Celestial being

Just when Yuan Ming was looking at the circular altar, the two divine envoys who had been followed by Yuan Ming all the way here slowly walked up to the altar and solemnly placed the statue of the God of the Dark Moon that he had brought back. On the altar.

Then, the two people retreated to the wall, where there were already more than a dozen pairs of men and women wearing the same clothes and masks, all standing solemnly.

At this time, Yuan Ming saw a familiar figure walking in front of the altar.

Although he was wearing a large black robe and a mask on his face, Yuan Ming still recognized him at a glance. It was Xu Che who had lost contact with him for a long time.

Yuan Ming's eyes darkened, and he resisted the urge to step forward to question, wanting to see what they were doing. As a result, he saw Xu Chezheng pinching a strange magic formula with both hands, placing it staggered in front of him, and chanting in his mouth An unknown spell.

At the same time, more than a dozen pairs of men and women surrounding him also followed suit and made the same gesture, chanting incantations.

A moment later, Xu Che suddenly raised one palm and moved his other hand towards the palm.

He immediately opened a bloody opening in his palm and dripped the blood from his palm towards the ground.

"tick"

"tick"

Drops of blood fell to the ground like broken beads, slowly flowing into the sunken marks on the ground, and seeping into the ground bit by bit.

The next moment, the ground began to light up with red light, and a circular array with a radius of three feet lit up from the ground.

With a burst of rising red light, the flames on all the lotus lanterns on the altar all turned from gold to red, reflecting on the statues, reflecting a strange light.

Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed and he immediately saw the light on the statue lighting up. White rays of light began to rise and converge towards the tall goddess statue in the center.

"Absorb the power of wishes?" Yuan Ming was confused.

Did Xu Che really betray him and convert to the Wuyue God Cult? So the wish power collected for him was used to worship this new god?

All the white light was absorbed by the dark goddess statue, and gathered little by little on the black disk in the hand of the goddess statue, lighting up the crescent moon mark on it.

The next moment, the crescent moon mark lit up with blood-colored light, and slender rays of light spurted out from it, shooting at each of the statues of the God of the Dark Moon below.

"This is..." Yuan Ming's pupils shrank slightly.

The aura contained in the slender blood-colored light reminded him instantly of the pink mist he saw in the evil fantasy. It was the same thing, but it was more intense here.

It turns out that the so-called "baptism" in Hu Ji's mouth was the dirty wish power that belonged to him, and he stored it in the statue of the God of the Dark Moon.

If I continue to practice without knowing it and be affected by these wishes for a long time, I am afraid that I will lose my mind sooner or later.

After returning a small amount of the contaminated wish power to the statue of the God of the Dark Moon, the rotating magic circle also stopped.

"Pa bang..."

At this time, a sound of palm stroking suddenly sounded in the empty hall.

A half-naked bald man slowly walked out from behind the statue. His skin was sickly white, and blue blood vessels were clearly visible under the skin.

Although the man didn't have any hair on his head, he had a perfect face that was indistinguishable from male to female. His eyes were extremely dark, but there was a faint blood color under them. There were two huge metal rings hanging on his ears. There is an unspeakable evil temperament.

At this moment, around him, there were still seven or eight naked young men and women, all of whom had shaved off their hair and had bald heads like him, and their skin was as sickly white as his.

These young men and women were like pets vying for favor in front of him, each one twisting their graceful postures, constantly crowding and rubbing against his body.

It seems that being close to him is a great honor and enjoyment.

The bald man held a strange-looking golden staff and came to Xu Che surrounded by pets.

Xu Che immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Meet the priest."

"Xu Che, you have done very well since you joined the religion." The bald priest touched Xu Che's shoulder with his golden staff and said with approval.

"Thank you to the priest for the compliment. I am very scared. I am extremely honored to be favored by the priest. Of all the gods in the world, only Lord Wu Yueshen is the true god. The rest are evil gods and false gods. Xu Che wishes to always believe in the true god." Xu Che fell to the ground, but still shouted to express his loyalty.

The bald priest nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Don't worry, your efforts are all seen by Wuyue God. There are not enough believers at the moment. It will take some time to completely purify the false god Mingyue and return him to the embrace of the true god. Once it is completely completed, , you can obtain the orthodox inheritance of the Witch Moon God and become the new priest of the entire Black Wind Desert region."

"Thank you, Lord Priest, for your grace. Please give me a magic talisman to wipe away the sins of the past life." Xu Che knelt down and kowtowed.

Hearing this, the bald priest raised his hand and waved, and a red blood talisman flew out and landed on Xu Che's back. The talisman flashed and completely integrated into his body.

