not scientific at all

Although Ascendants from other countries don't understand what is meant by "science and rational cultivation" and what is meant by "abolishing feudal superstition", everyone can understand the word "cult".There is only one religion in this world, which is the only religion that worships the supreme and only god in this world. He dared to say that the only religion is a cult and blaspheme the gods that these people believe in now. This group of devout believers will never tolerate it.

The whole battlefield was in commotion.Except for Vesta who was calmer, curses burst out from the seats of the other five national heroes: "Shameless Vesta, how dare you blaspheme the gods!"

"Kill this Vesta!"

"Kill this blasphemer, let him reflect on his sins in the fire of hell!"

"Kill Vesta's hypocrites!"

The irritated heroes rushed to attack him: the elves condensed into long arrows of light, the dragons spit out huge streams of fire, the rays of magic converged in mid-air, and the hands of alchemy puppets lit up with the light of energy waves... In all these attacks In addition, there was a huge and towering figure like a cliff rushing towards Qingjing.The giant spread its big palm wider than his whole body, pressing down from the top of his head overwhelmingly.

On Vesta's seat, several monks also took out their weapons and prepared to help Qingjing fight against the enemy.Xu Qingbo raised his hand to stop them, coughed twice, and said: "Let him try. Anyway, this battlefield can only allow one-on-one challenges now, and the attacks of those people just look terrible, and they can't fall to him." On him. Let’s take this opportunity to see what he can do, and we can arrange it later in the team battle.”

He sat firmly on the chair, pressing the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief from time to time, and the corner of the bottle full of zhenqi was slightly exposed behind the handkerchief.

The monks who had already got up hesitated for a moment, and sat back to their original positions. Only Fang Ziruo shouted at the battlefield, reminding everyone: "Only one pair is allowed in the first round of God's War, don't violate the rules!"

With this shout, the attacks from all over the sky intertwined and fell towards Qingjing's head, and the dense energy fluctuations were caught on the battlefield like a giant net, leaving him no chance to dodge even an inch.

Qing Jing also stubbornly didn't move an inch, and lifted the camera lens up to better capture this dazzling but murderous picture.

The optical network approached directly above his head, but there were no protective measures on the battlefield.Originally, there were strict rules on this battlefield, and any behavior that violated the rules of the gods would be punished, but now, the gods seemed to be really offended by him, and planned to give up all the rules and let the group of believers get rid of him.

The light finally enveloped him.

All eyes on the field were focused there, including joy, excitement, resentment, remorse, and greed for his corpse.The monks of Vesta stood up one after another. Fang Ziruo even drew out his magic weapon, but was blocked by the king's sleeve.

"Sit down. You can't save him, and you can't save him. The next team competition is the focus." Xu Qingbo's eyes darkened, and the smile that was always on the corner of his mouth completely retracted, without the usual warmth, On the contrary, it gives people a cold and oppressive feeling.

This group of people had experienced that oppressive feeling before, and had even seen his ruthlessness and strangeness on the battlefield. No one dared to refute him, and they all sat back in their seats silently.He suppressed everyone, but he jumped to the edge of the stage, took out the bottle and sniffed it.In an instant, his whole spirit was different, his body was pulled out a few inches, and his eyes were shining brightly, like a sharp blade that had just been unsheathed.

Magic, sword energy, energy fluctuations... exploded when they touched Qingjing's fairy clothes, and the light was so strong that many people in the field couldn't even open their eyes.When the light was extinguished, a pair of giant palms pressed down from the air again, the Cyclops' chest rose and fell, and the muscles of the entire right arm were tense, this palm was about to crush his remaining wreckage into fly ash.

Behind the Cyclops, the gods have already talked about the next battle with confidence, and other countries have also begun to prepare for the challenge.Except for Wendor's necromancers and undead still thinking about his body, all the heroes have regarded him as a dead man, just waiting for the idol to speak and announce the Cyclops' victory.

However, God's voice never sounded, and the Cyclops' body seemed to be frozen in the air, and his right leg seemed to be stepped on a stool, and he couldn't press it down no matter what.A huge shadow gradually emerged from the cloud of smoke in the center of the battlefield, entrenched at the giant's feet like a hill, and then slowly raised a huge smooth head from the top of the mountain, revealing its ferocious true face from the smoke.

"That's... a dragon? Is it a sub-dragon born of a golden dragon and some kind of mixed blood?"

"No, no, its head is so pointed and its neck is long and smooth, it looks a bit like a snake."

