Resurrection of Reiki: All the Buddhas of Susata will not even think about living.

He couldn't beat Bai Ye [-]%, with his small body, he might be crushed by a punch as soon as he stepped up.

Perhaps relying on his background as a fifth-order powerhouse, he could barely bear Bai Ye's punch and leave himself a dead body.

After figuring out his situation, the cultist immediately wanted to escape.

36 meter, go is the best policy.

Where there is life, there is hope.

As long as he is still alive, with his mouth alone, it won't take long for him to condense another [-] cult members.

With this in mind, the cultist lecturer immediately retreated into the crowd, trying to escape from this place.

With so many cultists carrying guns for him in front to attract firepower, he should not be discovered by Bai Ye if he slipped away quietly.

However, just as he turned around and wanted to speed up to leave this place secretly, an extremely thick wooden stake suddenly broke through the ground, rolled up the cultist lecturer and hung him in the air.

Bai Ye, who was in the crowd of cultists, suddenly stopped his figure and looked towards the direction of the cultist lecturer, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

As the cultist lecturer is the only fifth-level existence here, how could Bai Ye not pay attention to his movements?

Although Bai Ye had been killing all directions in the crowd just now, Bai Ye always kept some energy on this cultist lecturer, for fear that this old boy would take the opportunity to sneak attack.

But what Bai Ye didn't expect was that the lecturer of this cultist was so cowardly, Bai Ye stared at him for a long time, and he didn't even intend to do anything to him.

In the end, he even secretly wanted to leave everyone behind and run away alone.

To be honest, since Bai Ye started hunting heretics, it was the first time he saw such a cowardly cultist.

And this guy turned out to be a cultist lecturer and bishop.

This really refreshed Bai Ye's values.

He originally thought that the lecturers and bishops of the heretics were special believers in their evil gods, and would rather die than surrender.

Now it seems that these archbishops' belief in their evil gods is not as good as those pagans with lower spiritual ranks.

After seeing Bai Ye's mocking and humiliating eyes, the pagan lecturer was so angry that his entire face turned red with liver.

He didn't expect that Bai Ye could find him even after he was hiding in the crowd so far behind.

Realizing that he would not be able to survive unless he got rid of Bai Ye, the cultist lecturer was overwhelmed, and planned to fight Bai Ye directly to the end.

At this point, even if he tried to escape, it was useless.

"Children, in order to kill this monster, and for the sake of your companions who are still alive, quickly sing the Dark Sonata given to you by Lord Cthulhu!"

"Only the movement given to us by Lord Cthulhu can defeat all difficulties!"

The cultist lecturer at this moment, in order to save his own life, has completely ignored other things.

If the cultists here collectively play the Dark Sonata, their consequences will definitely be very miserable.

Their ending is either to embrace death, or life is worse than death.

But in order to let the cultists present play a role and trap Bai Ye, the cultist lecturer couldn't care less.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

As long as he can live, how can he care about other things?

The heretic bishop obviously has a very detached position among the heretics.

After hearing his words, all the people present took out the music in their pockets, put them on their chests and began to chant reverently.

The horror of the Dark Sonata is here, it is just a score, and it is a score that anyone can play.

No matter what instrument is used, flute, piano, or violin, or even a cappella, it can be played.

From an 80-year-old man to a young child who has just learned to speak.

As long as he is a living person, he can play it out.

Although the symbols of the Dark Sonata are distorted and complicated, they can be understood by everyone who comes into contact with him. Even a guy who has never studied music and sheet music can still sing while looking at the sheet music.

This is where the real horror of the Dark Sonata lies. The versatility of this score is really too strong.

Chapter 137 Blood Sun

Bewitched by the cultist lecturer, all the cultists present hummed along with the rhythm on the score.

Hundreds of people sang a rhythm together, and the eerie melody of the dark sonata immediately lingered in the entire village.

Under the chanting of a crowd of heretics, the dark sonata this time is far more terrifying than what Bai Ye encountered last time.

The moment this group of cultists began to sing this dark sonata together, a strange wind suddenly blew through the entire village.

The smell of blood filled the audience.

The group of cultists who participated in the chorus noticed something strange in their bodies the moment they started singing.

Accompanied by the rhythm played by this dark sonata, their bodies are twisting and deforming.

Their bodies at this moment are like plasticine, being twisted and folded by an invisible force.

Among them, some people's limbs will be twisted into twists, and their flesh and bones will be twisted to the melody of the dark sonata.

Their limbs were ripped off on the spot, and blood was spattered everywhere.

Although their spirits are intact, they don't feel any pain at all.

Seeing the miserable situation of these companions around them, even if the group of cultists wanted to stop the chorus, they couldn't do it.

Because they discovered to their horror that they could no longer control their mouths at this moment, and their vocal cords no longer belonged to them.

As the dark sonata continued, more terrifying changes began to appear on their bodies.

The skin on their body surface is like a banana peel, quietly slipping off, revealing the plump muscle tissue and fat under the skin.

Even with the skin off their bodies, these cultists still couldn't stop singing in their mouths.

Seeing the terrifying scene in front of him, Bai Ye's heart sank.

Because just now, he almost couldn't hold back himself, and sang along with the group of heretics.

At this moment, the picture that appeared in front of Bai Ye's eyes was not an exaggeration even if it was described as a hell on earth.

These cultists are clearly hopeless.

That dark sonata is like a nuclear explosion button, once you open your mouth to sing, there is no hope of surviving.

The most outrageous thing was that, as the group of cultists sang, the bishop of the cultist who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape unexpectedly also sang the Dark Sonata along with him.

When the cultist lecturer sang the first line, he reacted.

