across the heavens

but

Han Dong looked at these crazy-looking Bailian disciples, and thought in his heart,

"Sure enough, will and belief are also related!"

The strength and agility of these members of the White Lotus Sect are about the same as ordinary people, ranging from 0.5 to 0.8.

Most of the spirits are above 1, and the will is even stronger, almost all of them are above 2. Even, Han Dong saw a lot of wills with 3 and 4.

Religious brainwashing is powerful!

You know, the will of boxing master Yan Zhendong is only 3!

Huang Feihong hit faster and faster, the umbrella in his hand danced so hard that he couldn't see his shadow, and his strength continued to increase. All the members of the Bailian sect who were hit were lying on the ground unable to get up.

Holding a knife in one hand, and pinching seals on the chest with the other, the members of the White Lotus Sect were full of magical powers to protect the body.

However, there were more and more sounds of falling to the ground and moaning in pain.

Finally, Huang Feihong jumped onto the altar of the White Lotus Sect and shouted:

"There are a lot of tricks, all of which are pretending to be ghosts, so that you can show your true colors!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the umbrella sweeper and made a mess of the decorations on the altar.

Seeing the sacred altar of the sect being desecrated, all the members of the Bailian sect were furious.

Protect the altar!

Disciple Bailian, swear to protect the teaching!

Crazy roars kept ringing out, and the white lotus sect's eyes widened with anger, and they raised their weapons and rushed towards Huang Feihong.

Someone even shouted:

"We have magic body protection, don't be afraid of him!"

Amidst the screams of the divine body protectors, the members of the White Lotus Sect rushed towards Huang Feihong bravely without fear of death.

Han Dong watched and shook his head again and again.

These people are hopeless!

In a blink of an eye, he found Lu Haodong beside him staring at the crazy figure of the White Lotus Sect, dumbfounded.

Thinking of the plot in the movie, Han Dong reached out and patted Lu Haodong on the shoulder, saying:

"Mr. Lu, don't be surprised, let alone depressed, thousands of years of feudal ideology is stubborn, these ignorant guys have been brainwashed for too long!"

After hearing Han Dong's words, Lu Haodong's expression did not improve, and he whispered:

"If the whole Huaguo is like this, how can we save it? Huaguo is about to end, where can we go?"

The voice was ethereal, and he didn't know if he was talking to Han Dong or talking to himself.

After glancing at Lu Haodong who lost his composure, Han Dong said patiently:

"No need to be like this. What you are doing now is a great cause. In the future, as the revolution progresses and the people's wisdom gradually develops, such things will not happen!"

At this moment, under the desperate blocking of the White Lotus Cultists, the umbrella in Huang Feihong's hand broke with a click.

Seeing this, the members of the White Lotus Sect immediately boosted their morale, and a voice shouted:

"Our magical power broke the umbrella, don't be afraid of him, go!"

The members of the Bailian Cult who believed in the divine body protection, rushed towards Huang Feihong on the altar like locusts.

Even Huang Feihong's expression changed a little when he saw these crazy-faced White Lotus disciples rushing forward.

Without the umbrella, Huang Feihong was unarmed. Under the knives of these white lotus disciples who were not afraid of death, he might really get hurt.

Han Dong felt that it was time for him to make a move.

At this moment, Lu Haodong who was on the side suddenly ran out, jumped onto the altar, held a musket, and stood with Huang Feihong.

Seeing the musket in Lu Haodong's hand, the lowly Bailian disciples immediately stopped, looked at each other, and hesitated.

Raising the musket in his hand, facing the Bailian disciples below, Lu Haodong shouted:

"Stop it, or I'll shoot you!"

Immediately, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the huge statue behind him, and said with a heavy face:

"Listen, all of you, the Clay Bodhisattva can't keep you, stop being superstitious!"

The following Bailian believers couldn't hear it, they heard someone shouting:

"Bewitching words to confuse the crowd, don't worry about him!"

Lu Haodong was furious, and was about to shoot at the person shouting.

Huang Feihong hurriedly stopped Lu Haodong who lost his temper, and shouted:

"Brother Haodong!"

After being stopped by Huang Feihong, Lu Haodong regained his senses, but in order to combat the superstition of the Bailian followers, he raised his pistol and teased the people below:

"Come here, I'll shoot when I come here, to see if the magic body protection can protect the body, come here!"

Han Dong watched silently from below, and did not step forward to interfere.

For Lu Haodong, to prove to these crazy Bailian followers that the magical body protection is fake, this moment is more important than his own life.

It is related to his idea of ​​saving the country and his inner persistence!

After all, they are ordinary people who are afraid of death. Looking at the musket in Lu Haodong's hand, the Bailian disciples below are eager to try, but at the same time they are afraid, wandering below.

At this time, a clear and clear child's voice came,

"Get out of the way!"

A girl in white clothes and a white crown stood out from the crowd.

With one hand on her hip and the other pointing to Lu Haodong, the little girl said with a holy face:

"I have magical body protection, so I'm not afraid of your ghost gun!"

Seeing the saint's appearance, the morale of the surrounding White Lotus Sect members suddenly rose. They raised their swords, guns and sticks, and shouted: