This god is really evil

Chapter 131 The Blood Spirit God is coming!
[Hundreds of Feathered Bodies] [Entry...minor success...mastery...great success...great perfection]!
[Violent Feather Rapids] [Beginner...Mastery...Grand Perfection]!
[The Art of Fierce Feathers of the Storm] · [Introduction...Great Perfection]!
[Visualize the Feather Body]·[Great Perfection]!
【Throwing Feathers to Form Weapons (Illusion)】 · 【Great Perfection】…

One magic technique after another was constantly emerging in Li Yan's mind, and then he began to make breakthroughs.

He only felt that the top of his head seemed to have been drilled open by a huge drill, and the scattered Netherworld aura in the void was like a cold wind, constantly pouring in.

Above the spiritual platform, inspirations gather like a storm!
The cool feeling, as if applying wind oil on his brain, made him so comfortable that he rolled his eyes again.

The spiritual platform has been completely filled with surging inspiration. The high priest is really... awesome!

At this time, his own magical realm was also rapidly improving with the continuous influx of inspiration.

The early stage of visualization state…the middle stage of visualization state…the late stage of visualization state…the great perfection of visualization state!
Many illusions suddenly emerged in front of his eyes, including Chiyu and Heiyu who were quarreling, the sky made up of densely packed eyes in the underworld, the broken bodies of gods in the God's Prison, and... the Blood Spirit True Lord who was wandering and roaring!
Visualization, visualization, first, visualize the divine thoughts within your heart, second, visualize the illusions of the netherworld!

On the Zen temple square, Yuan Jun's face showed a solemn look as he felt the Netherworld aura and divine pressure emanating from Li Yan rising continuously.

what happened?
Why was this Immortal Saint Li Yan standing there trembling and rolling his eyes? The smile on his face was even more crazy and weird!

Can't wait any longer!
All this happened in just a moment. Yuan Jun did not hesitate at all. He formed seals with his hands and instantly drained the blood from the bodies of dozens of monks, forming a surging wave in the void. He waved his hand and rushed towards Li Yan.

It is the Blood Spirit Cult's magic [Bone-Eroding Sea of ​​Blood]!
Once you are caught in these blood waves, your blood will be immediately sucked dry and your flesh and blood will be corroded.

At the same time, Yuan Jun leaped forward, his muscles and bones vibrating, and he followed closely with the Blood Spirit Sword in his hand, as if he had merged into the blood wave, and killed Li Yan.

At this time, Li Yan was staring at his palms blankly, frowning slightly, as if he was trapped in some illusion.

Yuan Jun felt relieved, now is the time!
He was already less than ten feet away from Li Yan. As long as he was enveloped by the bone-eroding sea of ​​blood, he would definitely die if he were to be killed with the Blood Spirit Sword.

At this moment, Li Yan suddenly raised his hand and said calmly:

"Storm Feather."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless feather shadows suddenly appeared in the void, bringing with them a violent hurricane, like a river of feathers, sweeping Yuan Jun straight in.

The bone-eroding sea of ​​blood could no longer advance an inch and was actually rolled back, while the countless feather phantoms pierced Yuan Jun like dense steel nails.

Yuan Jun was horrified and danced wildly with the Blood Spirit Sword in his hand, trying his best to block the feather phantoms. The sword made an explosive sound, but was still pierced by dozens of feather phantoms. Even though the defense of the tendon and bone realm was extremely strong, he was still stabbed like a hedgehog.

In the next moment, Li Yan didn't even cast any spells or make any seals, a phantom of a Dharma body that was over ten feet tall appeared behind him, and it suddenly raised its palm and chopped towards Yuan Jun, knocking him back, spitting blood from his mouth, and several of the iron bones in his body were broken.

[Visualize the feather body]!
This was not over yet. Before Yuan Jun even hit the ground, a feather shadow suddenly rose from the ground, transforming into more than a dozen clones of Li Yan, who grabbed Yuan Jun's limbs with their bare hands and started beating him crazily!
【Feather Method Hundred Bodies】!
The power of these clones is the same as that of the original body, and they have also reached the great perfection of the tendons and bones realm. Every punch and kick they throw is like hammering iron, making a loud noise.

Yuan Jun had already been injured, and now he was caught and beaten by these dozen clones. He had no way to resist at all. It was as if he was a rag doll being beaten by a dozen big men in turn.

He desperately swung the Blood Spirit Sword left and right, stabbing several clones, but in the end two fists were no match for four hands.

After dozens of breaths, those clones finally dispersed, but Yuan Jun was covered in wounds, with countless broken bones. He held the sword in one hand, half-knelt and supported the Blood Spirit Sword, his eyes full of disbelief:

"The Great Perfection of the Visualization Realm? How is that possible! You... you were clearly still in the Listening Realm just now!"

