Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The reason why the Temple of Death spared no effort to kill those eternals is because this existence goes against their clerical beliefs.

And Yin Qingyue, who was already extremely weak, had a strange look on her face when she heard the words of the God of Death.

She knew that this **** of death seemed to have misunderstood.

This Lin Fan is not a combination of light and darkness, nor is it the possibly eternal existence that he was ordered to protect.

It's just that he was forced to be helpless and could only exist in Lin Fan's God Realm.

But Yin Qingyue was too lazy to explain anything.

Even if it were explained, it would not help.

Looking at Lin Fan, the divine fire under the **** of death was burning violently.

The majestic death aura roared up, like black smoke wafting out of the divine fire.

"Advanced Divine Art - Death Comes".

Puffs of black smoke condensed into a figure in a white robe.

Although it was vague, there was an icy aura that permeated the moment it appeared.

Countless illusions appeared behind him.

On the battlefield, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

On the hospital bed, withered.

Bitter winter, withered grass and dead wood.

The cry of man, the cry of beast.

die.

This figure looked at Lin Fan, his icy eyes showed no emotion, just as death would not change because of anyone.

Holding the huge sickle, he walked towards Lin Fan step by step.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, and a majestic space divine power rushed out.

Just an instant.

The figure representing death instantly disappeared into the twisting space.

"That's it?" Lin Fan frowned.

With Lin Fan's current strength and his mastery of space magic, there is actually no way to kill this phantom.

But the space supernatural power has Li Liang who distorts space.

The figure in white robe was instantly involved in the folded space, and he didn't know where he was involved.

The face of the **** of death was instantly hard to look at.

If it is normal, he only needs to spend some divine power to make the summoned incarnation of death come back again.

The death ban can not be broken up by folding a random space, even if it is thrown thousands of miles away, it doesn't matter.

But now...

After releasing the death ban, the **** of death that was burning violently has weakened again, and the divine power in his body has disappeared.

He has only just woken up from a suspended death.

There is not even 10% of the strength left, and there is no way to summon the death incarnation again, and even... this demigod who has barely been promoted to the tenth order is still a big threat to him!

"Wow!"

At the moment when the **** of death was stunned, Lin Fan, who was originally proud, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Severe pain in the body again!

The God's Domain, which had regained its calm, began to crumble again, reducing a full twenty square kilometers!

Those shattered divine domains turned into terrifying divine power equivalent to one million faith points, pouring into divine fire again.

"What's going on?" Lin Fan asked eagerly, enduring the piercing pain.

"You don't think that you have ignited the false **** fire and have the temple and godhead given to you by others, so you can use the power that does not belong to you without any scruples." Yin Qingyue sat in the black water swamp and gasped violently, "These Divine power doesn't belong to you at all."

"The divine power you consume will be doubled back from you."

"If your faith value is not enough, you will break your divine domain to make up for it."

"You better leave quickly, or you will be the one who will suffer if you waste it."

Yin Qingyue urged.

Lin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"If that's the case, then don't spend it with him."

Lin Fan closed his eyes, and the majestic spatial divine power swept through his body and spread out.

Zhang Xiaoying, Zhao Yaxin and Ji Long who were beside Lin Fan were enveloped.

Lin Fan combed through the complex spatial knowledge that appeared in his mind, and his spatial divine power was rapidly consumed, exuding mysterious fluctuations.

Next to Lin Fan, the space was distorted visible to the naked eye.

"Space forbidden technique, space teleportation."

Lin Fan said softly.

For a time, the space around Lin Fan became illusory in an instant, and even the space around Zhang Xiaoying and the three of them became unreal.

It was as if the four of them were standing in a huge transparent glass at this time.

The space beside several people has been isolated from the surrounding space.

"Want to go!?"

Seeing this, the God of Death, who had exhausted his divine power, was instantly furious.

Feeling that the divine power in that space was getting stronger and stronger, Lin Fan was about to leave this sub-plane, and a trace of madness flashed in the eyes of the God of Death.

"Even if I die."

"You and Yin Qingyue also have to stay here to be buried with you!"

The figure that the God of Death had just condensed became illusory again, and then completely disappeared.

On the contrary, the divine fire suddenly began to burn violently.

Moreover, it was a very abnormal and violent burning. The raging flames grew rapidly. With just one breath, it was already dozens of meters high, and it was still growing!

The entire temple seems to have become the fuel of this flame, which is extremely hot.

"This old guy..." Situ Lan, who had been fighting with a few skeleton warriors, felt the heat and turned to look.

At the moment when I saw the flames that swept rapidly.

Situ Lan gritted her teeth fiercely: "I actually sacrificed my soul and took the initiative to burn the God Realm!"

At this moment, the entire sub-plane was burning with raging fire, the hot tongue engulfed the entire temple, and the air in the secret room was distorted by the heat.

This temple has become a cage in the fire.

Situ Lan glanced at Lin Fan.

There was bitter hatred in his eyes.

This time, she brought people to occupy this subplane that is likely to have Shenzang, and suffered heavy losses!

It's all tricked by this kid!

Not to mention that the sleeping **** of death was awakened by a bath of urine, and he didn't know why he had such a big hatred with that **** of death. He forced the other party to sacrifice his soul to burn the gods and drag him to bury him.

Meeting this kid, Situ Lan could be considered bad luck.

Situ Lan stared at Lin Fan, as if to keep this annoying face in her heart.

If it weren't for the emergency now, and Lin Fan, who was shrouded in the divine power of space at this time, made her unable to start, she would have liked to kill this **** directly.

"I remember you."

"Today's account, I will get it back in person."

Situ Lan said in a cold voice ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then took out a scroll with a solemn expression.

That distressed look is enough to explain the preciousness of the scroll in front of him.

Even the four gods of order of the Order Society only have such a scroll, if it is not a last resort, she will not use it at all.

This is a space scroll.

It is still a scroll that depicts the forbidden technique of space, even if the order will only have three.

Ghosts know how precious scrolls are. Even high-level gods are eager to do this. After all, a space scroll is equivalent to a chance to survive.

But seeing the flames of death that were burning violently and spreading rapidly, Situ Lan took a deep breath, suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and defeated the last skeleton warrior with one blow, and smashed the army of believers who were bombarding the entrance of the stairs. Recall God's Domain.

Then he threw the scroll to the ground.

The scroll rolled away, revealing the intricate patterns carved into it. _