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Chapter 484 The Mystery of Evil Deeds Thousands of Miles Spread ([-])
Using the technique of holy fire, people were burned to ashes, leaving only the head without blood spattering.And with the support of the holy light, the head would not die immediately, all of this was like a nightmare.

The Yin-Yang Goddess, who was rolling on the ground, realized what had happened to her. Her eyes were full of horror. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound.

"You are a fanatic in the temple, and you dare to kill people in public in broad daylight. Is there any law for you?" the sharp-mouthed man from the Evil Fire Sect pointed at Yiman and asked sternly.

His courage comes from his understanding of the inertia of the believers in the temple.The temple has always been reasonable, preaching in the way of preaching, he guessed in his heart that the fanatic copper coins killed people in the street, it was just a spur of the moment.

Yiman looked very calm, waved his hand and said: "No, you made two mistakes. First, it is not broad daylight, the sun has already set. Second, today is the time when various sects show miracles. What I did, It is the same as you sacrifice children through fire, showing the power of God."

"Excessive words and reasoning can actually be justified." The women and husbands of the Xiehuo Cult sing and follow.

Yiman suddenly realized that there is no need to reason with these people. After all, compared to eloquence, he may not be an opponent who is good at deceiving cultists.

"You talk too much, go find the Yin-Yang Dharma King." Yiman pointed at the two of them, and two balls of light flew out, the holy fire fell from the sky, and the bodies of the couples of the Evil Fire Cult turned into fly ash.

Another two heads rolled on the ground, Yiman looked at the cultists around, patted the ashes on his hands and said: "Who is willing to follow the Yin-Yang Dharma King, please make a signal. I will definitely satisfy you."

The cultists who were talking about you and me were all stunned.They didn't expect that the copper coins, which were so pedantic and ridiculous, would do it as soon as they said it, and they would be clean and cruel.

In the face of murderous and unreasonable lunatics, there is no one who is not afraid.

The calves of many heretics were trembling, supporting their belief that they did not escape because there were more and more nobles and commoners around them.

No matter how vicious a person is, they still overestimated Yiman's kindness in front of everyone and wiped out all the believers.

With that quick-response cultist, there was an immediate countermeasure.

The smiling Buddha of the Motuo Sect winked at the crowd, and the Motuo Cultists among them immediately understood, and shouted: "It's not good, the people in the temple killed people, everyone..." There is no more, a The holy fire fell from the sky, and only one head remained of the Mortuo Cultist dressed as an ordinary person.

Every year during the Qingmiao sacrifice, the cult members perform sorcery, sacrifice innocent lives, and even use sorcery to plot against each other and kill other sect priests.So dead people are not uncommon, and this is even the attraction of the Qingmiao Festival.

But it was the first time that someone dared to blatantly attack the "common people" watching the excitement.

The surrounding nobles and common people didn't know what happened. When a few people saw Gululu's head on the ground, they opened their mouths and couldn't make a sound, all of them trembled in fear.

"I said, whoever speaks, let him go after the Yin-Yang Dharma King, including the audience." Yiman's voice was not loud, but it struck everyone's heart deeply, with a frightening magic power .

Pairs of panicked eyes flickered all around. It was unknown who was in the lead, and everyone ran in all directions.

Yiman's hand touched a little in the air, creating a strange sticky force in the surrounding space.Everyone ran and ran, out of breath from exhaustion, but found that they were still in place.

This is the mysterious space power.

"The play I'm acting in doesn't have an audience, so how can it work?" Yiman smiled contemptuously, and waved his hand, and the holy sword "Patience" fell into his hands.In the blink of an eye, the sword had disappeared.

Yiman stared at the smiling Buddha of the Motuo sect, and he was terrified: "Just now your wink was good, do you know that in life, the physical body is a burden. Look at them like this, there is only one Head, how at ease."

The round face of the Laughing Buddha was extremely pale, and he knelt on the ground with a plop: "Hero of Copper Coin, I deserve to die, I beg you to forgive me. By the way, the scriptures don't say that sinners should be forgiven." I, I, I am willing to convert to the temple."

"Oh, take refuge, that's good, what about you?" Iman's eyes swept over the faces of the cultists around him.