The dragon warriors of Farfox were the first to react and loudly discussed the identity of this huge monster.As the smoke and dust cleared, the hill-like monster finally fully revealed its true colors. The coiled snake body was fully unfolded, wrapping around the giant's tall body, and it made a teeth-stinging creaking sound after a little force.

The roar of the Cyclops changed into a sharp whine at some point, his chest, waist and abdomen were pressed out in circles of dents, and his legs hung down limply, all supported by the giant snake's body.One of Tudor's protoss changed his face, and called out: "A body intertwined with gold and silver, and blood-red eyes that can absorb life with their eyes—this is Mous, the final giant snake that can devour the world! Attack quickly, Don't let it open its mouth!"

Countless attacks fell on the golden python in the field again, this time with greater force than last time.This is not because many people believe that he is the giant snake that destroys the world, but because of the power he displayed, which made everyone feel terrified.The king of the Oro Empire, the sword master Kang Ge who was once famous as a dragon slaying warrior in this world jumped onto the stage second, and rushed towards Qingjing with the holy sword Slaying Dragon.

The giant snake let out a "hehe", and a piece of gorgeous red satin suddenly rose from its body.The fairy clothes stretched in the air to the size of his snake body, blocking another wave of menacing attacks.The Cyclops with his tail curled up was not so lucky. The body that was not protected by the snake tail was blasted by magic and divine power into countless wounds that were deep and visible. The blood flowed to the ground like a stream, seeping into the black red stone gap.

Xu Qingbo's nose fluttered slightly, with an intoxicated look in his eyes, he held the glass bottle upside down and sucked the blood into the bottle, and shouted to Qingjing: "Throw that giant to my side!"

Although Qing Jing didn't quite understand his intention, he flicked his tail obediently and threw Shen out.Xu Qingbo raised his hand, pointed the mouth of the bottle at the giant who was thrown over, and a faint blood flowed out of the bottle, wrapped around the giant's limp and lifeless body, turned him into a shadow and dragged him into the bottle.

Those protoss all saw it in their eyes, but they were only hindering the rules of the battle of gods, so they couldn't challenge Xu Qingbo now, and all of them gritted their teeth fiercely: "In this year's team battle, we must kill this blasphemous demon no matter what, We cannot let our protoss be used by such shameless hypocrites after death!"

The skeleton lord of Wendor approached them and made a harsh sound of bone rubbing: "Do you want to join hands with me? I promise, as long as I get that person's body, I will make his soul suffer forever and help you replace those who died in his hands." Revenge of the Protoss!"

"Go away!" King Oro, the sun god of the Hazato world, said coldly: "The mice in the gutter are not worthy to talk to me, and I will crush you and those yellow-skinned monsters to death later!"

It's a pity that no matter how ruthless he is, the Cyclops' record of defeat in one battle cannot be erased, and they have no chance to choose the most favorable terrain for team battles.The battle between the dragon slaying hero and the evil snake on the stage has also entered the second stage.Qing Jing's tail has wrapped around Kang Ge, and his upper body has turned into a normal human form. The fairy clothes are loosely draped behind him, revealing a smooth, tender, seemingly unprotected chest. The radiant lens is facing the face of the Juggernaut .

"Hello, hero. I'm Qing Jing, the host of Journey to the Heavens and Worlds. Can I ask you a question?" He suddenly changed the aura of the evil god of destroying the world, his eyebrows and eyes were gently curved, and his smile was as beautiful as a pear blossom. At first glance, if you just look at the upper body, he is actually a peerless handsome man who is not even comparable to an elf.

The style of painting changed so quickly that Kang Ge didn't turn his head around all of a sudden, and habitually showed an attitude towards beauties, and smiled politely: "What do you want to ask?"

"May I ask when you entered this world and converted to this god? Can you describe the specific teachings for us? Does this religion preach that you don't need to go to the hospital when you are sick, you just need to pray at home? Did the person who preached to you say If you don't believe in religion, you are a devil, you must kill the devil to maintain the dignity of God?"

Fortunately, he had a good memory after he cultivated the Golden Core. He wrote down all the things he saw at the police station that promoted the dangers of cults, and questioned Kang in an orderly manner.

This sword master is a devout believer, he talked about the teachings endlessly, and his answers were more detailed than his questions.It wasn't until Qingjing asked, "Did the gods let you fight against the government and demonstrate from your grave in the square outside the palace", that he realized something was wrong, and he clenched his long sword and cursed: "You are slandering God! God belongs to this world. The supreme ruler, how can he fight against the royal family and let people kill him!"

