Chapter 105 (1/2)

Ji Xiaotong was very anxious. Although he contacted Lord God, his divine skill was rejected again and again. The filth of the quasi tiger level has ruined more than half of the Ji family. Ji jiaerlang is also dead and injured. He is dying. She is also running out of oil lamps. While praying, she is also distracted from trying to stop the attack of filth.

She can't hold on.

But the filth looked at Ji Xiaotong like an ant and didn't care about her attack at all. Maybe it's been locked up for a long time. The filth hasn't even made a big move. It depends entirely on its own strength and even instinct. It's fun to play.

Fortunately, Ji Xiaotong has lived to the present.

When I was in despair, I finally lost my mind. The girl trembled with joy. Her prayer was finally passed and her magic was finally able to be performed.

Ji Xiaotong quickly stepped back and stepped back again. In the hundreds of years since the God disappeared, basically no saint has performed the real magic, so the girl doesn't know what the power of the magic called six killing is.

But she never had a way back.

The girl said something in her mouth. Although her prayer voice was small, it was like a bell: ”pray to my God, heaven and earth, people and ghosts. The mountains and rivers are all killed. It's called ”six kills!”

The girl was dressed in white as snow, and her thin body jumped gently to the top of a tall building in Jijia, which had not collapsed. The wind is blowing, and the whole Ji family has become a bloody meat grinder. The wind blew the girl's dress, and the white clothes floated, like a dying blow ready to make a decision.

”What does the eldest lady want?” The bald boss is confused.

”Magic, the eldest lady wants to use magic.” The old housekeeper widened his eyes, and the despair on his face was even worse: ”take the eldest lady away quickly. The Ji family is coming to an end. She can't do anything. Nonsense, although the eldest lady is the alternate of the twelve saints, everyone knows that the name of the saint has long existed in name. No saint can perform divine magic... Eh, wait! ”

Before he finished, his eyes widened. Everyone could detect that Ji Xiaotong was wrong.

The girl in white obviously had little voice, but every word she vomited hit the air and caused sound waves, like a bell hitting her heart.

This is a sign of divine language.

The old five was very happy: ”the divine language display is really the divine language display described in the legend. The eldest lady can show her real magic. ”

At the same time, the sky changed. Even the anxious Ji family owner and his party suddenly stopped and stared at the strange image of the Ji family.

The clouds in the sky are constantly turning towards Ji's house. It was hundreds of miles away, but the voice of a cold girl floated over.

That's Ji Xiaotong's daughter.

The voice is chanting and praying for the majesty of God.

”Is this the real magic?” After Ji Jiazhu was shocked, he was immediately overjoyed. I didn't expect that at the moment of crisis, my daughter suddenly showed her real magic for some reason!

The power of divine arts is gathering, and the influence range is not only thousands of miles. Among the countless temples built secretly in the world about God, there are great works of gold. God, who has been unable to communicate for hundreds of years, seems to have come. The monks in countless temples fell to the ground with a burst of surprise and joy, kowtowing and kneeling desperately.