An unknown island in the East China Sea has been built into a water city. Apart from the specific entrances, there is no passage that can enter it normally.

At the same time, the central structure of this water city is also very interesting. At the front is the Torii unique to Fusang, followed by a thick straw rope made of white "中"-shaped paper tape, and a not-short temple, which is a typical shrine layout.

At the end of the temple is the temple. In the Fusang Shinto philosophy, this place is the place where gods live, and it is a place where mortals are not allowed to enter it.

But this water city was obviously not built by ordinary people. There were two hideous men guarding the outside of the hall. Inside, there was a handsome man lying over the bones. He had long red and black hair, a pair of sharp corners on his forehead, holding a white bone wine cup in his hand, and tasting blood wine with minced meat.

"Your Highness, the people from Bailu City are here."

Another elegant man holding a bat fan in his hand and wearing a high black crown spoke softly. He looked at the gate of the hall where a middle-aged man dressed as a Middle-earth butler stood.

The handsome man drank the bloody wine in his glass and spoke with a blushing face: "Let him come in!"

The two guards outside the hall heard that they asked to take back the weapons in their hands. The middle-aged man immediately walked into it and kowtowed to the handsome man above and said, "I have seen the great god of Shuitun. This is the sacrifice we brought to the great god this time."

As he said that, the middle-aged man took out a small incense burner from his arms and gently opened it. A stream of pure willpower surged out and overflowed around, activating the function of the shrine.

Of course, the identity of the owner here is destined to be no sacred feeling after the shrine is activated. Instead, with the emergence of the power of wishes, a faint mist surged from the body of the boy Shuitun above, and the whine of various mortals, as well as countless women, whether happy or screaming, were constantly heard.

In addition, streams of blood-red wine flowed out from the white bones under the boy Shuitun. The Fusang monks surrounding the water city stood up one after another. Behind them, streams of light gray mist also emerged, and various strange-shaped demons continued to appear.

The most powerful ones appeared outside the hall, devouring the overflowing power of wishes and the bloody wine flowing out.

Behind them, there were numb or flattering people, pulling out the terrified children who followed the housekeeper here from the side, taking out their weapons, cutting off their limbs, and chopping off their heads in their extreme fear and pain, putting them into the wine jar.

Give this blood wine full of fear and death to the monks according to the level.

"Sure enough, the people in Middle Earth taste good. Whether it is the taste of blood, the emotions emitted, or the quality of their flesh, I still have so fascinated me after eating it so many times. It's a pity that these people are a little too old, and only those newborn children are the most delicious."

A white-haired woman with a ghost girl from the Kurotsuka appeared behind her bit her broken arm and drank blood from the alcohol. She collapsed on the ground half drunk.

"Sir Anzhen, where are you?"

Another woman who was also drunk was held in her arms by a snake-tailed banshee, muttering in a blurred look, and a faint poisonous fire continued to emerge from her mouth and nose, scaring the monks around her to frighten.

"I want those unfaithful people more than these things!"

The woman who is also devouring flesh and blood and condenses the person of a new woman will eat more elegantly. If she does not pay attention to the image of a spider-woman behind her under the stimulation of blood and wine, the power of will and flesh, and the things she devours, it really feels like a lady from a wealthy family.

Compared to these banshees, Shuitun Boy who was staying in this hall quickly stabilized his state, but under the influence of his will, deep or shallow red patterns appeared on his body.

In the understanding of Fusang Shinto, these patterns are called red makeup lines, similar to divine characters, and are one of the representative characteristics of Fusang gods.

Such patterns appeared on the body of the boy Shuitun, which undoubtedly means that this person has already entered the Shinto. According to Fusang, he is transforming from a monster to a god of misfortune.

"It's a pity that I still don't have enough believers, otherwise I would be able to go further and break through the limitations of the fifth-grade unique spirit ghost king, Shuitun Boy, and become the fourth-grade unique spirit god, Shuitun Boy."

The boy Shuitun looked at the red makeup line that was dissipating little by little with his will and his body became indifferent little by little, and then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "To put it bluntly, why are you here this time?"

"The new immortal road garrison has arrived. The influence we received on the sacrifices prepared for the Great God of Shuitun, and the relatives given by the Great God of Shuitun were also...."

Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, a burst of roar came from the sky, and then thunder flashed, turning into an electric snake and falling from the sky.

"So brave!" Seeing this, the boy Shuitun looked slightly angry and stood up suddenly. Countless scarlet wine surged out of the bones under him.

