Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

"They all agreed to sell steel to my country at the international market price! And there is no reduction in the quantity!"

"Based on this calculation, [-] tons of steel, plus the [-] million tons of steel in our country's reserves, have already met the needs of the Great Wall of Steel!"

As soon as this word comes out.

Chen Yan's eyes widened immediately: "Really?"

"real!"

"It's strange." Although Chen Yan was happy, he still didn't dare to believe it: "How could those countries be willing to sell us so much steel?"

It was a bit of a sudden surprise.

Chapter 27 My Buddha's Mercy

To know.

Da Xia had just announced at this time that the gods were about to descend.

At this time, other countries should have also attracted attention and raised their vigilance. It is a critical moment to gather all resources and prepare to deal with the gods.

All resources are extremely precious at this time.

Especially steel resources!

But these countries are willing to sell it to Daxia at the market price?

This made Chen Yan a little incomprehensible.

"Who knows, maybe, they want to help us? I originally prepared several plans, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

Shang Weitian also looked confused, he really couldn't understand why the top leaders of those countries would agree...

Chen Yan was silent for a long time: "It seems that we misunderstood them before. The high-level officials in these countries are all good people!"

Chen Yan didn't know the sinister thoughts of John and Pu Trump.

In his opinion, this is sacrificing one's life for others!

Tell others by yourself that the gods are about to come, and you should prepare quickly.

As a result, they directly sent the most precious steel resources to Daxia, regardless of their own safety, but also to protect Daxia!

At this juncture, it would be difficult for even a brother to do such a touching thing, right?

"They really want to help me Daxia wholeheartedly." Chen Yan sighed, then suddenly came back to his senses, and walked out the door quickly: "Follow me to the highest conference room and meet the commander-in-chief directly!"

"This matter must be reported to the commander-in-chief personally!"

Shang Weitian also straightened his face, and walked quickly to the door.

And this time.

In the highest meeting room.

The table has been pulled away, and everyone is sitting on the ground, cross-legged and eyes closed, with their hands on their knees and their palms facing the sky.

Lin Fan was pressing his hands on the soft and elastic back of the girl Xingye from Moyinxing Luomen, while slowly releasing his god-killing power into the opponent's body, while carefully feeling the flow of the opponent's breath.

"Don't move, let me move."

"Hold your mind, follow my guide, and guide the power of killing gods to go to Fengchi, Fengfu, Yuzhen... You must keep in mind these acupuncture points. Every time you use the power of killing gods to run five big circles, and then practice your Moyin technique."

"Hmm..." Feeling the hot breath coming from behind her, the girl's pretty face, hidden under the black scarf, turned slightly red.

"Why is your body shaking all the time?" Lin Fan's expression tightened suddenly, "You don't have any old illnesses, do you?"

Lin Fan knew that some of these ancient martial arts inheritors were likely to suffer from some hidden diseases due to years of practice.

Although it is said that after practicing the god-killing and demon-killing skills, the power of killing gods will gradually calm down the hidden diseases in their bodies, but what is most lacking at present is time!

"Just tell me if you have a hidden illness, and I'll help you..." Lin Fan looked concerned.

but.

"Hmm~"

The girl suddenly let out a soft snort.

The body trembled even more violently.

"I, I don't have a hidden disease..." The girl murmured softly, "You pressed too hard..."

Lin Fan was slightly taken aback.

His face became weird.

He suddenly remembered that there was a gossip in the future.

The patron saint of Daxia, Xingye, has a sensitive constitution.

Of course, this is a good thing. After all, people with sensitive constitutions can keenly capture changes in the environment, such as temperature, humidity, and even a trace of air flow can be easily captured.

Moreover, the response ability of the nerves is far superior to that of ordinary people, and the manipulation of the body is also more powerful.

This can be said to be very suitable for Mo Yinxing, who is famous for assassinations, to fall.

Only some aspects are more sensitive...

Lin Fan weakly withdrew his hand on Xingye's soft and elastic waist, but saw Xingye stood up blushing, and whispered: "Commander, can I go back and change a pair of pants first?"

"Ah?" Lin Fan raised his head like a fool, and asked curiously, "Why did you change your pants?"

"Wet..."

Xingye was so shy that she could hardly raise her head, her eyes were full of water vapor, she didn't dare to look directly at Lin Fan.

"Ah." Lin Fan never expected Xingye to be so sensitive, and he waved his hand: "Go and come back quickly, remember the guidance I gave you just now, and continue to run the Great Week after you come back."

"Ah."

Xingye stood up with her head down, and walked out the door quickly.

Others seem to have never heard of this, but everyone is immersed in the practice of killing gods and demons.

They are the descendants of ancient martial arts.

