Almighty Wizard

.However, the High Priest Darren in front of him has no connection with Qin Fang. Even if Qin Fang thinks there is something wrong with this person, there is no evidence.

What's more, even if Qin Fang has evidence that there is something wrong with the high priest Darun, given Darun's absolute authority among these mountain people, someone must be willing to believe it!

When something went wrong, High Priest Darren pointed at Qin Fang and shouted: "This person is a blasphemer..." It was probably enough for Qin Fang to drink a pot, and there was no other way except to run away in panic.

Although Qin Fang has group attack skills and is not afraid of even hundreds or eighty people, if he faces a huge lineup of thousands of people, one person can drown Qin Fang with just a spit of spit, let alone this huge mountain.

There are at least 80,000 mountain people here, if not 100,000...

Seeing the people around him bowing their heads to welcome his arrival, High Priest Darren was obviously quite happy, and he walked towards the high platform.

His eyes actually noticed Qin Fang and the others. Everyone else had their heads lowered, but these few people still stood upright, seemingly unmoved.

Originally, Darren would be furious when encountering such a situation, but after seeing the costumes of Qin Fang and others, he had to give up such thoughts.

Qin Fang and Wen Yan were dressed as outsiders, obviously coming from outside the mountain, while Tang Xin was dressed in ancient clothes, looking as if she had traveled from ancient times. Darren had been in the mountains for so long, so he naturally knew

The man from the Tang Clan deep in the mountains even had one or two contacts with people from the Tang Clan.

A dabbler like him is not afraid of anyone in the mountains, but he is afraid of these two kinds of people in front of him. People outside the mountain will expose his tricks, and people from the Tang Sect can easily slaughter all the chickens and dogs in his family without leaving a trace.

Since these two people are not something he can offend, and these people have not made things difficult for him, he naturally does not dare to take the initiative to make trouble easily. It will definitely not do him any good.

High Priest Darren climbed onto the high platform that was built. Without squinting, he walked straight to the prop that looked like an incense table in front of the high platform. Immediately beside him were several of his assistants carrying a bunch of things.

After delivering it, the incense table was soon filled up.

There were talismans, incense candles, wooden swords, bowls and many other items, which filled the incense table to the brim and looked really presentable.

"The blood sacrifice begins..."

When everything was ready, a mountain man immediately let out such a loud shout, and then the horns sounded again.

High Priest Darren walked to the incense table, picked up a piece of talisman paper from it, stretched out his finger and stuffed it in. He bit it hard, and blood immediately flowed from his finger.

But at this time, Darren used these blood masters to draw a pattern that no one could understand on the yellow talisman paper, which looked very serious.

In just a few seconds, the talisman written in human blood took shape, but before it was completely dry, Darren suddenly opened his mouth, and a fierce flame immediately came out of his mouth.

It sprayed out, spraying directly onto the talisman paper.

With a bang, the piece of talisman paper couldn't withstand such a flame. It immediately burned and turned into a pile of ashes, all of which fell into the bowl on the incense table...

Before Darren could stop, he raised the mahogany sword with one hand, holding it in his hand and doing a few swishy moves. It looked decent, but in fact it was just casual hacking.

The other hand quickly picked up the bowl of talisman water with the ashes of the talisman seal on it, raised his head, and drank it all.

Then poof~~

Darren's mouth was like a high-pressure faucet, and he immediately sprayed wildly on the peach wood sword in his hand. The talisman water instantly completely soaked the peach wood sword, which was not very long.

"Look! The blood is blood. The evildoer has been beheaded. The evildoer has been beheaded."

Someone among the crowd suddenly shouted something at the top of his lungs, which immediately attracted the attention of many mountain people present who were too shocked to speak.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the mahogany sword in Darren's hand, and they discovered that a lot of bright red blood could be faintly seen on the mahogany sword...

This sacrifice was actually an act of slaying demons, and Darren's performance undoubtedly achieved this.

"There's really blood, it's really blood!"

The bloodstains on the peach wood sword looked so dazzling. When the sun was setting in the west, under the slightly dim light, the blood color added a bit of mystery.

"The gods are supreme! The gods are supreme..."

I don't know who suddenly shouted at the top of their lungs, and then you could see a large number of people in the mountains kneeling to the ground, and they knelt down and worshiped High Priest Darren on the high platform.

