Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

What happened in the land of the North Sea, Mo Yu did not know.

He is still studying how to respond to believers in the Nine Heavens.

With the example of Tianjizi, he has a little experience in marking people.

A wisp of power that wraps oneself with the power of faith and turns it into a seed and throws it into the body of others, and it can form a god.

He doesn't have much experience with Tianjizi this time, and the next time he comes, he can even do it without Tianjizi being aware of it, and he won't compete with him for control of his body anymore.

While summing up his experience, Mo Yu opened the light points of Yueji and Zhou Xiao, and took the opportunity to put a divine power seed into their bodies.

They wouldn't notice anything, and in this way, even if Mo Yu blocked out the prayers of the believers, they could hear their voices normally.

After marking the two Yueji, Mo Yu thought for a moment, who should be given the next privilege?

He had only been in this world for a short time, and he didn't know many people.

Just thinking about it, he thought of a person, the city lord of Heyang City.

He didn't leave Heyang City for a long time, and it was only three days before he built the Donghua Emperor Temple in the city.

Obviously, he is doing this with his heart, and he has been able to grow into millions of believers in a short period of time, and he has contributed a lot.

Mo Yu felt that he should be given a direct "special line".

As soon as his mind moved, a point of light appeared in front of his eyes and rapidly expanded.

However, when he saw the picture in the light, he was stunned.

The scene is too chaotic and something is happening?

I saw that in the picture, the crowd shouted and gathered in the center of Heyang City.

This was originally the mansion of the lord of Heyang City, but at this time it became a temple with an extremely wide area and flat squares.

The main entrance is tall, there is vermilion lacquer that has not dried, and the plaque reads "Donghua Emperor Temple" five big characters.

The city lord of Heyang actually demolished his mansion to build a temple for Mo Yu.

At this time, in front of the temple gate, nearly 10,000 believers gathered in one place and stopped in front of the door, led by the city lord of Heyang.

Next to him stood Mu Zixin.

Opposite them, there were three young people in pale cyan clothes, the first of whom looked arrogant, although there were only three people, but they were domineering, and they couldn't hold their heads up with just three people.

The young man at the head glanced at the temple and sneered: "Wei Heyang, what's going on with this temple, you'd better give us an explanation." "

Wei Heyang is the name of the city lord of Heyang.

Seeing his attitude, the city lord of Heyang was immediately furious and shouted: "Xiao Zijie, you actually call me by my name, although I have left the sect, I am still an elder in the sect, you are too presumptuous." "

Mo Yu quietly frowned when he saw this scene in the light group: "Disciple of the Three Rivers Sect?"

His mind was sensitive, and he had a general idea of why the other party was in trouble when he turned his mind, and he got up above the nine heavens, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the many points of light beside him dissipated at the same time.

He looked in the direction of Heyang City and snorted lightly: "Okay, the autumn wind has hit Lao Tzu's head." "

His temple in Heyang City has just been built, and there are millions of believers, who have already been considered his own territory, and naturally have to be guarded.

The power of faith that believers continue to provide can be of great use when accumulated to a certain extent.

A green cloud rose under his feet, and the cloud fluttered, quickly heading towards Heyang City.

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Heyang City, in front of the Donghua Emperor's Temple.

The city lord of Heyang was furious, but the three disciples of the Three Rivers Sect did not care.

Behind the disciple known as Xiao Zijie, a younger disciple sneered: "Elder in the Gate?

That is, the head of the sect and the other elders saw that you were pitiful, so they rewarded you with the position of a city lord, not only did you not know the retribution, but you dared to hide what evil god's temple was built in the sect, you want to rebel!"

In the end, his tone was extremely sharp, and he was asking the teacher for sin.

The face of the city lord of Heyang changed slightly, and it was difficult to answer for a while.

He didn't expect the Three Rivers Sect to send people so quickly, and he didn't inform him beforehand, which caught him off guard.

How did he know that the Three Rivers Sect was also anxious.

When the plague broke out, they wanted to take care of it, but the disciples they sent out were not able to be cured, and even they were infected.

Frightened, they immediately closed the mountain gate, just to protect themselves.

And a few days ago, Mo Yu turned into a battle between Lu Dongbin and the Plague King, both of them were Supreme Realm powerhouses, except for Heyang City, a radius of 100,000 miles was affected.

Only a few lucky villages have survived scattered across the land.

However, the other two big cities controlled by the Three Rivers Sect have suffered one after another, and the population is not one in ten, which has shaken the foundation of the Three Rivers Sect.

At this time, Heyang City miraculously survived, and its importance is self-evident.

The Three Rivers Sect immediately sent someone to inquire about the situation.

Then I saw that the people all over the city were worshipping a god named Emperor Donghua, and the designated elders in the gate even demolished their mansions and used them as materials for the other party's temple.

In this case, how could the disciples of the Three Rivers Sect not be in a hurry.

At the same time, they regarded the actions of the city lord of Heyang as a betrayal, believing that he was bewitched by the evil god and ate inside and out.

Xiao Zijie snorted coldly: "I am the senior brother of the inner gate of the Sanhe Sect, except for the head master, even the great elder, I don't worship, Wei Heyang, I advise you not to stand in front of me."

Now I will give you two ways, either you will smash the statue in this temple yourself, and then tear down this broken temple, and go back to the mountain gate with me to confess your guilt, maybe there will be a way to live.

Or, I'll tear down this ruined temple with my own hands, and then arrest you and go back to ask for your guilt, but at that time, I don't need to say more about what will happen to you, right?"

The face of the city lord of Heyang completely changed, with a hint of fear in his anger, he had been in the Sanhe Sect for too long, and he knew the strength of the sect, and with his own strength, he would never be able to resist.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Mu Zixin on the side stepped forward and said angrily: "You people from the Three Rivers Sect are unreasonable, before the plague broke out, you were afraid of contracting the disease and closing your door, leaving thousands of living beings behind.

Now that Senior Lu is fighting with a sword to eliminate demons and restore peace to Heyang City, you have appeared.

Not to mention that the city lord only built the temple to express his gratitude, but you have to step on the door and tear down the temple, it is really majestic.

With such a great majesty, where were you when the plague lord was raging?"

The face of the senior brother of the Three Rivers Sect sank, and he glanced at her and said, "Are you from the Xuanji Sect?" Hmph, the last sect, you dare to point fingers at my Sanhe Sect's affairs, palm your mouth!"

As soon as the words fell, a disciple behind him had already turned into a black shadow and rushed out, raising his hand to fan Mu Zixin's face.

Mu Zixin's face changed slightly, she wanted to dodge, but found that the difference in strength was too big, and she couldn't dodge it at all.

Seeing that this palm was about to fall on her face, she slammed it and her wrist was held.

The city lord of Heyang appeared beside her with a gloomy face, and Mu Zixin breathed a sigh of relief.

The disciple who was holding his palm was in pain, his face turned red and he said angrily, "Wei Heyang, do you really want to rebel?"

The city lord of Heyang sneered: "Stupid, do you know who is enshrined in this temple, this person is the high-level of the mythical organization, and he is a real god, if you dare to demolish the temple, the gods will be angry, even the Three Rivers Sect will be destroyed, you are really fearless?"

As he spoke, he motioned to Mu Zixin with his eyes to recite the name of Emperor Donghua.