"Stranger..." Wizard Menbasa took a few steps, and a sinister look appeared on his old face: "Maybe... he also came here to fight for faith, otherwise why did he kill the wizard as soon as he came?" "One Bayi is indeed not enough." He came to the altar, removed the pig's head and gave some instructions. Not long after, two strong men walked into the secret room carrying a huge deer head. This deer head should come from a stag. Its antlers are forked, like a crown, and it looks particularly beautiful. At this time, it replaced the original pig's head and landed in the center of the altar. Menbasa grabbed a handful of soil and sprinkled it on the altar: "The spirit of nature...the deer-headed spirit...I worship you with blood, I worship you with human soul, I worship you with soil and water..." He picked up a large bowl and filled it with water. Through the clear water, you can vaguely see a dark jungle.
In the thick fog, there seemed to be a shadow with a human body and a deer's head, and the huge antlers on its head were particularly conspicuous. "I call you... follow the guidance of Voodoo Corpse to kill the enemy of nature!" In the Sadu Cult, there are special rituals through which offerings can be made to attract the spirits of the wilderness to eradicate enemies for them. Of course, this is essentially no different than luring a tiger with fresh meat. If you are not careful, it may backfire on you, which is very dangerous. However, Menbasa is a great wizard and has rich experience in how to control the deer-headed spirit. Before, he was the one who deliberately lured the deer-headed spirit to the small village of Bayi, first creating chaos, and then taking advantage of the chaos to let the wizards of the Poison Cult take over! This is a secret that even Mr. Bayi doesn’t know! … "Um?" At this time, Fang Xing was still on his way. Suddenly, he stopped and a thoughtful look appeared on his face: "The spiritual mark I left has been washed away... Was he discovered? Or is he dead?" After developing spiritual powers, warriors have all kinds of incredible abilities. It is said that the ancient martial arts masters could "lock souls from thousands of miles away" and accurately find people thousands of miles away. In fact, they left a spiritual imprint on the other person in advance. Fang Xing naturally used the same method to deal with Bayi. As early as last night, he felt something was wrong, so he used Bayi's own hair to make the other party suffer the consequences. Under the influence of his spiritual power, Bayi couldn't see any flaws at all. "You can go and see the place where the brand last disappeared." "Now that I have the palm of the Great Sun Tathagata, even if I encounter the descendant of the evil god, I can at least give him a slap and then run away..."
"And...as long as I am not afraid of the skyrocketing level of the Great Sun Tathagata Curse, this world can effectively replenish the power of divinity." After experiencing the last experiment of swallowing the spirit behind him, Fang Xing knew that although the various 'spirits' here were not as good as the divine power contained in the essence of the underlord, they could supplement the divinity of the sun if they were larger in number. consumption. Not to mention, he had only devoured the weakest spirit before. How rich and delicious should those big spirits, or even the origin spirits, be? "Delicious? Something's wrong..." Fang Xing touched his forehead and was speechless: "Is it because of the influence of this world that my subconscious mind has shifted slightly?" Blue Star warriors have extremely strong martial arts will, and advanced ones can even look directly at evil gods from outside the realm! But the premise of all this is that you must believe in yourself and examine yourself three times a day. Fang Xing immediately prepared to find a place to rest and analyze his inner feelings. 'In fact, when a Blue Star Warrior encounters this kind of situation, he might choose to find a psychiatrist...' 'But I have too many secrets, so I'm obviously not suitable...' Fang Xing crossed a hill and suddenly saw some noise ahead. A group of guys who looked like beggars and mountain people were robbing a carriage with weapons such as pitchforks and sticks. The carriage looked rather luxurious, and was engraved with the noble emblem. Obviously its owner was nobler than Mr. Bayi. But at this time, as the two guardian knights were defeated, the group of robbers rushed into the carriage with cheers, and first captured a nun in her thirties or forties, wearing a black robe. Although the nun covered her face, her veil was quickly torn off and she fell into the crowd. There was a sound of clothes being torn. "No... let the dragon capture you all!" A sad and angry voice came from the carriage. The owner of the voice was very young, probably a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Tap! Fang Xing watched with interest and saw a horse rushing over. The knight on the horse was wearing leather armor, and his martial arts skills were much higher than those of the two knights who guarded the carriage before. He held a long sheathed sword in his hand, and with just a tap, the pitchforks and sticks of the farmers flew back faster. Many people were dripping with blood and screamed: "It's a knight!" "True knight, go!" They left the happy nanny behind and quickly ran away with their loot. The knight did not chase, but just guarded the carriage. "Thank you, I am Sophia from Baron Sauron's family... The Sauron family is the vassal of the Grand Duke Tulip. They are about to respond to the Duke's call and go to the Golden City to participate in the Holy See's selection of saints..." The carriage door opened and a blond girl stepped out. Her skin is as fair and delicate as milk, her golden hair is like flames, but her eyes are as clear as mountain springs, making people calm down unconsciously.