"Well……"

Xu Che couldn't help but raise his neck high, and let out a low roar of pleasure from the depths of his throat like a beast.

Seeing this, the people in black robes and masks who were watching all around also roared, with envy in their eyes.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming was a little confused for a moment. Did Xu Che truly surrender to the other party, or was he controlled by this strange blood talisman?

By this time, Yuan Ming no longer needed to hide.

This bald priest is probably a soul cultivator. His existence has not been discovered after such a long time, and his cultivation level is not much higher.

I saw him pointing his fingers at the center of his eyebrows, and powerful spiritual thoughts suddenly surged out like a tide.

Everyone in the cave suddenly felt a torrent of spiritual consciousness coming, and they all looked horrified.

Those divine envoys, naked men and women, including Xu Che, all felt countless illusions filling their minds the moment they came into contact with the torrent of divine consciousness, as if they were about to swallow up the sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, the powerful impact of spiritual consciousness mixed with the power of illusion caused their sea of ​​consciousness to collapse. One by one, their eyes rolled up, they fainted and fell to the ground.

Before Xu Che passed out, he glared at Yuan Ming, full of resentment, as if Yuan Ming was his life-and-death enemy!

Yuan Ming was startled when he saw this. He had cultivated Xu Che. Even if Xu Che rebelled and defected to the Wuyue Sect, he should not have this attitude toward himself.

There was confusion in the eyes of the bald priest for a moment, but soon a pink light rose from the back of his head, and an unusually powerful power of divine consciousness broke out, dispelling Yuan Ming's illusion, and his eyes returned to clarity.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes. The soul power erupted by the bald priest was actually more powerful than him, approaching the realm of sleeping witches. He actually saw it wrong.

"It seems that you are Yuan Ming who created the Dark Moon God. His cultivation seems to be more powerful than what Xu Che said?" The bald priest did not show panic at the appearance of Yuan Ming, but He looked him up and down and sneered.

"Looking at your appearance, it seems that you already knew that I was coming?" Yuan Ming said calmly.

"Witch Moon God has given you a revelation a long time ago. You will return to the embrace of the true God early." The bald priest kicked away the naked man and woman lying at his feet and took a step forward.

Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes, and immediately saw the bald priest taking a step forward, and his figure suddenly became blurry.

The next moment, the body of the bald priest suddenly split apart, and a topless bald woman and an equally naked bald man emerged. In a flash, they came to the left and right sides of Yuan Ming.

Their appearance is somewhat similar to that of the bald priest, but their gender characteristics are very obvious. They cling to Yuan Ming's arms like boneless snake women.

Yuan Ming's arms trembled, and black light emitted from his palms.

A large amount of Soul-Destroying Sword Qi spurted out, split into two, and hit the bald woman and bald man.

Two large holes were pierced through their bodies, but no blood spurted out. Neither of them showed any signs of being hurt. They opened their mouths and spat out two murmuring sounds, full of bewitching meaning.

The sound is not a clear character, but more like a unique chant without words, with the impact of sound waves, stirring Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly blurred and his body became stiff. He subconsciously followed the chant and said softly: "Believe in the God of Wuyue and you will not fall into the hell of reincarnation, and you will be free forever..."

The bald priest was very satisfied when he saw this. He stepped in front of Yuan Ming, raised his staff and pointed it towards Yuan Ming's eyebrows.

"False false gods are not worthy of redemption. Come, return to the embrace of the true God and become a part of the true God."

However, the moment the staff touched Yuan Ming's eyebrows, a blazing white light suddenly emitted from his body.

In an instant, as if being burned by the true sun's blazing fire, the illusion body created by the bald priest was instantly burned and evaporated, disappearing without a trace.

As for himself, his hands, feet and neck had been tied up with a string of dark chains, and he was hung on a gallows.

"Illusion... when?" The bald priest found himself trapped, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but there was no trace of panic.

He had been paying attention to the fluctuations of the soul on Yuan Ming's body, but did not find any particularly violent fluctuations. He could often use this to determine whether the opponent had the power to activate the soul to activate the illusion, but this time it failed.

At this time, Yuan Ming's figure slowly walked over from the side.

"Originally I only thought of you as a small role, but I didn't expect that you actually have some ability. If you are willing to come under the protection of Wu Yueshen, I can consider letting you join the religion to manage the missionary affairs of the entire Black Wind Desert. How about ?" The bald priest said with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"If I read correctly, you are the one who is tied up now, so it should be you who asks for mercy, right?" Yuan Ming said unhurriedly.