Prince of Heaven

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods was held as scheduled.

Wen Ding aimed at His Majesty the Emperor sitting on the high platform.

"How can the Son of God sit there?" Wen Ding looked at His Majesty the Emperor, and said with his lips, "The Son of God should become an offering in the temple and be used by Wen Ding. Your Highness, I have prepared the holy seat for you."

Rong Shi, who was gazing at the whole ceremony calmly, suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Wen Ding, indifferent, ruthless, and slightly disgusted, as if Wen Ding was an ugly monster.

Wen Ding laughed, a strange laugh.

The fake "Son of God" had already arrived at the altar under the escort of the guardian angel. The crowd held their breath, but their eyes were filled with unstoppable excitement and eagerness.

The national teacher and Wen Ding stood together.The national teacher is not interested in the ceremony at all, he just wants to go back to sleep, for some reason, his spirit is always out of order recently, he seems to have a severe headache like a hangover.

There it was...that headache feeling again.Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Wen Ding, only to see that Wen Ding had plausible words in his mouth.

The national teacher frowned, and in the blink of an eye, he finally understood something.He who had always been as calm as a salted fish couldn't help feeling annoyed. Just as he was about to yell at Wen Ding, he found that he couldn't speak at all, and then his meaning began to blur.

Wen Ding saw that the eyes of the national teacher had lost all brilliance, so he was relieved, and used spells to control him to walk towards the emperor.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods was the only chance for him to get close to the emperor, and it was not easy to attract suspicion, and he approached easily.

Wen Ding turned and walked towards the altar, he will be the host of the ceremony and control the ceremony at the top of the altar.

At this moment, there was no one on the altar.Wen Ding raised his head, and the statue of Suzaku Zhishen stared at him with lowered eyes.

"It's been more than 1000 years, and it's time for you to step aside." Wen Ding said with a smile, and then a black sphere suddenly rose from his palm, and a formed fetus could be vaguely seen in the middle of the sphere, which contained a terrifying the power of.

"Now it's only the Son of God's painstaking effort."

On the other side, Rong Shi suddenly fixed his eyes and looked in the direction of the altar.

Disrespecting the gods, talking about his plots in front of the statues of the gods, Wen Ding, should he say that he is arrogant and stupid?

He withdrew his gaze, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the national teacher in white leaving his seat and walking towards him.

And the expression is a bit weird, like a long-standing puppet.

"Your Majesty." The national teacher stood still in front of Rong Shi, and only lowered his head - it is a tradition that only people in the temple do not kneel when they see the royal family.

Rong Shi raised his eyes to look at him, and then there was a panic below, screams and shouts exploded like an erupting volcano.

"Ah, what is that!!"

"Run! This is the sneaky murderer some time ago!"

"What? How did he appear here? What about the festival?"

"What can you do, life-saving is the most important thing! God will definitely not blame us!"

In addition to the panicked discussions of the people, there was the roar of the commander of the imperial army maintaining order.

"Quiet! Don't make noise! ​​All those who move and don't listen to the command will be arrested!"

"Squads obey orders!"

On the altar, a huge black figure appeared, larger than the statue of Suzaku God on the stage, a pure black mass, surrounded by smoke, every corner of the smoke seemed to be able to stretch out a hand, Constantly changing.

Strangely, the sky above the altar suddenly changed color, and the originally clear sky suddenly gathered a cloud, the clouds became thicker and darker, and the sky and the earth became darker and darker.

At the same time, the national teacher who was close to His Majesty the Emperor suddenly launched an attack, and his fingernails grew suddenly, as sharp as a blade.

With a sound of "bang dang", when the national teacher's hand grabbed Xiang Rong, he was stopped by a sword.The national teacher stared blankly at the young man holding the sword.

Jing Huai pushed the sword violently, and the sword energy forced the teachers and students of the country to take two steps back.

"If you want to move him, pass my level first." Jing Huai took a step to the side to stand in front of Rong Shi, held a sword in his right hand and pulled a sword flower, bringing a mighty wind of the sword, like a sword slamming into the country. division.

The national teacher's eyes moved slightly, and he rushed up without even holding a weapon.

An order has been circling in his mind: "Catch Rong Shi to the altar."

This is his mission, the meaning of his existence, irresistible, regardless of life or death.

He tried every possible means to attack Rongshi, but Jing Huai refused to let him, obstructing him every time, so he had to fight with Jing Huai, even for a while.

Wen Ding watched the battle from the stage, and said angrily: "What a waste, a majestic creature, it can't beat a mortal."

"Stop hiding, use your divine power, and let him see the so-called god, who is different from human beings. Mu Li, solve Jing Huai, and solve it quickly."

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Upon receiving the new order, the national teacher flew back and stood still on the edge of the high platform.

The national teacher and Jing Huai fought fiercely, the palace servants and attendants beside them all turned pale with fright, and then drew their swords and stood ready.More than a dozen shadow guards came out in a row, protecting His Majesty the Emperor.At this time, seeing that the national teacher was acting differently, they all tensed up, and then slowly approached the national teacher from the side.

Seeing this, the people in the temple even left their positions at the ceremony and confronted the royal guards.

The guards slowly approached the national teacher, the national teacher lowered and raised his hand, and the long nails instantly returned to their original shape.His hand gestures flew around, emitting a red light, which became more and more dazzling, and then the next moment, a sudden explosion knocked away the guards surrounding him, and only heard a few "bang bang bang", the guards fell to the ground. On the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood.

With such divine power, everyone who saw this scene was so shocked that they could not speak a word.The subjects of Liguo had innate belief and submission to Suzaku God, and the chaotic and noisy ceremony was quieted down with the power of the gods, and many unstable people knelt down.