The high priest represents the gods, is the spokesperson of the gods in the human world, and is the messenger of the gods. The idea of ​​these mountain people is very simple. If they cannot see the so-called god, then they will kneel down and worship his messenger in the human world, High Priest Darren.

Darren naturally enjoys these very much. Every time such a scene occurs, he always feels an extremely strong sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Even though everyone knelt down, the three people over there still didn't move, which made him slightly dissatisfied, but he could only accept this fact helplessly.

Everyone around them knelt down, but Qin Fang, Wen Yan, and Tang Xin still stood there motionless, as if they didn't notice at all.

Looking at this series of dazzling performances, Qin Fang almost wanted to applaud, because these routines looked so familiar.

It seems that outside the mountains, in some rural areas, there are such magic sticks and goddesses performing such performances. Qin Fang dare not say that these are all nonsense, but at least most of them are nonsense.

But why is the performance of High Priest Darren in front of him so similar to those of those people? Although it is not exactly the same, it is still similar.

"There is something wrong with this person..."

Although Qin Fang didn't say it, it didn't mean that no one else would say it. For example, Tang Xin, who was standing next to Qin Fang, muttered something in a low voice.

She grew up in the Tang Clan, and in addition to the hidden weapons and poisons, the Tang Clan was also very powerful in martial arts, and other trap arts were also very powerful.

To put it bluntly, the profession of magic gun can be regarded as a branch of Qianju, and the art of mechanism is also a branch of Qianju. There are many similarities and similarities between them. In addition to practicing martial arts, Tang Xin also read some related classics.

, we all know a little bit about these.

It's just that the High Priest Darren in front of him is just a half-dabbler. He probably has barely learned a little bit, or maybe he hasn't even learned a bit at all. He is just a simple-minded mountain man.

But it is not that easy to deceive Qin Fanghua and the others. At least Qin Fang was not at all surprised by Darren's series of dazzling performances just now.

"There is indeed something wrong, let's continue reading..."

Qin Fang nodded, Darren was naturally very problematic, he was just a half-assed charlatan.

Although Qin Fang himself did not skip the masters, after a simple analysis, he could easily understand how each of the seemingly extremely powerful performances was performed.

Breathing fire is a trick that many entertainers can do. It appears quite often in acrobatics, and it is relatively technical.

Darren should have put some flammable substances such as kerosene in his mouth, and then completed the process with the help of the flame of the burning incense candle next to him.

The main reason is that Qin Fang and the others are a bit far away. If they were closer, they would probably still be able to smell the smell of kerosene. However, from the moment Darren entered the scene to now, there is no one around him except his own people.

Naturally, no one would notice anyone who was close to him.

What's more, the life of the people in the mountains is very backward. It seems that they have never even used kerosene... Even if they smell it, they probably won't die or anything.

With the explanation of "breathing fire from the mouth", the rest is much easier. The paper is relatively stable to begin with, and if you wipe it with kerosene or something, it will stick to it even more easily.

The final slaying of demons is pure nonsense. I believe that children who have studied chemistry can explain the reasons...

A little phenolphthalein reagent was applied to the peach wood sword, and the bowl of so-called talisman water that Darren drank just now was actually a bowl of water containing alkali. When the two were mixed together, they immediately turned red.

Due to the moist color of the Taomu Sword itself, coupled with its current red color, it can easily be identified as the color of blood. In addition, the weather is not very good now, and some people are deliberately acting as shills. These thoughts

It would be difficult for a simple mountain person not to be fooled...

Darren has obviously been preparing for all kinds of arrangements for a long time, and he is quite skilled in doing it. I am afraid that this method of deceiving people is not just once or twice, it has already become a habit.

Qin Fang could see the essence of these performances, but these people in the mountains did not know. Qin Fang had no way to prove Darren's scam to these people in the mountains for the time being.

Moreover, these mountain people would probably not listen to Qin Fang say bad things about the supreme messenger of gods in their hearts, High Priest Daren. Qin Fang simply pretended that he knew nothing for the time being and continued to look down.

This is just the beginning of the blood sacrifice. There should be more exciting performances from Darren later. Tang Xin also nodded gently. She was not very interested in these. If Qin Fang hadn't come to watch, she might not have bothered.

Coming over.!.