Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Being stared at by Lin Fan like this, Yin Qingyue's face was embarrassed, and she said with a guilty conscience, "Nothing to do..."

"What haven't you done yet?" Lin Fan pointed to the big gold chain on Hour's neck: "Tell me, did you bring Hour to the ring again? Didn't I let you go?"

When it comes to ferrules.

Lin Fan's expression became a little weird, he knew how a **** of space and a **** of time could get around...

"That's not true, don't wrong people!" Yin Qingyue argued rationally: "I took my hours to go...to the casino..."

Lin Fan: "...Casino?!"

Lin Fan pondered, it might be better to go to the ring.

Well, a **** of space and a **** of time go to a casino, those gods of gambling can't play at all!

The **** of space manipulates the dice, changing cards at will as if playing.

As for the God of Time... For a gambler, at the moment of life and death, the God of Time can read the result and then travel back to place a bet...

"You're really out of money, how can you bring hours to the casino? He's still a child!" Lin Fan looked at the little kid with the temperament of a nouveau riche, and slapped his mouth angrily, "If you look back at the Temple of Time and find out that you The hour is broken, and I can't help you."

Yin Qingyue wrinkled her nose and said indifferently, "Cut, what are you nervous about?"

"The space temple and the time temple have different ways of awakening the priesthood. Many gods of time awakened only when they felt the mystery of the flow of time in the casino. Our space temple is more ruthless, and I still remember me. When I was nine years old, my dad threw me from the abyss of sin with his own hands... If I hadn't awakened the space, the supernatural power of the frozen space would have disappeared long ago."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then said in a stunned manner, "You mean, you woke up when you were young?"

"It's beautiful." Yin Qingyue lowered her voice and said expressionlessly: "This little guy has been gambling so many times, winning and losing, but he didn't take the initiative to wake up once."

"But this is also normal. After all, it lacks the help and guidance of other gods of time in the Temple of Time. Although there is a pocket watch of time that contains the origin of the fire of time, it will be difficult to wake up completely on your own."

"It is estimated that another opportunity is needed."

Lin Fan nodded.

I didn't feel so lost in my heart, after all, I would definitely become the real **** of time after I was a child, because I had seen what he looked like in the future.

This kind of thing can't be rushed.

"Okay, don't take your hours to such places in the future. I have asked the guardian deity to help contact a school before. I guess the formalities should be completed. You will be responsible for taking him to and from school later." Lin Fan asked a few words, then immediately Take the two to Bai Zhaoyun's single cell.

In front of Bai Zhaoyun's single cell, Lin Fan stopped.

Swallowed.

Facing his brother, the strongest genius in the history of the Lieyang Divine Kingdom and the number one sword **** in the Divine Kingdom, Lin Fan was a little nervous.

After all, I was disturbing my brother.

With the diligent and hard-working character of senior brother, it is estimated that he will be very unhappy to be interrupted suddenly.

But my brother said that he swings his sword 30,000 times a day.

Hearing the sound of the sword swinging from the room, Lin Fan couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "Senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother, and he can insist on practicing kendo in his room. With such hard work and hard work, it is no wonder that he has become the strongest genius in history.

"Dangdangdang."

Lin Fan carefully knocked on the door.

in the room.

Bai Zhaoyun is holding an electronic handle, manipulating the swordsman character in the liquid crystal display to fly to the ground, swinging his sword to kill the enemy, and the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air came from the audio.

As a waste after all.

It is impossible for Bai Zhaoyun to swing the sword by himself...

Especially in order to prevent people from collapsing and being caught by others, Bai Zhaoyun never appeared in front of outsiders on weekdays, and always stayed in his room.

This caused Bai Zhaoyun to become an otaku.

And staying at home and playing games is Bai Zhaoyun's best way to kill time.

Hearing someone knocking on the door, Bai Zhaoyun was slightly taken aback: "Who?"

"Senior brother, it's me." Lin Fan greeted across the door.

Bai Zhaoyun reluctantly glanced at the game screen, he was about to fight the boss...

"Senior brother, senior brother is practicing kendo, it is not convenient to see you." Bai Zhaoyun's voice was solemn. Although he was still pressing the handle in his hand, but there was an unfathomable incomprehension unique to an expert in his tone, and he could not hear anything. Mood and emotion.

After all, for an otaku.

It goes without saying how important it is to beat the boss.

The previous efforts have accumulated together, and it is only a matter of this last trembling to complete the customs clearance. At this time, what is more important than this trembling! ?

No one can stop me Bai Zhaoyun from fighting the boss!

Hearing that the senior brother didn't seem to want to see him, Lin Fan quickly said, "Senior brother, I performed Takahing a few times last night, and I gained some new experience. I would like to ask the senior brother to give some pointers on the friendship."

Bai Zhaoyun wanted to refuse again.

But then, the fingers pressing on the handle suddenly stopped.

It wasn't because of the camaraderie Lin Fan said.

Rather...

"A new experience?"

A ray of light flashed in Bai Zhaoyun's eyes.

