The green light penetrated into the sheepskin talisman, and then the figure of Bahram, the "Baeks and the Great Lord of the Eagle" depicted on the sheepskin changed again.

He is no longer the human-headed eagle-body god wearing a crown, but instead he is replaced by the face of Zi Lin Jun who cannot tell whether it is terrifying or disgusting.

Wei Ye squeezed the sheepskin and laughed softly: "Should I call you the god of war Bahram of the Zoroastrianism, or should I call you the corpse of the plague god Lin Jun, who should have fallen long ago? Wei has received your war letter, so let's see the real chapter below."

After saying that, a ray of flame suddenly surged into the palm of the magician's palm, and in a blink of an eye, the sheepskin burned to ashes.

After doing all this, Wei Ye patted the broken ash on his hand. When he looked back, he saw Wu Zongyuan's eyes were bright and he stared at him.

The magician raised his eyebrows: "Old Wu, did you slightly hurt some energy when you confront me that time? You have been busy in the middle of the night and are tired enough. Old Wu, you should stay here and adjust your breathing well. The matter behind me should be carried on one shoulder."

Listening to Wei Ye's words, Wu Zongyuan, the old turtle spirit, bowed down and bowed: "My lord is in danger, but he asked his subordinates to lie down with peace of mind? His lord's body is not comparable to those mortals who live only a hundred years and are as alive as plants and trees. His subordinates are not sensitive and will not be helpful to the lord's enlightenment, but please put the lord's work first and do not go to the dangerous place lightly!"

Listening to Wu Zongyuan's very unpleasant "loyal advice", Wei Ye nodded with a smile: "Old Wu, Old Wu, you are really worthy of being a figure who once served as the chief of the Gongcao of the Water Mansion. This professional quality of being a retainer really makes me amazed. However, although I can't talk about the word "Taoshi" in your eyes, this official must not be a paper-like guise!"

As he said that, Wei Ye pushed open the door and turned around and said seriously: "Ghosts and gods are ghosts and gods, but they are born with dependence on people's hearts. The idiot who didn't know whether to call him Bahram or corpse Lin Jun, has even used the despicable paths such as "touching the corpses across the boundaries", from then on, the name of this cult killing, even if the genius saints of the Zoroastrian Church did not want to recite them."

"People's hearts are always good at life and death. Apart from the strange creatures in the Indian Kingdom, all of them are as good as this. The Zoroastrian cult, which is a corpse ghost killing cult, must not talk about outsiders, even they themselves will shake themselves! But without the ghosts and gods of believers, even if they can show their saints in front of the army, we can still fight in front of the army. How many times can it persist?"

"If we talk about the expansion of force, the Zoroastrian mobs would have no real deterrent power except for coaxing the people and corrupting the entire situation on the ground in Xiliang? Their power could not support a large group of late Stockholm mentally ills. This big man didn't care about any bullshit and diversified society!"

These words mixed with messy nouns were enough to be said, but Wu Zongyuan just glanced at Wei Ye suspiciously. Although he didn't speak, the meaning was obvious enough, lord, you, a alchemist who had not become an immortal, what qualifications do you have to fight back and forth with a fierce god who had been a god for a long time?

Looking at the subordinates who have serious lack of confidence in themselves, the topic of the Gate of the Astral Realm and the Adventurers of the Astral Realm is too deep and far away, but there is no need to do anything unnecessary.

At the end, Wei Ye could only take a deep breath and replied lightly: "I am naturally qualified to do this. Believe it or not, you can do whatever you want."

He stepped out of the door, but was almost unable to stand up by crying and screaming: "Ghost!!!"

Seeing the refugees in front of him who had just escaped to General Fubo Temple screamed, whether they were injured and had just bandaged or had their legs and feet that were still flexible, they screamed. There were more people who jumped up without any brains and ran around in no direction!

Tieshan stood in front of the hall door, and saw Wei Ye standing at the head of the clean room door at a glance, and immediately shouted: "Lord, this is a camp roar!"

These refugees suddenly encountered the trouble of destroying their families tonight. They were like frightened birds, but at this time, they were suddenly disturbed by such strange emotions and would immediately fall into irrational frenzy.

Fortunately, Wei Ye established this refugee camp with order and Jingran here in time, otherwise such a camp would soon turn into unconscious killings!

Wei Ye's face turned pale and shouted: "I am Wei Ye! I am the one who protects you and others! You and others immediately squat down and hug your head with your hands."

While he shouted, his sleeves shook and waved the Shui Mansion Xingbo flag: "Tieshan, you will keep order with you! Anyone who dares to stand up will lie down regardless of whether you lie down!"

With Wei Ye's call, Tieshan roared like thunder, and swept the gun and swept down several people in front of him. With Tieshan taking the lead, these young men who were Wei Ye's team of quelling the rebellion had to open it all the way!

Wei Ye held the Shufu Xingbo flag with one hand and walked forward. The flames on the flag shone brightly, but it ignited into a big Wei character.

Wang Chao, who has always been Wei Ye’s confidant demon servant, didn’t understand the subsequent actions, and immediately shouted: “Don’t be afraid, fellow villagers! We Wei is engaged in this place!”

Such a cry finally made many people feel a little more awake, and they bowed to the Wei-character flag.

Wei Ye gritted his teeth and didn't say anything at this moment, and just moved the qi-seeing technique to see it all the time.

These frightened Han people didn't know what they should do at this moment. When they saw the burning Wei-character flag, they knelt on the ground. In the crowd of people kneeling one after another, a thin figure suddenly appeared.

He was a boy who was only seven or eight years old, and his clothes were in the style of a priest. Although the child's face was still like a stranger, his gradually raised eyes and slightly blooming skin made Wei Ye sure what this was!

The magician took a quick step and lifted the boy up. The boy looked at Wei Ye in confusion, as if he had no idea that he was emitting death energy in Wei Ye's eyes, and he was covered in a gloomy white light.

This white light contains magic power that amplifies the panic in people's hearts. The alien divine power that people cannot forget once saw is extremely distinct.

Wei Ye frowned slightly, then picked up the boy in his arms.

As if he felt the temperature belonging to humans, the boy buried his head in Wei Ye's chest, his hands as if he wanted to grab something that made him feel at ease. The tip of his finger bone suddenly broke through the coverage of his finger muscles and grabbed it towards Wei Ye's heart!
Chapter completed!