Chapter 112

"What's this?!"

In her eyes, the unreal and invisible meaning of the sword is almost beyond everything. Even the statue of the God of the moon, which has been worshipped for thousands of years by the Church of worship to the moon, is eclipsed.

Hum!

The veil woman's whole body suddenly appears inexplicable breath, a large number of blood essence burning, want to release some kind of life-saving witchcraft.

It's just that it doesn't work.

The sword light from outside the sky fell down in a flash.

When the sword light comes into contact with the veil woman's body, it splits and turns into hundreds of millions of miniature sword light, which easily cuts every piece of the veil woman's flesh and blood into nothingness.

The old woman with white hair beside her saw this scene, and her scalp exploded. This kind of helplessly watching the saint was "wiped away" out of thin air almost made her legs weak and she sat down on the ground.

Finally, when the veil woman's body completely turned into nothingness, a dark golden insect appeared.

"Ho!!"

The dark golden bug made a sharp neighing sound, followed by a large number of miniature sword lights, which also cut it into nothingness.

"That's... The virgin's own life bug?"

The old woman with white hair shuddered all over her body, and a deep-seated fear rushed into her mind and filled her heart.

Demagogues are the source of Nanzhao's witchcraft. Everyone, including the leader of the moon worship sect, must pass demagogues if they want to release the curse of witchcraft.

The original insect in the veil woman's body has been handed down for thousands of years and is one of the oldest insects in the worship of the moon.

For thousands of years, the worship of the moon has been in great trouble, even destroyed and rebuilt several times, but this insect seems to live forever.

But now, the old woman with white hair saw with her own eyes that the dark golden bug, like the veiled woman, turned into nothingness.

Putong.

The old woman with white hair couldn't hold on any longer. She knelt on the ground, her face as gray as death, and closed her eyes.

The white haired old woman had no idea how she could survive. Even the insect, which was almost immortal, had disappeared, let alone her?

However, when the infinite miniature sword light killed the dark golden bug, it didn't cut down on the white haired old woman, but most of it quickly dissipated in the void. Only one tiny sword light flashed away and imprinted on the white haired old woman's body.

A moment later.

The white haired old woman slowly opened her eyes.

"I'm not dead?"

The old woman with white hair can't believe it.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that the infinite miniature sword light had almost no loss after the dark golden bug. According to principle, she should be the next one to die.

"Survived."

"I survived."

The white haired old woman was overjoyed. Although she didn't understand why she could survive, she survived anyway.

"Go back to the church."

"Tell the Lord, tell the Lord what happened here."

The white haired old woman suddenly thought of something and immediately turned around and ran away. She wanted to rush back to Nanzhao to worship the moon as soon as possible. Chang'an city was too dangerous. A sword light could obliterate everything. Now only the worship of the moon could give her a little bit of safety.

...

"run."

"Run."

Outside Su's house, Su Qin's eyes were deep, as if he could see an old woman with white hair running away.

If the Church of worshiping the moon dares to extend its hand to the Su family, it should be ready to face the anger of a arhat.

The reason why Su Qin didn't kill the old woman with white hair was that he wanted to use the old woman with white hair to "lead the way" and lock the position of Nanzhao's worship of the moon.

Nanzhao state is located in the southwest. Although it is not as vast as Tang state, it takes Su and Qin at least half a month to find the position of the moon worship in such a big place.

What does half a month mean?

It represents 15 to 30 check-in opportunities.

It represents the possibility of unlimited strength, and Su Qin is certainly not willing to give up so easily.

Because of this, Su Qin imprinted a sword light in the body of the white haired old woman. With this sword light, even if the white haired old woman ran to the ends of the earth, Su Qin could know.

In this way, when the white haired old woman returned to the general altar of moon worship, Su Qin would spend half a day to go there.

In Su Qin's meditation.

The Su family also came out of the mansion one after another.

"Third brother, what are you doing out there?"

Su yueyun asked curiously.

Just now she heard that there was something wrong with the jade pendant. As a result, Su Qin came out, which made her confused for a long time.

"Yes, Xiao Qin, you just said that there is something wrong with the jade pendant. What is the problem?" Su Chenghao also asked.

"No problem now."

"I've been asked to solve it."

Su Qin glanced at the Su family, shook his head and returned the jade pendant to Su Chenghao.At the moment, all the witchcraft curses in the jade pendant are counted, although the veil woman has fallen and disappeared.

Now this jade pendant is just a pure jade pendant.

"Ah, it's settled?"

Su Chenghao and Su yueyun look at each other with a confused face.

They didn't doubt what Su Qin said, but the problem was solved too fast, right?

"Forget it."

"Let's sell this jade pendant sometime."

Su Chenghao took the jade pendant, looked at it repeatedly, and finally lost his interest.

Several people chatted for a while, and Su Qin and Su yueyun were ready to go back to the palace.

At the entrance of the East Palace, Su qinyi wants to walk nearby and separate from Su yueyun.

"There's something about witchcraft."

Su Qin walked slowly in the palace, his thoughts fluctuated.

Through a jade pendant alone, Su Qin knew what kind of existence "witchcraft" was.

Compared with the cultivation of martial arts, witchcraft is more inclined to rely on external objects.

Every Sorcerer's foundation is not his own, but his own life.

Once you lose your own life, the sorcery practitioners will become ordinary people, even worse than ordinary people.

"Unfortunately, being restrained by Qi and blood, it is doomed that witchcraft will not be on the stage."

Su Qin shook his head slightly, no longer thinking.

For ordinary people, witchcraft is mysterious and can kill people invisibly. However, in the eyes of those who have plenty of Qi and blood, witchcraft is just a small path. Even if we deal with Su Chenghao, a warrior in the lower three realms, and a saint like the veil woman, it will cost 10% of their blood. Therefore, we can see that the warrior's restraint on witchcraft.

Unconsciously, Su Qin came to a palace.

"Vocal music workshop?"

Su Qin looked up.

The vocal music workshop is the place where the musicians and pianists lived in the Tang Palace, playing music for the royal family.

"Try to check in here."

It suddenly occurred to Su Qin.

No matter in which dynasty, vocal music occupies a certain position and has a long history.

"System, sign in."

Su Qin thought for a while and said in his heart.

[congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and winning the song of death. 】

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