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The real name of the temple owner of the Wutong Temple is Sun Ninghui. He was originally a local landlord and gentry. During the Cultural Revolution, he was included in the ranks of crackdowns on the old, nine, and five categories. The confiscated land and houses were forced to live in caves up the mountain under the beating of everyone. To avoid misfortune, I accidentally discovered a secret cave dedicated to the Wutong God, and there is a book of Wutong secrets inside.

After learning these spells, I saw that the strength to fight against feudal superstition was weaker, especially in this remote mountain village, where there was basically no danger. Coming down from the mountain, relying on some simple spells, coupled with the original personal connections, I made a lot of fools people, even some grassroots cadres.

Originally, this ravine had the habit of worshiping the Wutong God before. After Sun Ninghui gathered a group of believers, he got the power of incense and fire, and found that the power of the spell was greatly increased. He claimed to be a disciple of the Wutong God and built a temple for the Wutong God. Invite people to worship, so as to make your spells more powerful.

Some village chiefs and grassroots cadres who did not believe in Wutongshen were all squeezed out by him and even killed by secret spells. However, he also knew that the terrible state machine was not something he could fight against with a little magic stick. It is very clever to control the influence of the Wutong God in the valley of the nine villages and eighteen villages, so as not to cause a strong blow from the officials, and become the local emperor here.

As the saying goes, when he is full of warmth and lust, he feels that no one can threaten him, so Sun Ninghui came up with this idea, especially the weird phallic magic weapon he got in the secret cave. The magical power of this thing even came up with a lot of insidious methods, using magic tricks to make people lose their energy and fall ill. When people come to ask for help, they say that if they marry their daughter to Wutong God, they can get the blessing of Wutong God. It has harmed many yellow-flowered girls.

Teacher Liu, who teaches here, has long been a thorn in Sun Ninghui's side. The more children read, the easier it is for them to gain knowledge in the outside world, and the less likely they will be fooled by him. For body protection, Sun Ninghui's spells can't hurt him, and Teacher Liu is respected by others, and he dare not easily instigate followers to kill him, so Teacher Liu kept his life through repeated petitions and complaints.

This Wutong Temple, unless it is open to worshipers during festivals, usually does not allow Sun Ninghui's permission, and no one dares to step into the temple for half a step. Wang Pengyu came out of his bedroom, why didn't Sun Ninghui be shocked and furious!

Naturally, Wang Pengyu didn't know so many things. Mr. Liu, an ordinary person with no power and power, couldn't deal with Sun Ninghui, an evil magician, but in Wang Pengyu's eyes, he didn't take this person seriously at all.

Not to mention Sun Ninghui, Wang Pengyu has the confidence to fight even a celestial master like Qian Yangzi, just because he doesn't know much about Wutong God's evil methods, and he wants to find out for himself. It is troublesome to cast a spell to break the strange spell of the Wutong God, so I came here.

Originally, he wanted to observe more to see if he could discover the mystery of Wutong God absorbing the power of incense and fire. This is very different from the ordinary way of sacrificial and refining magic weapons. It is similar to the Buddhist exercises, but completely different from the compassionate and mighty Buddhist exercises. If you can comprehend a thing or two, there will definitely be a lot of benefits in the future.

However, seeing that the temple has become evil and used evil methods to confuse Tang Chunmei's mind, of course Wang Pengyu would not stand by and show his whereabouts to discourage Sun Ninghui.

Hearing Sun Ninghui asking who he was, Wang Pengyu said coldly: "You are a temple, you are not afraid of God's punishment for committing such a wicked act, I will do justice for God today, and I will use any means!"

If it was an ordinary warlock, Wang Pengyu wouldn't talk to him at all, and he would just kill him with a sword in the dark.

It's just that Wutong's magical technique is weird, completely different from the one Wang Pengyu knows. He doesn't use prosperous and auspicious energy to protect himself, and he doesn't use evil energy to kill the enemy. Instead, he uses strange pink evil energy to curse and confuse others, which is an ordinary means of breaking evil spirits. I can't get rid of them, and my own mana is not the inner strength absorbed by spiritual energy, but the power of the incense and fire. Wang Pengyu wants to know more about it, so that he can deal with such evil warlocks in the future, so he gives this temple a chance to use magic. .

Of course, this is also Wang Pengyu's confidence in his own strength, and he has already used methods against him.

Sun Ninghui got the Wutong secret method and the statue of Wutong in the secret cave. Unlike Wang Pengyu, an orthodox warlock with a heritage of heritage, he has been nesting in a ravine and has not had contact with outside warlocks. He doesn't know the situation of Xuanmen warlocks, but he can see Wang Pengyu is not an ordinary person. I am afraid that he is a person who has the same mysterious means to protect himself. If he is not good, he may fall here.

At that moment, he didn't dare to be careless, squinted his eyes, and the obscene look in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a dignified look, and slowly retreated under the statue of Wutong God, forming a strange seal with his hands, and saw the statue of Wutong God standing Facing Wang Pengyu's face, two balls of pink air were sprayed out of his mouth and shot towards Wang Pengyu.

Wang Pengyu sealed the seven orifices with magic power, drew a few times in the air with one hand, and used a breaking evil technique, which accurately hit the two clusters of pink gas. But it immediately condensed into a slightly thin air mass, and continued to shoot towards him.

