Now I have become a god and joined the chat group of all realms

One after another, martial arts masters were slaughtered.

Even many monks were killed.

But for ordinary people, not only did they not think that the chief priest was cruel, but they felt very happy.

On weekdays, these martial arts masters think highly of themselves.

They look down on everyone.

They beat and kill ordinary people at will.

They just have no other choice, so they swallow their anger.

Now seeing these martial arts masters die, they can't wait to jump up and cheer!

Murong Fu chanted loudly, and the other believers followed suit. The sky above the entire Dali Kingdom was shrouded in a divine haze.

But people didn't notice it for the time being.

They closed their eyes.

Meditating on the Dharma body of the gods.

Praying for the arrival of God.

Although the territory of Dali Kingdom is not large and the national strength is not strong, they have dragon energy.

All the passing is blessed by dragon energy.

But at present, the dragon energy in the world is scattered, not even as good as the Liao Dynasty in the north.

The dragon energy dormant in the earth veins.

Awakened by the inexplicable breath, it opened its eyes and looked at the sky in confusion.

This breath is really wonderful.

It made it salivate.

As a dragon vein with low intelligence, driven by instinct, it constantly swallowed the power of faith condensed in the air.

The body of the god gradually became stronger.

Consciousness also became condensed.

Murong Fu looked at the unpredictable sky, and his mood could not help but get excited.

It worked.

Sure enough, blood sacrifice is the most effective method, and national sacrifice can produce greater effects.

He has seen everyone's sacrifice.

Among them, Chu Xuanfeng's power is the greatest, and the rest is only Tanjiro's second.

When everyone was developing believers, Murong Fu was studying this issue. Is it because of the power of believers that the blessings bestowed by the gods have increased?

Now the answer has been confirmed.

Looking around, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and he can feel that his soul has been elevated without opening his eyes.

There is no need to rise to the sky.

He can feel the thoughts and emotions of all believers in Dali.

Excitement, piety, fear, and awe....

All the emotions were in full view.

What kind of power is this.

No wonder Li Shimin could cut a mountain with one sword!

With such divine power, the whole world is under his control.

But we still can't relax, and we can't be proud at all!

Murong Fu calmed down his excitement and continued:"At this moment, the third step of the national sacrifice! Dedicate the pure woman..."

"They will represent the Dali Kingdom and serve the gods..."

Several women in white dresses and white veils on their faces, under the guidance of the female officials of the Divine Religion, came to the altar and knelt down.

Among them, Wang Yuyan knelt in the front, followed by Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing. The three girls chanted the meditation method at the same time.

They were full of longing and expectation in their hearts.

Not far away, two men in black silently observed Murong Fu in the distance, their expressions full of surprise.

One of them was Qiao Feng's father, and the other was Murong Fu's father.

Both of them came to watch after receiving the news of the Dali incident.

But they didn't expect to see the celestial phenomena change.

Murong Bo pursed his lips. He didn't expect his son to have such ability that he could actually contact God.

Should he go out and confess to this child?

He hesitated.

After all, the two haven't seen each other for a long time.

He hid from place to place. Although his martial arts are good, it is still too bad compared to Murong Fu now.

Besides, he was afraid that his son would be"filial" and kill himself.

That would be the end.

Forget it, let's wait.

On the other side, Qiao Feng's father had murderous intent in his eyes.

Why do other people's sons live so well, but his own son can't? It's really hateful!

But thinking of what happened when he sneaked into the palace a few days ago, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

This is not Shaolin Temple, but it is more terrifying than Shaolin Temple.

One guard is stronger than those chief monks.

I don't know how they are trained.

He touched his broken hind leg and sighed deeply in his heart.

""Little ghost, are you performing a ritual?"

The sudden voice interrupted Murong Fu's sacrifice.

He opened his eyes and looked. He saw a white-haired girl standing not far away, laughing at him, her eyes full of curiosity and ferocity.

Such a strange person made him frown.

"Who are you and why are you interrupting my sacrifice?"

"Me? Hehe..."I am the most powerful martial artist in the world today, the Child-like Grandma of Tianshan in Lingjiu Palace!!!" the little girl said proudly.

Her eyes kept scanning the blood altar, and her expression gradually became stiff.

Because she found that she was locked by thousands of powerful auras.

What's going on?

Could this person really be a messenger of God?

