"Bang~~~~~~~~~!"

There was another loud noise, and the two black-clothed priests were not spared, and they were completely dead.

Liu Ru, who was fighting with several other cursed beast monsters, looked surprised.

It is obvious that this dark red steel skeleton is the undead of Fang Gu, but if he had sent this skeleton to kill Hua Village before, no one of them would survive. The dark red skeleton is too powerful, and the war-level cursed beast monster was solved with just a few more hammers!

Without the attack from two cursed beast monsters, Liu Ru suddenly felt much more relaxed, and the dark red skeleton was completely unsatisfied. She took that heavy step and rushed over and continued to torture and kill the black beast monsters and the cursed beast monsters...

...

"Lin~~~~~~" Xiao Yan Ji Qingling's voice sounded in Mo Fan's ears. She was telling Mo Fan's father that the new missile had been loaded and was waiting for the reflex at any time!

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Mo Fan's mouth, and he stared at the deacon who was struggling to perform defensive magic.

Advanced mage?

I have never seen a higher-level mage who is weaker than her!

What's the use of no matter how much defense you have? As long as it is not high-level defensive magic, the fist brought by Xiao Yanji can completely wipe out her!

When the deacon saw another brown flame appearing on Mo Fan's body, his whole face twisted together.

She could barely resist the fourth level of fiery fist, but if Mo Fan had hit the fist that was comparable to the high-level magic at the beginning, she would have lost her life.

Brown and bright red. Once these two flames are entangled, there is the fourth-level Fierce Fist possessed by Xiao Yanji. This is a super fire fist that can blow away all the corpse ministers of the flesh and hills!

"Stop...stop!!"

Just as Mo Fan was in awe of murderous intentions, a voice that seemed a little cowardly came out.

"I tell you to stop, otherwise your friend will die!" The voice seemed a little firmer, and he tightly held a magic stinging tool like a dagger in his hand.

The dagger was placed on Zhang Xiaohou's neck, and the sharp one could cut off Zhang Xiaohou's skin with a gentle touch.

Zhang Xiaohou still had a dull and wooden expression. Even if there was a sharp blade on his neck, he didn't seem to have any reaction.

Mo Fan frowned and stared at the man coldly.

"Hong Jun, what are you doing!!" Su Xiaoluo scolded angrily.

Village chief Xie Sang was also puzzled. He looked at Hong Jun who suddenly attacked Zhang Xiaohou and hurriedly said, "Hong Jun, the Black Holy See is not a good person, what are you doing?"

"Village Chief, haven't you figured it out yet?" Mo Fan saw through it at a glance, his face full of ridicule.

"Hahahaha, well done, well done. I didn't expect that you, a little gray-clothed cult, would come in handy at critical moments. Very good. After I go back, I will support you. You are much smarter than these dead priests!" The deacon suddenly laughed.

"Hong Jun, how can you? We are all from the dangerous village, we must follow the ancestral teachings..." Su Xiaoluo was also stunned. She never thought that Hong Jun was actually from the Black Holy See.

However, Hong Jun has been staying in a dangerous village like everyone else, how could he have contact with the Black Holy See?

"Hmph, don't mention any ancestral teachings to me. It's really a group of things that live in primitive tribes. How can you idiots who talk about ancestral teachings all day long know the beauty of the outside world? But just because of you old antiques, I was born in a ragged place like you, and I, a wizard, could not even lift my head in front of my classmates!" Hong Jun roared.

"Three years... you have only left the village for three years, why did you become like this in three years?"

"In the second month after leaving Weiju Village, I never wanted to go back in my life. If it weren't for the orders from the superiors, you really thought I would go back to the village. What's there in the village? Apart from the ancestors, there are just a group of stupid things that do cheap farm work, all my life, and because of the ridiculous things that the well water god does not allow him to leave the village? All of them are bullshit!" Hong Jun vomited out all his resentment that had been accumulated for a long time towards the village, and his face was as ferocious as a ghost.

"Then... then there is no need for you to join the Black Holy See. I am willing to be punished by my ancestors and drive away the people from Yangyang Village. Isn't it just to make you walk smoother on the path of a wizard and make you better than those who laugh at you..." The village chief Xie said with despair on his face.

"It's too slow. The water of Kunjing has a slow effect on cultivation. What the Black Holy See gives me is something you, the old man, can't imagine!" Hong Jun said.

"Don't worry, when you become a priest in black, you can get whatever you want, money, woman, status, respect, whoever dares to laugh at the antiques you crawled out of the soil, you can turn him into a black beast demon and become your slave!" The deacon smiled.

The two flames on Mo Fan's body were not extinguished. He did not expect that there were black vassals members in Weiju Village. After all, the people in Weiju Village are isolated from the world, and it is difficult for the black vassals to lurk in. Even if they lurk in, it will have no effect on them. However, he did not expect that Hong Jun, who had been out for three years to practice magic, had been corrupted.

In other words, this person was unwilling to give up from the beginning, and was a slave of desire from the beginning. The Black Holy See gave him everything that satisfies him.

"It turns out that it's all because of your greed. Are you worthy of the dead villagers?" Su Xiaoluo asked angrily.

"How much does a group of people who live like slaves and peasants have to die? How great and sacred the ancestral teachings are all day long, but they are just a joke in the eyes of people outside!!" Hong Jun said.

Xie Sang could no longer say a word. He violated his ancestors and killed the villagers, just to satisfy his son's desire to become a respectable magician. Who knew that everything would become like this...

Thinking of the villagers who were killed by Fang Gu's revenge, and thinking of his extremely strange son, the village chief Xie Sang was completely depressed and sat on the ground, like a soulless person.

"Village Chief." At this time, Zhang Xiaohou's voice came over.

Village chief Xie Sang raised his head blankly, not understanding why this silly boy called him.

"To be honest, I always thought you were from the Black Holy See." Zhang Xiaohou had a look in his eyes and said in a plain tone.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, not very understanding of what Zhang Xiaohou said.

But for some reason, he felt that the tone of this silly boy's speech was not so stupid...

"Brother Fan, I'm sorry, I've caused you so much trouble." Zhang Xiaohou ignored Xie Sang again, but looked at Mo Fan with a smile on his face.

Mo Fan smiled knowingly.

The robbery and rose flame that had never dissipated on his body suddenly became even more vigorous and surging, burning around him with a dazzling red color.

Damn it, I'm going to die. This deacon really thought that using this little traitor could escape the disaster??
Chapter completed!