His face became serious, his heart turned slightly, and he rubbed his hands together, suddenly a layer of strong deadly aura emerged. He punched the pink air ball with his right hand, and the left hand released the aura, turning into a black ghost-headed knife, and quickly rushed towards Chop down with the statue of Wutong God.

The evil spirit from Xingyi Paoquan hit the pink air mass like a cannonball. To Wang Pengyu's surprise, the pink air mass was not dispersed by the evil spirit this time. Ignoring his body protection mana and body protection weapon, it was the Kunlun Yin-Yang Mirror The half-killer, half-auspicious ancient magic weapon didn't respond at all, and the pink air mass was allowed to sink into his body.

Wang Pengyu's complexion changed slightly. The pink air mass was scattered by his broken evil talisman earlier. It may be the opponent's method of suspicion, and his own evil spirit may have no effect on the pink air mass.

The pink air ball entered his body, and Wang Pengyu's eyes flashed, and thoughts of beauty floated up. He couldn't help but think of the wonderful thing about having sex with Tao Xue. This natal magic weapon protects the body and sprays evil spirits to encircle and suppress the opponent, which eliminates the effectiveness of the pink mana.

He breathed a sigh of relief, vaguely aware of the essence of the Wutong magical technique, but it is borrowing the evil spirit to arouse the lust in others' hearts, opening the hole of the essence gate, thus absorbing the power of essence to replenish himself, although the evil spirit is difficult to eliminate directly , but it is not impossible to kill, it just needs to consume more mana and wear it down slowly.

Because people's desires have long existed in themselves, it is not as good as evil spirits and dead spirits that directly hurt people's bodies. Magical artifacts that are sacrificed on the basis of prosperous auspicious qi and dead evil qi, naturally cannot judge the harm that obscene and evil qi can do to people. Keep it out of the way.

After all, people have desires, so they can reproduce. If it is judged by a magic weapon, this is even a beneficial breath, just like sexual desires are a good thing, but once indulged in excessive desires, it will hurt the body instead.

It was with great difficulty that Wang Pengyu cleared away the evil spirit that invaded his body. The Wutong God Statue couldn't dodge Wang Pengyu's evil spirit ghost head knife, but a thick layer of pink air emerged, which forcibly resisted the ghost knife.

When Miao Zhu saw that Wang Pengyu was hit by his spell, he was overjoyed, and was about to continue to attack, which made Wang Pengyu completely confused, and he would not let him be at his mercy.

But before he could continue casting spells, he felt a sudden shock in his body, and the mana in his body was shaken, and he couldn't move his body, let alone use magic attacks.

It was not easy for the mana in his body to calm down, and then he was horrified that the penis magic weapon in his hand, which was used to control the five-handed god and use magic techniques, sent an extremely terrifying suction force. The mana he had cultivated for many years, It surged towards the magic weapon rapidly, and it was not under his control at all.

Only then did Sun Ninghui realize that it was not he who controlled the Wutong God Statue all this time, but the Wutong God Statue controlled him. Under his horrified gaze, the hand holding the penis magic weapon slowly shriveled up, and more slowly Spread towards his body.

Following a burst of indescribable pain from his confidant, it turned out that Wang Pengyu saw his mana being continuously inhaled into his body by the Wutong God Statue through the male root magic weapon to strengthen himself, and found something wrong, and quickly aroused the spider Gu worm that had just been lurking on Sun Ninghui's body , Biting off Sun Ninghui's heart, lest his mana be used by the Wutong God Statue.

When Sun Ninghui fell to the ground with a scream, he lost his breath, half of his body shriveled up, and more than half of his mana was absorbed by the Wutong God Statue.

The statue of Wutong God, whose mana had weakened because of resisting Wang Pengyu's ghost soldier spell, absorbs Sun Ninghui's mana, and there are streaks of pink mana breath coming from outside the temple and entering the body of the statue. The magic power of the god-connected statue soared two or three times. Wang Pengyu's two consecutive ghost soldier spells fell on the god statue, and they were easily blocked by the god statue.

Tang Chunmei saw black air and pink air erupting continuously in mid-air, and then saw Sun Ninghui's arms shriveled strangely, fell to the ground and lost his breath, leaned against the wall, covered his mouth, and looked at Wang Pengyu and the five-handed god statue on the altar , eyes full of horror.

Originally, people with strong yang energy couldn't see these things, but the spells released by Wang Pengyu and the statue of Wutong God were extremely powerful and strong, and Tang Chunmei was confused by the spell cast by Wutong God before, and her Yin Qi was extremely strong. It is only after heavy weight that we can see the situation of Wang Pengyu fighting with Wutongshen.

Wang Pengyu's magical attacks failed several times. He wanted to go straight up and use brute force and utensils to destroy the obscene magic weapon, but he found that the five faces of the Wutong God sprayed out a thick red mist from their mouths and noses, covering a three-meter radius. After all, it is very difficult to drive away the evil spirit in the body with mana just now. In case of being eroded by this strong evil spirit, Wang Pengyu can't guarantee that he can hold his heart and not be controlled by the Wutong God.

With a thought in his mind, he took a few steps forward and grabbed the brass censer for the believers with one hand. When he lifted his mana, the heavy censer with a diameter of half a meter suddenly slammed towards the Wutong God Statue.