The noses of the people in Jianwei Town seemed to smell the pungent smell of blood and rotting corpses, and their hearts were extremely frightened, trembling one by one, and their mouths couldn't help but read: "Mountain God bless, Mountain God bless......"

These voices appeared directly in Chen Gong's heart, from the beginning of the prayer to a shout, one by one, heart-rending screams.

"Mountain God bless, Mountain God bless ......" The voice became more and more urgent, just like a big wave in the sea, wave after wave, superimposed together, and hit Chen Gong's heart fiercely.

"As long as you let me out now, I can give you the throne and the body of this stone statue. Chen Gong suddenly opened his mouth and said quickly and loudly to the Dragon King at the mouth of the well, and the Dragon King Zhaolie even felt a hint of pleading from his tone.

He sneered at the moment: "Hehe, how can there be such a good thing in the world." ”

"The people who believe in me in my realm are about to be enslaved by the fierce gods, and I must go back. Chen Gong replied quickly.

Dragon King Zhaolie laughed and said, "There is such a good thing, haha, God really helps me." Don't worry, after you die, I will kill the person who wants to take your throne for you, and regain your faith for you. ”

Chen Gong looked up at the mouth of the well, the black and white ripples in his eyes were beating violently, and the frightened cry in his ears was getting stronger and stronger, vibrating violently, piercing his heart like a sword.

He saw the people in the town fall to the ground under that fear, struggling to retreat, but their whole bodies were already weak, and Chen Gong felt the infinite fear and call in his heart.

"God of the Mountain bless, God of the Mountain bless ......" The voice trembled, like a retreat to the edge of a cliff, and retreated towards the abyss step by step under the pressure of the wind and tigers.

"The mountain god blesses, the mountain god blesses ......" came together, like a stream merging together, forming a sea, rushing madly between heaven and earth.

Chen Gong's heart was beating, and the immortal yuan power in his body was surging.

"Hahahaha!" The man riding the white tiger at the entrance of Jianwei Town laughed, and someone broke his liver and gallbladder in the laughter.

"Mountain God blesses...... Mountain God bless......" This voice is like a person whose body hangs outside the cliff, and only his hands are climbing on the cliff, giving out a final call and prayer.

"Haha, your mountain gods can't bless you anymore, from today on, as long as you believe in me, I will bless you. The voice sounded to everyone's ears as if it smelled of blood. Someone was reciting the words blessed by the mountain god in his mouth, and when he heard this voice, he suddenly bled to death.

No one answered, and many people fled out of town, but they did not stop them, but laughed, and the laughter was full of banter and pride, as if watching a swarm of ants crawl wildly under their feet.

And more people knelt down in front of the temple, when there was a white-haired old man on crutches broke free from the support of a young man, and did not look at the fierce god approaching step by step from outside the town, but faced the temple and said loudly: "Three sites six years ago, when I was teaching children to read in the school, I heard the question of the mountain god, and I felt helplessness and despair. Thirty-six years ago, you asked us, 'Do you want to kill this demon', we replied 'yes', thirty-six years have passed, the children in that school have already become parents, you heard them with that fragile and immature voice resolutely shouted neatly 'want' and 'please the mountain god to kill this demon', then now have you heard them shout in a rough voice for their wives and children and their own lives, 'please bless the mountain god'? If you hear that, please bless them, please bless Jianwei Town, which has believed in you for thirty-six years. ”

The well water in the prison dragon well was gushing, like boiling water, and the old man's voice echoed in Chen Gong's heart like a flood bell and a great lu, shaking his heart, soul, mana, and blood, and the immortal yuan power in the body of the nine great yuan babies was surging wildly, and the divine soul talisman trembled rapidly.

For the first time, a sense of qi appeared in the chest of Chen Gong's stone statue, this is the anger and murderous aura of those unknown gods, this is the unwilling aura of unwilling to sit here in the well and watch the fear and despair of the people in Jianwei Town, this is the surging murderous aura, this is the sonorous and passionate aura of faith that he once said, "Those who believe in me deserve my protection".

This is still the last faith aroused by the will of the people in Jianwei Town, and the last vitality in life is surging.

The dragon king was shocked in his heart, he didn't understand what was happening, he only felt that the mana of Chen Gong in the well was surging, he pinched it with both hands, and evolved into a series of complicated and mysterious spells, and finally pressed on the prison dragon well like a hand, and the concussive and passionate aura surging in the well was instantly suppressed.

Chen Gong's eyes saw and his ears heard, and they all felt the same way. The White Tiger Xingjun who rode the Eye-Piercing White Tiger laughed, and every step forward made people's fears worse.

In front of the temple, the old man continued to say loudly: "In Tianjian Peak, I once personally sacrificed to the gods in front of the temple, at that time, you carried a three-foot long sword to kill demons and demons, and later, you got rid of the evil demons in the town, and since then, Jianwei Town has believed in you to this day. You can hear our prayers today, but you have heard our calls. ”

Although the voice was old, it had a majestic and sonorous smell, like a shovel piercing into the earth, and like a rock in the center of a river.