But it was too late.

Affected by the chorus of the surrounding dark sonata, even if his strength has reached the fifth level, it is still difficult to stop his voice.

In desperation, the heretic bishop turned his heart away, raised his arm, and grabbed at his throat.

The sharp claws penetrated into the throat, and under one blow, he actually tore out his own throat and vocal belt.

A huge blood hole suddenly appeared on his neck and throat, dripping with blood.

Although it looks painful, the effect of this trick is really significant.

After one move, the lecturer of the cultist really stopped singing the Dark Sonata.

Because the vitality of the fifth-order powerhouse has reached a level far exceeding that of ordinary people, the cultist lecturer did not die even after suffering such a severe injury.

He looked at the cultists who looked like crazy demons around him, and he raised his footsteps and wanted to leave here.

But just when he wanted to escape here, a wooden thorn suddenly pierced his heart and pierced out from his chest.

The cultist lecturer looked at the wooden thorn on his chest, his eyes glared, but he couldn't make any sound.

After all, his vocal cords had been dug out by himself a long time ago.

The moment the wooden thorn pierced into the chest, the spirit-drawing cutting technique was activated immediately.

Countless fine wooden thorns are like steel wool balls, wandering through the body of the cultist lecturer, destroying his internal organs.

While the spiritual power in his body was being absorbed, he also suffered such a fatal injury. Even if he was a fifth-level ability user, he was powerless.

The cultist lecturer tilted his head and fell on the spot.

(Ding, the host kills a fifth-order powerhouse, and gets the kill value x550!)

Bai Ye looked at the cultist lecturer who fell to the ground in front of him, expressionless.

Still want to run?Did you ask me?

Bai Ye looked at the group of heretics who continued to go mad around him, clapped his hands together, and the wood escape and wood world descended and activated instantly.

Under the influence of the arrival of the wood world, the topography of the entire village was completely changed, turning into a huge virgin forest.

Bai Ye could sense that if these cultists were allowed to continue singing, even more unfortunate things would definitely happen.

Therefore, Bai Ye must grind them all into dust before then!

The moment the tree world descended, countless wooden stakes soared up, entangled every inhuman cultist together, and sent out the cuttings immediately.

At this moment, the bodies of hundreds of cultists were simultaneously pierced into hornets' nests.

A large amount of spiritual power absorbed by Mu Dun fed Bai Ye continuously, so that the spiritual power in Bai Ye's body returned to its full state in an instant, and it was still climbing upwards, increasing Bai Ye's spiritual level and the total amount of spiritual power in his body.

These cultists singing the dark sonata were completely unable to control their bodies at this moment. They allowed Bai Ye to use the wooden escape to pierce and draw spirits, but they still couldn't stop singing in their mouths.

Even with only one head left in their body, they can still make a faint melody.

Under the influence of Dark Sonata, they can no longer even be called human beings, they have become undead monsters.

After seeing their horror, Bai Ye turned his heart away, and simply crushed their bodies and heads into minced meat!

With the help of the continuous supply of spiritual power in the body, when Bai Ye moved his thoughts, two huge wooden dragons appeared on the ground.

At this moment, there are already three wooden dragons coiled on the battlefield.

Under Bai Ye's command, the three wooden dragons were like rolling pins, repeatedly rolling towards those cultists.

Under Bai Ye's attack, the skulls of these cultists were flattened and stuck to the ground, flat, unable to make any sound anymore.

Under this continuous crushing, the color of the body surface of the three wooden dragons summoned by Bai Ye changed from dark green to dark red, with blood stains and bone and flesh mud all over the body surface.

Just when Bai Ye thought that this was the end of the matter, a huge sacrificial magic circle suddenly flashed under the entire village.

Under Bai Ye's shocked gaze, all the blood and flesh mud turned into by those cultists were gathered and condensed in the center of the formation.

The moment the formation appeared, Bai Ye felt that the sky in the whole town seemed to have darkened a lot.

The scorching sun in the sky dimmed and turned into a blood-like crimson color, illuminating the entire earth scarlet.

Chapter 138 Interrupting spellcasting, Outer God

As the bloody formation continued to flash, the mass of flesh and bones gathered in the center of the formation was also continuously boiling.

In the center of the scarlet magic circle, this mass of flesh and blood condensed from hundreds of people seemed to have life, and began to expand and contract regularly, like a heartbeat, constantly trembling.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Ye couldn't help being speechless.

Are these cultists really sick, and they like to set up blood sacrifice formations in the place where they live?

Does this mean that after his lair is destroyed, he can still contribute the last share of light and heat to his Lord Cthulhu?

Regarding this, Bai Ye was already unable to complain.

He didn't know whether he should say that this group of cultists were really dedicated, or that they were obsessed with ghosts and extremely crazy.

As the ball of meat continued to shrink, the aura emanating from it was soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the aura of the meat ball soared from the fifth level to over the sixth level. As time went by, the aura of this rotten meat was even climbing towards the seventh level.

When Bai Ye saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The danger of this mass of flesh and blood is extremely high, and it cannot be allowed to squirm.

Bai Ye had to go directly up and interrupt his charging and casting spells!

With a crisp sound of sonic boom, Bai Ye's body left the spot in an instant, and with full firepower, a punch of Subduing Dragon Fist came towards the squirming mass of flesh and blood.

At the same time, the surrounding wooden world also turned into wooden handcuffs with no dead ends at this moment, which stuck the huge deformed piece of meat in place, preventing it from moving.

Under Bai Ye's accumulated punches, the entire huge piece of flesh was beaten and trembled, like a gigantic slime, trembling in place.