Chapter 327

The wind and sand blew, and at some point a white-haired Taoist appeared next to the altar. The neat and simple Taoist robe was automatically unwind, and the momentum was like a Taoist bone fairy wind.

All the believers near the altar took a breath, and almost no one saw when the Taoist priest appeared in the scene.

"Ho ho!" Master Feiyun wanted to ask who came, but felt a huge pain in his chest and behind him. He felt that the Taoist clothes on his chest seemed a little wet. He subconsciously wiped his left hand, lowered his eyes and was stunned. His left hand was stained with a large piece of bright red blood, and a fishy and sweet blood rushed straight into his nose.

Taoist Master Feiyun turned his head and looked behind him. A dark thorn was inserted into the ground not far from his back. A sliver of residual blood slid down to the ground in a gentle way, and after touching the sand, it turned purple and black.

Bang!~Master Feiyun's right hand trembled, and the wooden sign representing the sacrifice that he was holding fell gently to the ground, as if all the strength in his body was lost with the huge pain in front of his chest and back. He slowly fell to the ground with his last trace of spare force, staring at the weapon beside his head that had taken his life.

"Kill the Demon?!" Taoist Master Feiyun had always been self-satisfied with studying hard for several years in his private school. He finally played his last role in recognizing the simple words on the stupa. He swallowed his last breath with unwillingness, unwillingness and confusion.

When Lu Xuan Zhenren, Taoist Fuyun and others heard the last two words left by Taoist Feiyun in the world, they shivered almost at the same time. The men in red jackets on the altar still stared at the old Taoist priest who appeared inexplicably, and did not notice the wooden signs falling to the ground on the altar.

"Come on! Come on! Come on! Hurry up and catch him!" Zhenren Lu Xuan, who was subconsciously shuddering, pointed at the old Taoist priest and shouted in disbelief. The matter had reached a point where he could not understand.

A dozen sects beside the altar rushed towards the old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared.

The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed with a splendor, with him as the center, and bang! ~ A wave of air appeared in the air, and the sects who rushed towards him immediately exclaimed in surprise, flew backwards and fell all over the floor.

The church members barely got up from the ground and immediately hid far away as if they had seen a ghost. They let the little leaders beat and scolded him and did not dare to approach the old Taoist priest again.

After the air waves, the sound of the wind in the air seemed to be even more urgent. The old Taoist priest shook his sleeves, and his Taoist robe seemed to be rushing like a strong wind.

Amid all the believers' screams, the old Taoist slowly flew towards the altar.

"Great, the great immortal has appeared! It has appeared!" "It's a real immortal!" "Children's father, come and see the immortals, where are the immortals flying." From time to time, several believers shouted in surprise, which immediately caused all the believers around them to exclaim. They all said that the Taoist priests of Yiguandao are all powerful and powerful, but who has seen someone ascend to the ground and surrounded by invisible protective energy. What is this a god or something?! This is real, and under the eyes, they cannot do fake real magical powers.

Plop! The believers were immediately frightened by the magical powers of the gods and kowtowed like pounding garlic. Even the children were forced to kowtow together. They prayed for the blessings of the gods with unprecedented devotion and made countless wishes. Even the believers in Yiguandao knelt on the ground with the believers of the people.

"Monster! Now for your end of the world, let me kill you!" The old Taoist stood in front of the altar with a harsh intention in his eyes.

Demon! It's time to kill! But why did you say to others?! Master Fuyun, who hadn't reacted, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a long black piercing penetrated his chest. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes, but found that the long piercing that had just been inserted into Feiyun's corpse appeared on his chest at some point, and it slowly penetrated his body.

True Man Lu Xuan was stunned, and the church members and believers under the altar were also stunned. Isn’t this monster tied people on the wooden pillars under the altar?! How could he kill those Taoist priests?!

Although Master Lu Xuan was surprised and suspicious, he quickly exclaimed: "No, no, I am not a monster! Ah!~~~~~" The old Taoist waved his hand and the long thorn completely penetrated Master Fuyun's body. He turned around in the air and immediately penetrated Master Lu Xuan's chest again.

The believers were confused and looked at each other. They could not understand how the gods killed the Taoist priests who worshiped them with their own hands. What was going on? But the miraculous scene in front of them forced them to be sure that they were not dreaming.

Huh!~~~~~~~~~~

The long thorns made a long and crisp tremor in the air, as if they were spiritual. They circled the altar and swam around the dozen wooden stakes beside the altar for several times. Amid the hissing and breaking sound, the ropes that tied the Eighth Route Army broke into several pieces. The men in the red jacket were all so scared that they threw down the sharp-eared knife in their hands and took a few steps back.

"He, he is a demon!" The remaining Taoist priests on the altar pointed at the old Taoist priest floating in the air and said anxiously, "Kill him quickly!"

