Rural Shennong

Finally, he let out a vicious curse, and the phantom of Birdman's soul disappeared like a bubble.

Chen Ping stepped forward and grabbed the dementor ring, stuffed it under the creaking hole, and watched vigilantly at the spirit bottle that rushed over from the air.

"Don't even think about it, go back to me!"

The spirit bottle circled around Chen Ping for a long time, but found that there was nowhere to go, so he had no choice but to dive back into Chen Ping's spiritual world.

Chen Ping didn't dare to put the Dementor ring in the spiritual sea, but put it in a storage ring.

Cheers sounded from the foot of the holy mountain.

"Long live the Qing Emperor!"

"The Qing Emperor is invincible!"

"Savior, hero!"

This cheering reputation has spread to all parts of the world through mountains, rivers, and seas.

Chen Ping raised his head and opened his arms, with a smile on his face, enjoying the cheers of countless people.

He's getting a little giddy, not emotionally but physically.

Chen Ping can feel a lot of emotions, even mountains and seas cannot block the existence of such emotions.

This feeling made him as refreshed as soaking in a hot spring on a cold day.

He could even vaguely hear someone calling him the Sword God, and he could vaguely "see" some people prostrate on the ground in his direction and chant his name.

Some small light spots floated out of those people.

Chen Ping didn't know what these light spots were, but he had a kind of understanding somewhere.

As long as he absorbed these light spots, his cultivation and strength would improve by leaps and bounds.

"I'm slaughtering a god, I'm a sword god, hehehe!"

At this moment, Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes. He understood what these light spots were, and they should be the power of faith.

A thin layer of cold sweat instantly oozed from Chen Ping's forehead.

"No, I can't become a god, absolutely can't become a god!"

He witnessed with his own eyes how the light gods were defeated after they came.

It can be said that the Guangming Protoss also believed in success and failure. If it hadn't been backlashed by the power of faith, even the saint would have defected. Even if Chen Ping had the spirit bottle, he would have no chance of winning.

Chen Ping is very self-aware. He knows that he is a person who would rather bend than bend. He doesn't know what compromise is, and he doesn't bother to fool the world with a hypocritical face.

Since his debut, he has encountered too much slander and abuse. Although he won in the end, with his character, it is hard to guarantee that this kind of thing will happen again.

If he becomes a god, and because of certain things, he is slandered and abused by the world, he will also be backlashed by faith.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping lowered his arms and shouted loudly to those who knelt and kowtowed to him in prayer: "Be quiet, everyone be quiet!"

"Everyone lying on the ground, get up, what are you doing!"

"I am not a god, I am human just like you!"

"There is no god in this world at all. That bird man is just a god he thinks he is. Do you recognize it?"

"If there is a god, how could the god be eliminated by me? How could the god cause so many killings and catastrophes?"

"Don't worship me blindly, I'm just one of hundreds of millions of human beings."

"I killed this bird man who thought he was a god, not only for human beings, but also for myself and my loved ones. I am not as great as you think!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping stepped on the Life Bone Sword and floated away.

His unrestrained back was witnessed by countless people and became a precious memory of these people for a lifetime.

Hundreds of thousands of people at the scene, and billions of people around the world, were completely silent at the moment.

Shocked, puzzled, confused, incomprehensible, unbelievable.

No one knew why Chen Ping did this.

Based on what he has done today, it can be said that he has turned the tide and gained both fame and fortune.

As long as he ascends to the top, he will naturally become the belief of countless people.

But he took the initiative to shatter this beautiful dream that countless people couldn't even break their heads, and shattered it with his own hands.

Even the harshest person can't understand Chen Ping's purpose.

"He is a true benevolent man!"

"That's right, apart from Lord Qingdi, I'm afraid there is no one else in this world who can be so magnanimous?"

"Reversing the universe, saving the world from water and fire, but not sitting next to the god's seat, Lord Qingdi said that he is not a god, but in my heart, he is more respectable than a god!"

After suffering such a catastrophe, the holy court has completely lost the soil of existence.

Jeff Hamilton and Fabilo III sneaked away when Birdman was suppressed by the spirit bottle.

For the rest of their lives, I'm afraid they can only live in a dark corner like mice, dragging their feet along.

Some of the clergy of the holy religion committed suicide, and some were massacred openly and secretly.

The four big cities were destroyed by energy backlash because of the God's Descending Formation. The violent explosion was comparable to a super mushroom egg. Millions of Westerners died on the spot in the explosion, and countless people were injured.

Among these people, there are the most devout believers in the Holy Court who go to admire the divine light, and there are also many ordinary people.

No matter which relatives and friends of the victims, they all wish to uproot the Holy Court.

High-ranking members of the Holy Court, such as Jeff Hamilton and Fabilo III, are wanted worldwide.

Yuan Chuanzi was very miserable. When he saw the God of Light being destroyed, he knew he was doomed. I am afraid that there would be no place for him on the whole earth.

He wanted to run, but before he reached the ground, he was surrounded by angry crowds.

Yuan Chuanzi was about to pee out of fear, and immediately ordered his bodyguards: "Stop these mobs, hurry up, and escort me away!"

"Let me tell you, I am a citizen of Citigroup. If you guys dare to beat me, international disputes will arise. I guarantee that you will not be able to afford it!"

When he said this, a bodyguard suddenly turned around, kicked Yuan Chuanzi's knee, and kicked him to the ground.

Yuan Chuanzi screamed: "Ah, you dare to hit me!"

He couldn't continue because the other bodyguards around him also glared at him.

Seeing the crowd getting closer and closer, Yuan Chuanzi was scared out of his wits: "I... I was wrong, I will issue a public apology."

"Yes, yes, I will kneel down and apologize to Chen...uh no, to Qingdi Sword God in public."

"Don't come here, don't come here~!"

The Chamber of Industry and Commerce originally wanted to punish Yuan Chuanzi for a felony, but when they arrived at the scene, they only saw a pile of bodies smashed by the turned tiles, and a terrified, distorted face twitching.

A member of the security team asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want to investigate?"

The captain of the security team who led the team glanced at Yuan Zhouzi's body in disgust: "The law does not punish the public, he deserves his death!"

"Hurry up and put away this pile of garbage, this thing is so disgusting when it's dead."

Those who supported the Holy Court, whether they were believers or priests, were liquidated.

The only one who survived was Saint Adeline.

At that time, she ran down the mountain and began to treat the injured people.

Many people refused to let her touch her, and looked at her disgustedly.

Some people beat her and scolded her, but she didn't say a word and insisted on treating people with light energy.

Face value is sometimes really a good card that can exempt damage.

The beauty of Ai Jielina, the saint, is so good, she looks holy and full of heart-warming power.

Gradually, her behavior of treating everyone was recognized.