The Holy Envoy opened his eyes and looked around.

"You don't have to watch it anymore. These Song Ties are dead. I've sent them to your path first."

"Devil! You are really a devil!"

When the cold voice sounded in my ears and my eyes saw that all the believers who had developed were lying on the ground motionless, the envoy suddenly let out a harsh scream, and his yellow pupils were filled with incredible expressions.

For him, this was indeed an incredible thing.

If you close your eyes for only two seconds, and then open your eyes, a group of living people will become corpses? What's going on?

The Holy Envoy can only attribute all this to the devil before him!

"Now, tell me everything you know, all the secrets of your sect, or I will let you learn the most painful things in this world."

Liu Zheng intimidated him and walked towards the other side step by step with his sword.

If you have a sword to seal the throat, or just pinch it to death, these ways of death are actually considered kind.

The truly cruel method, those who died under Liu Zheng’s sword tonight should be glad that they did not understand it.

For example, when the Western Expedition Army confronted the Iron Eagle people, how did both sides do it after they captured each other's captives?

"Do not come here, God will punish you..."

The Holy Envoy roared at Liu Zheng, kept backing, gestured with his hands constantly, and at the same time he muttered something in his mouth, and began to talk about the birds singing.

Liu Zheng's previous purchase and strengthened language knowledge scroll immediately made contributions, but in a moment what this guy was saying came to his mind:

"...Great Lord, merciful Lord, may your glory come to the earth, just as your kingdom in heaven. May your strength be spread in the world.... The humble servant asks you to the noble You, and I will use your strength..."

He spoke very quickly, and fluorescence had appeared between his hands, and a force that Liu Zheng had never touched before began to emit.

Curse, magic, or magic?

Although I don't know what this is, as a martial sect, naturally, it is not allowed to a fragile mage to complete the magic in front of him without any protection.

Moreover, if you don’t take action at this time, you have to wait for the other party to complete it and experience the “spell” yourself? That’s a stupid behavior!

so...

"ah..."

The Holy Envoy screamed, directly interrupting his language, and the power that was about to condense disappeared.

One arm fell, and he fell to the ground and twitched and struggled due to severe pain.

"Say it, say everything you know, otherwise you will most likely not be able to enjoy a wonderful life."

The sharp sword tip was only a few inches away from the red-haired man's face, which made him grit his teeth and dare not make a scream, and his breathing was rapid and he did not dare to move rashly.

"I... sir, I am just a little person from the Immortal Cult of the Iron Eagle Kingdom, a simple... a simple missionary... hiss... please let me go..."

He endured the severe pain and said in fear as he looked at Liu Zheng.

"It seems you are teasing me as an ignorant idiot? Hum..."

Liu Zheng sneered. Although this guy's physical fitness was so weak, the power fluctuations caused by the spell he recited just now were definitely not fake!

This person is an extraordinary person who has some extraordinary power!

"No, I dare not, I absolutely dare not..."

The Holy Envoy was still lying stubbornly, and he thought Liu Zheng couldn't understand Tieying's words.

"ah..."

The dishonest ended up, and he lost one of his own legs.

The red-haired man screamed in pain like a pig, covered his broken leg and struggled, his facial features twisted into a ball.

"My patience is limited. Next I will peel off your skin, and I will not let you die. You will see your skin separate from your body and suffer a little by little, and then you will see your internal organs being taken out little by little."

The cold threat deeply stimulated the red-haired man's nerves. He shouted in pain: "What do you want to know? What do you want me to say? Our sect is an immortal sect, who believes in the great Creator God, the Immortal Lord! I have already said, what else do you want to know..."

"What power are you going to prepare just now? What is your real purpose in coming to the Song Dynasty? Say!"

Liu Zheng took the opportunity to quickly ask for the forced.

"Ahhh...that's...that's...no! I can't say...bang!"

The holy envoy's mind exploded instantly, and then he disappeared. His fate was exactly the same as the fate of the two important figures of the Yun family before.

Just when Liu Zheng wanted to remove the body from a large amount, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the room, and the breath became a little different in an instant.

"Oh? This is..."

Liu Zheng calmed down instantly.

The expression behind the mask showed a smile.

If there is no end, it proves that there is still an accident.

Accidents are good. What Liu Zheng is most afraid of is accidents. If the clues are interrupted, he may be even more angry.

The body of the Saint who lost his head was trembling constantly, then suddenly stood up, and the headless man looked particularly strange.

At the same time, something even more evil happened:

All those who should have died tragically under Liu Zheng's sword stood up and stared at Liu Zheng with a expressionless face.

