Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

On the pattern, divine light surged.

Space begins to warp.

Those thugs who were caught by Situlan were not stupid. Seeing that Lin Fan and Situlan were preparing to leave this dead place, they rushed towards them.

Lin Fan's magic was to release himself, so those thugs couldn't **** it at all, they could only beg frantically outside the "glass" wall: "Take us out, please, take us out!"

"We don't want to stay here, we don't want to die!"

"We were wrong before, we knew we were wrong, please take us out, let's be good people in the future, I want to be a good person..."

Seeing these desperately begging thugs, the perfect goddess Zhao Yaxin looked a little unbearable.

Of course, only she knew what she was thinking.

Lin Fan's eyes were indifferent: "I said, I'm not a good person."

Zhang Xiaoying's thinking is simple, she speaks bluntly, looking at the thugs who are begging madly, she snorted coldly: "Hmph, you bird people still have the face to beg for mercy! The Sajia only wished that he could poke 10,000 transparent holes in you with his own hands!"

Some nimble thugs set their sights on the scroll in front of Situ Lan.

The magic released by the scroll is different from the magic released actively.

Scrolls have no owners.

Anyone can use it if they can get it!

"Come on, brothers!"

"Grab that scroll!"

More than a dozen thugs and Orc believers roared and rushed towards the scroll at Situlan's feet.

Situ Lan's face was icy cold, she picked up the huge firearm in her hand, and the thunder light exploded!

More than a dozen thugs have turned into mashed meat.

"Humph." Situ Lan glanced at the other thugs and walked into the scroll without saying a word.

The next moment, the space is distorted.

Situ Lan's figure has disappeared.

At the same time, the scorching flames also rushed towards the face, and the fire of death that burned everything swept over a dozen thugs one after another.

"Lin Fan, hurry up!"

Seeing that the fire of death was soaring so quickly that the four of them were about to be covered, Zhang Xiaoying hurriedly urged!

"It has been released and can be teleported away at any time." Lin Fan's face was pale.

Zhang Xiaoying was stunned: "Then why don't you take us away quickly?"

Lin Fan didn't speak.

Look at the fire of death sweeping from all directions in front of you.

Lin Fan's eyes became complicated.

This is the fire of death, an existence comparable to the fire of space.

If you can get this.

The fire of death completely erupted, sweeping towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth hard, stretched out his hand, grabbed a wisp, and at the moment when the fire of death was approaching, he endured the piercing pain in his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "Space forbidden art, space teleportation!"

next moment.

The space divine power in Lin Fan's body burst out.

Lin Fan's Divine Realm also collapsed rapidly at this moment, but in an instant, a full 120 square kilometers of Divine Realm was shattered and turned into a terrifying space power.

next moment.

Covered by Lin Fan's divine power, the space like a "glass block" instantly disappeared in place.

And at the moment when they disappeared, the surging fire of death completely swept the entire sub-plane, and the divine fire burst from the 16th-order God of Death sacrificed his life to burn his soul was enough to destroy the entire sub-plane.

A place of chaos.

Beyond the Subplanetary Altar.

The figures of Lin Fan and the others appeared instantly.

The moment it appeared, Lin Fan instantly fell to the ground, his face pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The pain of the collapse of the Divine Realm in his body made him almost lose consciousness.

"Lin Fan, are you alright?" Zhang Xiaoying asked with concern, and rushed to help Lin Fan up, only to find that Lin Fan's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a coma.

Zhao Yaxin was still able to keep calm, looked around and found that no one was following, but still quickly said: "This place is very dangerous, take him away first!"

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, the gorgeous carriage pulled by the unicorn appeared again.

Zhang Xiaoying carried Lin Fan into the carriage, and the four of them sat in the carriage and left quickly with the unicorn's wings vibrating.

Lin Fan's pain at this time almost exceeded his limit.

After painstakingly opened up to the 250 square kilometers of God's Domain, at this moment, only ten square kilometers remained.

