"A few hundred years old, with a hooked nose, nasolabial folds, sinister eyes, restrained appearance, gentle appearance, and a feminine and vicious smile..."

"Although there are a few such people in Qianxue Prefecture, they do not fit the characteristics."

"They are absolutely incapable of ruining the Lord's plan..."

A majestic and terrifying roar suddenly erupted from Mr. Tu's mouth, not resembling a human voice.

After that, Mr. Tu’s face became even paler.

"yes……"

"However, too many minions on the list were damaged, the altar of Bishan Temple was destroyed, and all the demon slaves were killed or injured..."

"Too many of the gods selling humans and animals have died, so there are fewer humans and animals, and the sacrifices have been raised too slowly. The progress of the formation can only be..."

Before Mr. Tu could finish speaking, he suddenly started to bleed from all his orifices, lying on the ground uncontrollably, with his limbs twisted.

"Yes, it was the old servant who made a mistake..."

Mr. Tu endured the pain and his voice became hoarse.

After a while, the evil force receded slightly, and he slowly got up, tremblingly kneeling on the ground again, and said piously:

"My loyalty to the Lord of God is immortal!"

"One day, the great God Lord will wake up from the dust and rule the wilderness!"

After Mr. Tu said this, his tense body relaxed slightly, and he obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

He then said slowly: "Someone is hindering the Lord God's plan..."

"All of this is...someone is manipulating it from behind."

"The divine fetus was protected by someone, and the demons who took advantage of the divine sovereignty to command have all gone and never returned..."

"Even... when a god servant dies, the god's eyes, one of the thousands of gods' skeletons that reside in his body, also... disappear."

"That's when I realized that I was wrong."

"I underestimated him."

"This person must not be an ordinary formation master."

"This person who has repeatedly blasphemed the God Lord and hindered the God Lord's plans is very likely to be a Shinto formation master who practices Shinto formations, or a terrifying swordsman who practices spiritual thoughts."

"If he practices Shinto formations, I won't be afraid."

"But if it's the divine sword technique..."

There was strong fear in Mr. Tu's eyes.

A terrifying method of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords, which had been classified as a forbidden technique, reappeared in his mind.

Mr. Tu finally kowtowed to the human-faced ram horns with ferocious fangs, bloodstains, and white bones in front of him:

"I'll find out..."

"Anyone who dares to block the great plan of the God Lord will eventually become a stupid dog and sink into the barren mountain purgatory. Both his soul and spirit will be destroyed and he will never be reincarnated!"

"Taixumen..."

Mr. Tu's voice gradually became inaudible.

After he finished speaking, he did not dare to look directly at the human-faced ram-horned statue. He lowered his eyes, bowed his body, and retreated humbly.

It wasn't until he exited the altar that he slowly stood up, pulled out a piece of human skin, and put it on himself.

Human skin covered his body and gradually spread, covering his dead white, wrinkled face, as well as his skin that had been soaked in blood for many years, soaked in blood, and often had chapped skin.

Mr. Tu became a middle-aged monk with a tall figure, fair skin, and gentle eyes.

He lost his ugliness and humbleness just now, and with a warm smile, he slowly walked out of the gloomy forbidden area.

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Chapter completed!