This god is really evil

Chapter 132: Hundred Arms of Dry Bones, Giant Mouth of the Abyss, and Fukuzawa's Bewildering Light (asking for monthly tickets)

Inside the Zen temple, thousands of Blood Spirit followers were bleeding at the same time, and dozens of monks from the Bushan Temple had their throats slit on the spot as sacrifices. Weird and crazy chanting could be heard continuously.

The officials present at the scene even had a vague illusion of a bloody hell, with their legs trembling and faces pale.

They never thought that a golden elixir meeting, where they were supposed to get some spiritual energy, would turn out like this!

The two pieces of explosives in the center of the magic circle, along with the jade bottle containing the Confucian and Taoist rhymes, were becoming increasingly blurred and then gradually disappeared, as if they were both there and not there.

They have been contaminated by the blood spirit power in the underworld!

Finally, when the two pieces of explosives and the jade bottle completely disappeared, the officials and Blood Spirit believers saw that Li Yan closed his eyes in despair in the blood-colored cage, and sat cross-legged, motionless, as if waiting to die with his eyes closed.

Seeing Li Yan's appearance, Yuan Jun showed a satisfied smile on his face, then he looked up into the void and murmured:

"The sacrifice has been given to the true God, but I don't know if the true God is satisfied?"

He was also feeling somewhat uneasy at this moment.

The last sacrifice did indeed make the True God restless. If today's sacrifice is the same, then he can use the hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Qinghe County as sacrifices, and use the alchemy furnace as a guide to lead the Blood Spirit True God to the lower world!
By then, he will be the most pious messenger under the throne of True God Blood Spirit. Under one god and above all gods, the whole world will be in his control!

Even if the five great gods cannot appear in this mortal world, they are nothing to be feared.

By that time, people all over the world will understand what "the fusion of blood and spirit, the greatness of the true God" means!
Yuan Jun glanced at Li Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the bloody cage with his eyes closed, and a hint of mockery flashed through his mind.

Originally, he wanted to refine Li Yan into a human pill and then offer it to the true God, but he didn't expect that Li Yan was so incompetent and almost ruined his plan.

Fortunately, everything was fine in the end. The Blood Spirit True God likes blood food, and with this living God's Chosen One here, I think he can also please the Blood Spirit True God...

In the Netherworld Temple, on the bone throne with the word "Fu" on it, Li Yan suddenly opened his deep blood-red eyes, then his figure flashed, and he grabbed Qian De's broken soul in his hand, and took the God-Destroying and Heaven-Breaking Spear in his hand. He stepped on the lotus throne, suddenly rushed out of the temple, and headed towards the cell where True Lord Xue Ling was.

After so much preparation and planning, we finally waited for this moment!
God Eater, today!
Thinking of the wonderful feeling of devouring a god of the same level as himself, tears flowed from the corners of Li Yan's mouth.

At this moment, he mobilized his divine power and passed through the long corridor at an unprecedented speed in the blink of an eye and arrived outside the cell of True Lord Xue Ling.

The blood-colored vortex with the True Spirit Eye was still circling in the cell, emitting a horrible bloody aura all over its body.

On the altar next to the bloody vortex, two sufficient explosive packs, more than 20,000 kilograms of gunpowder, and the small jade bottle carrying the Confucian and Taoist rhymes had all appeared there.

Li Yan couldn't help but feel moved.

What is execution?

Look at the Blood Spirit Cult!
Although they are both cult lunatics, their execution ability is much stronger than that of the Yuhua Society!

Especially the high priest Fan Chi, he wanted to give him the title of "Model of Execution".

The face of the Faceless Evil God was once again filled with wrinkles. Looking at the explosive pack in the cell, he was actually somewhat moved.

He silently and carefully observed the True Lord Blood Spirit who was circling back and forth, trying his best to hide his breath to avoid being discovered by this already crazy evil god, looking for the best time to attack.

The altar of True Lord Blood Spirit is on one side of the cell, and when He goes around and returns to the altar, it will be the best time to detonate the explosives.

Originally, Li Yan did not have much confidence in using explosives to harm the evil god. Although the other party was a residual god with only a little blood like himself, he was still a god after all.

A nuclear bomb is still okay, but can ten thousand kilograms of gunpowder really injure the enemy completely?
But now with these nine drops of Confucian and Taoist charm, things are immediately different.

A grenade with steel ball fragments is much more powerful than a stun grenade!
At this moment, True Lord Blood Spirit had already arrived at an area far away from the altar.

Li Yan immediately threw out the Qiande Soul in his hand. This little soul was like a broken puppet. It drew a parabola and fell into the gap in the fence. It was directly sent to the jade bottle containing the explosive pack by Li Yan's divine power.

After suffering torture every day in this dark world these days, Qian De finally regained a little consciousness. He was controlled by Li Yan's mind, but he had no autonomy at all.

Looking at the blood-colored vortex not far away and the constantly surging crazy divinity, he felt that he would go completely crazy at any time. The divine thoughts controlling him from behind were constantly pulling him back from the madness, and his spirit was constantly being pulled like a rubber band.

