Chapter 254 God, or a Monster

"Xiao Ba, I seem to feel the magic formation on the snake." Nan Xun said.

"It's no wonder that the sword is very evil, but I can't feel the slightest spiritual energy. It seems that there is a powerful evil spirit entangled in the sword." Xiao Ba reminded in the industry's conscience, "Nan Xun, the big boss is not simple. , you have to be careful in the future."

Nan Xun pouted: Use your words. Which world boss doesn't need to be careful?

Gong Moran took the blessing sword in Nan Xun's hand, and raised the sword abruptly to point to the sky.

Nan Xun was so close that he could even hear the rustling of the robe rubbing against the air.

The people who were kneeling and worshiping looked at it from a distance and looked excited.

All the envoys of the Three Kingdoms stared at the strange-looking Nanyun State teacher, only Qi Hengqing stared at Nan Xun for a long time, and the meaning of his eyes was unclear.

"Take a sacrifice." Gong Moran raised his sword.

He obviously only moved his thin lips slightly, and his voice was flat and cold, but more than that, his voice seemed to be amplified by something, and it resounded over the entire school grounds.

The voice fell, and on a small road opened at the other end of the crowd, there were nine large inner guards who were each leading a man in black.

These are the live assassins who assassinated the National Teacher yesterday.

They were escorted to the National Teacher and lined up one by one.

The assassins looked at the man in front of him with a pool of stagnant water in his indifferent eyes, filled with fear in their hearts.

Gong Moran suddenly curled the corners of his lips, his dead eyes were lined with this creepy smile, which was really unspeakable.

Suddenly, the long sword wrapped around the snake was lifted a little by him and pointed at the first person's chest.

The assassin didn't want to live, and even wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide, but these people twisted his jaw, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to bite his tongue.

The assassin watched helplessly as the god-like man in front of him stabbed that strange long sword... into his chest with indifference on his face.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, terrified.

Why, why did he hear something sucking his blood?

It was that sword, and the snake wrapped around the sword was actually sucking blood from his heart!

What kind of god is this person in front of him, he is clearly a...monster.

He wanted to speak, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't speak.

A stab.

Gong Moran pulled out the sword expressionlessly.

The man was staring with wide eyes until he died, as if he was scared to death.

The blood-stained sword started from the tip of the sword, and the blood automatically gathered in the mouth of the snake.

Not long after, the soaring snake wrapped around the sword turned into a whole light red, with radiance flowing, and it was extremely strange.

And the sword body did not touch blood and was restored to its original state.

Gong Moran stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and lowered his eyes to look at the light red body of the snake, revealing a strange aura all over his body.

Nan Xun stared at him intently, frowning even tighter.

Xiao Ba screamed, "The current big boss looks so scary and perverted."

Nan Xun hummed expressionlessly, "I think so too."

Until the big boss killed the last assassin, the snake body on the long sword had completely turned blood red.

The blood flowed from the snake, and the snake seemed to be alive.

The princes and ministers who were close by had already seen sweat on their foreheads.

This time, offering sacrifices to the heavens and praying for blessings is different from the previous times. This time, it makes people feel a kind of creepy feeling for no reason.

Gong Moran returned to the altar with the snake-wrapped long sword in hand.

With just one gesture, Gong Da then presented the previously drawn talisman paper, while Gong Liu inserted a thick incense stick into the big tripod on the altar.

When it was over, the two of them resigned respectfully.

Gong Moran flicked his long sleeves, and the incense in the altar did not ignite spontaneously.

The cigarette curled up, and the smell of sandalwood immediately dissipated.

The pleasant fragrance dispelled the creepy and eerie feeling in the hearts of everyone just now.

"Sacrificing to Heaven." Gong Moran said.

In an instant, all the civil and military officials looked over without blinking. Some of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms stretched their necks in a gaffe.

Gong Moran pointed the long sword in his hand at the cauldron, and the snake head on the tip of the sword was aimed at the sand in the cauldron.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

The blood-red Teng Snake suddenly opened its mouth wide, and a blood mist spewed from the mouth of the snake.

The brown sand in the cauldron was shrouded in blood mist, and was soon dyed red.

And the swirling fragrance mist also slowly took on a bloody aura.

Xiao Ba was stunned, and asked Nan Xun, "Aren't you very proficient in witchcraft and magic, what is the big boss doing?"

Nan Xun said lightly: "Sacrificing to the sky and praying for blessings, didn't you say it before?"

Hachi:  …

"Mao's sacrifice to the sky and praying for blessings, is there such a horrible person?"

Nan Xun pursed his lips, and said with deep eyes: "I really want to blow his head, and use the forbidden technique in witchcraft at every turn. Does he think that Wanjian pierces the heart is not enough to die!"

Hachi:  …

Under the eyes of all the people, Gong Moran raised his sword and said, "Above the sky, I present the blood of sinners. May the sky turn sins into blessings and benefit my thousands of people in Nanyun Kingdom."

That voice resounded through the sky like a bell, and spread all over the west.

The people had all fallen to the ground in awe.

The fragrance mist automatically gathered into a huge gathering spirit formation in midair, and Gong Moran burned the first talisman paper.

In an instant, the cloudless sunny day was shrouded in black clouds.

The second talisman paper burned, and a wrist-thick divine thunder fell from the sky. It is said that it is called the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which can destroy all evil in the world.

Strong winds, lightning and thunder.

At this time, even Qi Hengqing, who never believed in ghosts and gods, had a look of great shock in his eyes.

The third talisman paper burned, and it rained heavily in the sky.

What is even more bizarre is that the heavy rain avoided the school grounds and started pouring down from outside the school grounds.

The people were instantly drenched in soup, but they were so excited they couldn't help themselves.

"It's the blessing that the National Teacher asked God for, these rains are blessings!" a commoner said.

The people directly raised their heads and drank the rainwater into their stomachs. Before anyone wise came, they prepared the jars, and they were holding the jars to receive water at the moment.

When Gong Moran held the sword and drew an arc in the air, the downpour stopped when it said to stop.

The man dressed in white nodded towards the old king and said, "Your Majesty, the ministers have finished offering sacrifices to the heavens and praying for blessings, and blessings have come to all the territory of our Nanyun Kingdom. This year, our Nanyun Kingdom will surely have good weather and prosperity for the country and the people."

The old king brushed his beard with his hands and shouted, "Okay, okay!"

On the school ground, the old monarch was in a good mood, and the ministers shouted, "Long live the emperor, thousands of lives for the national teacher—"

At the end of the ceremony, the old monarch of Nanyun Kingdom took the lead in getting on the dragon and left, while the national teacher got on the luxurious white car, surrounded by several disciples of Mo Rantang.

The envoys of the Three Kingdoms and civil and military officials followed and left.

A strange hall of worshiping the heavens and praying for blessings made the envoys of the Three Kingdoms have different thoughts.

Qi Hengqing's eyes fell on the woman in white on the side of the white sedan chair, and moved slightly.

He didn't know that Miss Qiangwei had become a disciple of Mo Rantang.

It seems that he is going to change his strategy.