Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

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There was a slight noise from the light ball, and Wu Hui looked back warily, only to see a crack appearing on the surface of the light ball.

After a few seconds, the light ball was split from the middle and split into two halves!

Chu Yao woke up leisurely, with a smile still hidden in his sharp phoenix eyes.

Wu Hui was dazzled by a bright white light, and Chu Yao actually had a bronze dagger in his hand!

Did she just use this dagger to split the illusion?

Wu Hui quickly built a wall of light in front of her, but Chu Yao did not step forward, but stabbed three times with a dagger from a distance.

Three thick black mists like ink came. The first one destroyed Wu Hui's wall of light. The second one rushed straight into Wu Hui's chest. Wu Hui raised her arm to block it, but her right arm was cut off!

Her spiritual body was damaged and her divine power was greatly reduced, but the third black mist didn't give her any time to breathe and rushed towards her face!

At the critical moment, Wu Hui rolled backwards, and the black mist wiped her cheek, but it only shattered the statue behind her.

Wu Hui wiped the blood stains on her face, and there was still a trace of sinister evil in the blood that flowed out.

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a hairline difference." Wu Hui sneered and said loudly, "I'm just an ant, but I dare to go against God! I'll let you learn what God is today!"

Her left hand turned into a claw, and a strong suction suddenly erupted from her palm, sucking everything in front of her.

Chu Yao squatted down, nailed the dagger into the ground with one hand, and quickly made a talisman in the void with the other hand.

The golden light bound Wu Hui's left arm and legs like a rope. Wu Hui's facial features once again dissolved inward, revealing the huge eyeball!

The black eyes rotated 360 degrees. First, there was a sound of earth shattering coming from the top of the mountain, and then, the whole mountain began to shake!

A bottomless gap actually opened between Chu Yao and Wu Hui!

Countless innocent souls trapped in the mountain crawled out of the ditch. They had already lost their minds. With Wu Hui's wave of his hand, they rushed towards Chu Yao ferociously.

"You don't think I can only control illusions, do you?" Wu Hui smiled proudly, "I am the master of this mountain. I want it to collapse. No one dares to say 'no'. Who do I want?" Life, no one can survive to the next day! Hahahaha..."

Bang! ! !

The eyeballs on Wu Hui's face suddenly exploded, and her laughter stopped abruptly.

But Chu Yao had already neatly controlled the enemy soul, and the dagger had absorbed all the evil energy from the enemy soul, leaving not even a bit left.

"How could this happen..." Wu Hui's entire face was stained red with blood, as if she had fallen into a red paint bucket.

"The target of the evil spirit has never been you, but the statue behind you." Chu Yao smiled calmly.

Wu Hui, who was fighting against her, was a spirit. Even if her spirit was annihilated, as long as her body was still there, she would be resurrected given time.

And her true body is hidden in the statue in the middle.

"Why...why do you know...know..." Wu Hui turned her head with difficulty. She didn't realize when the man who came with Chu Yao ran behind her.

After the statue was broken, a human idol made of black stone was revealed. While Wu Hui and Chu Yao were fighting, Ji Jinchen took out the talisman that Chu Yao gave him.

Although he felt a pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart when he touched the stone statue, he still insisted on attaching the talisman.

"When the order comes, thunder will follow!"

Purple gold light shot out from Chu Yao's fingertips and hit the talisman with lightning speed, emitting an even more dazzling light.

The black stone on the outermost layer of the human idol melted into liquid, and inside was the mummy of a girl!

"Not only do I know that your true body is in the statue, but I also know where your evil power comes from." Chu Yao said with a smile, "Didn't you notice that after I entered the village at the foot of Sampa Mountain, your power It’s slowly fading away.”

Wu Hui's eyes were full of horror. Her power came from the belief of the villagers. There would be statues of her in the villagers' homes. If they worshiped every day, her power would increase.

In addition, she also instilled a belief in the villagers - three and multiples of three are auspicious numbers. Over time, people will use 3, 6, 9 in everything they do...

Every time they use these numbers, they invisibly increase the power of the three evil gods of Sampa Mountain.

"You broke the rules I made...Why, you are just a mortal, why do you have the power to rival me?!" Wu Hui roared in despair.

After her eyeball exploded, she also lost her vision. She could only fumble on the ground and crawl towards Chu Yao.

However, Chu Yao raised his hand gently and fired a mysterious fire talisman. The fierce fire burned the mummy to ashes, exuding a stench.

Wu Hui raised her head hard, looked at Chu Yao with blind eyes, and murmured: "You... you are not a human, you are not a human at all... you are..."

Before she could finish her words, she spewed blood and died.

……

"I...I'm still alive?"

"Why am I still alive! Shouldn't I be dead?"

"Where's the evil god! I've been under a death curse for ten days. Why don't you take my life?!"

"I am a sinner, anyone can kill me, kill me quickly!!!"

The children in the village looked at the man who looked crazy, crying and laughing, and grabbed his mother's hand in fear, "Mom, was that uncle stunned by the earthquake?"

"Ignore him, he's a lunatic. Let's leave quickly." The woman picked up her child and walked quickly back home.

Not long ago, a 7.0-magnitude earthquake occurred in Sampa Mountain. Houses at the foot of the mountain were completely collapsed. Fortunately, no one was injured or injured.

I don’t know when a homeless man in ragged clothes suddenly appeared in the village. He was sometimes dementia and sometimes crazy, and the villagers did not dare to approach him.

Some well-meaning villagers threw leftovers to him, but he wouldn't eat them and wouldn't sleep after nightfall.

No one knew his origin and identity. Only ignorant children pointed at him and said, "Look, does he look like the mountain god in the temple?"

The mountain god worshiped by their village is an eight-foot-tall and powerful god. It is said that he can calm all resentments and bear the pain of hell on behalf of the dead.

The so-called pain of hell is to relive the most painful experience in life over and over again. It is not until eighteen thousand times that the evil spirits can wash away their sins and be reincarnated again.

As for the number of innocent souls wandering around Sampa Mountain, they are probably more than the number of snowflakes piled on the top of the mountain.