Twilight Boundary Chapter 548

Chapter 548 The most evil thing

“What on earth is that?”

Those who came from the capital city of Mingzhou to observe the movement on behalf of the nobles in the city were frightened when they saw the big pot.

The cries of the children around them already made them feel that the evil energy was coming, and they were confused. Their limbs and bones seemed to be frozen, unable to move. The big pot seemed to **** all the souls out of people. Got in.

Everyone who has been around the door knows that if they can only take a look at this pot now, they will definitely get seriously ill when they go back.

This thing is really evil.

“I...why do I feel wrong?”

Not only was he horrified in his heart, but when he saw this thing, he panicked in his heart: "That noble man who is staying in our Mingzhou, is he really optimistic about this truth religion? But... But if he is really here?" How could the Truth Religion do such a thing here?”

“It stands to reason that it shouldn't be…”

He was not the only one to see problems. In just three to five days, too many problems were exposed one by one in the Truth Religion.

If he is favored by a nobleman, why can't he even defeat a few grain bandits in the mountains?

If you are really attracted by that noble man, why are the red lantern clubs so disrespectful?

When he spoke, there was suspicion and worry in his voice: "No matter how you say it, this Truth Religion, if you really talk about it, does it belong to this ghost sect, right?"

“Moreover, the person in the sedan chair has also appeared in the city before, and it is indeed..."

“...surnamed Hu?”

But now doubts have arisen, and no matter how much he says, it is just like comforting himself.

In panic, they had already seen the little devil vomiting at the mouth and entering the cauldron. Those people who were wearing filial piety had already knelt in front of the cauldron. They took out the knives in their hands and pointed them at their faces, cutting their bodies. With.

Each time he was cut, he cried loudly.

And inside the cauldron, the billowing evil energy seemed to be boiling and became even more intense. Inside, countless ghost figures were mixed together, looking like different figures one after another, or merging into countless arms. , a monster with countless legs.

The cry coming out of the pot was like the cry of one person, or like hundreds or thousands of cries, stacked together, and it was heavy and terrifying.

“This is the method of my truth religion!”

Looking at the Bai'er cauldron that seemed to have silenced everything and onlookers in all directions, General Tianming on the back of the red-haired fire bull also sneered solemnly: "There is no right or wrong in reason, no good in law, just looking at Which one is smarter and more effective."

“You, the Hu family, are known as the masters of ghost walking. You invite Yin Lei to cure hundreds of ghosts. Now let's see, can you and the ghost walking team be cured by this method?”

Hearing his rather arrogant words, the people in the sedan breathed a little heavier, but they did not refute, but their hearts sank a little:

　　It is indeed unstoppable.

This extremely evil and poisonous thing is a wisp of evil energy stolen from the Guanzhou disaster area. The Truth Sect does not obey the ghost family, and does not stick to one discipline in refining. This cauldron is made with the skill of stealing disasters. , and there is the evil of lowering the head.

The Hu family's method relies on rules. It was just based on the rules that it solved the problem of trapping ghosts in Mingzhou. Those who summon ghosts cannot summon them, and those who exorcise ghosts cannot drive them away. However, The Truth Sect immediately sacrificed this thing, and was not bound by the Hu family's laws at all.

If you look at it on the bright side, it seems that you have really broken the Hu family's laws.

At this moment, the only way she could think of to get rid of ghosts was to raise an altar. But how could this altar be raised? The place where these things are located is extremely evil, and the person who sets up the altar will immediately suffer backlash, or even be devoured by hundreds of ghosts.

Perhaps the only way is to use the greatest magic power to suppress it, but if this is the case, at the legal level, it is tantamount to losing a move...

“Poor children…”

Seeing that the people in the sedan were silent, General Tianming on the back of the red-haired fire bull had a cold smile on his face. He leaned forward slightly, resting half of his body on the back of the bull, and said slowly: "Come out now." Now, let's move around!”

"Bring the little case god, cook it in a pot, and then take advantage of the situation to go to the mountains to the south and bring me the head of the general who protects the food!"

As he spoke, he stood up straight and said in a cold and domineering voice: "I am determined to eat this Mingzhou food."

“I have determined Mingzhou's luck.”

General Tianming raised his hand slightly, and the dozens of riders following him also rode forward, throwing out a rope with a hook, layer by layer, and wrapped it around the cauldron, and then stood side by side. Then, he slowly brought the cauldron and pushed forward.

The evil spirit in the pot is billowing, and the evil spirit is overwhelming. The cries of children and the gurgling of boiling water are mixed together. Dozens of people on horseback are working together to carry it, but the hoofs of the horses seem to sink into the ground, which shows how heavy it is.

As they began to move forward, the air around them suddenly became extremely heavy, and a bone-shattering wind suddenly blew up, making it difficult to open one's eyes. They are still far away now, but they are just starting to move forward slightly. In the Zhumen Town, the light of the red lantern seems to be suppressed by someone, and begins to dim, as if the mana is being swallowed by the contents of the pot.