Coupled with her exquisite facial features and beautiful face, she is indeed a great beauty. "You're welcome. Fighting to protect the weak is my knight's motto." The knight replied politely: "Wandering knight Wall, greetings, beautiful lady!" "Wall... You should be a powerful knight who has condensed the seeds of fighting spirit, but you haven't been recognized by a feudal lord and granted a fiefdom?" Sophia was a little surprised. There are many kinds of knights. For example, her two guards are not even knights' followers. A real knight must practice a breathing method and then condense the seeds of fighting spirit before he can fight in heavy armor and be a ten thousand enemies on the battlefield. Facing such a killing machine, even if ordinary peasants rebel, a thousand of them are not the opponent of a knight. "Not really, I just like to wander..." Wall's face showed a cynical smile, but it seemed to hide deep sadness. At this time, they saw a young man coming over: "What a hero saving a beauty..." Fang Xing just sighed and had some thoughts about this knight. Well, if it were someone else, he would definitely hope that something would happen with the beautiful noble lady. But he was somewhat interested in Wall's knight training method. After all, everything this world could give him required him to explore by himself. "Who are you?" Wall looked at Fang Xing, inexplicably wary. "A foreigner who traveled far away." Fang Xing nodded: "In addition... I want to learn some knight skills. I wonder if you can teach me? I can pay the tuition!" "My training method is not passed on to others." Wall refused as a matter of course. He was actually very wary of this person who suddenly appeared on the road. "Then there is no way..." Fang Xing scratched his head. The other party was not a bad person. If he directly attacked and injured the other party and searched his soul, it seemed that he would become a villain. Although becoming a villain is nothing, if you lose the morality in your heart, you will definitely lose your bottom line in your heart. At that time, when the evil god pollution comes again, he may not have such a pure martial arts will. 'Forget it, there must be knights who have done many evil things. Just find one...' Fang Xing waved his hand and prepared to say goodbye.
At this time, Sophia bit her lip and asked Wall: "Although it is very presumptuous, can you please take me to the nearest Duncan City, Mr. Wall?" "It's my honor..." Wall smiled and agreed. Suddenly, he and Fang Xing frowned at the same time and looked around. Whoosh! A breeze blew, bringing a smell of decay. The sky was dark, and it seemed that it was about to reach the dark night. "This is..." Wall's eyes were full of solemnity. He drew out the cross sword in his hand and stopped in front of the carriage: "There is a wandering wilderness spirit, Miss Sophia, please stay in the carriage and don't come out..." He scratched his head again: "Excuse me, has your baron offended anyone?" Among the three people present, this noble girl is most likely to attract an attack. Of course, it is also possible that she is just unlucky and encountered a wandering wilderness spirit. 'This is... evil god pollution? ’ ‘Sure enough, the people in this world are very good at using the evil god pollution, and even have a taste of reaching the pinnacle...’ Fang Xing glanced at Wall. He could sense that the so-called "fighting spirit seed" was also a kind of evil god pollution, but it had been completely tamed. Even, a new evil god organ and tissue was generated in the body! ‘If those research madmen in the university knew about it, they would definitely go crazy...’ ‘Especially the Nine Swords Academy... The development of the world here seems to be somewhat similar to some cutting-edge research at the Nine Swords Academy. ’ Fang Xing thought to himself. As a warrior, the research group he could participate in naturally did not involve any advanced technology, but mainly studied ancient martial arts. For example, the research group he participated in before was to explore the possibility of integrating two S-level martial arts. As a researcher, he needs to practice in person and make suggestions for improvement. Strictly speaking, he, a graduate student, is more like a tool being studied. At this moment, a figure gradually walked out of the darkness in front. The other party seemed neither alive nor dead, and was surrounded by the terrible pollution of the evil god. Fang Xing was actually very familiar with his appearance. ‘It’s Baiyi… What the hell has he been transformed into? ’ ‘The voodoo corpse of the Sadu Cult?!’
