Invincible Fairy King in the City

"You are also a **** than selling gods. Don't play these shameful tricks in front of me."

"If I worship your idol, it will be right in your arms. I will be branded with the mark of a believer, and then you can easily give up me."

Lin Lang said faintly, staring at the tall imaginary ironically.

Even if he does n’t practice Shinto, but thousands of years of experience still exist, he still knows this knowledge. In terms of Shinto studies, I am afraid no one can surpass Lin Lang on this earth.

It is true that sacrificing the rebirth of the gods can capture believers at will, but the price of doing so is to destroy the dynasty unless they find the most suitable container, which is the Yin **** body.

In this way, their cultivation can be exerted without reservation. The body of an ordinary believer cannot fit the sacrifice of the sacrifice of the god. Although no explosion or explosion will occur, a gust of wind will blow away the soul.

At that time, the sacrifice **** who was separated from the idol was like a rootless ping, only wandering around, and eventually lost its spirituality. As long as it is not a fool, there is no sacrifice to God willing to do so.

But the strongest who has taken the top of the realm of enlightenment or is close to the realm of God has this possibility. Their physical bodies can afford to worship the gods, but these people who practice to such a degree are blazing with anger and cannot worship the gods. So it is only possible to turn them into believers now.

"You even know this." Bi Shen was slightly surprised, and smiled: "Zhao Zilong was also a disrespectful ghost and god. I couldn't help him. If I didn't want to waste my divine power, I gave him a chance."

"It's your insight far beyond him. How did you know this?"

Than betrayal was equally skeptical. Before that, he was not very clear about these aspects, and relying on the mention of a mysterious man, this was no longer a mess. But how did Lin Youye know about it, even more so than he did.

"I have the same question to ask you, sacrificing God to human beings and raising people, and even the technique of practicing Shinto is unreasonable, let alone the method of robbing houses. How do you know these?" Lin Lang asked.

"It all depends on the adult who was three years ago. If it were not for his arrival, I would have been a lonely god. He has shown us a wider world. We respect him as an adult."

"Well, you don't know the rest of the things. Now you only have two choices. One is my uncle, the other is my uncle."

Than the **** of mercy laughed loudly, the surrounding black mist surged, and the illusory spirit suddenly gathered together. Without a moment of effort, he was able to stand completely on the ground.

"In this case, there is only one last thing left." Lin Lang nodded as well.

"What's the matter?" Bi asked God subconsciously.

"Of course it killed you."

Lin Lang laughed softly, and the cultivation was turbulent, a huge breath from blooming, dazzling to the extreme, like the scorching sun above nine days.

"You are indeed very powerful, comparable to Nozawa Sword God, but it is still inferior to the two of Huaxia. For the two of them, you can still spend a lot of money, so you can only rank first in Huaxia. three."

"But it's easy to devour you!"

Drink it softer than the **** of mercy, and repair it completely. The black mist swelled, a heartbreaking breath erupted, like a violent storm, even the idols were shaking.

He is indeed a spirit body, but the power of chaotic faith can give it the ability to fight physically, and it is no worse than ordinary people.

"Just a little god, how do you know my ability."

Lin Lang calmly, one by one the magic light **** smashed forward, pouring like a pear rain.

With a big palm than the **** of sale, the size of a washbasin fell from the sky, and Lin Lang shot a terrible pit.

The magic on Lin Lang's hand is constantly changing, his body is strange and unpredictable, sometimes the fireball flashes, sometimes stabs the ground, and the cone taps towards the bottom of the foot of the **** of mercy.

...

Outside the gate, the two masters of the Hachimangu Palace and Shangni temporarily detained Shirakawa Sakura. One of them turned out to be a woman, but no one found it in the face.

The horror of the gods in the room erupted, and they also felt there when they were here, and their faces were slightly changed.

"God took the shot himself." The master of Hachimangu looked solemn, and the adult had only shot once in history, but that time was only a test of Zhao Zilong, and no full force broke out.

Now in this state of full force, this momentum is called terror, enough to crush any person here.

"What a terrible strength, the strength of the Lord God of Sale has reached such a point. I don't know if the palace master is qualified to survive this attack?"

The female ninja took a sip of cold air, and her frosty face was shaken.

"Although Lin Youye is stronger than me, it is estimated that it can only win the front line. Even I have no ability to survive such attacks. Lin Youye is also impossible." The main head of Hachiman shook his head.

He is also the existence of the whole Japanese nation. He has not been convinced with Lin Yuye once before.

"Indeed, this level of characters is enough to kill any one of the masters." The male ninja agreed that what masters are ants in this ability are better than selling gods but in a divine realm. Any master, including the peak master It was all a joke in front of him.

"Wait for the Lord God to kill Lin Youye, you must ask this woman to his old man. I haven't tried the maid of the Shirakawa family."

"And ... if the woman who can taste Lin Youye should be good." The male ninja looked at Shirakawa's exquisite figure, and his heart rose.

Shirakawa Sakura didn't notice the greedy gaze beside her, but was anxious about the fighting inside. She is Lin Youye's maid, and all glory and glory are lost, and if she died here, her situation would not be great.

"It should be almost there."

The master of Hachimangu Palace counts the time. At this moment, the house should have gone through two or three moves, and the victory and defeat are almost divided.

Just as his words fell, the portal shattered, a huge figure smashed the palace door, broke a row of trees, mumbled several turns, and fell heavily at the foot of the rockery.

The dark fog cleared, and the figure trembled extremely up, revealing its distorted face.

Everyone was stunned.

But when he saw the broken portal, a young boy came out with his hands on his shoulders, his lilac eyes shone, his hair light, like an arrogant true god.

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