Master Dan Dao

Chapter 6886 Inexplicably one less believer

Zhao Wuling looked at Old Ming with an indifferent face, and didn't explain much, just reached out his hand and threw a stone at him.

"See for yourself, the emperor is really not in a hurry for the eunuch."

Zhao Wuling's contemptuous words almost made Old Ming go berserk.

But at the moment, Elder Ming is still sensible, because he knows that under such persecution, he can still maintain his sanity and show him things, which must have a great impact on what he insists on doing.

But looking at this stone, Old Ming was at a loss.

what is this?

He was still scolding before, why was he suddenly thrown a stone?

This is no joke.

The corners of Zhao Wuling's mouth were raised, and he looked at Old Ming with the eyes of those in the Lord God Star Territory.

That's the look in the eyes of a country bumpkin.

"Pour the power of faith into it, and you will know what kind of **** you are saying now."

Zhao Wuling had no intention of being polite to Old Ming.

According to his understanding of Qin Yichen's order, it is time to teach these people a lesson and let them know that the majesty of the Lord of Light cannot be violated.

Only in this way can the Lord of Light stand firm among the wild gods.

Old Ming, as Zhao Wuling said, poured the power of faith into it, and after a while, a light curtain rose in front of him.

That was the scene where Zeus took countless believers and chatted with Qin Yichen in this demolished open space.

"I haven't seen what your temple looks like. You can just give a drawing and let them build it according to it."

Qin Yichen was flattered.

"Thank you, Lord Zeus."

Zeus smiled brightly.

"It doesn't matter, this little thing is what I should do. By the way, after the temple is built, if you have any dissatisfaction, just tell me, and I will let them demolish it and rebuild it."

"I still have some unfinished business over there, so it can be considered a leisurely time."

After a brief conversation, Zeus left.

And this scene was also recorded by the members of the Temple of the Lord of Light. This is evidence that the Lord of Light was able to talk to Zeus, and it is also one of the best means to strengthen the Temple of the Lord of Light.

As long as they take this thing out, don't mention how much face it has.

When the light curtain dissipated, Zhao Wuling looked at the old Ming in front of him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of mockery in his smile.

"Why, do you still want to tell us what to do now?"

"Of course, if you insist on doing this, I don't mind giving you a little memory."

Zhao Wuling licked his lips, and the blood-thirsty aura rushed into his heart.

With the suppression of Zhao Wuling's breath, the old man immediately hesitated.

Now is not the time to be brave, without the support of Zeus, his wild **** is really not enough to see in front of the Lord of Light.

He quickly waved his hand.

"I'm not worried that you disobey Lord Zeus, although the way of reminding is a bit extreme."

"Don't mention this! This time I came to you for another purpose."

"Last time I was bewitched, and you have seen it. I was this brainless and violent temper. They persuaded me to do something bad to the Temple of the Lord of Light."

"This is my compensation for the Temple of the Lord of Light, and please accept it for the Lord of Light."

After speaking, Old Ming bowed deeply to Zhao Wuling.

Only he himself knows how terrifying and how much anger lies beneath the seemingly humble surface.

Zhao Wuling summoned his subordinates.

"Take it, next time you give a gift, I hope you won't be so rude."

"If it wasn't for the Lord of Light, who had already given an order and didn't want to have too many conflicts with you, I would have wiped you out completely now."

"Dare to be arrogant in my Guangzhu Temple, I won't leave you a dog next time!"

The last two words blurted out, and Zhao Wuling suddenly had a majestic power of faith, and countless cyan flowers bloomed beside Zhao Wuling.

The enormous pressure of the power of belief suddenly suppressed Old Ming so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

It wasn't until this moment that Elder Ming understood why the Light Lord Temple had the courage to take revenge on the more than ten wild holy temples. It was at this moment that he completely woke up. The strength gap between the two sides was no longer a star.

Even a wild **** like him, a person with a divine personality, is a person who possesses the power of faith born out of all believers.

In front of Zhao Wuling, he was just a humble ant, and even he could be sure that if he really did it, he would not be able to make ten moves in Zhao Wuling's hands.

Such a majestic power of belief, mighty and mighty, is like the pressure of boundless tide.

Old Ming insisted that he would not let himself lie on the ground in an embarrassed manner like a group of believers, and he raised his head stubbornly.

You can clearly see the blue flowers blooming around Zhao Wuling.

Old Ming couldn't hold back at all.

"The power of faith has actually transformed!"

"impossible!"

"Even Lord Zeus can't do this, why!"

In the midst of panic, Elder Ming was finally crushed to the ground by the majestic power of faith. Zhao Wuling shook the non-existent ash on his shoulders in disdain, and the boundless power of faith disappeared in an instant.

Looking down at the ants on the ground, Zhao Wuling sneered disdainfully.

"I remember the people who were asked by the Lord to do this at the beginning. Yes, those gods second only to the Lord God. As early as yesterday, they were like me to make amends in the Temple of the Lord."

"I see if your brain is not very good, I will give you some tips, I hope you don't do it again next time."

After Zhao Wuling's cold voice, Old Ming led a group of subordinates and got up in embarrassment.

At this moment, Zhuang Wei walked into the hall.

"Go back to Lord Zhao Wuling, there are two more temples outside to apologize, I don't know what to do."

Zhao Wuling waved his hand directly.

"What kind of good things can these wild gods send, just say a few words and send them away."

Seeing this scene, Ming Lao completely understood that his so-called strength, his so-called strength, and everything he thought were false.

In front of the Temple of the Lord of Light, he was just an insignificant role.

Even the believers in the Temple of the Lord of Light never looked at him.

The counterattack of the Temple of the Lord of Light last night only used one subordinate to completely suppress him, and what did their deity do?

From the words of Zhao Wuling just now, it is not difficult to guess that they have already attacked the gods who have left the status of wild gods, and they have returned with great success.

Trembling bowed his head, Old Ming's voice trembled a little.

"I see."

After finishing speaking, Ming Lao took his believers out of the Temple of the Lord of Light.

Along the way, what kept appearing in Old Ming's mind was the terrifying scene he had seen before. The monstrous power of belief rolled in like a surging tide, drowning him almost instantly.

And this is just a subordinate of the Temple of the Lord of Light, a subordinate who is not well-known.

If the Temple of the Lord of Light really went all out, Old Ming couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be like.

Suddenly, Elder Ming turned to look at the group of believers, and his brows furrowed.

"Where's the Ellen?"