Murong Fu's face sank, and he said in a cold voice:"I don't care if you are the Child-like Grandma of Tianshan or the Old Monster of Tianshan, the sacred sacrifice must not be desecrated!"

His eyes narrowed.

The Tianshan Child-Girl, who was so proud just now, was knocked away in an instant.

She fell to the ground, looking at the other party in disbelief.

What happened just now?

Why didn't she see it?

What a weird move!

Originally, she came here just to hear from her subordinates that the Tianlong Temple in Dali was destroyed and a group of super powerful forces appeared.

So she planned to come and see out of curiosity.

If the other party's martial arts are good, she planned to sneak a look.

But she didn't expect that Murong Fu was so weird.

Just one blow almost took her life. If she had known, she would not come.

Tianshan Child-Girl stood up and wanted to leave, but found that several of her bones were broken, and blood gushed out of her mouth when she just exerted force.

Obviously, she couldn't move anymore.

"Humph, just lie there. If the offerings are not enough, I will use you to fill the gap."

Murong Fu turned around and prepared to continue the sacrifice.

But something unexpected happened.

A leaf with a sharp buzzing sound cut through the air and hit him from behind.

"It seems that I won't feel at ease until I get rid of all these troubles of yours!"

The voice revealed the master's anger.

Murong Fu turned around quickly and shouted, and the leaves shattered instantly.

The energy attached to them was also shattered.

"Huh? You actually have the strength of a land immortal!"

The old voice sounded very surprised.

He originally thought that he was the only immortal in the world.

But he didn't expect that this person was born���Murong Fu, who has been here for ten years, actually has such strength.

It seems that it is very necessary to come here this time. Murong

Fu snorted lightly, put his fingers together to form a sword, and chopped towards the house in the distance.

The magnificent palace shattered.

A figure fell from the sky.

He moved gracefully, and was able to cross the void without any force, and finally stood opposite the altar. This is an old monk. His clothes are tattered and even have a few patches. With a white beard and a hunched back, it can be seen that this monk is already old. Although he is very old, the light in his eyes is frighteningly bright, like a sword that kills people.

"Who are you?"

"I am just a sweeping monk, not worth mentioning. It is just that the donor Murong was able to break through to the realm of land immortals in such a short time, which really makes me feel strange."

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes, his body was full of murderous intent, and asked:"Do you want to stop me?"

Bao Bu Tong and several others have surrounded him.

The thousands of guardians also came over.

At this time, the old monk could not fly away.

But he was not panicked, but looked at the altar greedily, licking his lips and said:"What a good treasure, do you know, I have been searching for countless years, always wanting to find a way to leave this world.

However, I searched all over the nine states but couldn't find the way.

In the end, I could only rely on Buddhist scriptures to suppress the murderous aura in my body, so that I could survive.

Now that I see this altar, I understand that this opportunity is waiting for me...."

Before he finished speaking, all the nearby masters moved.

Each of them had innate strength, but in front of the old man, they couldn't even survive a single move.

In just a moment, hundreds of people died on the ground.

But none of these believers were afraid, and they continued to attack.

This madness made the onlookers shudder.

Such a terrible master was not afraid of death. What kind of cohesion was this? It was really terrible!

"It's so satisfying. It's been a long time since I slaughtered innate masters like this. Just drinking your blood can extend my life by hundreds of years!!!"

The sweeping monk was as fierce as a demon, and his cruelty was outrageous.

Both his martial arts and combat experience were far beyond what ordinary people could do.

Murong Fu would naturally not sit idly by, but although he was strong, his experience was not as good as that of the demon monk.

In addition, there were too many people watching the sacrifice nearby, so he couldn't move his hands and feet.

Gradually, as time passed, one innate master after another was thrown out like mud and died on the spot.

Tianshan Tonglao, who was lying on the ground, looked at the demon monk's martial arts, and her eyes were more and more surprised.

Although most of the demon monk's kung fu came from Shaolin, only the internal strength was definitely not Shaolin kung fu.

Shaolin kung fu emphasizes masculinity and vigor.

But the internal strength of this demon monk is unpredictable, sometimes cold and sometimes masculine.

"You are the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect!..."

When Tianshan Tonglao saw the demon monk using Beiming Magic, she finally understood his identity. She couldn't help screaming.

The demon monk looked back and smiled, admitting his identity.