With the pot as the center, layers of gloomy air steamed up, even the night sky was covered, and everything was dark.

“The Red Lantern Empress is done with…”

No need to look any further, those people who were spying in secret were even prepared to go back and report the news immediately. This thing sacrificed by the Truth Cult is extremely evil, evil and sinful. If the magic is stained, it will malfunction. If the magic weapon is used, it will not work. It will be stained in an instant.

Normal people can't fight this thing.

Don't say that the Red Lantern Lady is just a small case god, or a palace god. Even those with weak magic power cannot suppress such evil things.

“Wow…”

But just when the sky and the earth were pale, and people of all kinds could no longer let go, they suddenly heard a cold shout in the night sky in front of them:

"Who said that the devil's family can't suppress such evil people?"

When he finished speaking, facing the gloomy, heavy, and extremely smelly wind in the cauldron, suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and something passed through the layers of night, carrying the endless fierce wind, and stuck straight into his body. On the ground.

Suddenly it was a ghost-headed broadsword with a thick back and thin blade, full of evil energy.

It fell straight to the ground. There was a ghost head on the handle of the knife, and a piece of black bone in the mouth was still shaking.

With the sword on hand, there was a ferocious momentum steaming out, and a gust of wind blew up. Suddenly, the passengers on horseback who had lifted the pot and pushed forward were blown away, and the horses were frightened. , and there was chaos in an instant.

And the evil spirit that overflowed from the pot was actually blown back into the pot by the wind. The things in the pot were suddenly frightened and made a piercing cry.

At the back, those who were filial piety suddenly changed their expressions when they saw such changes. The knife that was cut on their bodies became heavier, blood flowed all over their bodies, and the things in the pot became even more ferocious.

In an instant, a strong putrid smell began to evaporate, and it seemed as if one could see slender and strange little hands grabbing at the knife.

“Heaven, earth, and human relations all have laws and regulations. If you dare to expose such evil things in Mingzhou, you will all die..."

But at this moment, in the deep night ahead that could not be seen, a faint wind whirled past, and suddenly a thin figure appeared in front of the knife, walking slowly. Walked out.

He was wearing blue clothes and cloth shoes, and his face was wearing a smiling mask with the corners of his mouth raised. Although it was a smiling face, it made many people tremble in their hearts in this late night.

The evil spirit in the pot surged out. When he grabbed the knife, he had already walked to the knife. Suddenly he leaned forward slightly and blew his breath directly on the knife.

The black bone on the handle of the knife was shaken by his breath, and billowing evil energy instantly emerged from the knife.

If the evil spirit in the Bai'er Cauldron was beyond the imagination of the enlightened people in Mingzhou, the evil spirit growing out of the sword was so ferocious and tyrannical that they could not understand it, like an evil **** bullying their face.

The misty and gloomy strong wind instantly enveloped the dozens of horsemen and the black cauldrons they were carrying. The faces of those who were wearing filial piety and had their faces cut with knives were suddenly turned ashen.

"not good…"

In front of the black sedan chair, the two maids saw the evil aura coming in very quickly and hurriedly stood in front of the sedan chair. However, in the next moment, both the person and the sedan chair were blown back quickly until they were in the sedan chair. The person stretched out his hand to block them before stopping.

The six green flags of the Truth Religion had been blown to pieces by the strange wind, and they flew to no one knows where.

General Tianming, who was sitting on the back of the red-haired fire bull, had blazing eyes. He wanted to hold on with force, but unexpectedly, the fire bull below him was startled, staggered, and retreated four or five feet. Only then did his front knees weaken and he knelt down. He fell down and almost dropped him.

At this moment, the man who came out of the night took advantage of the bad wind to step forward and pulled out the ghost-headed sword on the ground. In an instant, the sound of the sword was loud.

The sound of countless flesh and blood limbs being cut and torn rang out. In the mist, the wild laughter of evil spirits even suppressed the cry of the baby.

When the evil wind, which could not be described in its ferocity, dissipated, and everyone in front of the altar put down their sleeves that blocked the face and looked forward, they couldn't help but stiffen and feel cold all over.

I only saw the thin figure with a smiling mask on his face. Now he was holding a ghost-headed sword in one hand and standing in front of the altar. He was surrounded by dozens of horsemen and horses who had just rode up to carry pots. , have all become pieces.

The head is the head, the shoulders are the shoulders, and the thighs are the thighs. The cuts are neat, but they are so broken that they can hardly be put back together. They fall into a mess and are piled up in one place.

And among the piles of **** corpses, the smiling man with a ghost-headed sword was stretched out. The sword was holding a pot, which was the Bai'er cauldron. The eyes under the mask seemed to be shining coldly, and shouted: "Wait a minute." Why should you keep evil things?"

As he spoke, he shook the knife in his hand, tipping the cauldron up, and then split it in half with a slash of his knife.

(End of this chapter)

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