The last time he pointed to Lin Fan, he got what Lin Fan realized, "Three million swordsmen in the sky, you need to lower your eyebrows when you see me!"

When he was about to fall asleep last night, the patron saint of Leng Cuicheng heard the news that Bai Zhaoyun had come here, and he came alone.

After all, Bai Zhaoyun's reputation is very famous in the Kingdom of God, and he is officially recognized as the number one sword god. If he hadn't really made a move and had no record, he would have become the ninth Holy Court Paladin long ago.

Therefore, the guardian deity came to Lengcui City overnight after learning that the strongest genius in history had come to Lengcui City.

Bai Zhaoyun didn't agree with anything, but the patron saint looked like he wanted to live here and was stalking.

However, Zhang Chengfeng was still on the side to persuade Bai Zhaoyun to make a move, saying, "There will be no problem if you discuss it, everyone fights, this patron saint is also my former apprentice, and also your senior brother, so you should learn from the same family."

No way, Bai Zhaoyun can only bite the bullet.

that battle.

Lin Weimao is full of light and divine power, dazzling and dazzling, and the whole person is bathed in divine light, as if integrated with the bright light, everywhere.

Bai Zhaoyun could even feel that the dazzling light that enveloped him from all directions was like a prison, wrapped in the coercion of the higher gods, and bound him in place.

And a cold gaze was hidden in the light, watching his every move ubiquitously.

In the ubiquitous light, a bright sword was hidden under the dazzling light, exuding a terrifying murderous intent.

Bai Zhaoyun thought he was going to die.

but.

When he gritted his teeth and drew his sword, he shouted, "Three million swordsmen in the sky, I need to lower my eyebrows when I see me".

The patron saint directly conceded defeat on the spot.

At that moment, Lin Weimao saw with his own eyes a million sword immortals standing behind Bai Zhaoyun holding swords, bowing his eyebrows.

Millions of Sword Immortals, all lowered their eyebrows!

For that scene, Lin Weimao believed that he was not mistaken.

Because he is the **** of light enough to penetrate the falsehood!

The terrifying sword energy shot up into the sky, almost tearing apart the plane of the God Realm and opening up other planes. Once the majestic sword intent erupts, it seems that even the light will disappear!

At that moment, Bai Zhaoyun was like the Lord of Sword Immortals, exuding unmatched sword intent all over his body.

Bai Zhaoyun still can't believe that he has deceived a fifteenth-order high-level **** of light.

Bai Zhaoyun felt that he was able to frighten the guardian deity, largely because of Lin Fan's words, "Three million swordsmen in the sky, you need to lower your eyebrows when you see me!"

That sentence can double his acting skills!

This is a life-saving joke at a critical moment!

But at this time, hearing that Lin Fan had a new experience, Bai Zhaoyun's face changed slightly, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"New experience."

It seems that this junior brother has thought of something ridiculous.

Good, very good, beautiful drops.

It seems that this junior and junior brother is also considered to be talented and intelligent!

This is actually very bad, and it can easily threaten his status as the king of persecution.

But this junior brother is very sensible, knowing that every time he has to tell himself the joke, it seems that he understands what he means.

There is a steady stream of apprentices and brothers who provide him with rhetoric. Bai Zhaoyun feels that he will soon become the strongest genius in the history of Sun Moon Star Continent, not to mention the strongest genius in the history of Lieyang Divine Kingdom!

After all, it can scare some people and delay it for a while.

From a certain point of view, these rants are Bai Zhaoyun's life!

"Junior brother, wait a moment." Bai Zhaoyun hurriedly dropped the handle, before turning off the game console, he simply turned off the monitor and jumped out of bed.

He picked up the long sword that he had thrown at the corner and tied it around his waist.

After sorting out his expression and temperament, he opened the door of the room with a warm smile.

silence.

The three of Lin Fan stared blankly at Bai Zhaoyun.

At this time, Bai Zhaoyun's whole body was filled with a faint sword intent, and the long sword around his waist was perfectly integrated with the white robe, making him look free and easy.

There is a faint sword glow in the eyes of the sword eyebrows, which is shocking.

This is the style of a peerless master!

Very powerful and handsome.

With that warm and elegant smile, it gives people a feeling like a spring breeze.

Even if he stood there and didn't speak, Lin Fan was still in awe. Even Yin Qingyue, the pseudo-god of space, couldn't help but guess that even in his heyday as a fifteenth-order high-level space god, he might not be able to match the sword of this sword god!

Sword God, a **** of technique, is completely different from other priesthoods.

Both the upper and lower limits are astonishingly large, especially the Sword God, who is known for his killing and attacking power.

Although some sword gods are of high rank and mighty divine power, they only know the fur of kendo, their sword energy is thin, and their fighting skills are not as good as that of ordinary elemental gods.

And there are some sword gods, who may not be of high rank, and their divine power is not so powerful, but they are proficient in the mysteries of kendo, fit in kendo, and have reached the step of combining human and sword. , blending divine power with sword energy, and exerting a combat power beyond its own capabilities.

