Chapter 623 Meeting
A place outside.
Natural door.
"The signal here is indeed not very good... Fortunately, I am consistent with the deity and have a connection between the gates of heaven, which is the only exception."
Fang Xing's immortal cultivator smiled and suddenly snapped his fingers.
Bang!
A dark drop of dark water fell into his hands.
His five fingers were put together, and the drop of destructive power was instantly absorbed, and a terrifying force burst out from his body.
Divine Power—change reality!
In an instant, a mountain suddenly rose up in the flat ground in front of him.
The dark plants grew wildly...
"It is not worth the effort to plant trees with destructive power..."
After a moment, Fang Xing shook his head: "However, he can use divine power at any time... My level in the Killing Sect is higher than any black and white guardian, at least the level of the messenger."
"In fact, let me give me a few more divine natures, and it is easy to become a demigod... but I don't want to be a demigod demigod..."
After all, his main task is to digest the druid heritage, and now he is not a fallen dark druid.
"However, now that I go to the Killing Sect, I can at least get involved in the identity of a god-benefiter, even the 'Son of God' is not a problem."
"Even, I want them to know that I am a God-loving person, and they know that if I don't want them to know, they will never find out... Who asked them to take the lead as my undercover?"
"I am Schrödinger's 'Son of Destruction' now."
Fang Xing suddenly reacted and spat again: "I am my son? What the hell?"
But no matter how much you joke, Fang Xing knew that such a clone was very precious even for those true gods.
The earthly realm is the foundation of everything, and its importance is even greater than that of heaven and underworld!
And the origin of this world is quite powerful and will reject the true god!
It is difficult for the true **** to walk through the mundane world, and it will be greatly suppressed in the mundane world. If the strength is suppressed to the point of the demigod, there will be a risk of falling. If you stay for more than a certain period of time, you will be forced to be excluded.
Even with the temporary arrival of ‘voting’, there are many restrictions.
Just like Fang Xing's clone of immortal cultivation, a clone that is accepted by the original law and can walk through the mundane world is very precious.
Even other true gods need to pay a significant price, make arrangements in advance, and then slowly grow from the early childhood stage, and may not eventually gain the recognition of the original law.
"Or...I'm just a bug?"
Fang Xing smiled. This was naturally a miracle that could be formed with the help of the powerful power of the Gate of Heavens.
"If I am willing to lead the Killing Sect, it will be fine if I overthrew the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty and dealt a heavy blow to it, but the benefits are not great enough, so I'd better hide it first."
Fang Xing thought slowly: "Now Qingmuling can be completely handed over to the Killing Sect. I want to go to the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty to visit."
This is an idea that I had been in a long time ago.
Moreover, as long as these trees are there, even if he is far away, he will provide him with experience every once in a while, and even more and more!
Although the sight of the gods can come to the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, it is definitely not as good as experiencing it yourself!
"Speaking of this, I have many enemies, and the entire Great Zhou divine system is enemies..."
Fangxing's forehead has a little black line.
Who made the God of Destruction destroy everywhere? Obviously, there is no popularity.
Moreover, he had previously coveted the realm of power and death, and attacked the gods of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, and was then hammered by the God of War...
"The power of faith in this world, the progress of clergy and divine nature, seems to be quite beneficial for improving Panwu Avenue..."
"If I want to develop the destruction priesthood, I must destroy a large number of lives and regions in the mundane world, and preferably one true **** after another..."
Fang Xing thought about the god's memory and suddenly remembered a rumor: "The true **** wants to go further, which is the person of the ancient god. It is said that the main **** of the Great Zhou divine system has been trying to impact this person..."
"At the stage of ancient gods, you can initially get rid of the shackles of faith. Even if the believers die and no one in the world praises their true name, the gods can still exist forever... This is a bit like the Daluo that exists in all time and space forever. Convert to the Daxia system, That is... Taoist lord?”
Fang Xing is very strong, not the one who failed Astar before!
He thought that if he faced the God of War, he would never lose!
And no matter how powerful the main **** of the Great Zhou divine system, the ‘Emperor’ God and the King’, is still in the sequence of the true gods, and at most he is the sixth-level master!
He has definitely not reached the Taoist master's realm, otherwise he will be the person of the ancient god.
"I am obviously not as strong as the sixth-level master..."
"But with a killer weapon, you may not be able to fight..."
"But there is not only one **** in the Great Zhou divine system, and that **** of war is also the strength of the fifth-level master of magic... and other gods... I must think of a complete solution."
Those true gods are all dead houses, and the deity will never leave the kingdom of God, so it is quite difficult to kill.
According to Fang Xing's estimate, gods like the God of War will not be able to kill them even if they are in their own kingdom of gods.
I have thought of several ways to deal with this kind of turtle shell, but I still need to conduct on-site inspections.
Only then did the Immortal Cultivation Clan leave for the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.
"By the way, I must also upgrade to the realm of ancient gods as soon as possible... and collect divinity and condense the 'great divinity'!"