But in everyone's eyes, the old Taoist's neat Taoist outfit, snow-like hair and beard, and solemn Dharma appearance all showed that he was a god among the Taoist gods. He was righteous in both his voice and momentum, and even the least knowledgeable believer could not tell that the old Taoist priest had a slight appearance.

Several Wen Ling took out his guns and pointed them at the old Taoist sect. After thinking about it, the guns dropped again.

"Hmph! I don't know how to live or die!" The old Taoist reached out and seemed to pull the air. He shook his hand and the altar seemed to be stormed. The remaining Taoist priests, church members and incense burners were all lifted off the altar.

“Boom!~~”

Several gunshots suddenly rang out of the field.

"The Eighth Route Army is carrying out missions! Everyone squats on the ground and is not allowed to stand up. Violators are killed on the spot!" A thunderous shout kept ringing outside the circle of believers kneeling.

In panic, a few believers wanted to get up and run away. After hearing a few gunshots, the whistling of bullets flew over their heads, and immediately scared the believers and believers who were trying to run around and squatted back to the ground.

Rows of neatly-shaped Eighth Route Army soldiers quickly formed an encirclement, surrounding all the Taoist believers and believers who participated in the event.

A team of Eighth Route Army soldiers with live ammunition rushed straight to the altar. The Taoist priests who were shocked from the altar did not act rashly. They were secretly happy to see the Eighth Route Army and the old god clashing, and it would be better to fight for both sides and die together.

But in fact, all the people with such thoughts lost all this little plan. The Eighth Route Army soldiers who were armed to the teeth seemed to ignore the old Taoist priest, and directly occupied the altar, put on machine guns and began to guard.

What's going on?! The Taoist priests looked at each other. Did the old god use invisibility? But the Eighth Route Army clearly saw the old god. His eyes could not be fake, or did he use some magic tricks?! Did the Eighth Route Army invite real gods to come over, and even the gods helped the Eighth Route Army?! Many loyal scholars in the Taoist Sect were confused!

The old Taoist priest gently floated to the ground, walked towards the rope that had just been cut and freed from it, and sat down weakly and helped one of the female soldiers up.

"You?! Old God, are you here to save us?!" Lin Xinyu leaned weakly on the arm of the "Old God" and the aura of the "Old God" gave her a familiar feeling, making her feel very friendly.

"Xinyu! It's me!" The old Taoist priest gently shook Lin Xinyu's shoulders, and his palm passed through a warm breath into her body.

Lin Xinyu's spirit became much more excited as the true energy entered his body: "Old God, your voice is really like Brother Wei Zi! If only he was here, he would definitely come to save me majesticly. Yes, he must be on the way to save me. Haha, I miss him so much, no, I can't see him like this, Old God, please use your immortal arts to help me eliminate the wounds on my body and turn me into the most beautiful clothes. I must meet him in the most beautiful way." Lin Xinyu eagerly held the "Old God" hand, unwilling to meet the person I care about the most with a wounded look.

The "old fairy" was obviously stunned. Suddenly, his hand was wiping his face. His head was covered with white hair, wrinkled skin and snow-white beard were torn off, revealing his small flat head, white skin and a young face with a faint smile.

"Li, Li Wei?! Brother Wei!" Lin Xinyu was obviously stunned by the transformation of the person in front of her. She screamed and threw herself into the other party's arms, hugged her tightly, refused to let go, and put aside her persistence and began to sob.

Li Wei gently patted Lin Xinyu's back as if comforting a child and said, "Comrade Xinyu, haven't I saved you?"

"Brother Wei Zi! I'm so scared, I'm so afraid that I will never see you again! Woo!~" Lin Xinyu, who was crying so hard that she looked up at Li Weidao with a pretty face, as if she was afraid that Li Wei would disappear from her eyes.

The believers and church members around were all dumbfounded. In a blink of an eye, the old hen turned into a duck, and the old immortal turned into an Eighth Route Army!? At this time, a few people were trying to counterattack, but were stared at by the dark guns around them. The scene was completely controlled by the 12th District Team, and it was too late to regret it.

"Weizi, you, you are not a reincarnation of a god, right?" Lin Xinyu felt very happy after seeing Li Wei.

"It's nothing, fake, get up!" Li Wei gently helped Lin Xinyu up, and he was also amazed in his heart. The female college student He Xiang and the third platoon leader Chen Jiayao together were just a show. They could do this kind of makeup and tricks. At present, this kind of effect that has not even aroused any sudden change among believers composed of the people is definitely not something that can be done by force attack and suppression.

Lin Xinyu suddenly felt Li Wei's body trembling abnormally and said in surprise: "Wei Zi, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine!" When Li Wei said this, a strange flush suddenly flashed through his face, and it turned white in an instant. He felt that his body could no longer suppress the backlash after the severe overdrawn God Refining Art and the Sword Control Art.

"Wei Zi! Wei Zi!"

Before Li Wei lost consciousness, only Lin Xinyu, who seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, was left in his ears.
Chapter completed!