This exhilarating battle finally woke up the officials present.

"Evil cult monsters! They are all evil cult monsters! Run away!"

Someone shouted, and the officials stood up one after another, trying to escape from the temple.

County Lieutenant Chang Wei stood up with a long sword in hand and shouted loudly:
"Where are the county constables? Come and follow me to wipe out the evil cult monster!"

He then turned around and rushed towards the courtyard wall.

Under the courtyard wall, figures dressed in constable uniforms appeared, holding crossbows and arrows, and shot at these officials!

Then hundreds of believers dressed in monk robes and disguised as ordinary believers rushed over, holding weapons, and surrounded the officials.

The Blood Spirit followers, armed with magical weapons and bows and crossbows, surrounded Li Yan and pointed their weapons at him.

At this time, Master Qiankong also took off his monk's robe, revealing a blood-red robe underneath.

A tall figure walked towards the crowd. He was wearing a monk's robe but looked like a butcher. It was none other than Fan Chi, the high priest of the Blood Spirit Cult whom Li Yan had met before.

Behind Fan Chi was a cart with two square piles on top, covered with cloth. No one knew what it was used for, but there were dozens of Blood Spirit believers guarding it, so it was obviously extremely important.

Fan Zhi bowed and saluted to Yuan Jun:

"Master, I have accomplished your mission. The Holy Church has completely taken control of the four gates of the county. We also have full control of the Bu Ran Temple. The magic array has been set up. Please raise the array and welcome the true god!"

Yuan Jun struggled to stand up, holding the Blood Spirit Sword, and swept across the officials and Li Yan present, saying grimly:

"Good! It's worth my delay..."

Then he pointed the long sword in his hand at Li Yan and said grimly:
"Li Yan, don't think that you can run rampant just because you have reached the second level of perfection in both magic and martial arts. Tonight is the night when I, the True God Blood Spirit, descend to the world. You are just a gift from me to the True God!"

As he spoke, he suddenly thrust the Blood Spirit Sword into the ground and shouted:
"Blood and spirit merge, the true God is great!"

At the same time, the surrounding Blood Spirit believers chanted spells at the same time.

The pools of blood on the ground suddenly lit up, as if coming alive, twisting and connecting to form blood-colored lines, heading towards the entire Brush Temple.

All the officials present at this time, as well as the believers who were burning incense outside the Zen temple, were shocked to find that the ground of the Bu Ran Temple under their feet was now lit up with colorful and hideous blood-red patterns, forming a magic array that had been set up for who knows how long.

The moment the magic circle appeared, a monstrous smell of blood emanated from it, enveloping the entire Brushless Temple. All those who were trapped in the magic circle felt the blood in their bodies coagulate, and they were actually imprisoned by the magic circle!

Not only that, after this magic circle appeared in the Bushan Temple, it actually acted like an amplifier and surged towards the entire Qinghe County again.

At this time, on the four gates of Qinghe County, the Xuanzhengyuan Extermination Riders and the gate guards had been killed by the Blood Spirit Cultists who had infiltrated in advance. Those cultists replaced the Extermination Riders and piled the bodies into a Jingguan shape. They activated the magic array at the four gates at the same time, connecting with the magic array of the Unstained Temple. Immediately, the four gates of Qinghe County were filled with blood, and the entire county was wrapped in a huge magic array that had been prepared long ago.

These days, Yuan Jun used these anti-evil cavalry to deploy in many places throughout the county, and had already secretly set up a magic circle hub. He also allowed a group of Blood Spirit believers to enter the city in the name of the Untainted Festival pilgrimage. Now he finally succeeded in one strike!
The entire Qinghe County will be their gift to the True God Blood Spirit!

In the Bu Ran Temple, blood-colored lines appeared on Yuan Jun's body, connecting to the magic circle on the ground, making him the master of the magic circle.

Originally, he needed to cut himself and let the blood flow out, but now that he was severely injured by Li Yan, he no longer needed to do so.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel resentful.

He looked up at Li Yan and said grimly:

"Thank you for being so patient and waiting with me. If you had just tried to escape with your peak visualization power, I would have been at a loss as to what to do."

He had a smile on his face, and the look he gave Li Yan was as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Li Yan only has the strength of the Great Perfection of Visualization Realm, but he is arrogant and self-willed. It is simply a huge joke for him to stay and fight with him!

I hope he can still be so calm when he meets the True God Blood Spirit!

As he spoke, Yuan Jun formed a seal with his hands, and a blood-red cage suddenly appeared, completely locking Li Yan inside.

"Prepare to offer sacrifice to the true God!" The Blood Spirit High Priest Fan Zhi shouted loudly, and two square piles covered with cloth immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Fan Zhi said to Li Yan with a smile:
"Speaking of which, this kind of sacrifice to please my God was taught by the Holy Son Yuhua himself. Thank you very much, Holy Son."

Saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal are mixed evenly with a wooden stick, compacted, and wrapped in cloth to a five-foot square.

There are two of them here.

I think it will definitely please the True God, and their plan will be able to proceed smoothly.

Li Yan's eyes lit up.

Finally here! The execution of the Blood Spirit Cult is truly amazing! No wonder Yuhua was defeated in the first place.

Seeing that these Blood Spirit Cultists had completely arranged the magic array, Xiao Chucai, who was slumped on the ground, showed a sinister look on his face and said loudly:
"Yuan Tongjian... No, Master Yuan! Xiao, I am willing to convert to the true God and serve him from now on! I will never betray my religion!"

The officials who were surrounded at the scene were awakened from their dreams when they heard Xiao Chucai's words, and they all begged for mercy:
"Please spare my life, Master Yuan! Please spare my life, Master Yuan! I am willing to join the sect too!"

"I am also willing to believe in the Blood Spirit Evil...True God! After I join the Blood Spirit God Cult, I will definitely change my mind and never worship the five evil gods again!"

"Master Yuan, I am the county magistrate. I am still useful. I am still useful! I can open the treasury of Qinghe County and let our brothers in the Divine Religion take whatever they want! I... I still have hundreds of thousands of taels of private wealth! I will give it all to you, all of it!"

"I am also willing to submit to our Blood Spirit Divine Religion. I am proficient in government affairs. The Blood Spirit Divine Religion wants to expand outward, and it needs talents like me."

"Please spare my life, Master Yuan!"

Looking at these begging officials, Yuan Jun showed a smile of a superior and said slowly:
"My Lords, do not be anxious. Rest assured, the ceremony has already begun and the true God will soon descend upon the world. When the true God descends upon the world, you will naturally be swallowed by the true God. By then, you will be part of the true God, and it will be difficult for you to betray him."

Upon hearing this, all the officials were horrified, as if their nest had exploded. They instantly realized that the cult leader in front of them had never intended to let them live from the beginning!
At this moment, many people looked at Li Yan and shouted:
"Master Li, help!"

"I am willing to join the Yuhua Divine Religion! As long as you save me, I am willing to donate all my private wealth to the True God Yuhua!"

"Master Li, don't give up! Hurry up and fight to the death. You must not let this lunatic succeed!"

"Master Li, fight him! Our lives depend on you..."

"I was wrong. Lord Li is the real hero who turned the tide! Lord Li is a master of both magic and martial arts, so he will definitely be able to do it."

"As long as Lord Li saves me, I am willing to build a shrine for Lord Li and kneel down to worship him every day!"

As the saying goes, when one is desperate, one will try anything. The officials were at a loss at this point, and Li Yan had become their last straw.

Yuan Jun laughed up to the sky and said:
"The word 'official' has two mouths. What a good official! What a good official!"

Then his face darkened, he looked at Li Yan and said:

"Holy Son, you'd better hand over the Confucian and Taoist rhyme. After offering it to my God, my God will be happy and may even let you down. If you don't want to hand it over, I will let you understand what it means to be worse off than dead!"

As they were talking, dozens of Blood Spirit believers, including the high priest Fan Chi, were already walking quickly towards Li Yan in the blood-colored cage.

What they didn't expect was that they thought it would take some effort, but Li Yan seemed to accept his fate. He took out a small jade bottle from his arms, threw it to Fan Zhi across the blood-colored cage, and said:
"Take it. If you make a mistake, you will lose everything. I...sigh..."

Fan Chi took the jade bottle, probed his mind into it, and immediately felt the broad aura of Confucianism and Taoism.

There are actually nine drops of Confucian and Taoist rhyme in this jade bottle!
He turned around and walked quickly to Yuan Jun, handed the jade bottle to him with both hands, and said:
"Master, it's the real deal! This guy is really a natural poet, the rumors are true!"

Yuan Jun took the jade bottle, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he said:
"Good! Good! If so, the True God will be very pleased!"

As he spoke, he placed the jade bottle on the two pieces of explosives with both hands.

Then his face became serious, and he suddenly turned the Blood Spirit Sword around and stabbed it into his lower abdomen, piercing him on the spot!
Then Yuan Jun's face showed a look of comfort and relief, and he said loudly:
"Set up the formation! Offer sacrifices to the true God. Once God is pleased, we will welcome His arrival!"

A group of Blood Spirit believers cut their wrists together, letting the blood flow and chanting spells.

A strange aura of the underworld descended upon the center of the magic circle. The two pieces of gunpowder, along with the bottle of Confucian and Taoist rhymes, all became blurred and headed towards the underworld!

(End of this chapter)