Returning From Level 900

A small door more than two meters high slowly loomed from the bottom of the towering shoulderless metal wall.

The old man led Wang Wen and the three to the metal wall.

But the crowd behind was stopped by people who were "flying" in the air.

There was some commotion in the crowd.

The "flying" man in the air questioned the crowd: "How dare you unbelievers approach the temple?"

A bold man in the crowd stood up and said, "We now have a **** of faith!"

"Haha." The flying man sneered: "God doesn't need the faith of you ignorant people."

The daring said loudly: "We don't believe in your God of War! We believe in the God of Medicine who is willing to heal and pity us... uh... God of Medicine?"

The trapeze was stunned.

The crowd themselves had different voices: "How can there be such a title as the God of Medicine is not good at all."

"Compared to God of War, it's really asymmetrical. Even if it's not higher than God of War, at least it shouldn't be lower!"

"Then what should it be called?"

"goddess?"

"Too general!"

"He will heal us, sympathize with us, and kill those who hurt us. Can he be called a patron saint?"

"Hey, the Patronus is not bad!"

"Ok, Ok."

"No, it's still not personal enough!"

"I have an idea! When the goddess rescued us, there was a moving light, and I felt that it was the holy light, the light of hope. He is the light! The **** of light!"

"Wow!!"

The crowd boiled.

They started cheering, sweating profusely with excitement.

"awesome!"

"really not bad!"

"That's right! It's the God of Light! The Goddess of Light!"

The trapeze stared coldly at the boiling crowd below, and said with a sneer, "Is it even a temporary fabrication of the names of gods? Then, where is your goddess of light?"

The daring person bowed to Wang Wen and the three of them from afar, and said in a pious tone: "Our goddess is the only woman among the three. The other two are unknown, maybe the goddesses."

The crowd was driven by the bold, and they bowed to Ren Ruan Ruan.

Ren Ruan's body softened for a while.

She looked back strangely, she didn't do anything exaggerated here, why did she come again?

Has it reached the point where unilateral excitement can provide power without stimulation?

Is this level so generous?

The trapeze was startled again, and his voice sharply retorted to the crowd below: "What are you kidding? Are you blind? Those three guys are just ordinary humans like us!"

The daring person asked back: "Can ordinary humans heal serious injuries, make them invulnerable, and even destroy the Holy Knights at their fingertips?"

The trapeze choked, paused and shouted angrily, "That's because they gave their souls to the devil!"

The daring smiled: "So, you have also acknowledged the power of the God of Light, but you just haven't acknowledged his identity, right?"

"Fart! Fart, fart, fart!" Fei Feng went crazy: "All the heretics should be damned!!"

They stretched out their hands to trap the daring person, and a familiar hexahedron appeared around them, but this time the effect of the hexahedron was significantly different. The daring person trapped in the hexahedron bleeds from the mouth and nose instantly, as if he was undergoing huge torture.

The crowd just had faith after all.

For a while and a half, the habit of praying to God in the face of danger cannot be formed.

Coupled with the long history of oppression.

At this time, seeing the people in the temple kill people, I was so scared that I shivered and shivered.

Watching the daring man twist his limbs, his eyes rolled, his nose, nose, and blood spurting blood, and his face died in pain.

all feel sad.

As usual, their lives are so fragile and lowly that they can be killed at any time if they say anything that upsets the people in the temple.

There was a trembling old man in the crowd, looking at the dead daring man, and crying out in grief: "God, save us!"

It was only after everyone reacted that they now have gods themselves!

He quickly started to pray with a sad expression.

"Buzzing" sounded incessantly.

The people "flying" in the sky saw that this group of heretics became more and more rampant, and they actually prayed to other heretics in front of the messengers of the temple.

It's clearly a smash!

They are no longer in control.

Team up to release the huge hexahedron to wrap all the crowd close.

The crowd seemed to return to the lambs to be slaughtered in the beginning.

Pain and fear but dare not escape.

He watched helplessly as the hexahedron surrounded himself.

Then broken.

"what?"

The crowd looked ahead in confusion.

It was found that the three people who had entered the metal wall did not know when to come back.

midair.

