Twilight Boundary

At this moment, the sinister wind that swept through the town suddenly dissipated, and the popularity surged instantly. It was as if the evil atmosphere that had just been worshiped by the Eight Destroying Gods of Caotou was instantly absorbed by the people in this town. The joy washed away completely.

In this town, the legend of the stone horse has been circulating for a long time, and people have been burning incense and worshiping it day and night. However, in the past few decades, although many people have worshiped, no one has ever seen the stone horse come alive.

Just like Hu Ma's previous life, someone once said that as long as you stack a few stones together, place incense, candles, and offerings next to them, and wait for a while, people will naturally come to worship, and even burn incense, offer offerings, and pray...

They don’t know what it is or what the use of worshiping it is, but they will follow it.

It is so easy to create a god.

But such a thing sounds really funny, but thinking about it on the other hand, besides worshiping this illusory god, what other options do they have?

But now, the legend they had heard for decades suddenly became true, and it seemed that there was an echo between the heaven and the earth, and the worship for many years had a result.

The people had believed for so many years that there was a general who rode a stone horse and killed the plague ghosts for them, so at this moment, such a general really appeared and killed the plague ghosts.

"Yes, it turns out this is the way to bring the stone horse back to life..."

Feeling the changes in the town, even Hu Ma took a deep breath and seemed to understand a lot all of a sudden.

Everything is like a circle, a circle that the "young master" has drawn for more than sixty years.

After he killed the plague ghost and sensed the "echo" in the town, he also vaguely felt the changes brought about by the powerful Tiangong General Seal he had practiced.

It seems that those people have been worshiping the stone horse for countless years. At this moment, those failed prayers and incense have vaguely found their place at this time, blessing themselves on a mysterious level.

"so……"

He couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart: "This is what is really left in the town. Dahongpao asked me to get it, is this it?"

"You can only get it if you awaken the stone horse, because this thing does not exist in reality at all."

"..."

If it does not exist in reality, it cannot be found artificially, and it cannot be obtained directly by hand.

Now that I have obtained it in another way, I can also feel that it is a very important thing.

However, there is no time to take a closer look yet.

After killing this grass-headed god, Hu Ma had already vaguely seen that the other seven grass-headed gods had been shaken in the sky above Shima Town. I can clearly sense the changes here.

The tall and unparalleled ones almost merged with the night sky. They surrounded Shima Town like giants. The seven grass-headed gods under their feet slowly raised their heads and looked at him.

How many people can directly bear the gaze of the gods on the case?

In particular, the seven grass-headed gods all set their sights on one person with shock, confusion, and even hostility?

At this moment, even Xiao Hongtang was surprised. Looking at the fire basin in front of her, the flames seemed to be blown randomly by seven winds from different directions. The flames trembled and flickered instantly, and she even saw that they were about to go out. He raised the basket happily.

It's a pity that the brazier will always be extinguished, but it is not really extinguished.

"Does anyone dare to offend the gods?"

At the same time, the other seven directions of the Caotou Shuanshen Negative Spirits felt a change in one direction. It would be almost difficult for them to believe it unless they saw it in person:

How could one of them be killed in an instant, without even having time to make any resistance?

But here was the fact, they couldn't care about it, and they suddenly turned their attention back. They no longer bowed to Shima Town, but at the same time, they turned their bodies at a certain angle and looked at the place where the god's throne was missing.

"Those who do not respect God will ruin their fortune and their lives!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and the seven slaves or maids holding the tablets shouted loudly at the same time, biting the tips of their tongues.

A stream of blood suddenly sprayed on the tablet in his hand.

In an instant, the billowing clouds gathered, and they were even more fierce than the Shima Town that they had just worshiped for a long time. Seven tall and unparalleled figures could be seen in the distance, looking in the direction of Hu Ma from a distance, with huge arms raised in the air. , holding the magic weapons in their respective hands.

There are black gourds, white cloth flags, rusty iron hooks, tattered fishing nets, or some curved snake teeth, etc., all of them are endless and bizarre...

These things seemed real and illusory, swaying in the night sky, and suddenly there was black air, pressing on Hu Ma.

Click, click, click...

Just these things, or the weight of the gods on the case, can already make people's souls fly away. Even those who watch the New Year's Eve will be crushed to death when faced with such pressure, and their bodies may wither and collapse in an instant. Come down.

But Hu Ma condensed the Dharma of the mighty Tiangong General. He remained motionless in the crazy wind. He watched the seven figures cast spells on him from a distance. His face was also rare, and suddenly a flash of light flashed across his face. An unusually arrogant and cold look:

"Cutting my blessings and destroying my life?"

