A review of famous scenes of Yiren: Xu Si kicks his legs at the beginning!

Then he covered his face with one hand again.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Zhenqiu's face actually changed.

The facial features seemed to be mixed together, which looked a bit scary.

[Lu Linglong: What is this? It looks... a little scary.]

[Zhang Chulan: If I am not mistaken, this pair of gloves should be the one Xia Liuqing gave you, right?]

【Wang Zhenqiu: That’s right, and I also learned this technique from him, so Xia Liuqing is called my halfway master.】

【Xu Si: Good boy, I knew you had something else up your sleeve.】

The chaos on Wang Zhenqiu's face only appeared for a moment.

Then, his face changed into another look.

When he put his arms down, people saw the rich colors on his face like Peking Opera, and his eyes shining like gold.

It gives people the feeling that a god has descended to earth.

Afterwards, a lot of Qi rushed out of Wang Zhenqiu's body, some of which rushed to his feet and some to his back.

These Qi slowly condensed into shape, showing all kinds of changes.

As the transformation was completed, Wang Zhenqiu had three heads and six arms, holding a red tasseled spear, a Qiankun ring, and a Hun Tian Ling, and he was standing on a pair of wind-fire wheels.

The feeling he gives people is just like Nezha, the third prince in the myth.

After the transformation, Wang Zhenqiu smiled slightly, and then rushed out in an instant.

This time, Wang Zhenqiu had a strong offensive awareness.

Those people's protective magic weapons were also activated as expected.

But in just one second, everyone's protective magic weapons were shattered.

The protective magic weapons given to them by the weapon refining master seemed like paper in front of him.

The two people behind him wanted to sneak attack Wang Zhenqiu, but were also grabbed by the neck by the phantom body condensed by the Qi behind him.

Then he threw it away with force.

【Zhang Chulan: So cool, Qiu'er. You really have a trump card.】

[Clarinet: So many protective instruments were shattered in an instant. There must be something there, Qiu'er.]

[Er Zhuang: The more I look at you, the more I think you look like Nezha? ]

【Wang Zhenqiu: Hahaha, because I was Nezha at that time. 】

【Zhang Chulan: What do you mean? 】

[Wang Zhenqiu: My technique is called the Mask of Divine Nature, and it is similar to the Northeast Deng family's method of summoning gods to possess one's body.]

【Wang Zhenqiu: I don’t really understand the details.】

Wang Zhenqiu was like a god descending from heaven, charging through the crowd.

This can no longer be called a battle, it is simply a one-sided massacre.

"Why did he suddenly become like this?"

One of them asked his companion.

The man said very nervously:

"I have seen!"

"The last time he pestered Master Chen Duo to go with her to catch a Quan Xing monster, he was the same as that old man named Xia Liuqing!"

Then, this person remembered what Bi Yuan had said to them at that time.

In my memory, Bi Yuan was smiling and stroking his graying hair and saying:

"You guys are so awesome that you even beat Xia Liuqing?"

"Do you know what Mr. Xia's normal identity is?"

"A singer?"

One of them who knew some of the details answered Bi Yuan somewhat unconfidently.

Bi Yuan smiled and then said:

"People in the industry tend to call their profession "excellent."

"The profession of a singer is to sing and act."

"Don't think it's very glorious now, but in the past, this was done by low-class people."

【Lü Liang: I know this, it's all about the various schools of thought. But what does this have to do with Wang Zhenqiu's technique?】

【Lü Liang: Could it be that singing opera can bring about the possession of gods?】

【Wang Zhenqiu: I can’t really explain it. I just thought it was fun and learned it.】

【Wang Zhenqiu: But it seems that Master Bi should know a lot.】

Bi Yuan raised his head and continued meaningfully:

"But if we go back to ancient times, this business can be traced back to ancient times."

"Prostitutes are neither noble nor base, they are divine!"

"In ancient times, entertainers were all related to sacrifices and were people who could communicate with the gods."

"The idea is to please the gods with beautiful tunes, and call it song."

"And Yu is to please the gods with graceful postures, which becomes dance."

"Ultimately, it's all about asking the gods to descend upon you."

[Zhang Chulan: Is this really a case of asking a spirit to possess you? Isn’t this the same as the spirits in Northeast China? ]

[Deng Youfu: No. This method is completely different from the spirit medium in our family.]