All the other gods were torn apart.

Those believers who hid under the altar of the source of God's Domain were trembling and praying constantly when they saw the scene of the collapse of this world.

"Lord Lord God, you must not be in trouble."

"Lord Lord God will be fine!"

"The great Hephaestus will definitely hold on!"

Yin Qingyue, who was standing in the black water swamp, changed her face slightly, stretched out her hand and waved, and quickly took back the temple and godhead lent to Lin Fan's God Realm.

Lin Fan's divine domain finally gradually stopped collapsing.

"I can't bear it if I cast a space magic?" Yin Qingyue looked at Lin Fan's spiritual sense above the God Realm with some playfulness, with a disdainful tone.

"Is this what you mean by backlash?" Lin Fan finally recovered from the incomparable pain. Standing above the Divine Realm, he saw that he had only ten square kilometers of the Divine Realm left.

"Haha, a demigod forcibly tried to use the power of a higher god, it's good that you survived... Wait, what are you hiding?" Yin Qingyue suddenly frowned slightly when she was halfway through.

She felt a breath.

A terrifying breath.

Even... no less than the aura of her space divine fire.

Lin Fan released his clenched right hand.

A flame is slowly jumping.

The moment she saw this flame, Yin Qingyue's face instantly became horrified: "The fire of death! Isn't he dead..."

But then, Yin Qingyue suddenly understood.

"You, you actually brought out a wisp of the fire of death?"

Seeing Lin Fan nodding, Yin Qingyue's eyes became complicated.

What kind of player is this.

No wonder he was able to release the space magic and run away tomorrow, and he had to wait there for a while, and was almost engulfed by the fire of death.

He even put his mind on the fire of death!

What kind of person is he who can catch a ray of death fire at such a critical moment of life and death?

Yin Qingyue was still puzzled, Lin Fan suffered a bigger backlash than he imagined, and he almost died here.

But the moment she saw the flame of death, Yin Qingyue understood.

This is not only the backlash of space divine power, but also the invasion of this ray of death fire.

This is the fire of death!

Even a tiny wisp is enough to kill a demigod.

Isn't this kid afraid of death?

But at this moment, even Yin Qingyue had to admire this shameless person in front of her.

fire of death...

Yin Qingyue's eyes gradually became hot as she looked at the fire of death in Lin Fan's hand.

The fire of death, a divine fire comparable to the fire of space.

It can make a demigod with the corresponding clergy to become the **** of death.

This kind of fire is only possessed by the Temple of Death.

If it is to take out, even the space temple is willing to pay a huge price, it is not millions, tens of millions or hundreds of millions of Faith Points.

Of course, Yin Qingyue didn't think that Lin Fan would use this fire of death on himself.

After all, it was impossible for Lin Fan to hold the rank of the God of Death.

The pseudo-sacred fire that can ignite the fire of space is already good luck, because this kid is the illegitimate son of the master of space...

At this time, Yin Qingyue has completely regarded Lin Fan as the illegitimate son of the master of space...

Lin Fan carefully put away the fire of death and placed it on the altar of the source of the temple.

"It's useless at the moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but when I sprint to Tier 5 and have the ability to ignite the divine fire...it can be used as a kind of fire to ignite my divine fire."

Lin Fan glanced at the pseudo-sacred fire that was burning the fire of space.

The pseudo-sacred fire has become translucent, and it seems to be still on the wood.

"Pseudo-God Fire..."

"Temporary fire."

"I only briefly possessed the power beyond a demigod to make this divine fire burn violently."

"Now that my strength has returned to the demigod again, this group of divine fire has disappeared again."

"But if I sprint to the fifth rank, this false fire will become a real fire..."

Lin Fan looked at the two divine fires on the altar of the origin of the God Realm, took a deep breath, and then looked at the God Realm that was almost broken, and was filled with pain just now and was filled with incomparable surprise. _