In the previous practice, although there was no divine power floating in the air, so he was unable to cultivate the internal force for a long time, but the meridians had already been opened up.

At this time, after practicing the god-killing and demon-slaying skill, the divine power floating in the air merged into the body, turned into the power of killing gods, and filled the meridians that had been opened up but were dry and empty.

This feeling.

It's like a drought meets rain, and a long illness meets good medicine!

The god-killing power continued to grow and flow in the meridians, making them feel unprecedented power!

It is also nourishing their bodies all the time, and the hidden diseases that appeared due to excessive cultivation before are slowly recovering at this moment!

"Is this the internal force that our ancestors mentioned?" Wang Hu squeezed his fist excitedly while concentrating on his cultivation, "This kind of power... I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch!"

"The ancestors sincerely do not deceive me!"

"Although my boxing skills were strong before, but now it seems that they are simply weak! This kind of power... maybe, can I really fight against a god?"

Wang Hu, the successor of Xingyiquan, is so eager to fight at this time, he can't wait to fight that so-called god immediately!

behind him.

From time to time, ghostly images of tigers roaring, white cranes spreading their wings, and praying mantises preying.

Even those thick hands turned into tiger claws, crane wings, and praying mantis claws from time to time.

until this moment.

Wang Hu finally entered the gate of Xingyiquan!

beside him.

The middle-aged monk was sympathetic to his master, and while chanting sutras in a low voice, he followed Lin Fan's guidance and performed the god-killing and demon-slaying kung fu with all his strength!

all around him.

There is a faint phantom of a golden bell upside down, protecting him like an indestructible shield.

A circle of golden Buddha light emanated from the top of his head, and a golden letter D was faintly formed behind him.

Every inch of the skin on the whole body seemed to be plated with gold, and the vajra magic wand lying across the legs even had a golden light flowing, like a demon-subduing stick!

Just like the Buddha came to the world!

Although he has practiced Buddhist qigong for many years, a surge of joy still couldn't help but make this compassionate master who is usually neither happy nor sad smile.

this moment.

After possessing the power to kill gods, which is what Buddhism calls Buddha Qi.

Those dull and seemingly ineffective Buddhist martial arts in the past seem to have all come alive!

Buddha Gate Golden Bell Shade!

King Kong lion roar!

Don't move Mingwang body!

King Kong demon stick!

Just sitting there, the whole person is as thick as a mountain.

"Amitabha." The sympathetic guru, feeling the extraordinary power in his body, murmured in a low voice, "My Buddha is merciful. This time, I will allow the poor monk to save the gods."

Don't say Buddhism is compassionate.

There are also King Kong's angry eyes.

Anyone who dares to enter the Great Xia, even a god, dares to send you to the Western Paradise!

Amitabha.

This is the compassion of Buddhism and the compassion of Daxia.

Chapter 28 Awe-inspiring!

behind him.

The master of the Taoist sect crosses his knees and closes his eyes, behind him there is a phantom shadow of a yin and yang eight trigrams disk, spinning thousands of times.

Between the blending of black and white, the Taoist rhyme is infinite.

The old man's whole body seemed to be covered by clouds and mists, with an indescribably immortal demeanor and an indescribably profound aura.

Even Lin Fan couldn't help but look at it a few more times, feeling surprised.

This Wan Qian had only just practiced God Killing and Demon Slaughtering Art, and his aura became inexplicably ethereal and unfathomable, and even he himself couldn't fully understand it!

To know.

With the help of his previous life's cultivation experience, Lin Fan cultivated the God Slaughter Demon Slaughter Art to the Ninth Grade Great Perfection in two days, only half a step away from the most extreme demigod level!

Half step half God!

With only a slight difference, Lin Fan could break through and become a real human demigod!

And the old man has just practiced the skill of killing gods and demons, absorbing the divine power floating between heaven and earth, that is, the essence of the sun and moon that Taoists often say into his body.

can only say.

Great Xia's ancient martial arts are really impressive.

And Taoism is worthy of being the essence left by the ancestors of Daxia.

Even gods cannot be underestimated.

The old man with the yin and yang rotating eight trigrams disk on his back has a breath flowing all over his body. He is dressed in a Taoist robe without wind, and his white beard flutters, as if he is integrated with the heaven and the earth.

The mahogany sword on the back rose out of nowhere, spinning around the old man.

The yellow paper talisman at the waist moved with the wind, thousands of yellow papers scattered and distributed in the surrounding space, protecting the old man himself!

It turned out to be faintly forming a talisman array, using the Taoist array to further gather the sun and moon essence floating in the air, and speed up the cultivation!

"This old man is really shrewd..." Lin Fan admired him.

And the other side.