No, it should be said that their souls stood up from the corpse, each with a dark face and a green look.

Liu Zheng remained motionless because the main owner had not appeared yet.

"Has been discovered..."

As an old voice echoed in the hall, Liu Zheng finally waited for what he was waiting for.

It was a head, the head attached to the holy envoy's neck was actually more like a face of a dead soul, his face was as dark as those standing souls.

"Young man, it seems that your Tianshidao's movements are not very slow..."

The red-haired old man's head stared at Liu Zheng on the neck of the holy envoy and said stiffly.

The Tao of the Heavenly Master!

Liu Zheng felt aroused: "This unknown thing treats me as a person from the Taoist Taoist celestial master?"

Before he could speak, the old man's head said again: "But you have to know that the demons you believe in in Tianshidao have long fallen, and you have lost the ability to use their power! And the world has changed, and your so-called cultivation has become extremely difficult! But we are different. Our God has always existed, and you will surely die with the progress of the times. It is better to throw yourself into God's arms and return to God's kingdom with us on the final day."

This passage contains a lot of information, which makes Liu Zheng remember firmly.

Perhaps the villain in front of him did not understand the cause and effect of talking too much, or perhaps he had great confidence to deal with everything, so he had the idea of ​​recruiting Liu Zheng.

"Or...you choose to resist our invitation?"

Speaking of this, the old Hongyi's eyes were brightly lit up, waiting for Liu Zheng's decision.

"So...what would I need to do if I join?"

Liu Zheng replied tentatively, and he wanted to continue to take out something from this guy's mouth.

But it was not as good as he wished, the old Hongyi just said seriously: "You can only answer whether to accept or refuse now."

Haha, I can't continue to speak well?

Oh!!

The roar of the Yin Feng ghost was roaring, and a terrifying aura came to my face!

He gave Liu Zheng two seconds to consider, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, the old red-blade made his own decision. Those "those who died once" let out screams that shocked their souls and rushed towards Liu Zheng.

"Ordinary people have no resistance to the ghosts turned into by the dead soul. The screams of ghosts can cause your spirit to collapse, the attacks of ghosts can cause your soul to be wiped out, and you will eventually..."

The old red-bian said quietly, but Xia Ran stopped halfway through his voice.

"What did you say?"

Liu Zheng shook the sword and shook off the blood that did not exist. This was a habit he had been using the sword for a long time.

In less than a second, all these things that were called "ghosts" in the mouth of the old Hongyi disappeared under his sword. Although Liu Zheng had never encountered such things before, he had learned a lot of common information about the travelers when he was at the Immortal Reincarnation Team.

Whether it is the Yin Shen Yang God of the Taoist, the spiritual body of the magician, the Nascent Soul Spirit of the Cultivator, the Souls of the Wizards and the Souls of the Wizards and the Undead, the souls of the creatures such as ghosts, ghosts, and undead will naturally show that they have no entity to deal with ordinary people who can only use their fists and feet, and they are not afraid of physical attacks.

But once this physical attack is accompanied by energy, such as the "spiritual power" drawn from Liu Zheng's body, and the kind of spiritual power unique to martial arts in the cultivation system, it will not work.

Not to mention the "new soul" that has just been transformed into a ghost, even the old ghost can travel as far as the strength of the "half-step golden elixir", unless the old ghost's cultivation reaches the golden elixir realm.

Therefore, it is easy to destroy these ghosts. Just a little spiritual power is attached to the sword. Cutting them will be like cutting off normal bodies. The ghost's physical damage and immunity cannot be activated directly, and all the souls will be scattered.

"You heretic! You haven't given up stealing my God's power! Damn it! Let me end you with my own hands!"

Listening to the anger of anger in his head, Liu Zheng could guess that he would feel uncomfortable when he was slapped in the face. If this guy was not just a soul or a spiritual body, if he had a physical body, the expression on his face would be very wonderful.

A huge amount of mental power emanated from the head of the holy envoy's neck, and the objects in the entire room were constantly trembling because they had interfered with reality because they had too much mental power.

The gas mask skill was suddenly activated, showing invisible fluctuations.

This mental power was stagnant, but in a moment it recovered as before, and the mental power was filled with anger: "This is not a magic weapon! You actually mastered the method of making mysterious props? Damn it, let me catch you and see your evil plan!"

The mental power was surging towards Liu Zheng, pressing the cover from all directions!

This kind of mental power that can interfere with reality is obtained entirely through accumulation and quantity, and is not a disguised upgrade of mental power that becomes thought power, which leads to stronger power interfering with reality under the same component.
To be continued...