Become a God Today, Join the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group

"Yes, any Amaterasu is a lie, a bunch of **** liars!!!"

"We are believers of God, and we will be crowned God Realm after we die!!!"

Everyone talked a lot, but the priest looked complicated.

He looked at the robe on his body and fell silent.

The clown turned out to be me?

In order to maintain the majesty of God, our family has worked hard for thousands of years, but we have not received any substantive response.

No miracle has ever been seen.

Only occasionally get some specious information.

They speculate on their own.

A false god...hehe...really a false god.

Extremely hypocritical! ! !

Very ugly! ! !

"Going to you, Amaterasu, I quit. Our clan has served for thousands of years, and all our strength is cultivated by ourselves, not given by you.

I bother..."

The priest wanted to know the whole story, tore his robe to pieces, and the hair ornaments on his head were also thrown on the ground by him, trampling crazily.

The onlookers looked at each other, but they all understood him very well.

It is expected that any family that has been deceived for thousands of years will end up like this.

Yoya Shiki gave a deep look at the priest, and said to the wife next to him: "Go and comfort the elders. After all, the priests have helped us a lot."

Tianyin nodded silently when he heard the words, and walked over to persuade him.

And Tanjirou's father and others, after seeing the gods leave, said to him earnestly: "My child, in the future you have to do the work of the gods earnestly.

Don't be arrogant and arrogant, the Lord God resurrects me, but it consumes a lot of power! "

The power needed to bring the dead back to life is not what they guessed.

But it must be huge.

Nidouzi, the stove door next to him, interrupted at this time: "I also want to cheer up with my brother. From now on, I will promote the doctrine. When I wait for the next festival, I will serve the gods like Sister Butterfly Ninja and return his kindness."

Knowing grace is a virtue.

What's more, the gods also resurrected his family.

Chapter 57: Purgatory Xing Shou Lang: I'm sorry, I didn't expect to resist even a single shot! [图]

After the festival.

Yoya Shiki summoned eight pillars and told them: "This time I killed the three ghosts of the winding, the ghost dance will definitely be angry if it is not miserable.

But also afraid.

So, Tanjirou, your business is to find Wu Mi, and the rest of the people are here to guard against other winds.

If you are lucky, you will see the difference before sunrise tomorrow.

In the future, the swordsmen will also become believers and promote the doctrines of the gods. "

"Yes, please follow your orders."

Although the envoy was Tanjirou, everyone still habitually obeyed the command of the master.

Looking at the people who are busy.

Yoya Shiki, who came to the official boss, smiled at them and said, "You have to rely on your help to develop the religious affairs."

"Where else, when the gods came just now, the dark wounds in our bodies that gave us the light are gone, and now we are stronger than young people, such a good thing will naturally develop with our best."

"Yes, we are also believers in the future, how dare to slack off."

You can even resurrect the dead.

If you and others develop the doctrine, you can still achieve the small wish of a few hundred years of life.

Their requirements are not high.

A few more years will be enough.

"Then thank you all!"

Yoya Shiki, said with a smile.

Now the miracle has not spread, but for ghosts.

What happened today is very uncomfortable.

The low-level ghost was directly shaken to death.

The winded ghost also hid in the cave and shivered.

Even the ghost king was scared into a cold sweat.

"What the **** was that just now, is it a god... No, that kind of thing doesn't exist at all, it's just an illusion!"

Talk about it.

However, Gui Wu was still extremely frightened in his miserable heart.

So he ordered the rest to be wound together to investigate.

Otherwise, they will die on the spot.

Night falls.

In the woods with gusts of wind, three figures rushed towards the base of the ghost killing team.

Tong Mo laughed as he always said: "If the gods give us power, we should not be able to beat the opponent by our ability. Master Wu Mi is the one who came to die this time."

"If you don't come, you will die, which one do you choose?"

Yiwozao coldly snorted, his tone full of unhappiness.

No one wants to die.

