, he sensed something, and a rare smile appeared on his face, comforting Fu Zhengguang: "Don't worry, it's not--"
The next moment, a strong cold air spread from the outside to the inside of the cave. A thick layer of ice instantly condensed on the ground, frost and snow filled the cave, ice crystals danced in the air, and even the blood pools in all directions were affected by the cold and condensed into ice that could not move. Those who are close are affected and frozen into icemen.
"It's coming." The voice fell, and a white figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, coming towards the inside.
Shen Fengyue raised her eyebrows and smiled in the direction of the entrance of the cave. It was extremely bright, and the little red flower on her head was also red and bright, which was truly gratifying.
Zhang Hansheng successfully received this blooming smile, he coughed lightly, calmed his mind, then clenched the sharp sword in his hand, and his arm forced the sword to slash forward.
Frost and snowy sword qi slashed out, with sharp edges, the ice-cold qi in the cave was heavier, the blue frost condensed more, the snow-covered area was closer to one layer, and more people were frozen by the sword qi. .
Under the balance of the two, it is obvious that the person who broke in from outside the hole is more difficult and dangerous. Everyone shifted the target, most of them attacked Zhang Hansheng, and only a small part followed to deal with Shen Fengyue and the weak-looking chicken. Fu Zhengguang.
Although Shen Fengyue is a weak nurse in this world, her melee combat ability is very good. Fu Zhengguang is not weak after undoing the bondage. The enemy was caught off guard and made a sneak attack, and in three or two times, they took care of the pilgrims who were running towards them.
Shen Fengyue stared at the restless black mist not far away, the most important thing at the moment is to deal with this evil god, while it's not a climate, not the bewildered believers.
Zhang Hansheng brought a purification pestle, but at the moment he was besieged by a group of people and couldn't get out for the time being, so he couldn't come to solve the evil god in person. After thinking about it, Shen Fengyue finally made a decision in her heart and shouted in the direction of the crowd: "Zhang Hansheng, give me the purification pestle and let me come!"
There were too many people gathered in that direction, and Zhang Hansheng had already been blocked, but he knew that the person must be watching the situation on this side all the time.
Sure enough, the next moment, the crowd surrounded and came a response: "Okay."
Zhang Hansheng jumped up, stepped on the bodies of several people and flew upwards, and then forcefully threw a golden object in the direction of Shen Fengyue. After the object flew out, he continued to concentrate on his side.
In fact, he had always trusted Shen Fengyue in his heart, so he could not hesitate to hand over important instruments to him.
The purification pestle shone with golden light, and when it flew in the air, it was like a bright little sun, which made people's eyes hurt. Shen Fengyue took advantage of her strength to fly into the air to receive the magic weapon.
The magic weapon is designed to restrain inhuman things, so as soon as it arrived in her hand, Shen Fengyue felt as if her hand was being burned by the fire of ten layers of karma. After a while, her hand became red and swollen, and there were several cracks on the palm of her hand.
His hand hurts tightly, but no matter how painful it is, he doesn't dare to let go of the magic weapon in his hand. This is the key to getting rid of the evil god.
The Evil God also knew that this thing would kill it, but in fact, he did his best to break through the ban regardless, and a black fog suddenly condensed in the black hole, and soon it condensed into a silhouette.
The evil god looked at Shen Fengyue resentfully, his voice was full of hatred, and it was like a man and a woman, as if a man and a woman were talking together.
"Little grass spirit, I have no grievances with you, but you want to harm me!" He roared at him, and the black mist danced wildly in the air.
Shen Fengyue's scalded tears were about to come out, but she still gritted her teeth and raised her lip to smile, and sneered at the evil spirit: "Although I am a small grass spirit, I am also a kind-hearted good spirit. This account must be settled with you!"
"Whoever blocks me, die!—"
The Evil God knew that he couldn't make sense with him, and his heart was full of killing intent, so he split up into two bodies to deal with Shen Fengyue and Fu Zhengguang, and deliberately separated them both, leading them in different directions.
Shen Fengyue noticed this, but there was nothing she could do, because she gradually separated from Fu Zhengguang in the process of fighting the evil god.
