I, the ninth grade county magistrate, scare the empress to tears at the beginning!

"You guys, why don't you worship the leader of the church? The leader of the church will be filled with great blessings and will grant you happiness and longevity." A young priest shouted loudly to Ning Xiaoyu.

"Don't mess with us. Do you want to end up with the same fate as the people in Shura Hall?" Ning Xiaoyu took out the flying knife and waved it in front of him.

The little priest suddenly no longer dared to accuse and hold people accountable.

The strength shown by Ning Xiaoyu and Xiao Xuewei just now made them quite afraid, but their eyes became a little colder.

Ling Xiao, the shopkeeper of Fushun Restaurant, looked at the statue of the Netherworld Cult Leader and felt that it was extremely evil. It no longer had the same sense of holiness, peace and majesty as before.

He was filled with fear. It turned out that the statue of the Lord of the Netherworld that he worshiped every day and night could really control the hearts and spirits of believers. If they hadn't met Mr. Lu this time, they would never have woken up and indulged in the evil methods of the Nether Sect.

"Master, Master Niang, I want Governor Luo to order the eight people's pottery pots to be destroyed and cremated. What do you think? Xiao Yu'er knows that this matter has nothing to do with the Seventh Master Niang. It must be the Shura scholar who did it." Ning Xiao Yu came behind Lu Yuan and asked Lu Yuan, who was drinking tea, for instructions.

Lu Yuan did not speak, but looked at Xiao Xuewei with concern.

It was only then that Ning Xiaoyu discovered that her seventh master, Xiao Xuewei, had been looking at the eight people eating clay pots. Her body was motionless, but there was a faint powerful aura that was about to burst out. Under the scorching sun, the air around him became a bit colder.

How could Ning Xiaoyu not see at this moment that Xiao Xuewei knew those eight people!

"Do you need our help?" Ning Youruo asked.

"These beasts!" Lin'er said angrily.

"Alas." Shen Shiyu sighed softly, not knowing how to comfort her.

Xiao Xuewei did not respond to everyone's concern, but no one thought she was rude today. On the contrary, everyone felt the violent fluctuations in her emotions.

"Husband..." In the end, Xiao Xuewei still looked back, but lowered her head and did not dare to look at Lu Yuan.

"Madam, do what you want to do. Even if I poke a big hole in the sky today, I will support you!" This is all Lu Yuan said.

Xiao Xuewei raised her head, smiled sweetly at Lu Yuan, and rushed to the stage with her sword in hand. The sassy and heroic figure looked like a peerless female swordswoman. She swung her sword and chopped the statue of the Netherworld leader into two halves!

"Destroying the statue of the leader is a crime worthy of death!" More than a dozen minor priests from the Nether Sect immediately surrounded Xiao Xuewei and quickly launched a siege.

For a moment, terrifying sword light continued to spurt out from the sacrificial platform, and the flames condensed by true energy and spiritual energy forced the nearby crowd to retreat.

"Kill her!"

"Lingchi!"

"It is unforgivable to blaspheme the leader of the Netherworld!"

Under the stage of the sacrificial ceremony, countless fanatical believers burst out with fierce shouts. Their eyes were full of madness, and they wanted to kill Xiao Xuewei immediately.

In the Youzhou area, the Nether Cult Leader symbolizes the sanctity and inviolability. Today, someone smashed the statue of the Cult Leader in public, which immediately aroused public outrage and the people demanded that Xiao Xuewei be executed. "Master Lu, we are in big trouble now. The people are going to rebel!" Luo Yangqiu, the governor of Youzhou County, hurriedly hid behind Lu Yuan, his forehead covered with sweat.

Lu Yuan smashed the statue in the dungeon. There were few people there, so it didn't have much impact. However, there were countless believers gathered in the city today. When those people saw the statue of the Lord of the Netherworld being damaged, one can imagine the anger in their hearts.

With so many fanatical believers, one person could drown Luo Yangqiu with just a drop of spit!

"Be patient. The reaction of the people is normal. This is the sequelae of being mentally enslaved by the Nether Cult Master for a long time. They need time to accept the reality." Lu Yuan responded calmly, still looking like the sky is falling. Shocked gesture.

Governor Luo Yangqiu said worriedly: "Master Lu, why are you fighting with those little priests of the Nether Sect? It will be difficult to end the conflict with them at this time."

Today is a grand sacrificial ceremony, so it is not appropriate to attack people from the Nether Sect. The Nether Sect has countless fanatical believers, and with a single call, even his Youzhou government office may be demolished. To deal with the Nether Sect, Luo Yangqiu believed that the best time would be after today's sacrifice ceremony.

Lu Yuan's wife took action at this time, which was definitely not a good idea.

But Lu Yuan's level of shrewdness is definitely higher than his, and there must be some reasons for this.

"The eight human pigs in the clay pots are the eight former elders of Shura Hall's Criminal Law Hall."

Luo Yangqiu didn't know Lu Yuan's true identity yet, and naturally he didn't know Xiao Xuewei's true identity. Therefore, Lu Yuan's words still made him confused when he heard them.

But Ning Xiaoyu understood it and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

She knew that Xiao Xuewei, the seventh master's wife, lived in seclusion in Cangyun County after marrying Master Lu more than ten years ago, and the Shura Palace was handed over to the eight elders of the Criminal Law Hall for joint management.

The eight previous elders were all made into human pigs. There was no doubt that this was done by the Shura scholar after he seized power. Now they are still used as sacrifices and sent to the sacrificial ceremony. The eight elders of the Shura Palace Criminal Law Hall were loyal to Xiao Xuewei back then. No wonder the Seventh Master Niang was so angry.

"Governor Luo, my master has the means to bring the people back to their senses. You don't have to worry about the people making trouble." Ning Xiaoyu reminded: "In addition, don't send anyone to help. I, the Seventh Master, will take revenge alone today!"

"Okay." Sheriff Luo Yangqiu looked at the fierce battle that broke out in the sky, and couldn't help but feel frightened. Mr. Lu's wife started a fierce battle in the sky with the group of little priests of the Netherworld Sect. The fluctuations of true energy emitted by both sides were those of the mid-to-late Grand Master. In such a terrifying battle, ordinary people could no longer step forward to help.

This also made him sigh again. The Mr. Lu sent by His Majesty Jiang Linglong is so powerful even his wife. How powerful must he be? It should be enough to fight against the Shura scholar.

Shura Scholar ranks among the top ten masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty. After a short two days of getting along with each other, Luo Yangqiu has already invisibly raised Lu Yuan's strength to the same level as Shura Scholar. Even if he is not as good as Shura Scholar, at least the gap will not be too big.

"Boom!"

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly discovered that a dazzling fireball rose into the sky, and then several corpses fell from the air. They were all young priests of the Nether Sect. They were killed by Xiao Xuewei. He was once again stunned involuntarily. .

Since he had a good relationship with the Nether Sect before, one year during a grand sacrificial ceremony, he privately asked a young priest how powerful they were. The techniques practiced by these little priests are very strange, and it is impossible to judge their realm simply by looking at the true energy aura.

The little priest secretly told him at that time that the strength of each of them was actually equivalent to the ninth level of the Grandmaster, but if they join forces, they can fight against the top masters of the Grandmaster. (End of chapter)