"Just because... you are such a mere case master?"

"..."

Amidst the cold shouts, the knife in his hand was suddenly raised.

The seven case gods are too far away, and the Shou Sui's hands are short. It seems that they can only be suppressed here.

But Hu Ma let out a deep cry, raised the murderous knife, and moved the three pillars. The whole body's soul began to surge without reservation. Then he took a full breath and suddenly blew hard towards the black bone on the handle of the knife.

Blowing this breath at the same time is also different. Usually blowing it is a breath of vitality, which is a breath of destiny, but this time the flax condenses the dharma and blows out the strong wind, but it is equivalent to a breath of soul. On this black bone.

In an instant, a billowing and terrifying evil energy suddenly erupted from the black bones, which seemed to be vaguely mixed with some kind of evil and cold laughter.

Instead of staying here and letting the magic power of the seven grass-headed gods suppress them, the evil energy surged up and dispersed the magic power of the seven grass-headed gods. It was blown back and rolled back.

"You are the Eight Evil Gods of the Tongyin Meng family, and there are also the Five Evil Gods who suppress the Hu family. If we really want to compete, who is worse than the other?"

"..."

Under the impact of each other, the wind in the air seemed to be broken and chaotic, blowing in all directions randomly, like dark clouds squeezed together.

Those seven tall and incomparable gods looked down at this small Shima Town like gods. Their huge figures seemed to tremble due to the evil spirit, as if they were unsteady on their feet. , the tall figure seemed to be about to fall.

"After all, the Five Evil Ghosts are dead. If they were still alive, wouldn't this grass-headed Eight-Dead God just stumble?"

Hu Ma is a descendant of the Zhencun Hu family, but he has no one to teach him. He didn’t know much about the Dharma Protector or fortunes and other things before. Even he didn’t expect that he would actually borrow some money to teach him. Only in this way can the sect bent on rebellion have the opportunity to understand.

No wonder the Five Evil Gods were so arrogant at the beginning, thinking that they still had a chance to survive.

In fact, it probably didn't know that Hu Ma wanted to kill it at the beginning, and really didn't quite understand its importance...

"But it doesn't matter, I'll do it myself..."

Some ridiculous and weird thoughts flashed through her mind, but Hu Ma just sneered, then picked up the reins and rushed forward, her eyes already showing a sinister and ferocious look.

The soul came out of the seven orifices and condensed from the top of the head. With the countless years of worship of the people in this town and the arrogance and arrogance of the mighty general, it waved in the direction of the Caotou Seven Decay Gods. Here comes the knife.

After beheading a god, he felt as if something was aroused in his heart. He felt that his soul was getting stronger and stronger, and he was so excited that his blood started to burn.

And Ma Ye, who he stepped off, seemed to feel it, became more excited, and immediately rushed towards the second god.

"So bold..."

There were people guarding that place, and they even sensed something unusual, but before they had time to scold them, they saw the black shadow rushing towards them.

With one blow, the person and the tablet were cut into two pieces.

The people guarding the tablets may be maids or slaves, but they all have special skills. What's more, they have gods who are even more powerful. Even if they are fighting with those capable people in the town, it will take a long time. , and it is possible to have a solid chance of winning.

But the watchers were close, holding murderous knives. No matter what abilities they had, they all just swung down their knives, and their lives were lost.

"Chi" "Chi" "Chi" "Chi"

Hu Ma got off the horse and rushed faster and faster. Every time he rushed towards a shadow, a wave of debilitating energy fell on him.

Endless pain, as it approached the god, was tortured over and over again. It can be said that every time Hu Ma kills a declining god, it is a process of torture for Hu Ma, but it becomes I became even more excited.

The anticipation was even greater. It was almost like running on the ground, but like flying directly with four hooves off the ground. There was a bit of mystery in the wandering movement.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill..."

Hu Ma walked freely outside the town, wielding the sword in his hand with full spirit and majesty.

The evil energy was rolling around him, accumulating more and more, like a black wind blowing around him. Even Ma Ye's speed seemed to be beyond normal. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed through four or five ghost altars.

The New Year's Eve watchers have short hands, but our horses are fast. The Meng family servants holding the memorial tablets all felt that the sky was dark and the ground was dark for a moment. Before they could even understand what was happening, they saw the ghastly blade approaching.

The next moment, the head fell to the ground, the tablet was broken, and the god on the table, who had been subjected to incense for many years, died as easily as a wandering resentful ghost.