…
Ten Thousand Blood Yuan.
This place originally belonged to the Blood Shadow Sect, but was later captured by the Killing Sect army as its base camp.
Since the distance is not far, the Blood Shadow Gate is located, the battle is extremely fierce.
Although there was no big battle, there were almost countless battles between the sensation and Daoji teams.
Even the Yin Shen Zhenren fell into many places.
This day.
The killing sect camp.
Fang Xing landed outside the camp wearing an animal leather jacket. "Is it you? Natural ancestor?"
Two rays of light, one black and one white, rushed out immediately, manifesting two strange yang gods.
The white one is naturally the Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva.
The black one is a broken-armed yaksha with a ferocious appearance, which is the Black Dharma King and the White Dharma King.
"Natural Ancestor?"
When he heard the introduction of the White Dharma King, the Black Dharma King was playing with the chessboard in his hand and was a little eager to try it out.
Although he didn't know why the Zuo Envoy reached an agreement with Fang Xing, he didn't mind giving the other party a little bit of pain.
"Is this the way to treat guests in Killing Sect?"
Fang Xing chuckled, not thinking it was offensive. After all, they were all subordinates of his own: "I want to see the left envoy."
Since I decided to travel far, the matter outside the country must be solved.
Since the Killing Sect is its own dog, he will definitely come to help this wave.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Of course, there is no need to mention the Son of Destruction.
It is better to join the battlefield as the ancestor of the Natural Sect.
The Black Dharma King played with the magic weapon on the chessboard, and seemed to think of something. The Yang Shen Dharma image fell: "Come with me..."
Inside the main account.
The left envoy, the scholar of the Poison Hand, was reading a book, but when he saw Fang Xing coming in, he still couldn't put it down: "Natural ancestor, why are you here to find me?"
Fang Xing glanced at the black and white guardians around him.
The scholar of the poisonous hand frowned and then said, "You two go out first!"
"messenger?"
The Black Dharma King was resentful. Although the great power of the practitioners in this world belonged to him, the higher the general, the less afraid of the beheading tactics, he still felt bad.
Who does this natural ancestor think he is?
“Do as you do.”
The scholar of the poisonous hand whispered.
The Black Dharma King and the White Dharma King looked at each other, bowed and retreated.
"Tell me, what's wrong with you? Hope is what I want to hear, otherwise I can only sacrifice you to my Lord."
The scholar of the poisonous hand looked at Fang Xing again, his tone was plain.
Although the prophecy says that Aoki Ridge hides a terrifying threat, he will not give up because of this and try every means to avoid it... This may also jump into another trap of fate.
Fang Xing said nothing, but set up a barrier and then took out a badge.
This badge is made of black iron, with a black background and engraved with star patterns. It is the holy emblem of the God of Destruction.
The next moment, as if some kind of dust was wiped away, his body was filled with terrible light of destruction.
"Your Excellency, God's Reward?"
The scholar of the poisonous hand stood up immediately, and he didn't even feel that the book fell to the ground. He immediately bowed!
He saw the rich divine grace in Fang Xing.
God's favor!
This is also extremely high in other churches.
To put it bluntly, the scholar of the Poison Hand even felt that the favor of the gods on Fang Xing was even greater than that of his own sect leader.
"No need to say more, pray to God."
Fang Xing had a charlatan expression on his face.
"yes!"
The scholar of the poisonous hand immediately prayed to the gods.
As a left and right divine messenger, who is qualified to call on the gods and descend on the existence of divine power, his prayer priority is very high, even in this place.
Moreover, not to mention anything else, the existence of Fang Xing's immortal clone is equivalent to an additional signal tower next to it. Even the most ordinary believers of the Killing Sect can pray here that Fang Xing can hear it clearly.
A moment later, the scholar of the poisonous hand was overjoyed: "I... I actually received the oracle!"
He looked at Fang Xing with even more respectful expression: "I will follow my will and cover up your identity as a god-loving person... Let you openly join the battlefield as the ancestor of the Natural Sect and end the battle situation outside the country as soon as possible. ”
"Um."
Fang Xing felt the respect in the tone of the scholar of the poisonous hand and couldn't help but smile.
If the Yang Shen Zhenjun from the outside world saw this peerless fierce man's behavior in front of him, his eyes would probably fall off.
But this is also normal. This is the world where true God exists. The higher the church, the stronger the faith is, even the more fanatical it is!
Perhaps at the level of the Black and White Guardian, there is still the possibility of secret betrayal, but the left and right messengers have been marked by the divine power of the Great Destruction God, and this is the case from the body to the soul, and there is absolutely no hope of escape.
In fact, it is unlikely that you will betrayal at the priest level.
The faith of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty is very interesting. Believers believe that after death, their souls will sink to the eighteen levels of **** in the underworld and suffer.
If you want to escape, you must become a believer of the gods so that you can be redeemed by the gods when your soul goes to the underworld after death and enjoy eternal joy in the kingdom of God.
(End of this chapter)
