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Chapter 428: No. 1 in the world (4,000 words)(1/2)

Who dares to have objections?

The Confucian and Taoist people gritted their teeth, feeling frustrated and regretful. Watermark Advertising Test   Watermark Advertising Test

They knew that once they agreed, there was no room for regret. It would not be too easy for this soul master to suppress them.

"I'm not a domineering person..."

An Qisheng looked at the four people lightly, his eyes faintly, as if he could see through people's hearts:

"This road may be difficult, but once it is completed, it will naturally bring your benefits..."

"Who dares to make too many requests for the real person is fortunate to serve the young woman in three lives?"

Now that things have come to this point, the few people naturally cannot imagine it. Huang Qing'er even bowed, as if he had accepted the facts, which made the Confucians and Taoists look at each other a little.

I responded to the busyness.

But although it was a foregone conclusion, there were many other ideas in their minds.

But if you don't believe it, there will be any benefits...

The four of them had their own thoughts, but An Qisheng didn't pay much attention to it and reached out to pinch it gently from the void.

Buzz ~

The streaming light visible to the naked eye flows from all over the place, flowing several times between its five fingers, turning into a small candlestick.

"If you have any difficulties in this trip, you can ignite this candlestick..."

The way of the god descending to the human world passed down by the King of Netherworld is different from ordinary practice techniques. Although there is also a saying of "receiving the talisman", the most important thing lies in the "reliance" of many people who ask for God, or the medium.

Only by relying on such a medium can God come.

Buzz ~

Holding the candlestick, Taoist Liansheng was slightly in a daze, as if a lot of information flowed into his mind. After a while, he lowered his head in awe and admiration:

"It will be fulfilled by the mission..."

Without too much explanation, the youngest Bailian Taoist among the five people is over 60 years old, so naturally there is no need for too many advice.

But they kept walking out of the head of the Tianyi Cult, and the four of them were still a little confused.

The real person in white seemed to have no way to leave any hand to clamp them, but they wouldn't think that there wasn't. It could be that the person's methods exceeded their perception limits.

"Teacher, this god..."

After a few people left, Sa Wuling, who was confused, couldn't help but speak.

He had heard that his teacher had taken many city gods for his own use and asked them to station in the mountains, rivers and veins, but wasn't that setting up a formation?

What does it have to do with the Conquest of God?

"It's not the time you know."

An Qisheng answered lightly, then waved his hand and asked several people to go down.

Sa Wuling, who was full of doubt, had to retreat.

Huhu~~~

Many people retreated, and the backyard of the Tianyi Cult suddenly became quiet. Only a breeze blew by, raising Anqi's long hair on his temples.

He was alone in it, looking up at the sky with a faint eyes.

After his mind was born, his feelings became deeper, and he could faintly feel an invisible crisis coming.

This crisis is like the sky at night, and endless darkness shrouds his soul.

This crisis comes from the heavens beyond the sky.

This is the emperor.

"sky......"

An Qisheng breathed a deep breath.

He had never faced such an invisible and incompetent enemy that he could not overcome any possible enemy.

How can you fight against invisible and intangible, not knowing where it is, not knowing where it is, not knowing how strong it is, not knowing how weak it is?

Everything he did at this time was just the most promising path in deduction.

The gods were enthroned to replace heaven.

Whether it is successful or not, he has no confidence in his heart at this time.

Huh ~

Retracting his eyes and slashing thousands of thoughts in his mind, An Qisheng flipped his palm and took out the five-star quaint altar.

Replace the balance, or the altar will be fulfilled whenever you ask.

This altar has many magical features, but it is too cruel to exploit it.

An Qisheng believed that what he paid must be equivalent to what he paid on the other end of the balance, but he had replaced it but it was no longer a hundred.

This altar is equivalent to eating 99% of the two ends of the balance...

No matter how cruel the capitalist on Xuanxing is, he is not as ugly as this scale.

"ah!"

As the altar appeared, there was a subtle but sharp scream.

"ah!!!"

On the altar, many blood-red and subtle chains locked half of the white bone demons compressed to the size of a palm, and kept screaming.

It seems to be suffering from inhumane great pain.

The ability of a soul tolerated is amazing. Even if it is the torture of the ordinary people, the soul can be as calm as possible. However, at this time, the true man Yixie screamed unbearably.

It can be seen how huge the pressure it is under.

"As a practitioner of the Tao, even if he wants to kill me, he will kill me, why do he torture me like this?!"

Two balls of ghost fires were flickering, and the hoarse and evil moans of Yixie Real Person were circulating.

"The seventy-two great methods of evil and evil are extremely evil. There are skin-pulling cramps, soul-pulling, purple-ripping carts, and posthumous kids...They will not suffer less than you.

At least, you still have room for roar, to whom do their despair and pain?”

An Qisheng's eyes were calm and his face remained unchanged.

Buddha and Taoist families may not have much human nature, but evil Taoist people will inevitably have no human nature. This method of evil Taoist people is the only coldness he has seen in his life.

The Wu family in Wuzhou used corpses to train soul insects, but they still had to beat around the bush, but the evil way never paid attention to these things.

The seven-emotional demons, the extremely evil wood charm, the five-yin skeleton demon, the demon-refining corpse bar, etc., are all cultivated by the nourishment of countless essence, blood and souls.

"Hahaha! Who do you think you are? The Lord of the Netherworld or the Savior? He is just a high-sounding hypocritical person. I will kill you, but you still have to make excuses. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

The Yi Xie Taoist endured powerful pain and let out a sarcastic sneer:

"Who in this world doesn't eat people? Who can say that?! Even if the King of the Netherworld still has the time to massacre the city, have you never killed innocent people in your life and bullied the weak by using the strong to bully the weak?"

Huhu~~~

As the Yi Xie Taoist spoke, there seemed to be a whistling wind around the Tianyi Sect, and there was even a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling. It seemed that although the sound was heard, a hundred ghosts would be traveling around!

Invisible to the naked eye, with the center of oneself, the entire Qingdu City will burst out with endless evil spirits and hatreds.

"You are right and right, you are right."

Allowing the strange evil Taoist to sneer and howl, An Qisheng's expression did not change at all. His faint eyes looked down, and as he watched the evil evil spirits gathered, gradually arose the strange evil Taoist from his lower body:

"Since that's the case, I'm strong at this time, so of course I'm right!"

Huh ~

Before he finished speaking, the Yi Xie Taoist's heart thundered again: "You, what are you going to do...ah!"

Without finishing a word, the red light on the altar swayed like a guillotine, splitting it into two halves.

The lower body that had just grown, along with the slightly recovered lower body, was swallowed by the altar in one bite.

After nearly two years, under the nourishment of many evil spirits, the body of the Yi Xie Taoist, the white bone human demon, has recovered.

It can be replaced again barely.

"The offering is enough... to replace it."

Amid the low whisper, red light rose again on the ancient altar, and a ripples that were invisible to the naked eye were sank into the depths of the void.

In a blink of an eye, the screams of the evil Taoist had not yet landed.

A talisman with purple light had fallen and was squeezed into An Qisheng's palm.

It has been a long time since I got this altar, and An Qisheng has figured out a lot of uses.

I also have a general understanding of the method of judging the value of an object in this altar. It is mainly practical, with the most expensive technique, followed by the elixir recipe, and the method of refining magic weapons is the second.

The cheapest ones are talismans or talisman treasures that can only be used once.
To be continued...
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