Silence, deathly silence.

White feathers, falling silently.

The so-called flying immortals lay on the ground, lying on the ground between the sacrifices and the people of this county, motionless.

Devil Cry fell from mid-air and landed in the pile of people tied together. With a slash, the rope breaks.

He shuttled through the crowd like a fish, cutting ropes along the way.

Some people have freed their hands and hurriedly go to help the people around them, whether they have hatred or not, at least for now, they are in the same boat.

Finally, Oni Cry came to the corpse of the Flying Immortal.

"What have you done!" Dong Xian Ling broke down and shouted, pointing his finger at the ghost and crying, his whole body trembling.

His dream, with the fall of the flight, was gone.

Chen Lao next to him was also stunned, he didn't expect the ending to come so abruptly, so unexpectedly, and so ridiculous.

But suddenly, he thought of something, and his face changed. It's not good, I was miserable by Dong County.

If I had been tied up and sacrificed, maybe I would have been in a much better situation now.

However, now he is not a sacrifice, nor is he from this county, so his current situation is very embarrassing, and it can be said that he is not a person inside and outside.

"What have you done!" As the county magistrate broke his silence, the red-faced fanatics roared angrily, and their expressions collapsed.

"What are you doing?" the ghost cried quietly, but it drowned out all the sounds, and it clearly reached everyone's ears.

His tone was smiling, and the smile was full of mockery.

He kicked the corpse over, and in front of everyone, when the believers of this so-called Flying Immortal, grabbed the Flying Immortal's hair, lifted him up, and used his face to everyone.

"This is what you call a flying immortal? If you look like this, you are embarrassed to call it a flying immortal. ”

It can be vaguely seen that Feixian's appearance should have been quite handsome, but now, after collapsing the bridge of his nose, he can't be handsome.

The ghost cried and cut off the head, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, spurting out red blood, and the gurgling sound of blood made everyone stunned.

"You see, the flying immortals in your mouths have been slaughtered like chickens by me, and I have never seen any immortal do this. ”

There are many kinds of beliefs.

Some people believe in their ancestors, and they believe in the courage, perseverance, wisdom, and so on of their ancestors.

And there are people who believe in a certain doctrine and theory, and they are willing to fight for it, and even give their lives, this kind of person is very terrible and very respectable.

The last type of people, who believe in gods and Buddhas, are equally fanatical and willing to give their lives, but they are completely different from the previous one, they believe in the power that is simply powerful, the kind of power that they can never reach. Their faith is a desire to be able to obtain certain benefits through their faith, such as peace, longevity, childbirth, beauty, and happiness after death......

And once you find that the object you believe in is vulnerable, unable to satisfy your desires, and is just a liar, your faith will collapse.

And now, in front of nearly 2,000 people, Devil Cry personally killed the gods in their eyes and cut off their faith with his own hands.

The collapse of faith has made some people sober up, they look around in a daze, look at the homes burned by their own hands, and want to cry, no tears!

Part of them, not believing in reality, began to hypnotize themselves, looking for all kinds of excuses.

Dong Xianling panicked, and he quickly found a reason for his object of worship: "He is not a flying immortal, he is just a slave of a flying immortal, no, a slave of a slave." ”

Dong County's words are conclusive, just like all this is as he said. Soon, it resonated with some people.

"Kill him, kill this blasphemous fellow!"

The crowd was excited, and more than a dozen people rushed to the ghost cry with the boldness.

The next moment, a dazzling light flashed in everyone's eyes.

Three people, stopped beside the ghost crying.

Then, the head hit the ground, and the body slammed into the ground like a piece of wood. At the fracture, there was no blood gushing, only green smoke surging, and the smell of meat and burnt paste came to the nose.

The blade of the knife was red, and the ghost cried casually, throwing out a large cloud of smoke, and the blade of the knife also turned from red to snow-white.

With a "click", the knife was retracted, and the ghost cried and looked at the dozen or so people who rushed up and became dumbfounded.

The weapon in his hand fell to the ground and went limp. The collapse of faith made them no longer as crazy as they used to be, kneeling on the ground, their eyes full of fear.

They were not afraid of death before, because they were convinced that they would be in a certain area after death and enjoy eternal happiness. And now, they are beginning to doubt, to suspect that once they die, they will have nothing left, or fall into endless darkness. So, I began to fear death.

"Poof!" Dong Xian Ling showed a blood-red sword body on his chest, he lowered his head in surprise, turned his head, and his eyes widened.

Behind him, Dong Tianci had a hideous smile on his face.

Burst!

Dong Tianci drew his blood-stained long sword, Dong Xian Ling knelt on the ground, with a painful look on his face, turned around with difficulty, and grabbed Dong Tianci's trouser leg hard: "Why ......?"

He asked, foaming pink from his mouth.

"Uncle, don't you understand?" Dong Tianci showed a fanatical smile on his face: "We believe in the false god wrongly, and now, the incarnation of the true god has appeared in front of us, but you are ignorant and trying to blaspheme him, you really deserve to die!"

Dong Tianci looked at the ghost crying, and his eyes became more and more fanatical: "Such a sword technique is by no means a sword technique in the world, and such a knife technique can only be mastered by the incarnation of a true god, and it is not an ordinary true god, it is ...... God of Fighting. ”

Obviously, after the collapse of faith, Dong Tianci did not belong to the first two categories, he quickly shifted the goal of his faith, and the object of this transfer naturally went to the ghost cry who killed his faith.

Dong Tianci said this, and the people around him suddenly realized, the despair in their eyes disappeared, and they became fanatical again.

"God of Fighting!God of Fighting!God of Fighting!" Dong Tianci raised his fist and shouted feverishly.

Gradually, one, two, three......

Countless fists were raised high, and they shouted in unison. Gradually, the sound shook the sky, louder than the voice of greeting Feixian just now.

Chen Lao, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was dumbfounded, he could be regarded as well-informed, he had traveled a lot of places, and seen many people, but he had never seen such a strange scene of things developing.

A desire to complain arises spontaneously, but, looking at a fanatical face, he is intimidated.

It's all a bunch of crazy people, and if you mess with them, it's deadly.

Chen Lao shrunk his neck, and for the first time, he felt that he was old.

As for the ghost crying in the center of the storm, he was already stunned at this time. A pair of fanatical eyes shot at him, a boiling cry resounded through his eardrums, and his originally narrow eyes were round, and he was rarely a little panicked.

Wait, that's not how things should go!