At the same time, the floor of the temple was broken, and the middle-aged man had no time to beg for mercy, so he was covered with countless blood. Then his skin ulcerated, his bones melted, and his blood quickly spread out along with the blood that was like a river breaking ice.

Fusang monks who had condensed the person of demons from the outside stood up and were about to take action. The children who were originally devoured by them turned from their flesh to steamed buns that emitted the fragrance of medicine.

In the faint fragrance, these monks were soft and unable to move, and could only fall into the scarlet wine. They were quickly melted by the devourous demonic aura of the boy who was so devoured, mixed into it, and became part of the wine.

"Huh?" The boy Shuitun looked at the changes around him and suddenly realized that something was wrong. The dead men had a strange medicinal property in the melted flesh and blood. With the medicinal property contained in the steamed buns, they were constantly eroding his power, making him a little drowsy.

The Shuitun boy, whose perception was severely disturbed, could not help but be half a step slower even when facing the thunder falling from the sky.

But just as the other party was about to be killed, Onmyoji, who had been standing behind him, suddenly took action. A flash of inspiration appeared in his hand, and a human skin drum appeared with several gold and silver bells on it.

Swaying gently, the Yin and Thunder surged. With the help of the two poles of Yin and Yang, the falling electric snake was led to the direction and gathered around him.

Thunderbolts flashed, and the gold and silver bells on the human skin drum made a harsh sound, and tiny cracks appeared on the human skin drum. Onmyoji's face changed slightly, and he raised his hand with difficulty, hit the human skin drum in his hand, making a series of pleasant sounds, and whispered to Yu Chen in the sky: "Yin and Yang Wuji-Thunder Drum Style!"

As the words fell, the sound of drums turned into thunder, and the yin and yang were mixed together, turning into thunder dragons from bottom to top, pounced on Yuchen, trying to strangle them.

"Good job!" The boy from Shuitun laughed. After abandoning most of the wine around him, he returned to normal and looked at Yuchen, who was riding a seven-color deer above, showing a happy expression.

"The sixth-grade unique real person and the sixth-grade unique auspicious beast person are just right. I accidentally ate the Black Tomb Ghost Girl and the others. Now I'm swallowing you two, which should be enough for me to break through the limit!"

After saying that, bones crawled out of the remaining scarlet wine.

What is frightening is that these bones all have a condensed aura of personality, most of which are ninth-grade warriors, squaws and ninjas, and some eighth-grade Onmyoji and monks, as well as a few seventh-grade demons and monks.

The most powerful ones are the Black Tomb Ghost Girl, the Xinluo Woman, Qingji, two sixth-grade Zen Masters holding a bowl of Zen Staff, and two sixth-grade real people wearing Taoist robes.

The power of these skeletons continued to gather on the body of the boy Shuitun, turning into a black and red breath, making the aura of chaos on his body stronger and stronger. The entire island water city would turn into a ghost creature.

Yu Chen, sitting on the back of the seven-colored deer, looked at the cramped numb crowds on the edge of the Water City, and his eyes became colder.

The seven-colored deer slowly fell down. When his feet stepped on the ground, a sacred breath emanated, purifying the evil spirits around him, and competing with the boy Shuitun for control of Qishuicheng.

And behind the seven-colored deer's head, the five-colored glow turned, stirring the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and the five elements of the Onmyoji suddenly brushed over.

He raised his hand to beat the human skin drum in his hand, and his body danced on the wine. Tiepa paper flew out and landed on the bones. The originally incomplete person was repaired. Under the control of Onmyoji, he blocked his body and turned into a wall of bones to block the sunshine.

At the same time, Onmyoji outlined his fingers, took in the breath of the sage, and whispered: "Curse killing the vampire!"

Blood-colored dead souls flew out of the blood wine evolved from the Shuitun boy, and rushed towards Yuchen and the Seven-Colored Deer one after another. These dead souls carried a strong dirty aura on their bodies. As soon as they entered the Qingsheng Realm evolved from the Seven-Colored Deer, they had a violent reaction.

Qingji, Xinluo and Black Tomb Guinu who were beside Shuitun Boy also flew up and rushed to the place where Yuchen was, leaving two real people and two Zen masters to protect themselves.