The flesh on his face was wrinkled, his eyebrows were white, his teeth were loose, and his body with a wooden staff seemed to fall at any moment, but his eyes were so determined and persistent.

I only heard him shout loudly: "If you are still alive, if you can hear our voices, please kill this monster!"

"Please slay this monster to the mountain god!" someone shouted.

Immediately after, many people shouted, "Please slay this monster to the mountain god!"

"Please slash this monster from the mountain god!"

......

"Please slash this monster from the mountain god!"

......

The old man's last words were like a sharp sword piercing the void, and his voice was followed by the voices of the people in Jianwei Town, and the voices that came from his chest were superimposed like a wave, forming a brilliant mantra.

The cry from the bottom of my heart is a thrilling Dao Xuanyin, a mantra of heaven and earth, all of which are issued in the artistic conception of selflessness.

The prison dragon well boiled again, Chen Gong looked up to the sky and roared, the qi in the chest of the stone statue suddenly rushed out of his mouth, turned into a bright light, and the murderous aura rushed out of the prison dragon well, making the calm sea water outside the prison dragon well instantly surge, forming a huge whirlpool.

Dragon King Zhaolie let out a loud shout, his whole body exuding golden light, and he played a string of magic tricks.

In the midst of the voices of the people in Jianwei Town, the statue of the god in the temple suddenly had a divine light rushing up, through the roof of the temple, forming a piece of brilliance.

In an instant, the wind and clouds gathered, and the spiritual power of the entire Jianwei Town surged, gathering towards the temple, and a bright white phantom rushed out above the statue, covered in white light, just like a sword.

The sword roared like a wind and clouds, and the person who rushed out of the statue was like a collection of countless swords, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was full of cold murderous aura, and he had a sword in his hand, which had no shape, but a white glow.

The people in front of the temple looked up and saw a white light, spreading out of the town.

In the eyes of the White Tiger Star Monarch, what he saw was a person rushing out of the temple with a sword in his hand, and in an instant he had already arrived in front of him, he was shocked, but what he thought was that this was indeed a god with great mana and magical powers.

He thought of this in a flash, but with a wave of his hand, he had already stabbed out the dove-headed staff in his hand, and when he took it off, the dove-headed staff turned into a monster with a dove-headed snake body, with wings behind his back, and his eyes were cold and evil.

The monster transformed by the dovehead staff hissed and let out a piercing scream, and in this scream, the refraction that rolled towards him seemed to weaken in an instant, much lighter.

However, in the eyes of the White Tiger Star Monarch, the person holding the sword in the white light was not blocked by the monster turned into a dove-headed staff at all, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and what caught his eyes was a dazzling white light, and the cold eyes of the person in the white light were so chilling.

He didn't want to think about it, his mouth was open, his tongue was full of spring thunder, and the void in front of him was like a calm lake suddenly turned into a raging sea, and the sword-like white light was distorted, as if the light entered the water and was refracted and disturbed by the raging waves.

At the same time, the whisk he had inserted on his back also reached his hand, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he found that the white light had come through the broken void, just like the water surface no matter how undulating the waves, the strong sunlight could still shine on the bottom of the water.

The blinding white light pierced at him, the murderous aura that went straight to the center of his eyebrows, but what made him even more chilling and even a little frightened was the pair of eyes that came through the void like water waves.

The whisk in his hand waved in front of him, and the white tiger under his crotch let out a roar and kept retreating.

The dust stirred in the sky in front of him, and the void surged like a stormy wave, and the wind and clouds from all directions converged around him, and formed a chaotic space under the agitation of the dust in his hand, blocking the path of the light.

At this moment, a few red rays suddenly burst out of that piece of white light, and the red light broke into the chaotic space, like a piece of bamboo knife cutting into the tofu, without hindrance, followed by a piece of white light.

The White Tiger Xingjun was horrified, and with a clamp on the belly of the white tiger, the white tiger had already jumped up in the stabbing stab, trying to avoid the white mang, and in a moment, it was like a storm, rising without any light, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't see clearly.

However, the white light followed, and the dust in his hand was shattered in the white light in an instant, leaving only a white jade-like handle in his hand, and he rose to his feet, flashing away like a phantom.

The white tiger was instantly engulfed by white light, only a desperate roar was heard, the white tiger had become a pile of minced meat, and the white tiger Xingjun, who had escaped in the air, only felt that the murderous aura on his back was getting heavier and heavier, as if a sword was about to come to him, and it seemed that there was ice sticking to his back.

He looked back and saw that the two red rays had already disappeared into his eyes, and his scream of pain had been swept away by a white light.

The people in Jianwei Town shouted in unison from the depths of their hearts, so that Chen Gong, who was thousands of miles away, was immersed in an inexplicable artistic conception from his soul to his body, and he suddenly felt as if he had broken through the boundary between reality and nothingness, and the mysterious and seemingly able to imprison everything seemed to be no longer a shackle, and the vast void was no longer a limitation.

There is a saying in the world: "They need me, so I'm here." ”

The people of Jianwei Town needed Chen Gong, so Chen Gong appeared.