Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Chapter 37 The First-Class Witch [Please read]

Li Daoxuan, who was still a little tired at first, after adding the newly obtained survival points to his energy and blood, his whole body returned to the same state again, and his condition was even much better than before.

"You, don't do anything again, I will let you out now."

The temple ghosts are already afraid.

Li Daoxuan weighed the butcher's knife in his hand, with a kind smile on his lips.

"let me out?"

"exactly."

"But I've fallen in love with you...what should I do?"

After Li Daoxuan finished speaking, he bent his legs slightly, exerted force suddenly, and jumped out to a height of nearly one foot, and placed his left hand on the beam.

When the temple ghost saw this, he immediately let out a ghostly laugh, but before he could laugh a few words, he discovered it.

It was originally intended to cut off the pollution in Li Daoxuan's left hand, but it didn't help at all.

"you……"

Li Daoxuan used his left hand to squat down on the beam, and he didn't waste any time. He had never used any conventional skills before, but now that he had reached this high place, he finally used... oil burning.

Hot oil was poured down from a height, directly onto the entire wall.

In an instant, the entire wall was scorched with hot oil and was filled with pits, emitting a foul stench and black smoke drifting out.

It was useful, and the effect was great. Li Daoxuan did not hesitate at all, and then swayed away two more pots of hot oil.

But within a breath, the entire wall was burned until only a thin layer was left.

The wall squirmed and seemed to want to recover, but compared to the injuries, it was a drop in the bucket.

There was another sound of raindrops falling into the oil pan from the roof.

I don't know which of the two bathers, Fang Jie or Chen Zhanzhong, used the common range attack technique again.

Li Daoxuan looked up at the roof, stabbed it in with a butcher's knife, and pulled it out, leaving a huge gap.

With several consecutive blows, a hole was cut directly into the roof.

A square piece of flesh fell to the ground, struggling painfully.

Li Dao

……

Under the dim sky, I can't tell the years, nor how long it has passed.

The roof and outer walls of the Hemu Temple had been pockmarked by Fang Jie and the others.

And their common skills were almost exhausted, and each one of them lay down on the ground exhausted, without even the strength to move.

The only good thing is that the temple ghost hasn't resisted for a long, long time.

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have the strength to resist anymore, or maybe it’s something else.

"Do you think the man named Li died inside?" Chen Zhanzhong said weakly.

"No, how could Brother Li die? He won't die even if you die."

Fang Jie remembered that Chen Zhanzhong wanted to kill him at first, so he didn't have anything nice to say.

Chen Zhanzhong retorted: "Qiu Miaozhu, if you hadn't offended Lady Hemu in the first place, how could we have suffered this disaster? It's not your fault."

Fang Jie was silent.

Just when Chen Zhanzhong thought he had nothing to say and wanted to take advantage of the victory and say a few more words to him, he suddenly heard him say:

"Hemu now sacrifices ten pairs of newborns every month. How many of those dead babies have been born in your aristocratic families?"

"None of them! They were all sent out by the lower class people living in Shouwu City!"

"We don't dare to provoke you, so why do we expect you to provoke us? Haha!"

"In this chaotic world, there is no way to survive anyway, so let's bury them all together..." Fang Jie said, looking up at the gray sky where nothing could be seen clearly.

Just when Chen Zhanzhong wanted to refute a few words, Zhu Jinglun, who was lying between the two of them, suddenly said: "There is something moving."

The two hurriedly shut up and looked forward.

"Pfft--" A black, rusty sharp knife pierced the wall, slashed vertically, followed by two more knives, directly breaking a "door" in the wall.

The "door" was pushed down, and a tall man covered in blood stood behind the door. He looked at the three people lying on the ground and walked straight out.

Chen Zhanzhong subconsciously felt a little scared and even shrank back.

Li Daoxuan stopped.

Fang Jie swallowed and asked bravely: "Brother Li, is it... done?"

Li Daoxuan didn't reply.

because.

The Hemu Temple, in response... collapsed.

The Hemu Temple, which had three worship halls and covered a large area, collapsed suddenly under the astonished eyes of the three people.

They widened their eyes hard. In their opinion, even if they tried their best, the temple ghost could only leave a trace, but... was actually completely eliminated by the man in front of him?

After the temple ghosts declined and collapsed, the surrounding fog gradually dissipated.

The collapsed temple ghost also turned into materials. Li Daoxuan looked back and saw that the terrifying temple ghost that was originally huge had turned into a fist-sized meat ball after it collapsed. It was constantly squirming and there was blood oozing around it. out.

Li Daoxuan looked at the three of them walking over again, and Fang Jie certainly didn't want them.

Zhu Jinglun also shook his head, "It's all because of Brother Li. We can survive thanks to you."

Li Daoxuan was not polite and took out the shroud ghost directly and wrapped the meat ball.

The four people who survived looked at everything around them that gradually became clearer, including the raging river and soft sand under their feet, but the collapsed and dilapidated Hemu Temple in front of them remained the same.

It's just that there are many more burnt marks on the original basis.

"This is...Shaking Shadow River!"

As if in response to Chen Zhanzhong's words, a loud noise came from the middle of the river ahead.

The four of them felt tightness in their chests just after hearing this.

The Li Daoxuan panel then appeared.

[After solving the temple ghost and escaping from the sub-realm, you came to the Shadow River. In the chaos, you captured the true appearance of the river mother. Your survival points +10 (green). 】

Vaguely, Li Daoxuan saw a figure that was exactly the same as the sculpture in Hemu Temple. She had a human body and a worm tail. Her tail angrily threw the figure away.

Immediately afterwards, an old man galloping on the river suddenly stopped. He kowtowed heavily, and a vague and melodious voice came.

"O witch who walks in the world, your humble followers pray for your protection, please save us."

[A mere sixth-level grain eater cannot help but possess the calamity of the domain. He is using the method of praying in an attempt to seek shelter from high-level grain eaters. Praying...]

Between heaven and earth, on the Yaoying River, a scarlet vertical eye suddenly opened and looked straight at the Yaoying River Hemu.

[The ninth-level flute player is a first-rate witch. The "Witch" responded to the prayer of the sixth-level grain eater "Tailor". He banned the Shadow River Hemu... The Shadow River Hemu seems to have other means, and the ban is only temporary. ...]

While Li Daoxuan was looking at the text, he discovered that the originally arrogant Hemu had turned into a stone statue and slowly sank into the raging Shadow River.

[You have to observe the traces of the first-rate grain eaters in the nine-rate world, your survival points +20 (green). 】

"Things... just, end like this?"

Chen Zhanzhong murmured.

As the Hemu stone statue fell into the river, the fog gradually dispersed, and the depressive feeling that had always shrouded everyone's hearts gradually receded.

Li Daoxuan first looked at the two foundations he got from the Hemu Temple in his arms, then touched the bulging purse containing incense ash at his waist, and then looked back at Zhu Jinglun.

The latter looked a little strange from his look.

"what happened?"

"Try to punch me."

Li Daoxuan said expressionlessly.

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