A layer of translucent fighting spirit burned all over Wall’s body, and all his physical qualities were horribly increased: “Evil things should be purified… Glorious Cross Slash!” He rushed to the front of Baiyi’s voodoo corpse, and a holy light flashed on the cross sword. In the air, there seemed to be a flash of white cross sword light. Swish! The cross sword in Wall’s hand cut down, like a hot knife cutting solid oil, splitting Baiyi’s voodoo corpse in two. This voodoo corpse made by Menbasa with a lot of materials was cut into two pieces before it could exert its power. ‘Not only the fighting spirit of the body… According to the classification of the Sadu Cult, the cross sword should be sealed with the ‘spirit’, so can it cut evil things? ’ Fang Xing saw this scene and nodded secretly in his heart: ‘It seems that the extraordinary ways in this world are inseparable from the spirit... Is the only thing that can restrain the evil god's pollution the evil god's pollution itself? ’ “This is... the cross sword?! Cross slash?!” Miss Sophia saw this scene, but it was as if she saw an idol: "Are you a member of the Holy Knights of the Church?" There are many ways to practice knights in the world. But there are very few people who can perform the "Glorious Cross Slash"! And each of them is famous. This set of sword skills comes from the Glorious Church and is the standard of the most famous Holy Knights under the Church! 'A wandering big man must have a story...' 'And a big-breasted and brainless noble girl...' Fang Xing glanced at Wall and then at Sophia, feeling that he was about to put together the standard of an adventure story. "Be careful...Although the voodoo corpse is dead, the strangeness around it has not been solved..." Wall looked at the still dark night, holding the sword in both hands, and watching the surroundings vigilantly. 'Because the voodoo corpse is just a side dish, the next is the main meal...' Fang Xing's eyes were deep, and he seemed to see a figure slowly walking out of the darkness. A ray of light emerged from the cross sword in Wall's hand, causing his expression to change slightly: "A real evil spirit is approaching..." He couldn't help sweating on his forehead, knowing that his sword had been blessed by God and could warn of powerful evil spirits nearby. Now this light means that the evil spirit coming is very terrifying! It is beyond his ability to deal with. 'Lord... am I going to abandon my previous oath before God again and run away alone? No! Never! ' Wall seemed to remember something, his expression became firm, and he took out a silver jewelry box from his arms. After opening it, there was a layer of dark and smelly grease inside. He picked up a silk handkerchief and carefully applied sword oil to the cross sword. "Hey, stranger..."
While doing the work at hand, Wall shouted to Fang Xing: "It's very dangerous around now. If you don't want to die, hurry back to the carriage..." "Ah!" Just then, a scream came out. It was the nanny who followed Sophia! She was lifted up by a pair of deer horns without knowing when, and her limbs were pierced, with blood dripping down... "It's the Deer-Headed Spirit!" After applying the holy oil, Wall also saw the spirit looming in the mist. "I'll hold it, you go!" He stretched out his hand and the cross sword suddenly burned. In fact, the flame was not an ordinary flame, it directly dispelled the darkness and made the original fog retreat... "Glorious Cross Slash!" Wall started to charge at the Deer-Headed Spirit. He actually knew very well that he was no match for the Deer-Headed Spirit. What's more, the spirit could not be killed at all. Without the cooperation of the divine priest, even if he could severely injure the opponent, he could not seal the spirit. It can be said that staying would be a dead end. But for the oath he had made in his heart, he still chose to stand in front of the civilians!