Lu Yao knew that Da Hei had suffered a great loss on Da Hei. When she saw Wang Qi and An Ning appear, she carefully visited the surrounding environment to search for whether the black dog was hiding nearby. She was always paying attention to the surroundings during the fight.

But the fight with Wang Qi gradually fell into a disadvantage, and the spirit was focused on dealing with Wang Qi, so I couldn't help but neglect.

When she took out the shotgun, she completely ignored the movement around her.

As an evolutionary beast, Dahei accurately grasped the opportunity and instantly bit Lu Yao's wrist holding the gun. Wang Qi knew that Lu Yao had a shotgun in his hand, so he let Dahei lurk in the dark to prevent Lu Yao from taking out the gun.

Lu Yao screamed, and the shotgun flew out of her hand and fell to the ground. She struggled violently and struggled to break free from the bite of Dahei. But at this time, Wang Qi had already bent down and picked up the shotgun from the ground. He fumbled it briefly in his hand, loaded it again with a "click" sound, aimed at Lu Yao. The muzzle was less than half a meter away from Lu Yao.

"..." Lu Yao's expression froze and she subconsciously shouted, "You dare to throw down your gun and be honest..."

boom!

Wang Qi pulled the trigger without hesitation, and in the dark, Lu Yao's body fell straight backwards, blood splashed, Wang Qi's arm felt slightly numb, and the recoil of the troller was much stronger than that of the pistol.

While loading the troll again, he said righteously: "Bah, we righteous people disdain to talk to you about morality when dealing with you sinister and cruel people and traitors!"

The fallen Lu Yao: "..."

Big black next to it: "…"

"Go and help An Ning!" Wang Qi said to Da Hei, walked to the lying down Lu Yao and continued to point the gun at her body.

The scar-faced man was shocked when he saw Lu Yao being knocked to the ground by Wang Qi and was about to rush over immediately, but An Ning's strange and unpredictable dark demon fighter was really difficult to deal with and could not get out for a moment.

When Dahei heard Wang Qi's order, he immediately grinned and rushed forward. He was much more experienced in combat than An Ning.

A few blood marks were quickly scratched by the scarred man.

Wang Qi stood in front of Lu Yao and pointed the shotgun at the other party. He did not rush to fire a second shot. He knew that Lu Yao could use the spiritual phase to control her body and recover from her injuries. Now Wang Qi was waiting for Lu Yao to get up again, so that she could recover from her injuries and then give her severe damage.

The cultists have strange abilities, and they are all special psychics.

No matter how strong a general psychic person is, the spiritual form must rely on the body. If the body is damaged, the spiritual form will also be affected. The spirit and flesh are one, but the strange thing about cultists is that the spiritual form they obtain through faith invaders can exist to a certain extent beyond the body and exist.

Even if the body dies, you can control the body by relying on the spiritual form to regain vitality.

Wang Qi now has no effective way to attack the spiritual plane. The Tathagata's magic palm and Maoshan Technique can expel evil spirits, but the spiritual plane of the cultists is not evil spirits. Buddha light and Maoshan Technique are not very effective in it. Of course, Wang Qi is not completely helpless.

To restore the body, it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and when she is resurrected, her body will be extremely weak. Squatting in front of the resurrection site will harvest a few more times, which will always cause her to consume her spiritual energy.

In Wang Qi's vision, a blurred figure could be seen on Lu Yao's body falling to the ground. The figure looked fluttering, as if it might dissipate at any time, trying to get the body to get up again.

But Lu Yao's body just trembled slightly and failed to get up completely.

Wang Qi just shot Lu Yao in the throat. The shotgun was much more powerful than the revolver, which caused her body to be seriously damaged and bloody. In addition, she had used the spiritual phase to revive her body once before, but now her spiritual energy is weak, and it is difficult to restore her body.

"Lu Yao's spiritual image seems to be unable to completely escape from the body. If the body cannot be resurrected, her spiritual image should soon dissipate." Wang Qi judged.

The scarred man was extremely anxious when he saw Lu Yao's condition. He suddenly showed a fanatical expression on his face. His fighting body suddenly stopped moving and allowed Dahei to throw him to the ground.

He kept shouting: "Wealth and honor are destined to be born, life and death are in heaven... Long live the destiny! Long live the destiny!"

With his shouts, Wang Qi suddenly saw the figure covering Lu Yao's body suddenly condensed a lot.

"She absorbed the psychic energy of the scar-faced man... No, it was the scar-faced man who dedicated his psychic energy to Lu Yao!" Wang Qi judged in his heart that the psychic energy of cultists was obtained through faith invaders. Unlike ordinary psychic energy, they seemed to be transmitted in some similar way.

After Lu Yao's spiritual appearance grew stronger, she did not try to restore her body. The vague ball could only vaguely distinguish the shadow of the human figure and raised her hands high. She seemed to be praying for something to the heaven.

Cultists of this level of Lu Yao have the ability to [sacrifice].

Their spiritual energy is obtained through faith in destiny. If you sacrifice your own spiritual energy, you can obtain the gift of destiny, let the power of the fantasy of the heavens come to reality, and let her obtain powerful weapons and power in a short time!

Of course, performing a spiritual sacrifice will cause huge harm to Lu Yao, and she would not choose to do this unless necessary, but now she can't control so much. As she raised her hands to start the sacrifice, her spiritual appearance faintly became a little weaker.

Lingxiang could not speak, otherwise she could hear her shouting at this moment: "Long live the destiny of heaven, sacrifice my power of faith, please give me the gift!"

Cultists call their psychic powers the power of faith.

Wang Qi was full of vigilance, holding a gun in one hand and an iron rod in the other, waiting vigilantly for what might happen next, but suddenly, he noticed that the cloud disk in his consciousness had changed a little.

The traffic of his cloud disk was originally 232.3M, and with Lu Yao's faith sacrifice... the traffic suddenly increased by 25M and became 255.3M!

Wang Qi: "???"

What's going on?

After Lu Yao made a sacrifice, he did not receive the gift of destiny.

"..." Lu Yao's vague spiritual appearance hesitated for a moment, and raised his vague hands again in confusion. Long live the destiny, sacrifice my power of faith, please give me the gift!

Wang Qi’s cloud disk: 22M traffic!

Lu Yao still failed to receive the expected gift of destiny, but her spiritual appearance became a little indifferent. This... this makes no sense.

She held a psionic sacrifice for the third time unwilling to do so.

Long live the destiny of heaven, sacrifice the power of my faith, please give me the gifts!

Wang Qi’s cloud disk: traffic is 20M!

“…”

So wonderful!

The spiritual energy cultivated by cultists can connect the world of the heavens and allow the invaders of the heavens to give gifts. From this perspective, the spiritual energy of cultists seems to be the same as Wang Qi's cloud disk traffic.

Lu Yao sacrificed his spiritual energy, but because the distance was relatively close, he was accidentally received by Wang Qi's cloud disk?

This... is really a faith recharge!

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Chapter completed!