He was Xiaoyaozi, the founder of Xiaoyao Sect!

Relying on Beiming Magic, he wandered around the world in his later years, looking for the way to immortality, but unfortunately, even if he searched through ancient books and visited countless holy places, the results were the same.

The road to heaven was broken.

There was no possibility of promotion at all.

In order to vent his anger, he killed countless sects, so that countless inheritances were cut off.

There was no other inheritance in the Central Plains.

There were only two unique descendants of Xiaoyao Sect and Shaolin.

The rest were just garbage to him.

Not worth mentioning at all.

The ancient inheritance was cut off, causing the martial arts world to completely decline. Just when Xiaoyaozi thought that he could only spend his later years in Shaolin in this life,

Murong Fu finally appeared.

So he came here.

When the demon monk saw the divine clouds all over the sky, tears filled his eyes, and then he ran out and started killing people.

Prepare to seize Murong Fu's position and become the chief priest.

After all, the gods only need agents.

Anyone can do it, right?

"Ding...Your believers have sacrificed a martial arts master to you, triggering a thousand-fold increase, and you have obtained the immortal skill [Six-turn Golden Body Skill]."

When Liu Che came to the world membrane, the prompt sound slowly ended. The martial arts masters at the beginning were all from other sects, and the skills they obtained were different according to the different skills.

The last batch of people killed were all from Shaolin Temple.

So what they got were all Buddhist teachings.

No matter what method it is, it is good for Fang Zhe, so that the believers can be diversified in the future.

In fact, he doesn't like to kill bald donkeys.

But he doesn't have any skills.

Even if he says it is the origin of the Buddha, people won't believe it, right?

But with this Buddhist law, it's different.

Buddha was created by me, so naturally Liu Che is the original god!

Gusts of cold wind, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The monster The monk's moves were strange and extraordinary.

Every move revealed viciousness, and he focused on Murong Fu's eyes and penis.

Wang Yuyan and other women were anxious, but they did not dare to leave their seats.

They could only close their eyes and pray continuously.

They hoped that God would come soon and deal with this evil monk.

The divine clouds in the sky became brighter and brighter, even covering the sun's rays.

Divine sounds came from heaven.

It seemed to come from the ancient times, mysterious, majestic, and inviolable.

Boom.

The heaven and earth shook, and the whole world was hit by hurricanes and earthquakes.

Residents of various countries showed fear on their faces, thinking that they had done something wrong and aroused the anger of God.

Only in the cities on the border of the Song Dynasty.

People could see the divine clouds and intentions shrouding the Dali Kingdom.

The officials looked at the sky, their faces changing again and again.

"Quick, get your writing brush and ink ready!"

He had to quickly tell the emperor about this. Auspicious signs had actually descended on Dali. Doesn't this mean that the Central Plains will change its master in the future?

This is a big deal.

In front of the altar, Murong Fu heard the divine voice above his head.

His expression became excited.

The gods have come.

The gods have finally come!!

""Evil monk, you can't do anything to me, but my god will come and make you die without a burial place!"

Xiaoyaozi didn't say anything.

He looked at the sky with a gloomy look.

His heart was filled with fear.

Suddenly, he turned his spearhead and concentrated his divine power.���He attacked the altar.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Otherwise, he would die. He had to destroy the altar and force the altar to find out how to contact God!

Xiaoyaozi was extremely fast and arrived in front of the altar in an instant. His powerful true energy condensed into the Yin and Yang forces.

He fiercely attacked the altar.

""Evil beast!"

A thunderclap suddenly sounded from the unpredictable sky.

The demon monk Xiaoyaozi was frozen in time the moment he heard the sound.

Murong Fu had just caught up with him, and looking at the motionless enemy, he knelt on the ground in excitement.

"Eternal God, your devout believers, thank you for coming..."

"It is you who peeled off the fog and made us, a humble being, realize how stupid we are. You are the light of wisdom...."

Seeing this, other believers began to pray.

The endless stream of faith reached the sky.

But those outsiders were confused.

Why did such a terrifying demon monk suddenly stop moving? Was he acupunctured?

Impossible.

While thinking about it, a huge pressure came from the sky.

Qiao Feng and others didn't even react.

They were knocked to the ground by the pressure.

This force was invisible, but it was difficult to resist until they fell to the ground.

This strange force disappeared.