Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The seven Order Envoys and their believers who rushed up before were all standing there motionless at this time.

One of them turned his head with difficulty, as if he was about to say something.

But the next moment, his whole body instantly turned into a rock from top to bottom.

Immediately smashed.

A black gas swirled out of his body and merged into the burning fire.

The fire of God became more turbulent.

Immediately afterwards, those motionless Order Envoys and their respective believers were petrified and shattered, and groups of death energy rushed out of them and merged into the group of divine fire.

"It's really stupid." Yin Qingyue's voice was cold, "In the face of the **** of death, she even tried to use crowd tactics."

"It's just to increase the power of the **** of death for nothing."

"This is good. With the deaths of these middle-level gods, plus the deaths of tens of thousands of eleven and second-order believers... This **** of death will completely wake up."

The voice fell.

The divine fire, which was burning quietly at first, crackled, and the fire soared!

Seeing this scene, the face of Situ Lan, who had remained calm before, was instantly ugly. Although she is the **** of the four major orders of the Order Society, the Order Society is simply an organization in a chaotic place.

As for the God of Death and the Temple of Death, although she has heard of it, she really doesn't understand these secrets.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Situ Lan knew that the trouble was big!

In the divine fire, a figure composed of black mist slowly condensed.

A gloomy-looking middle-aged man, wearing a black robe with mysterious patterns, condensed out, looked at Situ Lan with gloomy eyes, and laughed.

"Hahahahahaha."

"What a little girl!"

"The old man would like to thank you very much for awakening the old man completely. In order to express his gratitude, the old man decided to send you... a grand death."

"As for you," the **** of death turned to look at Lin Fan: "You woke up the old man with urine? Haha, you're really brave."

When the **** of death spoke, there were still beads of urine dripping from his forehead.

After he finished speaking, the moment he saw Zhao Yaxin, the **** of death couldn't help but let out a "Ou roar"...a bit spoiling the momentum of his appearance.

Lin Fan's face was complicated: "Well, that, you don't need to thank me, this is what I should do."

Zhang Xiaoying, Ji Long, and Zhao Yaxin looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.

Even Situ Lan looked at Lin Fan with a bewildered expression.

"You woke him up?"

"You bastard, are you courting death?"

Lin Fan looked helpless.

To be honest, at that time, I thought that I would definitely die, and I was thinking of burning jade and stone.

In the end, I never expected that order would suddenly appear and establish order... Now it's good, I could have left safely, but I have to face a **** of death.

Outside the secret room, there was the sound of dense skeletal movements.

The withered bones that had fallen outside the temple before turned into undead at this moment and gained a brief rebirth.

Although he no longer possesses the strength he had in his lifetime, he is also a 16th-order undead believer.

This is the power of the **** of death.

It can make the dead believers turn into the undead for a short time, and keep the state on the edge of death for half an hour.

Situ Lan's face sank, and she turned to look at the steps leading to the secret room, where seven or eight undead emitting a powerful aura had already walked down.

"Fire bombing!"

Situ Lan gave an order.

The artillery fire continued, and the believer army did not have any reservations, and the firepower was full.

The huge explosion instantly covered the narrow stairway, covering all the undead skeletons who dared to try to come.

Within range, the truth is everywhere.

Firepower is order.

But even so, there were still three or four skeletons rushing down. The powerful physique of the undead believers of the sixteenth order was able to barely withstand the bombardment of the army of Situlan believers.

With an expressionless face, Situ Lan pulled out the saber strapped to his thigh and fought with the three 16th-order undead believers who had passed through the heavy artillery fire.

With his agile skills and superb fighting skills, facing the slow-moving 16th-order undead believers, Situ Nan did not fall behind, and the saber in his hand flashed divine light.

but……

There were still two 16th-order undead believers who bypassed Situlan and walked crookedly towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's eyes flickered.

Seven or eight Galen rushed out in an instant and blocked in front of Lin Fan, but the big sword that was raised high couldn't cut a trace of these skeletons at all. Instead, they were all blown away with one punch.

Zhang Xiaoying stroked her beard and laughed: "Good day!"

More than a dozen Ultraman rushed forward with an axe in hand.

Ji Long also sent his own army of dwarves, and dozens of huge mechanical rollers driven by dwarves turned, rushing towards the two eighteenth-order skeletons with a click.

Zhao Yaxin's Feather Elf and Water Blue Dragon were also released instantly.

But all this, in front of the two sixteenth-order skeleton warriors with a height of more than ten meters, had no effect, and was solved by one punch.

In the battle between the gods, the slow and stiff undead skeleton warriors are generally just cannon fodder-like existences.

But the sixteenth-order skeleton warrior, facing several demigods, is completely slaughter!

Seeing the skeleton warriors walking towards him and others step by step, Lin Fan did not hesitate to use his magic power.

"Low-level magic · Gust!"

"Low-level magic · Frost!"

"Low-level magic, heavy snow!"

"[Yordle Trap]!"

"[Hurricane Howling]!"

"[Thunderbolt]!"

The blizzard of wind and frost slowed these skeleton warriors.

The yordle traps controlled them, causing the two sixteenth-order skeleton warriors to stagnate for two seconds.

A tornado rolled them up.

Thunder descended from the sky, smashing the two skeleton warriors like a mighty sky.

But this is a 16th-order skeleton warrior, even if it is the Tianlei that restrains the undead system, it will have no lethal effect on them.

After all, Lin Fan was only a fourth-order demigod at this time.

"Are you going to die?"

Seeing the skeleton warriors approaching step by step, with the burning fire behind him, Lin Fan, who was unavoidable, felt anxious.

"Yin Qingyue!"

"If you don't want to die here~www.wuxiaspot.com~help me once!"

Yin Qingyue was silent for a long time, as if she didn't want to respond.

"What are you still struggling with?"

"If you don't help me, we will all die here!"

Lin Fan gritted his teeth and roared inwardly.

A sigh came from Lin Fan's divine domain.

"You only get one chance, take it well."

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly asked in his heart, "What is the opportunity, what should I do?"

But then.

Lin Fan's expression was instantly distorted, and he fell to one knee, an indescribable pain burst out in his mind.

It was as if his head was being propped open by someone from the inside out! _