Wen Ding laughed out loud when he saw this scene, the sudden laughter was like the neighing of a vicious bird.He instructed the national teacher again: "Take the Son of God."

The national teacher moved after listening to the order, and he flew forward again. The shadow guards stepped forward to intercept them. They had strange abilities, but they were not strong enough to resist in front of the national teacher. After less than ten moves, they were injured and fell to the ground. stand up.

Jing Huai was the only one left in front of the target.Wen Ding said: "Brother, if you want to blame me, you and I are against each other. Now, you can obediently become my puppet. This is my last bit of kindness to you."

Jing Huai glanced at Wen Ding on the altar. The two places were far apart. Wen Ding used the sound transmission technique of thousands of miles to transmit the sound so clearly.

Then at the next moment, Jing Huai's right shoulder suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the sword in his hand almost fell, but was clenched again the next moment.The hand on the hilt of the sword was clenched tightly, the phalanges were white and trembling slightly, but it didn't affect his movements in the slightest.

He raised his sword and pointed at the national teacher, his eyes were so clear that no one could see that he was now fighting against Wen Ding's spell.

"Junior brother, be careful of Wen Ding!" Hua Wendeng hurried over on horseback, and said to Jing Huai, "Wen Ding wants to become an evil god!"

Hua Wendeng doesn't like to be busy. He was idle in his home clinic to see medical skills. Suddenly, he found a black evil force appearing in the direction of the god worship ceremony, so he rushed towards it immediately.

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As a member of the Four Obedience God family, Hua Wendeng knows many secrets that Jing Huai, who is only a disciple of Wei Man, does not know.

When Hua Wendeng shouted, everyone was shocked, some believed and some did not, but panic spread rapidly among the crowd.The grand ceremony, which had been quiet, became noisy again.

"It's a pity that it's too late." Wen Ding laughed loudly, raised his arms and pointed to the sky, feeling quite arrogant, "Mu Li, don't dawdle any longer, quickly catch the Son of God!"

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"Mu Li! What are you doing!"

Wen Ding yelled three more times, but the national teacher still didn't move.At this time, he also noticed the abnormality - the national teacher, this puppet, is no longer under his control!

I saw that His Majesty the Emperor, who had been protected behind the guards, suddenly stood up. His face was young, and he looked like a young man. His complexion was pale, and there was a touch of light powder on his lips. Her body, like a pearl hidden in a trestle, was revealed once, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.

He raised his head to look at Wen Ding, his lips parted lightly, his voice was cold and deep, but it could reach Wen Ding's ears without hindrance, so that everyone in the ceremony could hear clearly.

"My things, you have used them for a long time."

Wen Ding's eyes were already thick black, looking carefully, it seemed that a black shadow was drilling into his body.He is gradually on the verge of losing control, and must get the blood of the Son of God to suppress it as soon as possible!He jumped down from the altar with angry eyebrows, and said: "A mere son of a god dares to grab things with me!"

Rong Shi walked forward, and paused when he passed by Jing Huai, the two looked at each other, Jing Huai nodded slightly, but there was worry hidden deep in his eyes.Rong Shi parted his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped because it was not the right time.

At this time, Wen Ding had rushed to this side, approaching the national teacher, a black knife condensed in his hand, passed through the national teacher's body, and slashed towards Rong Shi.

"Crazy! The people in the temple are crazy!" The audience shouted loudly. It turned out that the evil spirit summoned by Wen Ding rushed into the body of the people in the temple. They didn't have stable experience, so they couldn't resist the evil spirit. His mind was eroded by his manipulation, he turned into a demon, and began to kill.

"Ah—" The screams continued.

And here, Rong Shi, Jing Huai and Hua Wendeng are surrounding Wen Ding, swords, swords and soldiers

The sound of the collision of weapons is like a sonata entering the battle, showing the intention of killing.

Even though Wen Ding had the strength bonus of evil spirits, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. He turned around and hid behind the body of the national teacher, urging a spell in his heart to regain control of the body of the national teacher.

After repeated attempts failed, he couldn't help being furious.

Rong Shi sneered and said, "I've said it all, this is mine."

After Wen Ding was stimulated, his eyes became thicker and darker.

"No, Wen Ding is going to lose control completely!" Hua Wendeng was shocked.

Hua Wendeng's medical skills are superb, but his martial arts are mediocre, and Jing Huai's martial arts are strong, but his strength is greatly reduced if he fights against Wen Ding's spell. If Wen Ding's body is occupied by the evil spirit he raised, no one can predict the outcome. .

The worst result is that the evil will disrupt the world and lead to the loss of life, but the revival of the gods that Master said is not sure if it will be too late.

Perhaps, there will be no recovery at all - the Suzaku God was killed by his servants 1000 years ago.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a flame was burning under the statue of Suzaku God on the altar.It wasn't until the flames grew bigger and bigger that the surrounding temperature melted the icy coldness of winter and turned into the blazing heat of summer. The people who were in the midst of death and fear finally realized the abnormality on the altar.

The flames burned more and more fiercely, expanding from the altar to the surroundings, the gloomy sky was illuminated fiery red and bright, and the black streamers floating in the air were instantly dissipated when touched by the flame stars, bringing with them screams that people could not hear .

But in a short while, the surroundings of the altar were clean, only the flames were burning fiercely. The so-called evil spirits and darkness were like ants under the power of Suzaku's god.

The fleeing people stopped and looked back at the height of the altar in astonishment.Passing through the air distorted by the flames and high temperature, they saw the statue's wings spread out violently, and the original thick blue-gray color faded in the flames, and it became as dazzling red as the raging fire.

The real god descended, and people realized how powerful this is.

The people around the altar knelt down and kowtowed to welcome the return of their gods.

Slowly, Suzaku raised his eyes, his calm black pupils reflected the time and the world he hadn't seen in thousands of years.