Space Cultivation: Rebirth Against the Little Orphan Girl

Chapter 2110 No more pretense
With a simple expression on his face, he said in a cold voice:
"Why did I come? You know very well. Without your help, the high priest's hand would not be able to reach us. You have played a big part in this."

The appearance of Wu Zu's phantom made the Wu people kneeling on the ground seem to have confidence, and they all waited for Wu Zu to vent their anger on them, but the attitude of this outsider remained the same, even more arrogant, and the faces of the Wu people were full of resentment. color.

Facing such a simple and straightforward question, the phantom known as Wu Zu also had an unnatural look on his face at this time.

"I didn't think carefully about this matter, and I didn't want to see the blood of the Wu clan dissipate, so I used my remaining power to help the high priest."

Jian Jian didn't want to listen to these feeble explanations, so he raised his hand to interrupt the other party's next words.

"The existence of 'Witches' is to communicate with the world and continue the development of the world according to the will of heaven, but you are too greedy. In order to get more power of faith, you do not allow the existence of beliefs and powers other than the Wu clan!

You should know that the consequence of being a dominant family is that prosperity will inevitably decline. Now it is not I who want to destroy their last belief, it is you who lead them on the path of destruction. "

Said simply and ironically.

Her divine sense is not a decoration, and the first time she came here, she had already discovered the problem in this world. Whether it is a Wu tribe or a mortal, there must be a statue of the ancestor of Wu in the house.

The statues of the ancestors of the Wu family are very particular, and they are carved from this special black stone tablet on the altar, while the statues of the ancestors of ordinary mortals are made of various materials, such as those carved from ordinary stones and made of mud. Other than those made of pottery, fired in ceramics, and carved in wood, no other forms of god statues were found.

"you"

Wu Zuxuying was simply told the fact of his decline, a flash of anger flashed across his face, and Xuying was a little unstable.

Simple is to continue to poke the opponent's lung tube:

"If you don't help your spokesperson in this world, the high priest, maybe the speed of decline will be slower, but now you are drinking poison (zhe) to quench your thirst, I don't mind giving you a ride."

At the same time as the words fell, the Moxi sword in her hand had been replaced with a soul whip. This time, she injected not only the power of chaos, but also the golden light of merit. If she wanted a god to disappear, she would naturally have to pay some price.

With a "snap", the black whip fell heavily on the phantom that emerged from the stone tablet.

The other party didn't seem to think that he would do it simply by saying it, and it was too late to avoid it. The golden whip mixed with merit and virtue fell on Wu Zu's body, and the phantom immediately became fainter visible to the naked eye, and it was even invisible to the naked eye for a while. The black mist that arrived overflowed from the phantom.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that in order to maintain the dominance of your family, you, ancestor Wu, have done a lot of perverse things!"

"Wu Zu!!!"

"Wu Zu!!!"

The twelve elders and Wu people who knelt on the ground before immediately yelled loudly. At this moment, they deeply realized that they had really provoked a god who should not be provoked.

When the whip mixed with the power of merit fell on Wu Zu, she immediately felt that her own strength was weakened, and she no longer pretended to be weak. Her figure flickered and turned into a phantom with black smoke, her eyes were bloodshot , starting the attack is simple.

"Tsk, why don't you continue to pretend?"

With a flash of simple figure, dodging the attack of the opponent's scarlet light ball, the next breath appeared above the sacrificial stele, with his right hand clenched into a fist, a huge purple fist shadow fell down instantly, directly hitting the top of the sacrificial stele.

After a successful blow, Jian Jian had already left the original place, and another backhand whip hit the opponent's black smoky figure heavily, and the opponent's phantom faded by two points.

"Cracking" a slight cracking sound sounded, the sacrificial stele began to crack, and Wu Zu's figure faded a bit.

"No!"

Wu Zu didn't want to disappear, she immediately returned to the sacrificial stele, and then raised her hand to make a formula, and began to absorb the power of faith through the enshrined Wu Zu statue, trying to restore the sacrificial stele.

And the ignorant Wu people also felt the rapid loss of power in their bodies at this time. Some people didn't understand why, and some looked in horror at the Wu ancestor who was different from the past.

"If you don't smash the statues of the Ancestor Wu you enshrine, just wait to be sucked dry, and contribute all your strength to your great Ancestor Wu!"

The simple voice spread throughout the interface, causing everyone to panic.

But seeing the people who enshrined the witch ancestor at home turned into a human body under the horrified gaze of everyone, the more pious the person, the faster he died, they were sure that the voice was not alarmist.

Some teenagers who didn't believe in Wuzu at all, looked at the elders who fell to the ground, and immediately ran into the room where the statue of Wuzu was worshiped with a pale face, smashed the statue, and then went to see it with anxiety. The elders who fainted, after these people slowly woke up, they took a long breath and confirmed that what they did was not wrong.

Wu Zu's speed is very fast. Although it only takes five short breaths, it is enough for her to absorb the power of faith in the world and repair the cracked sacrificial stele.

When the other party did these things, Simplicity did not stop them, she just reminded those who contributed the power of faith that those who believed would do so, so they could escape a catastrophe, and those who did not believe, she would not stop them from committing suicide.

After the sacrificial stele was restored, Wu Zu looked at Jian Jian with a pair of blood red eyes, and his voice became hoarse:
"Since you're here, don't even think about going back!"

"If you want to keep me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Jian Jian's expression remained the same, and it wasn't the first time she was threatened. She turned her wrist and attacked the sacrificial stele again. This is the place where Wu Zu lived. She wanted to see how much power the other party had to repair the stele.

With a sound of "Boom", the stele was simply hit again. This time, her purple fist shadow landed in the middle of the stele, with the intention of breaking it with a punch.

The billowing black smoke on Wu Zu's body became more and more dense, and she was already on the verge of going berserk. Among the Wu people kneeling in the square, the two priestesses in white robes were the first to sacrifice their lives for Wu Zu. The bloodline awakened the ancestor of the witch, and was the first to be sucked dry, followed by the twelve elders of the witch clan.

The Wu clan people in the square were completely panicked at this time. They had never realized that the Wu ancestor they enshrined was such a terrifying existence. They wanted to live, but none of them could step out of the sacrificial square.

The soul beating whip mixed with the golden light of merit has already covered the entire sacrificial stele, and also enveloped the figure of Wu Zu, making it impossible for the other party to avoid it. He could only become weaker and weaker during the ups and downs of the whip. Let yourself dissipate, you can only draw the power of the Wu people faster, like entering a vicious circle.

"If you don't stop absorbing the power of the Wu Clan, the Wu Clan will really disappear from this world."

Simple and kindly suggested.

(End of this chapter)