Crying and shouting in the city All the heights in the city were full of the heavily armored elites that Ji Hao had transferred from Pusaka, and these Terran forbidden troops directly under the command of Emperor Shun looked at the people of Weishui City who knelt on their knees in the city with expressionless faces and even anger in their eyes.
The human race is facing a catastrophe of annihilation, and there are actually human forces who do not want to tide over the difficulties together, but instead sabotage the water control plan for their own selfishness, these people deserve to die.
Even if the people of the city are not the masters of the matter, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped.
Thousands of furnaces burned red, and hundreds of large and small soldering irons hung on each furnace.
One after another, the people of the city were held hostage by the sturdy warriors to the furnace, and the criminal officers dressed in black and wearing blood-colored belts around their waists picked up the soldering iron and burned a deep slave brand on their left and right cheeks.
Made of evil gold contaminated with the ancient poisonous gas of the center of the earth, coated with a secret witch potion, once branded on the flesh, it can not be washed away with any witch medicine.
Even if these people of Weishui City, who were relegated to slavery, cut off the flesh on their cheeks with knives, the slave brand would still sink deep into their bones.
In some extreme cases, some slaves with weaker flesh will even have this kind of slave breath imprinted on their own souls, and even after they are reincarnated, the face of the baby body will appear faintly recognizable slave characters.
Once this kind of baby appears in the human tribe, it will definitely be abandoned in the wild and devoured by tigers and wolves.
The crying was earth-shattering, and Ji Hao stood on the top of the mountain expressionlessly, overlooking the people of Weishui City who were kneeling on the ground and crying and begging for mercy all over the mountains below.
Men and women, young and old, good and evil, their lords have made wrong choices, and they must be punished.
Especially, in the midst of the crying, Ji Hao also heard the muttered prayers.
Many of the people of the city are still praying to the Ikebana and Wood Path people, praying that they can manifest their spirits to help them, and lead them into the boundless pure blessed land that the disciples of the Ikebana and Wood Path people boast of to them, and enjoy endless blessings forever.
On the square next to Ji Hao, a large number of animal skin scrolls depicting the true figures of the flower and wood people were piled up together.
Dozens of Terran warriors poured pungent scented oil on the animal skin scroll, and someone threw a torch at the scroll, and the fire burst into flames.
There are hundreds of millions of people in the territory of Weishui, with 20 people as a household, there are tens of millions of houses, and each house is enshrined in a picture scroll of flower and wood people, and the picture scrolls collected are also tens of millions.
Tens of millions of animal skins burned at the same time, and the fire made it impossible for people to get close.
Billowing black smoke rushed out of the fire, and a suffocating mana fluctuation suddenly erupted from the flames.
A muffled chant came, and wisps of golden light rose from the fire, and in the golden light, the wooden Taoist was faintly visible sitting under a linden tree, and the flower Taoist was smiling and standing behind him with a lotus flower twisted in his hand.
As soon as this vision came out, countless people of the city cried out as if they had seen a savior, and they struggled to kneel to the top of the mountain, kowtowing to the phantom of the flower and wood people, and begging the two to save themselves and their families hoarsely.
Ji Hao clearly saw that the thigh-thick power of faith in the void rushed up from the heads of those people of Huashui City, and countless gray-white faith powers gathered together, and they gathered into a thick purple-gold torrent, roaring towards the phantoms of the flower and wood people.
The phantoms of the flower and wood people suddenly moved, and the two of them showed a slight smile at the same time.
Hundreds of millions of people in the Shuishui Collar were killed, their own lords were killed, all the leaders were killed by Ji Hao in public, and everyone in their own family was going to be reduced to slaves, and it was the time when they were at a loss in the face of a desperate situation.
The two patriarchs they had been chattering about and worshipping on weekdays suddenly showed their true forms in the raging fire and black smoke, and while countless people cried and moved the sky, their belief in the two Taoists suddenly reached the level of madness.
The souls of the people of the human race are of course weak, but when they are the races favored by the luck of the Pangu world, when their beliefs suddenly reach the extreme, the souls of these people of the human race suddenly rise to some extreme realm.
At this moment, because of the guidance of the Ikebana people and the Mudao people, the souls of these people of the water collar became like a glass cast, hard and powerful, difficult for external demons to invade, and they continued to release incomparably precious firm beliefs, rolling towards the two Taoists.
The people of the water collar are like pigs, the flower and wood people are farmers who raise pigs, and Ji Hao has invisibly become a sharp knife and a helper for the flower and wood people to harvest the power of faith.
"How can you really treat the human race as a plaything" Ji Hao looked at the vision in the void that only he could see, and a vicious aura rushed straight to his head, he let out a long roar, and the Pangu bell flew into the air, with a roar, the Pangu bell turned into a hundred miles in size, and shrouded the phantom of the tall flower and wood road people.
The rolling power of faith roared, and the chaotic aura on the Pangu bell filled the air, turning into countless whirlpools and swallowing all the power of faith in one gulp.
No matter how much faith the people of the water territory generated, no matter how much faith they sent, Pangu Zhong unceremoniously accepted all the orders.
These powers of faith are dedicated to the Ikebana and Kidochi people, with a clear mark of faith.
But the bells in the Pangu bell rang out, and the bell shattered all the marks in the power of faith, and the colorful round tripod in Ji Hao's lower abdomen rotated happily, and the power of faith in purple gold continued to pour in, and the colorful divine flame revolved around the power of faith, and there were pure faith in purple gold in color and as heavy as mercury in condensation.
The Great Yen God shrank rapidly, and the three great avenues of the sun, the sun and the yin and the destruction suddenly burst out with ten thousand golden rays.
Ji Hao's body trembled violently, the countless avenue lines in his eyes flickered rapidly, and his comprehension of the three heavenly laws of Taiyin, Sun, and Destruction was advancing by leaps and bounds, and the avenues he comprehended with a flick of his fingers were comparable to all that he had obtained from three or five months of meditation on weekdays The power of his divine consciousness soared all the way, and there were bursts of lightning and thunder in his divine soul space, and the Great Yen God emitted immeasurable light, and his divine consciousness was completely condensed into substance, like a wave sweeping across the void.
Far away, on the vast water, the flower path man who was frantically chasing a dragon horse and a turtle suddenly shook his body, he turned around with a gloomy expression, and glanced in the direction of the water city.
"Ji Wu'er, you died so miserably; Ji Hao, you actually killed many of my people" The flower path man gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You still dare to take away the power of my brother's faith, it is simply too deceitful, even if you are a master of Yu and the rest of the Taoists, how dare you deceive me like this" It's the time to turn around, and Ryoma and Xuan Turtle have already run away, and they are about to get out of the sight of the flower path people.
The flower path man was startled, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Ryoma and the turtle fled, and a lotus petal on his body fell and flew into the air lightly: "All the disciples in my sect obey the order, concentrate all their strength, and kill Ji Hao at all costs" is to be continued
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