There was a record in the Temple of Space, that there was a seventeenth-order sword **** who was the enemy of the **** of space. The ruthless sword intent could shatter the solidified space, and even the space corner of which plane the **** of space fled to, He couldn't escape the terrifying sword energy of that sword, and he was beaten abruptly and begged for mercy.

And now.

Feeling the invincible sword intent and terrifying sword energy emanating from Bai Zhaoyun's body, Yin Qingyue is very sure that this person's swordsmanship is so deep that he is probably second to none in the entire God Realm!

"This person is so terrifying!"

Yin Qingyue secretly glanced at Bai Zhaoyun's handsome face with admiration, and her face turned even redder.

Girls, all worship the strong.

Yin Qingyue has received many years of closed teaching in the Space Temple. It seems that she has lived a hundred years longer. In fact, her mentality is like that of a girl. It's just that no one can make her worship her on weekdays. After all, there are not many people who are better than her.

Now, the girl's mind that she had suppressed for many years burst out, and she fell to the ground to Bai Zhaoyun, the handsome sword **** who worships!

Talent, hard work!

Yin Qingyue is ashamed of herself. What's more, Bai Zhaoyun is in such a remote and small country as the Lieyang Divine Country, and he has no resources and teachings comparable to the Space Temple, yet he is so powerful at a young age.

"Junior Brother, I haven't seen you all night, it seems that the breath is stronger." Bai Zhaoyun looked at Lin Fan, and said indifferently: "Yes, it seems that you must have worked hard last night."

"But the kendo lineage needs to persevere, just like me."

"Don't be complacent and complacent. The sword holder needs to be humble and humble, and he should know that there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven."

"If you are complacent and bluff, it will be difficult for you to advance in swordsmanship in this life."

Bai Zhaoyun said lightly.

Lin Fan hurriedly bowed: "Junior Brother, remember!"

Listen!

Brother, what a point!

This is the instruction from the peerless master!

No wonder Senior Brother is so powerful, yet so low-key, he didn't expect his ideological realm to have reached this level.

Lin Fan is even more in awe of Bai Zhaoyun... But Bai Zhaoyun's heart is extremely complicated at this time, he always feels like he is scolding himself...

Lin Fan looked at the sweat that was oozing out from Bai Zhaoyun's forehead, and then looked at the sword on his brother's waist, thinking of the sound of the sword swinging through the door before.

He hurriedly said, "Senior brother just practiced swordsmanship?"

"Well." Bai Zhaoyun nodded slightly, "Today I have swung my sword 13,000 times."

Practicing the sword in the game is also regarded as practicing the sword.

You can't say I was playing a game just now, right?

"As expected of a senior brother, you are indeed diligent!" Lin Fan looked at the calluses between Bai Zhaoyun's palms and fingers, and said with admiration from the bottom of his heart, "I don't forget to cultivate when I am alone, and I am a role model for my generation."

"Nothing, a swordsman should be diligent. Only by making unremitting efforts can he keep going in Kendo," Bai Zhaoyun said lightly, "You must also work hard and don't slack off."

"Yeah!" Lin Fan nodded.

Bai Zhaoyun's heart is even more strange.

I feel more like I'm scolding myself.

But despite this, Bai Zhaoyun's expression did not change at all, the whole person became more and more indifferent, looked at Lin Fan, turned around and walked into the cell, and said lightly: "Since you are here to ask me for guidance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Come in then."

"Although the place is small, it can barely be deployed."

"The most important thing is that the privacy of this cell is not bad."

secrecy.

This is very important to Bai Zhaoyun.

After all, bluffing many people at the same time was completely different from bluffing only one Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded, but he didn't think much about it. He only felt that his brother's swordsmanship was unfathomable. Of course, he didn't want to be seen by others, so as to prevent outsiders from seeing the subtlety of swordsmanship and stealing the master's skills.

For Sword God, if his supreme sword move is peeped and remembered by others, he is afraid that it will bring danger to the future.

Lin Fan followed Bai Zhaoyun into the cell.

The cell chosen by Bai Zhaoyun is also considered a luxurious single room. It is prepared in the prison for some criminals who have committed serious crimes, have been sentenced to death, or have been imprisoned for life or have been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Such criminals are more likely to rebel. After all, they escaped. Even if it is earned, the prison can only provide them with a good living environment while increasing surveillance, so as to reduce their impulse to escape.

Lin Fan lived in this single room before, next to Huang Manjiang, who was sentenced to three hundred years...

The cell is not big, only less than ten square meters.

There is only one bed, a small dining table, and a toilet. There is an LCD monitor on the wall, which looks very empty, so it is reluctant to open it.

Lin Fan simply sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Bai Zhaoyun to point him.

but.

Seeing Yin Qingyue and the little boy behind Lin Fan also come in, Bai Zhaoyun was slightly taken aback.

"This is..." Bai Zhaoyun frowned and looked at Yin Qingyue, seemingly dissatisfied.

After all, it's okay for Lin Fan to fool around. Now there are two more, one big and one small, who seem to be smart when they were young, and the difficulty factor has increased a bit.

This is kind of bad.