Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Presumptuous!" The god looked furious, and people came to the door, blocked the door and called him a fool, how could he not be angry?

"You Orientals, don't bully me too much! If you piss me off, I will let you taste the wrath of God!"

boom!

A bright holy light erupted from the body of the black god, like a landslide and a tsunami. Those holy lights slowly condensed and turned into a pair of white and flawless white wings behind it.

At the same time, visible to the naked eye, streaks of white light came from all directions, rumbled and swept towards the body of God almost crazily, and his wings became bigger and bigger for a while!

"The power of faith!" Wuwei was slightly surprised: "Where did this black God find so many believers to provide him with the power of faith?"

He quickly thought of the believers he had seen in the Garden of Eden. They didn't know how to resist and flee when they saw the enemy's invasion. Instead, they knelt down and prayed to God. They could hardly see other emotions except piety in their eyes.

"Captain, according to the old way, this black God should also be practicing meditation, but he doesn't know which god in the West he is visualizing. The power of faith he absorbs is exactly the method that Western spiritual masters are best at in the last era.

He must have used some method to brainwash the Western people on a large scale, otherwise it would be difficult to obtain so much power of faith, and most of those brainwashed will become fools who only believe in God. "

Fang Xiu didn't speak, but looked at the holy light on the black god, frowning slightly.

It's just because the holy light gave him a familiar feeling, like... an angel of a deceitful god!

When he fought the joker back then, he had summoned an angel to descend, and at that time, the angel also showed the tip of the iceberg of its own strength, which could make people madly praise the angel's deceitful ravings, and the holy light that seemed to be able to purify everything!

Now, the ability displayed by the black god is very similar to that of an angel. Could it be... the ghostly angel visualized by the black god?

It seems that the idea of ​​visualization has never been restricted to only visualize gods, and it has not been said that one cannot visualize ghost gods.

The aura of the God who has completed the transformation has skyrocketed dozens of times. With the power of faith, the aura that belongs only to the sixth-order powerhouse becomes even more terrifying, faintly surpassing Wuwei Veteran and Master Kongjian.

After all, this is the power that God bought by brainwashing a large number of Westerners into fools, and it is not insignificant.

"Fang Xiu, you have also seen my strength. I advise you to retreat in the face of difficulties and not easily start a war. As long as you leave, the conditions I promised you before will remain the same. I promise to give you all the antiques in a month..."

"How dare you mention antiques?" Yang Ming said angrily, "Do you really think we don't know your little thoughts?"

The face of the black god changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Ming sneered, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Fang Moli.

I saw Fang Moli clasping his hands in front of his chest, inserting the Xuanyuan sword obliquely, and slowly took a step forward, said indifferently: "Put away your ridiculous trick, it's just a small way to extract the power of the mind, besides deceiving yourself and others, who else can you deceive?"

Fang Moli pretended to be aggressive in the front, while Yang Ming made trouble in the back.

He whispered to the people on the side: "Who else can I fool? He said it as if he hadn't been fooled before.

Fang Moli, who was taken down, pretended not to hear, and continued to face God.

"Nonsense! I don't even know what you're talking about to extract the power of the mind. What evidence do you have to prove it!" God vehemently denied it, and didn't admit what he did at all.

Fang Moli's eyes were like cold lightning, his expression was aloof, and he said indifferently: "My words are evidence."

God seemed to have heard the very absurd words, and laughed a few times: "Your words are evidence? Just because of your little fifth step?"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Xiu: "Fang Xiu, the antiques have been returned to you in the Xia Kingdom, and now you are slandering me with such unwarranted charges? What about the evidence? What proof do you have that I did it! Just rely on this kid's words?

If you come to Xingshi to question the crime without evidence, you really think I'm easy to bully, don't you! "

With God's anger, with him as the center, the whole world seemed to be shaking faintly, and some weak ground even under this substantial momentum, did not break apart, forming spider web-like lines.

Facing God's anger, Fang Xiu nodded calmly, and only replied with two words: "Yes."

(Some things are delayed, and I will make up tomorrow.)