Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

It is simply incredible that the gods bow to the followers of their enemies.

After all, the level of life between gods and believers is too different. Who has ever seen a giant elephant bow its head to an ant?

but.

Perhaps it is the unique existence of the **** of technology itself that makes his cognition of life different from those of the gods who claim to be noble.

in its view.

Those so-called gods are nothing but products that will be eliminated by the times, and they are no different from ants.

Instead, it was the ants in front of him that made him admire.

But admiration comes admiration, the torrent of steel is still coming slowly, the unstoppable huge wheels are ruthlessly crushed, and the believers are crushed under the wheels and their bones are turned into minced flesh.

The standing water on the ground turned scarlet.

Those who were still alive had red eyes, roaring and pushing the backs of those in front, while those in front stretched out their arms to try to hold up against the wheels.

but.

in the roar of the sky.

At the moment when all believers are all red-eyed.

A group of figures in white clothes stood at the back, standing still.

As if the lives of those comrades had nothing to do with him.

In the turbulent wind and rain, the white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the rain hit their hair and clothes, dripping together like a string of bead curtains.

The angry roar seemed to have nothing to do with them. The eyes of the six hundred and thirty-two Sword Saints were slightly closed, and the trembling swords in their hands seemed to be brewing something.

The trembling was getting smaller and smaller.

Their mood became more and more calm, as if they were merging with the rainy night.

And the other side.

"There are still two hundred meters." Zero's reminder came from the sports car. "Actually, it doesn't have to be like this. You just need to nod your head and your believers will survive."

"Even I have to admit, that's an admirable group of believers."

"Are you willing to let them die here like this?"

"What you have to do is just nod your head, get in the car, teach me what I want to know, and they won't die, and even... I can give you a lot of goodies."

He didn't come here to kill Lin Fan.

He just wanted to take Lin Fan away.

In the study of God's Domain Network, let him know that the most feared thing in any life is death. And the fear of death was enough to make the gods submit.

That's why he devised such a way to let the unstoppable torrent of steel overwhelm Lin Fan's mind.

However, facing the roaring steel torrent in front of him, Lin Fan remained motionless, his eyes slightly closed.

The right hand also holds a sword.

Facing this unstoppable army of trucks, Lin Fan knew that the only thing that could be resisted was Tagexing.

but.

In addition to the coexistence of the three kinds of divine fire, there is actually a hidden condition for the release of Tagexing.

mood.

It is necessary to have a peaceful state of mind, in order to integrate the three spirits of poetry, wine and sword, condense the meaning of poetry, wine and sword, and recite the real poetry.

Peace of mind.

It's easy to say.

But it's hard to do.

Back then, when Lin Fan demonstrated the floating sword in front of his senior brother, he was able to release it so easily because it wasn't a real battle.

How is it possible to achieve peace of mind in a real battle?

Emotions are the instinct of any thing with a soul, and it is the spontaneous fluctuation of the soul.

What's more, the scene of the believers roaring death behind them also appeared in Lin Fan's mind. At this time, Lin Fan's heart was almost uncontrollable. He wanted to kill this **** of technology with a sword!

The reason why those Juggernauts have been brewing and has not released Ta Gexing for a long time is also because of this.

They seem to be separated from the battlefield, but in fact they are trying to brew a peace of mind.

But the scenes of those fellow robes roaring and dying in front of him, and the next second turned into pieces of flesh, even if they had closed their eyes, the hands of these Sword Saints holding swords trembled uncontrollably!

"Feel the heaven and earth, condense the mood!" Lin Fan murmured in a low voice, reminding the Sword Saint who had his back turned to him.

The rain is getting heavier.

The ends of Lin Fan's hair kept dripping from the water, but his breath was unprecedentedly stable.

The young man stood in the rain with his sword, motionless as a mountain, like a beautiful picture.

Drops of water descended from the beaded curtain.

For a moment, Lin Fan, who closed his eyes, clearly felt that every drop of rain pierced the air and splashed water on the ground, as if he was the only one left in the whole world, and the steel roaring through the air in front of him. Legion.

Like a mountain that is crumbling, it is crushed towards itself.

How about the mountain?

