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Xiong Da began to feel that something was wrong.

With every step he took, he could feel the air growing hotter. The scene before his eyes also seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, blurry and blurry.

"Damn it!" I don't have night blindness! "

His originally calm heart began to beat violently once again. It was difficult for him to see the scene in front of him clearly. This caused him to lose the sense of security that he had obtained with great difficulty.

Big Bear kept rubbing his eyes to get a clear view of the scene in front of him.

However, that damned fog seemed to exist in his mind. No matter how he wiped his eyes, he could not remove it.

"What's going on?"

He frantically took out his phone. His live broadcast was displayed on the screen, but he could not see the screen. All he saw was a screen full of bullets. The dense barrage of bullets allowed him to regain his composure. Even though he didn't know what they had sent him, he couldn't help but smile at the thought of so many people accompanying him.

Then, his body suddenly froze.

Even though he was a rough man, Xiong Da also discovered this terrifying fact.

It wasn't that he couldn't see the scene clearly, but that the image itself was blurry.

There was nothing wrong with his eyes, the problem was the main hall itself!

"What the f * ck!" What was going on? Is it because I didn't worship enough? Master Cheng Yan, don't scare me, I'll hire someone to burn incense for you every day after I get back, no! "Tomorrow, I will be at home to worship you. I beg you to bless me in overcoming this calamity. This lowly one will never forget this great kindness for all eternity!"

Xiong Da knelt on the ground, kowtowing and swearing sincerely.

Xiong Da originally didn't believe in gods and buddhas, or else he wouldn't risk running to such a place. But now, he couldn't help but believe in this. This was the first time since he had become a cultivator that he felt fear and powerlessness in his heart.

He had abandoned that carefree wish of his for the rest of his life to return home safely.

"Old master Lie, please bless us! Master City God bless us! "

As he continuously kowtowed, a strange sound reached his ears, like the sound of burning firewood, mixed with boiling water.

Xiong Da finally mustered the courage to open his eyes.

The scene in front of him began to change. The original altar, the statue of the city, and even the entire palace began to twist. The distorted face of the stone statue seemed to smile at him.

That twisted smile only existed for a split-second. It could even be that he had seen wrongly.

However, right now, Xiong Da could no longer keep calm and think; he only felt that everything was that terrifying.

In the world of the twisted end, the heat spread out,

In front of him was a huge frying pan. The frying pan was currently boiling, and hot bubbles unceasingly burst out of it, appearing again and again.

The boiling sound of the oil pan exploded in his ears, but it could no longer affect him any further.

Xiong Da was kneeling in front of the wok. Previously, every time he kowtowed, he would be at the side of the wok. If he moved a little more forward, he would probably fall down.

Only now did he realize that he had been wandering around the edge of the cliff just now!

"Thank you for sparing my life, thank you for sparing my life!"

At this time.

This man seemed to have given up all his dignity.

Kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed unceasingly. Tears streamed down his face and his voice was filled with fear.

And it didn't seem to be over.

Xiong Da looked at the glowing figure behind the oil pan and heavily kowtowed once again. It was so heavy that even the floor tiles were shattered. The head that was dyed red by blood was heavily buried as it let out a sound similar to a child's cry.

"… …." "Please spare my life."

Xiong Da, whose spirit had been completely crushed, had only managed to squeeze out these few words after exerting all his strength.

The scene from the live broadcast also disappeared with his sentence.

Let all those in the live broadcast room feel the fear that comes from the heart.

The anchorman's last sentence drifted into their ears and did not disappear for a long time.

It was as if they were telling him not to try to blaspheme.

The troops stationed outside the temple were still extremely nervous.

The incense burner in front of the captain had been changed several times. Every time it was about to burn down, he would quickly replace it with a new one and bow to it.

"Oh no, captain!" The density of spiritual energy in the air has already exceeded 800% of its normal density, and is still rising! "

"The amount of spirit energy fluctuation has increased again!" "Perhaps …"

"I've seen it."

The temple began to shine, from an almost imperceptible glow to enveloping the entire temple.

Under that light, the ancient structure became even more sacred.

Along with the increasing numbers on the instruments, the light of the city temple also became brighter and brighter, as if it was filled to the brim.

Under the strange blood-red moon, the pillar of light exploded.

The beautiful rays of the morning sun lit up the entire city as if it was daytime.

"Holy shit, did you see that!?" The City God Temple lit up! "

"My god, this is much more exaggerated than the incident at Lv Bu's grave!"

"Did someone come back to life again? "What kind of people are actually buried under the temple?"

While the soldiers in the encirclement were chatting, something even stranger happened.

Within the light pillar, an illusory figure gradually appeared …

Everyone was witnessing the appearance of that figure.

Finally, the entire pillar of light …

He was wearing an ancient red and white official uniform. His skin was extremely fair, and his eyes were bright and full of spirit.

The phantom was tens of meters tall, with a golden glow enveloping its entire body, giving it a sacred feeling.

Compared to the statues that were displayed in various temples of city gods, he was tall and straight, with a handsome face. If not for his neat beard, it would be hard to believe that he was a god named City God.

As he lightly stroked his hair, his dignified gaze swept the surroundings. Everyone was stunned by his imposing gaze, and a sense of reverence arose in their hearts.

"I am the god of the mountain and the ruler of the city, I will protect this place."

The authoritative voice resounded throughout the city, the voice seemed to tremble the souls of the people.

Although the words sounded unbelievable, everyone believed them the moment they heard those words.

All of the mountain ranges' local people knelt down to pay their respects. Their faces were full of piety; this was the guardian deity of their entire mountain range.

His life and death was in his hands.

Even if they were not from the mountainous region, they could not help but feel a sense of reverence, a fear and obedience that originated from the soul.

Before they could recover their wits, the awe-inspiring voice suddenly turned angry.

"You mortals, why did you sneak into the gates of hell and disturb me?"

The rage of the Empyrean Gods … it was just a voice, but it caused waves of thunder to ring out.

This was the city!

The Town Security was enraged!

Countless people felt their hair stand on end.

The legendary gods had actually appeared, and they were angry!

It was difficult for them to imagine what sort of consequences would actually occur after a divine god got angry.

Let alone dying without a complete corpse, even their souls would be imprisoned by the city deity, torturing it for 10,000 years!

After all, this was a city under the rule of the gods, a place rumored to be above the land of the underworld!