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The so-called "evil qi entering the body" in Taoism refers to filth and worms.
But Lisa said indifferently: "Do you not like the holy light technique of the Holy See?"
Mo Wuji was silent.
Just the next moment, the ball of light turned into a golden beetle and got in through the wound!
The wound was scratched by a hook, and Haiquin's hook was made of filthy worms. At this moment, the degree of infection of the wound is far more serious than it looks, but the golden beetle seems to be very excited!
One, two, three... five...
Twelve golden beetles emerged from the light group, completely draining Mo Lisa's spiritual power. She lay beside her exhaustedly, pulled herself together, and carried Mo Wuji ashore.
After a while, Mo Wuji noticed that the first golden beetle came out...
The starving ghost who came next to him was shocked to find that this little bug was... pushing a dung ball? ? ?
"Master, those filthy worms in your body that were polluted by corpse-eating titans were actually pushed out by this little bug!"
The starving ghost exclaimed, and Mo Wuji was also taken aback.
Push the dung ball?
He saw the golden beetle pushing the ball of filthy worms on its hind legs and coming out of the wound, he couldn't laugh or cry.
Using this method to help him heal, I don't know how dirty my body is...
The twelve golden beetles were constantly busy. Seeing Mo Wuji blushing, Mo Lisa knew that the oriental Taoist didn't like this kind of purification method, so she explained, "Many people in the Holy See also use this method to purify themselves. These things are originally There is nothing wrong with the filth, which is carried out by scarabs like dung. Don't take it to heart..."
Mo Wuji nodded, the starving ghost suddenly salivated, pinched a golden beetle and stuffed it into his mouth!
"Spit it out!"
Mo Wuji sat up straight, and slapped the starved ghost on the back of the head, "Why do you eat everything?!"
The golden beetle was spat out, and the starving ghost ran away: "I didn't mean it... I'm so hungry... I want to try it..."
The golden beetle looked around innocently, not knowing what it had just experienced, after purifying the Avalokitesvara soil on its body, it burrowed into the wound again.
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At this moment, Van Helsing was walking on a stone road.
The city is too big, and I have lost my way.
I don't know where the exit is, and I don't know where everyone is.
Before Nie Yuxuan and the Sun King were missing in order to save him, Fan Helsing was very uncomfortable, and besides the discomfort, there was a wave of evil in his heart.
Before this vengeance is avenged, I can't die!
Now, Van Helsing has only one purpose, to go to a deeper place, and then break the seal there!
"If I go crazy, no one will remember it, so it's best to stay in the other party's territory, and even death will be worth it."
Van Helsing walked around the black stone road, saw a cave, and went in.
Not long after, the scenery changed, and he came to another mirage world.
Here, there are many churches of bones.
It seems that no amount of churches can save the people here.
Van Helsing ignored the mirages who were staring at him, but when he was resting in the largest church in the area, he suddenly saw three figures.
Under the cross, a ragged high priest with a neat beard and hair.
Beside the knight statue next to him, there is a middle-aged man with a golden beard.
And under the bookshelf, a wise man with extremely complex eyes.
Van Helsing looked at them, rubbed his eyes and looked at them again, opened and clenched his ten fingers several times.
He felt the aura of the other three, his lips were moving, but his eyes were full of doubts.
"High Priest... Chief Paladin... Prophet???"
No one was more astonished than the present Van Helsing.
High Priest, Rahine Gosset!
Holy Knight Commander, San Ramon.
Prophet of the Priory of Sion, Obote!
Three titans of The Exorcist of the West!
As a member of the Council of Ghosts, Van Helsing naturally knew that in the city of Paris, the enchantment of 'Twilight of the Gods' was jointly set up by the Prophet and the High Priest!And the chief paladin is their protector.
From the first day of the dusk, Van Helsing hadn't seen them again, and thought they were dead until today when he saw them again, the aura on them was very strange!
As if a rotten thing that had been dusty for countless years was reborn, there was no trace of holiness on the three of them, and it was more of a dusty illusion...
The three of them were all in ragged clothes, and when they were recognized by Fan Helsing, they all smiled wryly.
"Monarch Demon Hunter, I haven't seen you for a long, long time..."
Van Helsing's voice was hoarse: "You three, who are you..."
Things do not know how to answer.
Because this past is too weird.
The high priest, Rehain Gossett, took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"We are who we are, but... who we are now is not what we were a few days ago."
Goussett tells a very bizarre story.
The time happened a few days ago for Van Helsing. On that day, they also forgot that it was a few days after the setting of the Twilight Barrier of the Gods. The three of them were on the road and met an old man playing the piano.