"We are also willing to convert to the temple." Many heretics knelt down in unison. Their sorcery was useless in the face of the power displayed by Iman, and they could only beg for mercy.

"Okay, very good." Yiman clapped his hands in appreciation, and with a wave of his big hand, those golems, idols, wood carvings, sacrificial supplies, etc. in the sacrificial sheds of various sects flew out one after another, and piled up a hill on the square.

Looking at the mountains of cult supplies, Yiman calmed down, his brows were deeply furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The common people and nobles who were watching all around were tired from running, but they couldn't get out of the space area drawn by Yiman.Only then did they realize that the fanatic in the temple in front of them was simply the most terrifying demon.

There was no sound in the crowd, and even the sound of panting was suppressed, for fear that if the sound was too loud, it would be burned by the holy fire in front of the demon.

"By the way, I finally remembered." Yiman slapped his thigh, cleared his throat, and said, "It is said in the scriptures. Don't give holy things to dogs, and don't throw your pearls before swine, lest he trample them , turn around and bite you." Looking at the inexplicable cultists around him: "Is this talking about you?"

"How can you say us?" The woman with an evil face flattered her, "Our conversion is sincere, and there is absolutely no adulteration in it."

Yiman smiled slightly and said: "Those who are sincere to the temple will not be burned by the holy fire." A ray of light flew out, and another holy fire fell in the air, and the woman only had a wicked face left.

"This woman's heart is dishonest, so I don't know if you can stand the test." Yiman first looked at the Laughing Buddha of the Demon Sect.

"I'm scolding, I'm fighting with you." The Laughing Buddha took out a bottle of devil's blood, poured it down his throat, and his body began to swell extremely.

This demonic blood was bestowed by the Abyssal Demon God, and I don't know how many lives were sacrificed in exchange for it.

Yiman was not in a hurry, and with his hands behind his back, he saw that his body was constantly becoming demonic. When he grew to a height of more than three meters, a ball of holy fire fell from the sky.

The Laughing Buddha was fixed in the air, and his demonized body was burning under the holy fire, like a torch.There were horrific wailing sounds, and the face was extremely distorted, which was very tragic.

Many people were so frightened that they lost control, the air was filled with a stench, and countless people passed out happily.

The body of the Laughing Buddha was completely burned by the holy fire, and his head rolled on the ground, still enduring extreme pain.At this moment, a little fox-like beast ran over and took his head away.

Yiman was a little surprised, and saw not far away, a woman in a water-blue robe appeared, her face was as sinking as water and as cold as ice.The appearance is almost ugly, but the firm color between the brows is admirable.

The woman grabbed the head of the Laughing Buddha and fed a worm into his mouth. After a while, four claws grew out of the neck of the Laughing Buddha, allowing him to crawl slowly on the ground.

The Yin-Yang Goddess, the Zhu family couple, the followers of the Mo Tuo sect in the crowd, and the evil-faced women were all concocted by her in the same way.The head crawling on the ground is very strange, almost creepy.

"Interesting." Yiman clapped his hands appreciatively, "Your sorcery is quite interesting."

"Wrong, this is not a sorcery." The woman's tone was flat, but she was not afraid of Iman: "In the wild grassland, there is a kind of head worm, which can make a living thing survive with only one head. Of course, I I don't want to keep them for too long, but I just have some questions to ask."

Yiman was a little surprised and stared at the woman. Although she looked extremely mysterious, there was no evil in her body.

"You are a witch, right?" Iman asked tentatively.

The woman nodded, walked over lightly, came to the coffin that Yiman had seen earlier, and said, "Actually, I came here mainly for this coffin. If you give it to someone, you will surely get payback."

Yiman stared into the witch's eyes, the ancient well was calm and unsteady, and knocked on the coffin again, using the space system ability to look inside, his expression changed slightly.

"I know who to hand it to." Yiman nodded, and holy flames fell from the sky, engulfing all the cultists and burning all the cult's sacrificial supplies that had piled up like a mountain.

The surrounding nobles and civilians could clearly see that above the flames, the smoke condensed into a demon's head.

The demon looked at the ground, clearly crying.

(End of this chapter)