Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

In Lin Fan's divine domain.

Yin Qingyue's face was pale, and her whole body revealed a weakness, but she still tried to control something.

"If you want to escape from here, the advanced space magic you released before can't do it, you can only use space transfer."

"But that's a space forbidden technique."

"You are a demigod, and it is impossible to release you."

"Unless...I lend you my godhead, force you to light the divine fire in space, use my godhead, and your divine power to combine them into one, and then release it."

"But there will be great sequelae, and your divine realm may be broken."

"And as I said, there's only one chance."

Yin Qingyue's voice sounded faintly.

A pure white temple, accompanied by divine light, slowly rose from the black water swamp.

The moment the temple appeared, the pressure of a high-level **** filled Lin Fan's realm in an instant. This was the pressure of a high-level god.

For a time, all the believers in Lin Fan's God Realm were enveloped by an inexplicable pressure, uncontrollably crawling on the ground, as if being pressed to the ground.

Lin Fan's Divine Land began to shatter.

Glacier crumbles.

Cracks in the ground.

At this moment, Lin Fan's Tier 4 God's Domain quickly shattered, and even the altar of the God's Domain Originated with cracks, and the azure crystal was crumbling.

A demigod simply cannot withstand the coercion of a temple.

This is the shrine erected by the higher gods.

Lin Fan only felt that his brain was rolling, and he felt a piercing pain all over his body.

The deity can control the dominion.

But dominions can also affect deities. The death of the gods symbolizes the collapse of the gods, and the collapse of the gods also represents the death of the gods.

"Is this your chance?"

Lin Fan's face flushed red, his blue veins burst out, and he cursed in his heart while gritting his teeth.

Yin Qingyue ignored Lin Fan, and a trace of blood flashed from the corner of her mouth.

In her current state, summoning the temple is already a huge load.

Not to mention the pressure of forcibly restraining the temple.

Yin Qingyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stretched out her hand and grabbed it between her eyebrows, as if she had dug up something, and threw it into Lin Fan's divine domain.

It was a gleaming space godhead, shaped like a translucent Rubik's cube, constantly turning, collapsing and expanding again.

The moment the godhead appeared, Lin Fan's divine domain instantly stopped collapsing.

At this moment, an inexplicable and tyrannical force suddenly appeared in Lin Fan's body, which was in agony, and a mysterious aura gushed out from Lin Fan's body.

"Lin Fan, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaoying was startled by Lin Fan's kneeling in agony. Seeing that Lin Fan didn't seem to be in so much pain, she quickly asked with concern.

Feeling this aura, Situ Lan, who was fighting against several skeletons passing through the fire, raised his brows, and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief: "The aura of the **** of space..."

And at the same time as this breath appeared.

Originally sneered at the **** of death who looked at several people, his eyes burst out with incomparable murderous intent, staring at Lin Fan, his eyes seemed to penetrate Lin Fan's divine realm, and saw a deeply hated woman,

"Yin Qingyue!"

"It's you!"

"Why are you on this kid..." The **** of death stared at Lin Fan, but then he seemed to understand something, "Could it be that this kid is the one you want to protect, the eternal combination of darkness and light? "

"Haha, it's good to come!"

"The old man was going to kill this kid, but you actually sent it to the door!"

"In your current state, you can't even perform space magic, let's count the new hatred and the old hatred together!"

At the moment of recognizing Yin Qingyue, the eyes of the originally calm God of Death instantly turned red.

That is the enemy who almost perished with him!

What's more, Yin Qingyue's original mission was to protect the child who combines light and darkness.

Now that Yin Qingyue appears on this young man, doesn't that mean that the young man in front of him is the one to be killed by the entire Temple of Death?

One after another, black death auras circled out of the divine fire and swept towards Lin Fan.

But before reaching Lin Fan's side, he was already unable to move forward.

The space beside Lin Fan surged violently.

"You want to use this kid to perform space magic?" The God of Death, paranoid that was already impacted by killing intent, roared: "Then try to see if you can escape!"

The next moment, rolling death swept towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't realize it at this time.

His mind was all poured into the realm of the gods.

The godhead of the higher deity constantly released the breath of the higher deity, filling the entire divine domain.

God's Domain is shaking violently.

Level seven!

Eighth grade!

Ninth order!

There was no change in the scale of God's Domain, but Lin Fan could feel that his own God's Domain seemed to be undergoing a qualitative leap.

Keep pulling up!

"Don't be too happy. I just lend you the godhead and the temple."

"It can only last for half a minute at most."

"And, if you want to exert the divine power of the God of Space, you need to ignite the divine fire."

Yin Qingyue's face was pale at this time, and even her standing was a little unstable and swaying.

Obviously, she has lost a trace of strength.

"You haven't reached the fifth rank now, and you are not qualified to ignite the divine fire."

"I can only help you to forcibly light a false fire."

Yin Qingyue didn't say much.

The priesthood is not the deity of the **** of space. Even if the fire of space is forcibly ignited, even if it is just a pseudo-sacred fire, the realm of the gods will collapse.

It's like a **** of life trying to ignite the fire of death that is inherently restrained by himself. Isn't that courting death by himself?

but……

"If this kid is really the illegitimate son of the master of space..."

"After all, he really used space magic before."

"Maybe, it can really maintain the fire of space."

"As of now, I can only fight it out. And if this is the case, he is equivalent to half of the space temple. I passed him the space fire, and it's not an outflow of divine fire..."

Whispering, Yin Qingyue's temple door slammed open.

Inside, a pile of flames burns slowly, and around this pile of flames, the space keeps collapsing, collapsing, and then recovering.

"You may be in pain." Yin Qingyue waved her hand strongly.

A little bit of sparks floated out of the temple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ swept out of the black water swamp and floated to Lin Fan's altar of the origin of the gods.

"boom!!"

At this moment, Lin Fan's body was filled with enormous pain.

Yin Qingyue's temple and godhead shook violently.

A wave of terrifying space divine power exploded wildly in Lin Fan's God's Domain. This terrifying divine power was simply beyond his control. It was raging in the God's Domain.

A Garen was involved in the collapsed space without a scream at all, and was twisted into three segments together with the space.

"what!!!"

Lin Fan covered his head and let out a roar, his whole body trembling.

All around him, space twisted.

The majestic divine power exploded uncontrollably, which was far beyond the divine power endured by the demigod and almost tore apart Lin Fan's body. _