Chapter 391 Serious Conflicts Among Cults

Jiang Zhong held the spear in his hand tightly, his eyes were glaring with anger, and blood slowly flowed from the wound on his arm to the barrel of the gun, eventually dripping to the ground and disappearing without a trace.

Xu Songke was also in a state of embarrassment at the moment, but his eyes were bright, his face showed an unexpected calmness, and the long sword in his hand had condensed into a thick layer of frost.

"It looks like we're going to end up here today."

"Tch, let's compete since childhood. I really don't want to win this time. I'll cover you later. The opponent is a little swollen now. Take advantage of this and run to the center of the city quickly to find Teacher Yan. Those People are not opponents.”

Jiang Zhong turned the gun barrel in his hand, and flames burned at the tip of the gun, like a mighty golden dragon.

"Haha, how can a man live in this world and live an ignoble existence? If the man named Jiang has a next life, we will still be our rivals."

Xu Songke's sword revealed a coldness that penetrated into his bones, just like his heart at the moment.

Jiang Zhong smiled helplessly, "Okay, I guess your broken body won't be able to run very far before they catch you, so you might as well give it a try."

The teammates who were following them fell in a pool of blood and lost their lives, and their enemies were also extremely powerful. Now only the two of them were left to depend on each other.

There are three people on the other side, and the leader seems to be a third-level person with an unknown occupation.

There were originally six people in the team, but after killing four of them, he was not allowed to make a serious move. The coercion he exuded was enough to scare everyone.

The remaining two are weaker, but their abilities are also very strange. One is a gravedigger and the other is a fighter.

A man who is a gravedigger by profession. His hair is tied up high. His eyes are slightly sunken and his eyebrows are interrupted. His face looks like a wolf and a tiger. He wears a necklace of bones from an unknown animal around his neck and holds a double-headed weapon. Snake wrapped staff.

He was wearing a particularly thick coat, and there seemed to be something hidden under the coat.

He stared at the two people with wide eyes, surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm almost dead, why do you still talk so much? Oh my God, is this a friend in need? It's so enjoyable, it makes people jealous of this brotherhood, I can't bear to do it! "

The man wearing a spider mask slowly said: "Zhabo, please pay attention to your words, you may scare these new friends." Then he walked forward and said softly: "You are very strong, I admire you very much, and I am willing to work again." Give you a chance to submit to the Lord in Yellow."

Zabodo sarcastically said: "I clean up useless things all the time. Is there such a shortage of people in the Huayi Cult? There are people with self-respect across the street, and their eyes are really beautiful. Although the bald head is a little ugly, they are His eyes are full of perseverance and anger that I particularly like. If he were one of his own, it would be difficult to start with."

Another man who looked a little timid said: "Maybe... you have a point, but living is more important. I also respect the strong. Although it is not good to join a cult, you have no choice but to surrender. We will all be friends in the future.”

The elder in red really didn't want to deal with the two idiots from other sects. If he hadn't cooperated temporarily now, he might have been interested in killing the other two people. Of course, if one of them seemed to be incapable of being killed, he would be even more interested.

"I have a lot of patience. Of course, don't pretend to surrender. To join us, you have to sign a contract, which means you have to sacrifice your soul as a bargaining chip. What do you two think about it? These two are not as easy to talk to as I am."

Jiang Zhong cursed directly, with a ferocious expression on his face, "Your grandma is a bear. Since ancient times, sons have always knelt down to their fathers. How can a father kneel down to his son?"

Xu Songke laughed: "It's useless to talk more. We, righteous men, will never give in to the devil!"

The elder in red praised and said: "Very good, very courageous. I appreciate your stupidity, so I will not interfere in this battle. Two against two is fair."

Then he whispered to the gravedigger next to him: "Be gentle and don't kill them. If they are going to die, I will use you as a puppet. Do you understand?"

Zabodu scratched his hair in annoyance, "Ah, damn it, such an exquisite collection has no chance for me, forget it, anyway, there are many people coming to their school this time, and I will always meet one I like, um, We will definitely meet them, we will definitely meet them, it should be more than just these two."