Where am I? What am I doing? I... I don't want to die...

Before he could figure it out, the controlled Qian De's soul smashed the jade bottle without any hesitation.

Then, nine drops of Confucian and Taoist charm splashed out and turned into a piece of ink light, evenly adhering to the 20,000 kilograms of explosives.

At this time, True Lord Xue Ling had already turned back!
I still want to live, I don’t want to die... Spare me... Spare me... Qian De exuded an aura of fear and despair, but it instead attracted the attention of the bloody vortex.

The madly spinning blood-red vortex came closer and stared at the little thing that suddenly appeared on the altar. Its originally completely insane mind regained a little clarity.

The Eye of the True Spirit seemed like a passage leading to a bloody hell. Qian De's spirit was constantly twisted and pulled, as if it had turned into pieces.

Want to go crazy or faint but can't.

This is a torture more painful than lingchi.

"Mercy...Mercy..." Qian De said tremblingly. His soul was so filled with extreme fear and despair that he shed two tears.

At this moment, the divine consciousness from Xuantian Fuzun in his body finally erupted completely, burning his soul and turning it into a ball of fire that was strong enough to burn through the two pieces of explosives.

The blood-colored vortex had just sensed a hint of the breath from His God, as well as the disgusting breath of the Confucian and Taoist rhymes, when the next moment, the two pieces of explosives in front of it suddenly exploded!

Immediately, the flames of the explosion seemed to have raised a sun in this dark prison of gods. The Confucian and Taoist rhymes that were stimulated by the vaporization brought up blue Taoist flames, completely filling the entire cell!
In the corridor outside the cell, the Faceless Evil God stood calmly with his back against the wall, while flames of explosions and the thoroughly ignited flames of Confucianism and Taoism gushed out from the cell next to him.

At this time, it would be nice to have a cigarette...

Li Yan thought lightly.

A shrill roar came from the cell. Li Yan could even feel the beast-like madness and anger of True Lord Blood Spirit.

He also judged from the roar and the divine aura emanating from the other party that True Lord Xue Ling was injured.

And the injury was serious!

The "Tao" contained in the Confucian and Taoist rhymes is inherently in conflict with evil gods like Blood Spirit True Lord, and Blood Spirit True Lord is already a remnant god with very little divine power left.

This Confucian bomb is simply perfect!
The flames had dissipated by now, leaving only thick smoke billowing out of the cell.

After all, it was more than 20,000 kilograms of black gunpowder. Even the power of the explosives alone was already considerable.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and some ruby-like blood spilled out.

It's divine blood!

The Blood Spirit Master is injured! The bleeding god!

As if it were a signal, the Faceless Evil God's divine power surged, adjusting his condition to the best. With the God-Destroying and Heaven-Breaking Spear in his hand, he turned around and flew into the cell.

Under the impact of the explosion, the door of the cell, which was not strong enough to begin with, was now completely opened.

The thick smoke still hadn't completely dissipated. The blood-colored vortex of the Blood Spirit True Lord's body had become extremely broken, with divine blood all over the ground. The already fragile divine body was now bombarded by the burst of Confucian and Taoist rhyme, and even became visibly dimmed. Even the True Spirit's Eye had been injured, and divine blood was constantly flowing out.

Lord Blood Spirit was already mad, and now he had completely turned into a wounded beast.

At this moment, the divine instinct made him sense a hint of danger.

Looking up, I saw a magic spear piercing through the billowing smoke, breaking through the smoke, and with a blood-red spear light, piercing into its true spirit eye!
Then there was an even more miserable wail, and the bloody vortex suddenly spun, trying to break away from the damned artifact.

But then two arms suddenly grabbed his body. It was a faceless evil god.

Arms suddenly sprouted from the ribs of the Faceless Evil God. Hundreds of arms like dry bones stretched out from the ribs of the Faceless Evil God and tightly grasped the body of True Lord Blood Spirit.

On that face without facial features, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth that occupied most of the face suddenly opened, and then bit hard on the body of True Lord Blood Spirit, violently tearing off a large piece and swallowing it into its stomach!
It was followed by another bite, this time directly biting one of the cantilevered arms of the bloody vortex.

Behind Him, a blood-colored "Fu" character rose up, shining brightly, with a strange and bewitching power, which actually made the crazy Blood Spirit True Lord feel a strange and inexplicable sense of happiness when he was bitten, and his struggling movements even stopped.

Hundreds of arms and dry bones, a huge mouth of the abyss, and a bewitching light of blessing, this is one of the true forms of Xuantian Fuzun!

Li Yan used his hundred arms to tightly grasp the severely injured Blood Spirit Master, biting his body madly and swallowing it continuously, while thinking to himself:

The compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva in the previous life had a hundred arms, and this deity, Xuantian Fuzun, also has a hundred arms. This deity is indeed a righteous god who pursues good thoughts!
As he was thinking, a sound like the collapse of a galaxy was heard again, and a large piece was torn off the body of True Lord Blood Spirit.

The divine blood splattered everywhere, and wherever it fell, countless bloody phantoms disappeared, as if a bloody prison was collapsing!
(End of this chapter)