But he couldn't help it.

Who told the other party to take control of his own life?

If it doesn't come, the body will explode in the next second, and the kind that can't be recovered.

Black Death Mou, who was walking in front, said in a deep voice, "What about the messenger of the gods? As long as the gods don't make their own moves, I will kill as many as they come. I haven't killed them before."

"The boss is still domineering, he deserves to be a man who has lived for hundreds of years."

Within a moment of effort, they came to the top of the mountain.

A golden light shone from a distance.

Take a closer look, it turned out to be a magnificent temple.

【Eternal Gods】

"This is their temple? It looks good, I want to occupy the place of the ecclesiastical religion. It is much more beautiful than mine."

As the pope of the ecclesiastical religion.

There is no such good place in Tongmo, and the night is so beautiful, it will definitely attract more people to come and eat for yourself.

What a great place.

"Breath of Flame, Zero Type, Fall of Meteor"

A fiery scorching wave whizzed from below, and the entire mountain forest instantly ignited.

The violent temperature burned the hair of all three people.

Tong Mo's complexion changed drastically, but he wanted to move but found that it was too late to dodge, and the flame meteor had already arrived in front of him.

This speed is so fast, no wonder other ghosts will die.

Hei Si Mou had already left a moment ago.

And Yiwozao also evacuated this place with perception, but Tong Mo was deeply caught in the flames.

The whole body followed the mountain and turned to ashes.

Such terrifying sword skills gave Hei Si Mou a sense of powerlessness to face his elder brother.

Terrible and helpless.

The two moods are constantly intertwined.

"Unexpectedly, our strength gap has been completely reversed. It is really thanks to the Lord God that we can kill the ghosts on the string with just one blow."

Purgatory Kyrgyzstan, carrying the Sunwheel Sword, walked up from the bottom of the mountain.

Came together.

There are other column-level swordsmen.

"Hey...Xing Shou Lang, it's not good for you to play yin like this. It was obviously agreed to come to the top of the mountain before doing it."

Yinzhu was very dissatisfied with his preemptive action, and kept complaining.

There is also a lot of strength.

Just the prey is not divided enough.

Purgatory Apricot Shou Lang laughed, rubbing his hair, and said with a smile: "Sorry, then I won't do anything, I just saw three ghosts chatting, and I felt angry in my heart."

"Then how do you divide the rest? Why don't you give it to me!"

Xia Zhu stared blankly at the two remaining ghosts, and rushed over with a flash of her body.

The rest of the people have the same idea, and no one wants to fall behind.

In an instant, the two ghosts were enveloped by countless sword skills.

"Xia’s Breath, Eight Types, Thousands of Colors"

"The Breath of Sound·The Six Type·Thunder Bombing"

...

Every move is an innovative move, all inspired by Liu Che's arrival.

"Moon's Breath, Nine Shapes, Falling Moon, Connecting Faces"

"Moon's Breath, Fourteen Types, Fierce Change, Sky Manchurian Moon"

The black death Mou didn't want to be killed, so he used all his strength.

Countless crescents moved towards the interception of the moves overhead.

Chapter 58 Wu Mi: I feel that the whole world is targeting me!

Use two consecutive sword skills.

Black Death Mou thought he could block the attack of the swordsmen.

As a result, his proud sword skills were vulnerable to the swordsmen who had acquired the idea of ​​meditation.

The crescent was crushed.

The powerful force blocked his moving position.

In the next instant, painful sensations appeared in all parts of the body.

The black death Mou, who had been tyrannical for hundreds of years, was beaten into a sieve.

And these swords have terrible power attached to them.

All the cells died one by one, and the healing power of the ghost completely lost its effectiveness.

"No... I don't want to die yet... I still want to be stronger!"

Hei Si Mou's body was shattered, leaving only half of his head, still struggling.

Accompanied by a meteor hammer fell.

This swordsman who betrayed the ghost killing team spent hundreds of years before he completely died today!