Chapter 696

They took a breath and understood what the Taoist elder meant.

This is the ancestral land of the Luo people. I'm afraid every one of them often worships the twelve sacrificial spirits.

In other words, now thousands of people are worshippers.

"Luo Xianyu is in trouble."

Then the great masters, the scholars of tongxuan and qinglingzi came to the conclusion.

But at this time——

"Roar!"“ Roar“ Roar“ Roar

With the four ways, all the Warlocks' souls trembled and roared. Suddenly, the fire was shining around Luo Yu. It seemed that there was something terrible that wanted to jump out of the fire curtain.

In the next moment, four tall and powerful fire shadows appeared, standing beside Luo Yu, like four sacred beasts.

"Mountain God?"

At the sight of the four fire shadows, the virtuous master, tongxuan scholar and qinglingzi were all shocked.

"Mountain God?"

And tens of thousands of warlocks on the scene, suddenly, their legs were straight and soft, and they were terrified.

Only when a monk has a Buddha in his heart can he be clean.

In order to practice, people should have faith in their mind.

So, what do monks believe in?

All kinds of strange things in the world can be summed up in one word.

God!!

It is the concept put forward by the monks that there are gods in the first three feet.

As the lowest class of people in the world of monasticism, warlocks are born to be afraid of God. Strictly speaking, everything that has something to do with God is afraid.

This is also the root of the City God in front of them and the old cat in front of the mouse.

More than 80% of the magicians present today are just like the street vendors in the city. They have been cleaned up by the City God.

However, the City God brought them less pressure and shadow than the four fire shadows standing beside Luo Yu at the moment.

On the four fire shadows, there is a terrible smell - divine power! Real power! People are most sensitive to it.

"There is a mountain god coming!"

"We are monks. We're not ready to meet the mountain god."

"Meet the mountain god!"

"Bless the mountain god!"

In an uproar, many warlocks at the scene were terrified. Facing the four fire shadows beside Luo Yu, they knelt down and bowed to the ground.

This scene is so familiar.

Just like when the Huo family of Hong Kong Island had a ghost night trip, a group of rich and famous people were chased by ghosts. When they saw Luo Yu take out the bracelet that he was going to give to Xiao Xiangxue and disperse the ghosts, they paid homage to the gods.

However, those people were stupid that time, and this time, the Mountain God appeared in front of tens of thousands of magicians!

They are the virtuous masters, the scholars of tongxuan and qinglingzi. They are all sweating and have the impulse to worship.

"My generation of monks, the gods can't be disrespectful. Come and see me soon."

Qinglingzi hesitated, opened his eyes to make sure that it was really the mountain god, and quickly took several Quanzhen believers to pay homage.

Only the wise master and the scholar of tongxuan looked at each other with a kind of unspeakable but rather shocking and complex mood.

Of course, they know that they are genuine mountain gods, because... They are the witnesses of the birth of these mountain gods.

If the two of them expected the same, it should be the mountain gods born in the Dongyun mountains after the stars changed that night.

But they couldn't understand what these mountain gods had to do with Luo Yu.

At the moment, seeing that Luo Yu had traveled thousands of miles to summon the mountain god to the scene, they felt inexplicably that the relationship was far beyond their imagination.

"Is that really the mountain god?"

On the other side of the clan, they were also panicked.

"I think it's true. Have you noticed that after the mountain god came out, the twelve sacrificial spirits of the Luo people did not dare to move."

The elder is thirsty and swallows his saliva. Luo Yu, who is protected by the four mountain gods, sighs: "Luo Xianyu can be protected by the mountain gods. This son's nature is magnificent and unfathomable!"

The clansmen nodded one after another, and suddenly they were in awe of Luo Yu.

"Mountain God? It's impossible? It's impossible. You're just a mortal. How can you get divine protection? "

On the watchtower of the martial arts arena, Luo guying and Yuan Ying, the medicine king in his body, gave out a hoarse and tearing roar.

It was too much for them to accept.

How high is God?

As long as they are gods, they all look down on mortals and ignore them.

At ordinary times, even if you pray to the gods, even if you move the gods to show their spirits, you can at most give them a little grace. How can you say that you can call them if you want?

"False, it must be the God of rockery! Give me the twelve sacrifice spirits, and kill the boy and his four rockery gods! "

Luo Gu Ying orders angrily, and wants to break Luo Yu's vanity with the sacrifice spirit of the clan!

But this time, no matter how he pushed the magic weapon, the twelve sacrificial spirits did not move, and the naked eye could see that it was a stone beast, and it was shivering in the same place.

"Shelter me? Ridiculous, they are sealed by me, and naturally they obey my orders

"If you want to deal with me with just twelve sacrificial spirits who have been worshiped for less than a thousand years and have less than ten thousand incense customers, you two are really fantastic. I know more about Shinto than you do!"

Luo Yu's words were loud and startled the whole audience.

In the face of the twelve sacrificial rites of the Luo nationality, he obviously had a long history.

It's true that the twelve sacrificial spirits were in the ancestral land of the Luo nationality, occupying the right time and place. If Luo Yu had to use brute force to clean up, it would be quite a trouble.

But I don't know, this pair of Luo Yu is too childish.

How can his understanding of "Shinto" be looked up to by a group of mortals?

These twelve sacrificial spirits are just products of the lowest level of Shinto. Luo Yu doesn't need to deal with them personally.

"Give them to me and take them all in!"

Ignoring Luo guying, who is pushing the magic weapon at the top of the tower, Luo Yu gives orders to the four mountain gods indifferently.

Immediately, the four mountain gods, who made tens of thousands of warlocks panic, heard the decree and stepped out with a majestic posture.

Then came the stone beast of the twelve zodiac Zodiac Zodiac. It retreated step by step. The face carved with stone showed a vivid expression of fear.

The four mountain gods continued to press on step by step. In a twinkling of an eye, they pushed the twelve stone beasts to the edge of the martial arts arena.

The next moment, the scene of Luo Gu Ying, Yao Wang, and the people who were about to vomit blood appeared.

There were twelve sacrificial spirits in the hall, but there was no way to retreat. Suddenly, they gave up their resistance and all of them prostrated on the ground, just like a hundred beasts meeting the king of beasts and a hundred birds facing the Phoenix.

"What, the sacrificial spirit gave in!"

The patriarch Luo Yan was almost suffocated. Although they wanted to take back the control of the sacrificial spirit from Luo guying, they were beaten to pieces when they saw the result.

"Wait for the sacrificial spirit to get up, I order you to get up, and fight for me... You are a bunch of junkies and trash!"

On the watchtower, Luo Gu Ying's eyes cracked and roared like crazy, almost falling down.