He looked dazed, but suddenly became serious again the next second.

"Then do you owe me a favor?"

The elder in red just said lightly, "You have no room for bargaining."

"Tch! People in the Huayi Sect don't follow the rules. I'm going to ask the sect for a copy of you when I get back."

"Whatever, there is no need for the Painful Miracle Cult to go to war with me over a member of the Five Religions."

Zabodo yelled resentfully: "Ah, what, you only look at the present, my talent is very high, you must be 80 years old, and I am only 30 years old!"

"It's so noisy."

The elder in red made a sound and pointed at a black ball that appeared on the spot. It exploded instantly and blew Zabodo into the sky.

"Here's a lesson, be quiet you idiot."

Zabodo quickly got up from the ground, and then groped his whole body with his hands.

"Ah, it hurts so much. This kind of pain feels so good! Our relationship is finally over. Sooner or later, I will take off your mask and slap you in the face."

The timid man next to him stepped forward and said: "Okay, everyone is a member of the Twelve Blood Moon Society. Don't get into a fight over this kind of thing. Those who have been assigned tasks by above are all members of the same family who value peace. Don't be so hateful. And With outsiders still present, it’s easy for others to laugh.”

The elder in red said arrogantly: "Oh, my Lord, Holy Ming, how can I be confused with you? It's really funny. Sooner or later, the world will welcome the arrival of the King in Yellow again, and by then I will no longer tolerate you mentally retarded people. ”

As soon as these words came out, the man who broke up the fight lowered his head, looking a little disappointed.

"I thought everyone who joined the same church were friends."

Zabodo came over, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Hey, brother Changsheng, there is no need to be so discouraged. We are not the same as him. Some self-righteous cults dare not admit frankly. They are all sewers in the same place. Rat, why are you so superior?"

The red-clothed elder retorted: "Haha, my religion is different from yours. We were framed, and you are really humble and shameless. My Lord is benevolent to the world, unlike you who only bring pain and disaster."

He looked at the timid man again, and said with contempt in his eyes: "As for the Blood Lotus Sect, I was surprised to get into the Twelve Blood Moon Society."

In fact, both Xu Songke and Jiang Zhong were slightly confused, thinking that the other party was from the same sect, but in fact it was three cults gathered together. No wonder the contradiction was so strong.

Li Xiaoming, who was watching with Bai Jing in the distance, was also confused by Monk Zhang Er.

"What's going on with them? They seem to be quarreling?"

Bai Jing took a look at their clothes and could probably tell which three sects they were.

"I am also surprised that these three sects, the Painful Miracle Sect, the Flower Clothes Sect and the Blood Lotus Sect, can cooperate. It seems that the enemy's purpose this time is very dangerous."

There are many sects in the Twelve Blood Moon Society who were forced to join. The reason is that some idiotic cult actually dared to assassinate the emperor and almost succeeded. Others were just fooling around, spreading evil thoughts and making some profits.

Some sects just turned the table over and told no one to play.

The assassination failed, and then there was nothing more. Since they could not find out who the real murderer was, the Holy Forbidden Army was very angry and started indiscriminate trials. Many old accounts of the sect were revealed.

You must know that in this era, everyone hides some dirty secrets.

But this time it really violated the empire's bottom line, so much so that it was clear how many people in certain religions liked to wear and what color pants they liked to wear.

Therefore, those cults that pretend to be decent can no longer survive. In just three days, 80% of the cults have been severely censored, and many shady activities have been discovered. The next step is a purge.

There are so many dirty things happening under the eyes of the Eternal Empire, which is simply trampling on the dignity of the emperor!

A certain sect also tried to put divine power above royal power, with predictable results, but the ending was relatively good. After the Pope "actively committed suicide," the entire sect took on a new look, became cautious, and began to believe in the emperor again.

But some sects were not so lucky and were classified as cults. Of course, they themselves were not clean. If they were not killed, they would be sorry to the emperor.

So much so that the Twelve Blood Moon Society reluctantly gathered together to live together, privately still studying who assassinated the emperor back then. Maybe the real culprit would be revealed, and the sect could return to the right path with a little reform and packaging.