Chapter 825

When Wang Xu's face was confused.

All the people in the hall, suddenly touched, all knelt on the ground.

"King Wu! Nine days! Nine day king

They kowtow three times and worship nine times, hold up their hands, keep bending down, touch the ground with their heads, and shout loudly in their mouths. Their voices are fanatical and crazy, and their looks are even more distorted and excited.

"What the hell is going on? This funny three headed statue... Why is it so like me? What's more, I feel the familiar connection between spirit and spirit in the turbulent space because of such a thing? Man made spiritual aggregates... No, or ghosts? " Wang Xuya is very painful, can't help but burst a rude.

He was hidden in the dark, and his breath showed a flaw because of his unstable mind.

"Who? Come out

Seeing the three "evil spirits" in the air, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Xu. On his two heads, six eyes were either open or closed, angry or cold, staring at Wang Xu.

Strange situation happened. After seeing Wang Xu, his three faces showed extremely humanized surprise and confusion, which was not much different from real people.

Same second.

Kneeling on the ground, the group of men and women in white also jumped up abruptly. In the twinkling light of the knife, dozens of sharp long knives pointed directly at Wang Xu.

However, there was a trace of doubt on people's faces.

Just because the place that the king of nine days looked at was a piece of air and nothing.

But the next second.

"Ah..."

With a sigh, Wang Xu withdrew his mind. The air in front of him twisted and swayed like water waves. He slowly came out and faced the crowd.

When he appeared, all the people were stunned.

"An ordinary man?"

In their eyes, there was no trace of cultivation on Wang Xu, but soon they reflected that he was not despised, but more dignified.

If you are an ordinary person, how can you have such a strange means of concealment?

"Power control?"

Without special training, ordinary people can master the extraordinary ability, and only those who awaken the extraordinary ability are possible.

"Baga! Boy, who are you? " A man who is nearest to Wang Xu is cold and angry. The long knife in his hand is slightly tilted. The sharp edge of the knife is flashing cold light, shaking Wang Xu's eyes.

Sabre, blindfold.

Unfortunately, this unreasonable Sabre skill is extremely useful for ordinary people who need to catch the enemy with their naked eyes, but it has no effect on Wang Xu.

He didn't even blink his eyelids. He didn't even look at the man. His eyes were fixed on the three "demons" in the air from beginning to end

"What the hell are you? Forget it, it doesn't matter. For the sake of your connection with my spirit, submit to me and become my subordinate. "

"What?"

In an instant, the man and woman in white with a knife in front of Wang Xu's body have a cold look and look at him angrily.

This is the Chiba temple, the Hongying Valley, and the holy temple of the birth of the type God. How can an ordinary person, even a person with extraordinary powers, have room to be presumptuous on such a sacred occasion?

In the eyes of these island people who are fanatical and reverent for demons, Wang Xu is violating the gods.

"Baga!"

The man who uses the sabre technique to cover his eyes and force Wang Xu is even more angry. He drags the sabre at a lightning speed. The light of the sabre moves across several meters of space, tears the air and cuts Wang Xu head-on.

This knife goes straight to kill Wang Xu without any mercy. No matter who you are, you will die if you dare to break into the back mountain of Chiba temple and violate the gods.

"Go to hell!"

The other men and women in white around them, with cold eyes, stood motionless in the same place. The person who took the hand was the top three among them. In their eyes, Wang Xu, the intruder and the one who offended the gods, would soon have his head broken and blood spilled on the ground.

Just in time, the demon killer, the martial god, the king of martial arts, has just been born, and needs a blood sacrifice of living beings. Let's start with the people in front of us.

But just then.

Wang Xu raised his head slightly, eyes deep, opened his mouth and drank softly: "death!"

instantaneous.

The sword light of pitching is stagnant.

The next second, the knife hit the ground.

Follow.

The body of the attacking man fell to the ground, his eyes were staring to the maximum, and blood could be seen from the corners of his eyes, but there was no life in it, only the residual fear, as if he had experienced something extraordinary at the moment before he died.

For the weak of this degree, Wang Xu had an idea, and Wu Zun's idea broke out, crushing each other's spirit directly.

At this moment, the whole temple, a dead silence.

But Wang Xu didn't turn his head. He kept staring at the three "demons" in the air and asked with a faint smile

"Well, now you can answer me, yes or no?"

Originally, Wang Xu was not prepared to kill.

After all, this three headed monster with a trace of inexplicable connection with his spirit was created by the fanatical spiritual beliefs of these men and women in white.

It can be said that he was able to get rid of the turbulence of space and return to the Chinese world intact, thanks to their help, although these people did not have the idea to help him.

But what Wang Xu hates most is that others want to kill themselves.

So, he did it. But he just killed one, and didn't kill a lot. He's not a Murderer with mental problems.

However.

Sometimes, if you don't want to kill someone, someone will take the initiative to die.

"Nine day king, no offense! Kill him! Take revenge on sangmujun After a short silence, the men and women in white around them were not afraid, but more angry.

A person draws a knife, strides, angry voice drinks.

Then, it seems to be a tacit understanding, almost everyone rushed up, cold knife light, spread the whole space in an instant.

"Go away!"

Wang Xu's eyebrows wrinkled and his mind swept around.

Boom!

In the hall, there is a faint thunder burst, a visible white wave, with Wang Xu as the center, toward all directions.

The wind blows and the void shakes.

All the incense burners, bronze tripods, ritual vessels, tables and chairs that we visited were blown away. And the men and women in white, who rushed up all around, all stopped abruptly in the middle of the journey. What they showed in their eyes were deep shock and panic.

The idea of God evolves from the spirit and is driven by the mind.

If the cultivation of martial arts and Taoism is real, then the spirit is void, and the spirit based on the spirit is also void.

Above the level of nothingness, as long as there are enough levels.

Wang Xu.

One thought is God!