Ren Ruan Ruan said to Wang Wen softly: "I still don't know how to use the new power. They keep giving it, and it's about to swell me to death."

Wang Wen comforted her: "Don't worry, after this time, you will be more bloated."

After comforting Ren Ruanruan, he turned his head and said to the "Flying" people, "Anyway, we are also the ones who are about to communicate peacefully with your god. As soon as we left our forefoot, we started to slaughter the people we rescued. Isn't it too disrespectful?"

The brown-robed old man said solemnly, "Don't do it lightly, everything is waiting for God's will."

"Flying" people pointed to the crowd below and said angrily: "They are not only unbelievers and blasphemers, but also pagans!"

The brown-robed old man narrowed his eyes: "Here? Who did you believe in? Devil?"

The "Fly" people hesitated for a while, then looked at Ren Ruanruan and said, "I believed those three people and said that the female human being is a goddess of light, **** it!"

The brown-robed old man was stunned.

He looked down at Wang Wen and the three of them.

Wang Wen easily clicked off the hexahedron that trapped the bold.

But man has become visibly lifeless.

The old man who was crying earlier rushed over and hugged the corpse in tears, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction or anger.

Ren Ruanruan wanted to reach out.

Stopped by Wang Wen, he calmly raised his head and asked the "flying" man, "Who killed the man?"

People "flying" in the air snorted, disdain to answer such questions.

The brown-robed old man frowned and said, "Do you really want to stand up for these untouchables?"

"I'll ask you one last time, who did it?" Wang Wen said calmly, "If no one admits it, I'll kill all of you birdmen."

"Birdman" has a progress ranging from 0.1 to 0.5 on each head.

This group is all killed, and the progress can almost increase by a dozen points in one go.

Although the players have a chance.

But Wang Wen would not be polite if the progress handed over his neck.

really.

The "Birdmen" immediately became uneasy when they heard the very sarcastic words, and cursed loudly one by one.

Just no one admits to doing it.

So Wang Wen counted the heads.

Released 2.9% of the energy, crushing the "Birdmen" with their heads and bodies.

The picture of blood falling in the air is beautiful.

The old man in the brown robe and the crowd below froze collectively.

There are stars scattered.

Ren Ruan Ruan took a breath and trembled.

The brown-robed old man's face was as gloomy as water, forcibly suppressing his anger, he gritted his teeth and asked Wang Wen, "What do you mean?"

"?" Wang Wen answered him suspiciously: "Didn't you say it? If no one admits it, I will kill it all. I was just trying to frighten it. Who would have thought that if they couldn't be frightened at all, no one would admit it, so I had to keep my promise."

"You dare to kill the temple messenger!" The brown-robed old man shouted.

Wang Wen signaled that Ren Ruanruan could now save the daring person, and said to the old man without turning his head, "The one who kills again will be rewarded with his life."

Ren Ruanuan's Light of Life had just cooled down and recovered, and he hadn't had time to test it with the captain.

The current situation is special, she still uses it on the indigenous people first.

If such a person who is basically dead can be rescued by the light of life, then this skill is a bit interesting.

She waved her finger lightly.

A soft warm light enveloped the body of the bold.

Ren Ruanruan closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

After a while, I took out a bottle of healthy water and took a few sips.

Smash your mouth.

He asked Zhu Xingguo to take a few washed ginseng whiskers and put them in his mouth to chew~www.wuxiahere.com~ The surrounding crowd's whispers spread like waves, and the sound of inhalation was like the whistling of a hurricane sweeping across the sea.

The brown-robed old man in midair watched the so-called "killed" people come to life little by little!

Holding the sleeve of the robe tightly in his hand.

His voice seemed to be trembling with anger, and he asked word by word, "You said that killing people, paying for their lives, the people who were killed are now alive, what do the people who died in the temple say?"

Wang Wen turned his head and looked at him with a funny look: "Old man, are you confused? We rescued this person. Why are you dead people asking me? Let your gods come out and save him."

Ren Ruan Ruan felt soft all over.

I just feel that the light of life has not consumed myself much.

But it's really dying.