Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 311 Breaking
The innocent Tongyan broke the silence, the saint was slightly taken aback, and showed a helpless smile: "My good boy, this is a necessary sacrifice, you don't understand it yet, when you grow up..."

"But……"

Yuan'er opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know how to refute, so he could only look at the three reliable adults for help.

The black-haired swordsman suddenly said: "The wish of the saint really moved me. Now I have decided to devote myself wholeheartedly to the glory of the Lord, to spread the gospel of the Lord, and to dedicate all my strength to the relief of all mankind. It's just—"

While Yuan'er was stunned, his eyes locked on the saint like lightning: "I wonder if the saint can eliminate the dark evil thoughts that erode my body?"

Su Zhenzhen followed his words, pointing to the six being manipulated behind him and said: "I am also very interested in the saint's plan, but I still have a little doubt about the saint's sincerity. If the saint can restore their sobriety, I believed in the saintess and persuaded them to join the holy religion together, so wouldn't everyone be happy?"

The saint's complexion changed slightly, and she quickly raised her sleeves to cover up a chuckle: "You really deserve to be the genius of the sun and the moon, who gave me a big problem... Unfortunately, we are destined not to coexist."

She put down her sleeves, and with a compassionate face like Guanyin, who is saving suffering, said softly: "Kill."

Before the words were finished, Su Zhenzhen and the others had already had a cold murderous intent behind them, and Wu Cicada Wing, who was like impermanence demanding his life, had already come out secretly, and went straight to the backs of everyone.

"Ding ding ding", the few people who had been prepared for a long time knocked the cicada-shaped flying knife into the air, and at the same time formally confronted the surrounding Shuluo Anchen and others, and the battle was about to break out.

At this moment, a pleasant zither sound came from outside the church, and the saint showed a desperate look for the first time, completely destroying the original solemn and holy temperament.

"It's you meddling again. When my lord comes, I will take out your living soul and put it in the flame of the magic lamp to refine it for thousands of years!"

What responded to her was an increasingly clear zither sound, echoing between the four walls of the chapel, and strands of pure and holy air gathered, making the originally murderous Anchen and the others calm down again.

"Twelve words are sent into the chaos, and the cave is free. The zither sings nine flowers, and the water reflects the magic rules to relieve the disaster." In the poem of excitement, a blue water light poured in from the outside, turning into a mysterious string flowing in blue shirt By.

After Xie'er Shuiguan appeared, he didn't say a word, just plucked the strings and played a song and went back.

The string sounds are clear and crisp, like sparkling clear waves, on which everyone is boating; the melody is melodious, like a gentle breeze, blowing away the melancholy.

The tune contains all phenomena of the world, and Su Zhenzhen moves his nose slightly, as if he smells the fragrance of pine and chrysanthemum; The tired bird; Yuan'er's mouth is sweet, like drinking a clear mountain spring.

Invisibly, some unspeakable meaning secretly grew in everyone's hearts, which made their tense nerves relax and feel refreshed.

If you understand the past, you will not be warned, and if you know the future, you can pursue it.It's not far away from the real lost road, and I feel that today is right and yesterday was wrong.

The faces of the six people including Shouluo Anchen suddenly lit up with various colored lights, and as the tune rapidly increased, when the zither sound reached its climax, those colored lights also became blazing.

"Zheng".

With a crisp sound, the colorful lights on the faces of the six people suddenly broke away and turned into six strange masks flying in the air.

There are some strange patterns on the masks, which look weird and treacherous, but even Yuan'er, who doesn't understand anything, can clearly distinguish the different emotions condensed on each mask when looking at them.

Arrogance, Greed, Lust, Sadness, Anger, Jealousy.

It turns out that these things are manipulating everyone.

Yuan'er suddenly realized, and immediately took action to smash these harmful things, not only him, Su Zhenzhen and others also did it at the same time.The six masks were easily shattered by their attacks, turning into countless colorful light fragments, but re-condensed around the saintess at the next moment.

Shouluo Anchen and the others got rid of the control, and she who was still in the upper hand instantly fell into a very passive situation.The saint gritted her teeth and stared viciously at the water officer Jie Mi who suddenly broke in and destroyed her plan, and Shen Yun became inexplicably similar to those masks.

"Okay, since you have chosen to destroy, I will fulfill you! My lord! Please lower the magic flute and allow me to play the sound of destroying the world!"

Accompanied by the saint's prayer, the statue behind her shone brightly, and a pitch-black clarinet appeared out of nowhere and fell into her hands. Before everyone could react, the saint immediately blew it.

The ear-piercing sound of the flute suddenly sounded, causing everyone to cover their ears tightly, but the sound of the flute seemed to have a strange magic power, forcibly piercing through the blockade of the palm and even the internal force and penetrating into everyone's eardrums, everyone felt a sudden headache Cracked, nauseated.

All of them are very familiar with this voice, it will appear every time before the night falls, and it is considered by the people in Silent Hill to be an early warning from the gods, telling them that they should return to the church immediately to avoid being eroded by darkness.

Seeing the light outside the church weaken rapidly, but it turned from day to night in a short while, Su Zhenzhen suddenly realized: "Perhaps we were also deceived in this point. The sound of the flute is not a warning of the coming of the night, but a summoning of the coming of the night." !"

Then he looked at the mysterious Water Officer Jie Mi: "Then the sound of the zither that ends the night and ushers in the day is definitely not played by a god or a saint, but you, who have been fighting against the magic flute and the night!"

At this time, the saint finally tore off the mask of hypocrisy, and laughed loudly: "It is true, the mysterious magic sound played by the magic flute can continuously stimulate Yan Qingcheng's resentful soul, making her repeat all the misfortunes in her life over and over again, It fueled a growing sense of resentment."

Hearing this, Su Zhenzhen fully understood the saint's plan, and gritted his teeth: "The more hatred Qingcheng has in his heart, the stronger the power of darkness will be, making the overlap between Wushan and the present world more and more high, and a little bit will The Chunlin realm is completely swallowed up."

Tan Wuyu had taken back the avatar of the black-haired swordsman at this time, and said, "At the same time, the Silent Hill, which was eroded by darkness, was rampant with monsters, and the common people had to turn to the church that could resist the power of darkness to become That believer in the god, ha, kills two birds with one stone."

"Exactly, but there is no reward."

The saint smiled and said: "Yan Qingcheng has a unique talent, but unfortunately his character is so weak that even if I provoke those disciples to burn to death, he still retains a lot of reason, and he has not completely become a evil ghost who only knows hatred and killing, and has no sense of shame." As a result, Shan couldn't fully integrate with the present world. So I had to spend some more effort to destroy all the good things left in her memory."

"You mean!"

Su really thought of something, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"That's right, let her savior Fojian kill her husband, Ghost Liang Feiyu, who has been guarding her all along, and as a result, as you can see, that idiot finally lost all kindness and became a veritable witch who can bear all evil. "

The saint's smile has never been so cold and ruthless for a moment.

"Thank you, everyone, for your help."

Countless black hairs blasted through the door of the church, rushing in like black waves, as if to devour all life in this world.

(End of this chapter)