Qing Ji, who turned into white bones, opened her mouth and sprayed a stream of flames carrying toxicity, anger, obsession and death breath; the new wife sprayed a spider web with bone spurs; the last ghost girl in the black tomb took out a hatchet, differentiated into shadows, and approached Yu Chen.

Seeing this scene, Yu Chen raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and lightning flashed at his fingertips. Thunders in the sky were triggered by it, turning into silver-white electric snakes and falling down.

"Go to die!" In the low of Onmyoji, several yakshas suddenly flew out of the crowd protected by Yuchen, holding weapons in hand and stabbed Yuchen at the vital point.

During this period, a young man in the crowd jumped up suddenly and wanted to stop a yaksha, but was knocked away by him.

"Your yakshas are coming and going without a trace. If you stay in the crowd, I am still worried that you will hurt the innocent, but if you ask them to attack me, you will be seeking death!"

The sunset rises between Yuchen's five fingers, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and the vital energy of gold and wood, fire, earth and earth rotates.

The seven-colored deer also raised its head, driving the changes of the five elements. The two are combined and evolved into five-color apertures of large and small, shattering all the fallen attacks and confiscating towards Onmyoji and Shuitun Boy.

"I want to kill me too? I'm delusional!"

The boy Shuitun had already felt great danger and couldn't help but show a ferocious look on his face, ghost energy, death energy, corpse energy, and blood energy mixed with the wine, turning into many barriers, trying to stop Yu Chen's attack.

But Yu Chen shook his body and directly crossed the barrier. He pressed his face with a slap. The five-colored glowing lights rotated, and the thunderous lightning gathered. After a series of harsh sounds, Yu Chen slowly let go of his hand and let the unrecognizable boy Shuitun collapse on the ground.

The power he used just now did not exceed the limit of the sixth grade, but there was no consumption inside, and the damage caused was far greater than that of ordinary sixth grade real people.

He turned to look at the Onmyoji, and before the other party took action, a sword weapon appeared in his hand and waved it lightly.

When the Onmyoji's body and head were separated, a blood light rose not far away from him. A person with a face that was as good as the Onmyoji, but more feminine and a woman-like body fell to the ground, and his head was spinning on the ground, stained with some bloody wine left by the boy who was drunk and melted little by little.

"So disgusting!" The seven-colored deer walked to the boy Shuitun and stepped on it with a sudden kick. It was already under Yu Chen's thunder just now, and the person was broken. The boy Shuitun who was close to death had no ability to resist and was trampled to death by the seven-colored deer.

The fifth-grade unique spirit ghost king, Shuitun, was also purified by most of the auspicious aura condensed on his feet, turning into a resource for the progress of the seven-color deer.

Yu Chen himself gathered the bones together, led out the remaining spirituality and sent it into the samsara.

After doing all this, Yuchen and the seven-colored deer came to the group of people who were captured by the Shuiten Boys and lived in the water city as slaves.

Most of these people are Middle-earth people, and a small number are Fusang people.

Among them, the one who wanted to stop Yasha was a Fusang boy. At this moment, he fell to the ground, bleeding kept flowing from his chest, and the people next to him were just watching numbly.

After Yuchen and the seven-colored deer arrived, these people just hid beside each other in fear. Many of them knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Yuchen. Strands of devout faith containing fear rose up and gathered to Yuchen.

After Yu Chen squatted down and rescued the boy, more people knelt down, but the wish they contributed still contained a lot of fear. The seven-colored deer was very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but step back and forth, asking Yu Chen, "What's wrong with them?"

"These people should be descendants of those who were plundered here fifty or sixty years ago. Because they have no inheritance, they just passively accept some knowledge of faith. In addition, the people around them are killed from time to time, and have become accustomed to the numbness of death. They are the lambs raised by the demons here."

Yu Chen told the facts in a plain tone, but his hands were uncontrollably exerted force and hurt the boy.

It was also at this time that a magic power gushed out of Yuchen's hand and injected into the boy's body. Before a certain breath in his body could react, it suppressed it.

"What's wrong?" The seven-colored deer noticed Yu Chen's magic fluctuations and looked at the boy curiously.

Yuchen let go of his hand, as if he did nothing, and said calmly: "It's nothing. I'll get here after the Zhao family's ship is here. Let's go to the next place first."

After saying that, Yu Chen called Bai Lu again and told the other party to look after these people, so he rode on the back of the seven-colored deer. The deer also stomped his feet, and auspicious clouds rose under his feet, holding him and Yu Chen to the next island where there might be a dwarf.

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