He is an elite of plants and trees, and has excellent healing ability. To put it bluntly, he is a mobile and sufficient blood bank. During the fighting process, he kept adding blood to himself, and fought a time-consuming battle with the evil god.
The disadvantage of fighting a time-consuming battle with a nurse is very obvious. When you are exhausted and beat the opponent to residual blood, the next second the opponent instantly adds full blood to himself, and continues to fight with full blood, which makes you feel exhausted.
The Heretic God and Shen Fengyue fought for a long time, and it took too long and gradually lost his strength. The sacrificial ceremony was interrupted, and his power did not return completely. In addition, he forcibly broke through the seal, and his power was weakened by most of it. He fought with a pure milk again. Over time, there were many flaws.
"Grass Jing, if you can rely on me today, when I break the seal, when your strength reaches its peak, it will definitely help you to rise to the top and live forever." The evil god began to lure him.
But Shen Fengyue didn't like this, she said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I have no obsession with becoming an immortal." Their main task is to eliminate bugs and get rich bonuses. What are the benefits of becoming an immortal, but they can't make money. .
The Heretic God has never seen such a thing for thousands of years. He was choked upright, and it took a long time before he said viciously: "It's worthless! It's just oil and salt."
Shen Fengyue is still the same, always looking for his flaws in the dialogue with the evil god.
Huang Tian paid off, at the moment when the evil spirits dodged, Shen Fengyue found his flaws. A beating heart was hidden in the black mist, and a faint red beating in the black.
right here! The key to the evil god - the heart.
He endured the pain, pointed the tip of the pestle at that place, and leaned in front of the evil god, holding the purification pestle and stabbed heavily towards the evil god.
The evil god noticed, but it was impossible to dodge, so he could only watch the purification pestle come towards him.
The red heart was centered, it stopped beating, suddenly shrank, and then shattered visible to the naked eye, turning into a little red light floating in the air. Blood spurted out of the black hole, like a small stream of blood spurting out, with black and red blood oozing out from the edge. At the same time, there was a voice that was neither male nor female screaming.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" This scream was so sharp that it resounded in the sky, even the cave was shaken by the tremor, and some fine stones began to fall from the top. The evil spirit suffered the pain of being decomposed, and all the resentment turned into an unfinished cry: "Little grass spirit...!"
After successfully eliminating the evil god, Shen Fengyue shook her hand and the purification pestle fell to the ground. He also squatted on the ground and kept blowing on his hands.
Fighting with the evil god not only consumes the power of the evil god, but at the same time he is also suffering from torture. How long has it been beaten, how long has it been corroded by the purification pestle.
At this time, his hands had been burnt with a purifying pestle, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and white bones could be seen when the palms were spread out.
He kept blowing, trying to ease the pain, but in vain.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." he muttered, tears streaming down uncontrollably. This purification pestle is too painful.
After the system gave him a pain shield, Shen Fengyue breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the pain subsided. He moved his hands with visible bones, and there was no pain at all. The flesh and blood hung on it, which was really unsightly. He even took time to tear off some rotten flesh, and his expression was the same, as if it was not his hand.
He had no idea the danger was coming.
The Heretic God still had the last bit of strength, he hated and poisoned this little grass spirit, and realized that his time was short, and he wanted to pull back when he was going to die. The black energy quietly condensed, and the final blow full of resentment hit Shen Fengyue.
"Little grass spirit!" A male or female voice sounded.
"?" What, not dead yet? ! Shen Fengyue turned around.
Zhang Hansheng has been paying attention to this side, even though he has dealt with the evil god, he still did not take it lightly. After hearing this, he stepped on countless shoulders and flew towards Shen Fengyue.
When Shen Fengyue turned around, she found that she couldn't avoid it, it was too close, it was too late.
His pupils dilated instantly, and he stared blankly at all this.
A white figure flashed by and flashed in front of him. The last thing Shen Fengyue saw was that the white figure stood in front of him with a decisive attitude, blocking the fatal blow of the evil god for him.
After the blow was over, the light appeared, and the evil spirits dissipated.
"Zhang Hansheng..."