[Deng Youfu: Although we worship gods at home, the gods are not possessed. So it is more like we are being possessed by demons.]

[Deng Youfu: Wang Zhenqiu's method is more like the induction between heaven and man mentioned before. I can't say the details.]

【Zhang Chulan: Then we can only hope that the knowledgeable Mr. Bi can recognize it. 】

"In ancient times, people believed that the people who communicated with the singers were gods. As for whether there are gods, I dare not make any rash comments."

Bi Yuan continued speaking to several people.

"But the prostitution method is indeed a scam."

"They really did invite some kind of power to come upon them."

"This is very similar to the art of witchcraft."

"But what witches and shamans invite are spirits or ghosts, while what prostitutes invite are more ethereal, yet omnipresent forces."

"What they invited, no, it should be said that what they stole, was the power of faith."

"In a sense, God created man."

“Although individuals are insignificant, the power of collective belief is beyond your imagination.”

"Especially You. They use unknown methods to collect the spiritual power that people reveal when they worship God."

"The gloves you saw should be the tool they use to seal their spiritual power."

"When necessary, they will show their best performances."

"Act until others believe it, act like a god with yourself, become a god with yourself, act with your life!"

"And this is Wuyou's divine mask."

【Zhang Chulan: Now that you mention it, I remember it now.】

[Zhang Chulan: There seems to be a method called Fuqi in Taiwan, which sounds very similar to the Godhead Mask.]

[Zhang Chulan: What is needed is a sense of belief. In other words, the more you believe that you are a god, the more power you can gain and the closer you will be to the gods.]

【Wang Ye: Wow, this is so mysterious? Doesn’t that mean that God really exists?】

【Zhang Chulan: Hi, I don’t believe it anyway.】

【Zhang Chulan: The so-called God is nothing more than human beings’ explanation of unknown things.】

At this time, the people nearby were so scared after hearing the description of the divine mask.

"Is the Godhead Mask so awesome?"

Another said:

"If I hadn't followed the leader, I would never have seen such a performance in my life."

Then someone asked:

"What should we do, brothers?"

"Is there any need to ask? Come on!"

And Magnet, Wang Zhenqiu also said to the other temporary workers through the headset:

"Everyone, those who are still staying here to resist are either obsessed with the strange arts that Ma Xianhong promised."

"Or maybe he is just aggressive and aggressive."

"In short, it's difficult to dismiss them by trickery."

"Ms. Bao'er has already encountered the leader. Everyone, we need to speed up our actions!"

【Zhang Chulan: So you guys haven't used your full strength yet?】

【Wang Zhenqiu: Hi, we must test the enemy's strength first.】

【Lao Meng: So everyone has a backup plan?】

[Clarinet: Humph, I should have done this a long time ago. I got beaten for nothing.]

Just after Wang Zhenqiu announced it.

Someone on the other side heard Wang Zhenqiu's voice in the headset and said:

"Who is this? It sounds like a ball."

"It's this tone... It's a bit strange. Are you singing an opera?"

This person was the clarinet who had just fainted.

But for some reason, at this moment, the clarinet, who should have fainted, put on his clothes and stood there.

Zhong Xiaolong and Hari Chagai, who had already succeeded, were lying on the ground, looking like they had fainted.

25 What is the upper limit of this group of people?

Just two minutes before Wang Zhenqiu released the announcement.

Feng Baobao was still competing fiercely with Zhang Kun for the title of King of Pitfalls.

The clarinet player was just knocked unconscious.

But the strange thing was that when Harichagai took out the swallowing bag and intended to put the black tube in it, he found that he couldn't put it in no matter what.

So, Hari Chagai asked Zhong Xiaolong with a puzzled look:

"Will this thing break?"

Zhong Xiaolong came over helplessly and studied the devouring sac in his hand carefully with Hari Chagai.

"Is it really broken? Try using mine..."

Then, Zhong Xiaolong took out his devouring sac.

However, coincidentally, no matter how he fiddled with it, he couldn't get the black tube into the swallowing sac.

[Jia Zhengliang: Isn't it such a coincidence? Both of their phagocytic sacs are broken?]

[Zhang Chulan: Impossible. This devouring capsule was created by Ma Xianhong, a creature of divine power. It shouldn't be so easy to break.]

[Jia Zhengliang: Then why doesn’t the phagocytic sac work on the clarinet? ]