Qing Jing interviewed enough things, changed his face ruthlessly, threw his tail out for him, and explained heavily to the camera: "Mr. Kang Ge who was interviewed just now was originally a powerful dragon slaying warrior. But since he converted to this cult, his spirit has been devastated, and his strength is not as good as before. Everyone has seen that he can't even defeat my golden python. How can he still have the slender demeanor of slaying dragons? The fact that cults can cause such physical and mental harm to believers deserves our deep thinking."

——Fortunately, Juggernaut can't understand Mandarin, otherwise he could really go up and fight him desperately.

However, the battle of gods is still going on.After the defeat of the Juggernaut, Qingjing reappeared in the form of a giant snake with a length of hundreds of feet, crushed Wendo's undead knights, and shattered Sa Luoling's puppet masters. Only the last Farfox Kingdom was left. Opportunity to choose favorable maps when winning teamfights.

In the last battle, Farfox chose the golden dragon with the purest blood.This battle is a battle between believers and disobedient gods, and also a battle between science and superstition. Life and death are decided here!The eyes of all the heroes were on the field, and both sides had reasons not to lose. The murderous dust on the battlefield condensed into a heavy haze, making it breathless.

This time, Farfox's dragon attacked first.After he entered the arena, he couldn't wait to transform into the original form of the golden dragon, releasing a powerful dragon pressure on his body, trying to subdue this giant snake or low-level mixed-blood dragon with his high-level pure blood.

This kind of coercion may work well on the dragon race, but Qingjing is several thousand worlds behind their race.Without the coercion from the bloodline, only the power of the dragon...it is useless to him, a snake spirit who has fused the ancient Yinglong dragon ball.

Facing the human race, he fought in the form of a giant snake; at this time, the opponent turned into a giant dragon, but he took the human form instead, leaped onto the dragon as light as a swallow, drew out the candle shadow sword and slashed at it, which was covered with a thin skin. Dragon Wing.The dragon rolled on the spot, rubbed him off its back, spread its wings and flew into the air, snapped its fingers, and a golden light poured down from the air.

Relying on the fairy clothes, Qing Jing was not afraid of taking this kind of attack at all. With a light swing of the long sword in his right hand, a beam of sword light cut towards the scales on the dragon's chest.The giant dragon drifted quickly in the air to avoid the blow, swept its tail against the ground, and swept towards Qingjing with sharp bone spurs as hard as steel.

The dragon's tail was drawn right on the thin and narrow long sword in his hand, the tailbone paused for a moment, and then it was thrown out again with inertia.The dragon still remembers the sword in Qingjing's hand. The blade is almost translucent. As he shakes the sword, the tip of the sword sometimes trembles slightly, throwing out a few blurred shadows. It is very soft and thin at first glance. , not strong look.Such a slight draw, even if he didn't draw out his people, the sword would definitely break.

But after sweeping his tail, the figure in red was still standing there, holding the sword in his hand securely, only a thick and solid golden pillar flew out of his sight.

That is--

his tail!

The intense pain hit his brain again at this time, and the giant dragon wailed, watching helplessly as the tip of its tail was lost by a Vesta.But the lowly snake in the arena raised its sword and came to chase him again, its movements were extremely nimble, and it seemed that it was about to jump on him again.

The giant dragon fluttered its wings and flew tens of meters away, circling around the battlefield to avoid Qingjing's attack, turning around from time to time to spit out a golden light that could melt everything, but no matter what, it couldn't hit the little red figure.He was forced to fly up and down, the broken tail dragged blood all over the place, several times he wanted to ask his companions to attack Qingjing, but when he thought of the death of the Cyclops, he dared not open his mouth again.

He was afraid that his request for help would attract attacks from not only his companions, but also those who didn't care about his life or death—that snake had clothes that could block such a powerful attack, but he didn't.But the backbone of the dragon clan also prevented him from admitting defeat to the lower dragon clan or the lower snake clan. He just flew around at low altitudes, rolled around, and escaped, trying to survive before running out of life.

During this funny pursuit, Qingjing looked at the giant dragon hovering three or four floors above the ground, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, he stopped abruptly, and asked the giant dragon in the air loudly: " Why don't you fly!"

why don't you fly higherWhy can't my flying sword fly?

Why... I didn't think about Yu Jian's flight again?

Dragging its bloody tail, the giant dragon replied weakly: "Because this is a rule. A rule made by God. God does not allow believers to get too close to the sky, otherwise it is a blasphemy against God!"

It finally couldn't support it, fell to the ground, and lost this war representing justice and sanctity.The blasphemous evil giant snake stood intact in the field, looking up at the gloomy sky, with a little blood splashed under the corner of its eyes, making it look more and more coquettish, mysterious and unfathomable.