Against the mountain!

Lin Fan's sword-holding hand suddenly became calm. At this moment, a sword energy grew vigorously, forcibly rushing up the rain curtain.

A steady stream of power surged from the depths of the earth under the rain, and the fierce sword qi revealed its heavyness, like a mountain with sword qi rising from the rainstorm!

That mountain is still growing!

As if feeling the horror of what Lin Fan was brewing, the **** of technology tried to control the sports car to knock over Lin Fan, but found that the sword energy was as thick as a mountain, and the sports car with the roaring engine could not rush to Lin Fan's side at all. Instead, he was pushed back by the ever-growing mountain!

The roar of the engine seemed so weak as the tires that turned quickly but could not move forward burned white mist in the rain.

The screeching sound of the sports car tires rubbing against the ground seemed to beg for mercy.

A mountain is being born.

And the mountains will not be hit by a sports car.

The truck was still 100 meters away from Lin Fan.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters!

In the nick of time.

Lightning flashed again in the sky.

The **** of technology suddenly heard a strange sound of breathing that penetrated the rain curtain.

In the cold night rain and autumn, a white breath like an arrow spit out from the darkness under the young man's hair.

Under the electric light, Lin Fan opened his eyes.

There was no anger in those pupils, only calm, like a mountain that was neither sad nor happy.

"Don't run." Lin Fan said calmly as he looked at the steel legion that was roaring and galloping, and was close at hand.

The dark night sky was once again bright with thunder, and a thunderbolt penetrated the heart of the sky!

The electric light pierced through the darkness, as if putting on a white robe for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan raised his sword.

The swordsmen also raised their swords.

At this moment, the rain curtain rolled up, and the terrifying sword energy rose into the sky, vaguely condensed into ten thousand mountains, and turned the falling raindrops into mist!

Facing the colliding steel army, Lin Fan walked forward. The boy's footsteps smashed the stagnant water, and the stagnant water could not heal.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the stagnant water is like the roar of the earth, as if it is not a young man walking here, but ten thousand mountains.

The Sword Saints with their backs to Lin Fan also walked with their swords in hand in the rainy night.

Although the sword energy on their bodies was not as huge as Lin Fan's, they were not inferior to Lin Fan in the slightest.

"Go back."

"The rest, leave it to us."

Sword Immortals in White walked towards the roaring steel torrent with their swords in hand, and the water under their feet rushed to all directions as if they were fleeing.

The believers who were still using their lives to hinder the truck's progress turned back in amazement, but they really stopped using their bodies to hold up the truck~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and retreated directly.

For some reason, they suddenly felt something.

The Sword Saint at this moment is like a god!

That's right.

God!

Under the feet of the Juggernauts, the stagnant water that collapsed all around made a way for them.

It seems that as long as they complete this road, they will be able to become otherworldly and complete the leap on the level of life.

At the end of the road, there is the steel army that rushes forward and never stops.

The body of the flesh, hard against steel!

What they rely on is nothing but a three-footed sword in the hand.

But there was no fear in the eyes of the Juggernauts, their eyes were extremely calm, and they walked with their swords unhurriedly.

A mysterious breath was born from their bodies.

A surviving Galen rubbed his eyes. For some reason, through the hazy rain curtain, he actually saw the divine flashes of light on these sword saints, and it became brighter and brighter!

It even made him want to worship!

That is the breath of God!

"These guys...what's going on?" Galen looked confused.

The Picheng policewoman beside her held a broken rifle and looked at these swordsmen in a daze, as if thinking of something, and said with a shocked expression: "Have you heard the Lord God say it inadvertently."

"The word of the gods, there is a way to experience the gods."

"And for believers, there is a way to become a god..."

Galen sucked in a breath.

Road to God.

Believers become gods, this, doesn't this mean... these sword saints...

Garen waited for big eyes, and looked at the sword saints in amazement.

In the rain curtain, the white-robed sword fairy walks with a sword.

They could faintly be heard whispering.

"If you are a believer, you cannot protect the Lord God."

"Then I'll wait, become a **** today!"

Lin Fan's unintentional words planted the seeds in their hearts.

And now, that seed has finally bloomed.