"His name is Twilight."
None of the three of them expected that the old man was extremely strange, and the sound of a piano sent them to a city-state that had just laid its foundation.
"The three of us have built the city for countless years."
San Ramon said quietly.
When the city-state was first established, the three of them thought it was just an evil trick of the old man playing the piano, and they thought they could get out if they found a way to break the situation.
However, as the city was built and the hosts changed from generation to generation, they still failed to come out.
During those countless years, the three of them witnessed the appearance of a mountain, the change of a fortress, and the exiled powerful host, living like them in that dark place.
"A powerful Taoist built ten towers."
"We became the first batch of ten elders."
"Later, there were constant replacements."
"We also wanted to influence the pattern there, and we also ruled there, but in the end we found it meaningless."
"It's really been countless years... The three of us fell into a deep sleep one after another."
"When we disappeared from Paris and never thought of coming back, we were also in Paris. It was still in the twilight of the gods."
"That's when I realized that the old man who played the piano made a big circle of our karma and brought it to the City of Ten Deaths."
The three of them hadn't chatted like this for a long time, and their expressions were incoherent.
But Van Helsing understood...
The longest time the three disappeared was seven days.
Seven days ago, they were all giants among Western exorcists, but seven days later, they lived on another causal line for countless years, and became the core figures of the Ten Dead City—three of the ten elders!
Their purpose seven days ago was to defeat these invading demons.
The purpose of Seven Days Later is to lead this group of demons and defeat their own side.
Van Helsing's pupils kept constricting.
Ridiculous?
I have seen a lot of absurd things, and I have become the Pope of the Black Soul Cult, so there is nothing worth absurd about.
"In that case... why are the three adults here today?"
This question is asking his conscience.
The three of them laughed bitterly one after another: "Kill you, or be killed by you."
Conscience, annihilated.
It is no longer a senior who can sacrifice himself for the sake of redemption.
These three people are outright mortal enemies!
Chapter 1484 You and I Are Both Suffering
"Guset, Raymond, Obote...you three are really crazy...Since you have to choose to stand on the opposite side at this time, why did you spend so much effort to set up the 'Twilight of the Gods' knot? boundary?"
Van Helsing was puzzled and angry.
The so-called faith of the high priest.
The so-called guardian of the paladin.
The so-called wisdom of the prophets.
Everything they practiced throughout their lives turned out to be so absurd in the end!
"You can't understand... From your point of view, all transformations happened within seven days, and we have already experienced dozens of centuries..."
High Priest Gusset had a complicated expression: "This is equivalent to being exiled for dozens of centuries. What did the Lord do for us? Nothing!!! We... were abandoned!!!"
Van Helsing is no lord, unable to comfort three wounded souls who are now outright revengers.
Dozens of centuries of prison life have already shaken their will.
Behind Fan Helsing, the bat wings stretched out, and the wolf's claws were exposed on his body.
He kept telling himself that these three people were enemies, they were enemies, but he still couldn't do anything, and he tried to wake it up one last time.
"When I was helping those oriental exorcists in Southeast Asia, I heard a secret later. Like you, Maoshan Daozi was exiled in a certain causal line for more than 1000 years, but he finally returned to normal! He A rookie can survive that kind of pain and loneliness, can you even compare him?!"
The three of them didn't answer Fan Helsing again, a huge fist attacked first!
"Holy Fist Cross!"
Paladin Raymond's eyes shot golden light, and the shadow of his fist turned into a cross and smashed towards him!
The high priest didn't hold back his hand anymore, and the holy staff knocked on the ground: "In the name of God, imprison!"
Behind Fan Helsing, a ray of light appeared, and the white light grabbed his shoulder like a hand, and in front of Fan Helsing, a vortex appeared one after another.
"Stir it up, Sea of Boiling Souls!"
The Prophet reached into the void, throwing Van Helsing's consciousness into a mess.
At this moment, Fan Helsing did not panic, and faced the joint attack of the three people.
At the first moment, the holy fist cross was inserted into the chest, and blood spurted wildly.
The blood stained his whole body red, soaked his clothes, and shattered all of Van Helsing's hopes.
Then countless suppressed evil spirits gushed out from his body.
"Blood change!"
His cheeks were bloodless and pale, his fangs sprouted, and cobweb-like black threads densely covered his eye sockets.
The conscience on his body was broken by the three of them, and all the goodwill rose up, turning into a blood moon in the air.
"Wolf change!"
The werewolf's muscles swelled rapidly, and the three of them attacked again when they saw this!
"In front of the true God, no change is useless! Heresy!!!"
"Holy Cross Waterfall!"
"God's judgment!"