Fake?

Is it a fake in your own hands?

Afran looked at the yellowed paper in his hand blankly, there was no doubt that this ancient desolate aura could not be faked, it must be an item handed down from ancient times. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But the other party also has a scroll in his hand that exudes the same aura as his own manuscript.

Could it be that there are two copies of the Hebrew Manuscript?

This is ridiculous!

Afran gritted his teeth: "You dare to lie to me with a fake?"

"I didn't lie to you. ”

Chen Yuan shook his head: "Whether you believe it or not, this thing in my hand is the real Hebrew Manuscript, and what you have in your hand is just a copy of what I wrote to Abraham, although I don't know how the A4 paper of five cents became an earth artifact......

"Fart!"

Afran shouted angrily, a mouthful of blood spurting onto the yellowed manuscript in his hand, and then whispered.

"I am the Lord, and God fears me..... The death knell of Yahweh has sounded, the legendary Garden of Itsune has collapsed, the heavens have fallen from the seven heavens, and the nine layers of hell have begun to collapse............."

A black mist began to glow on the manuscript, and a pair of eyes seemed to emerge from it, pitch black and deep, like the deepest darkness in the universe, indescribable.

A trace of bad feeling suddenly appeared in Chen Yuan's heart, and then, a huge angry shout suddenly sounded in his mind!

"Get out!"

This is Bai Ze's roar!

The eyes that seemed to be there seemed to be a smile, he gradually disappeared, and then disappeared without a trace, and the slightest sense of crisis also disappeared in an instant.

Is it a delusion?

Chen Yuan tried to call Bai Ze, but strangely, he didn't receive any reply at all.

"Host, Bai Ze is currently dormant. ”

The voice of the system sounded, answering Chen Yuan's question, Chen Yuan frowned, Bai Ze was sleeping?

The voice just now was clearly Bai Ze angry!

What's going on?

Chen Yuan was a little confused, and when such a sudden appearance appeared, he was really unprepared at all.

That thing was obviously written by himself, but how did it seem to have become some strange container after thousands of years?

Chen Yuan looked up, but Afran obviously didn't notice this, and still recited the strange scripture in a low voice.

The sevenfold heavens fell from the sky, and the ninefold hells collapsed from the darkness.

These are the words of Satan when he is playing against God, and they are the ultimate curse.

Satan, who was originally the chief of the Seraph archangel, after the fall, in order to destroy God's heaven, seduced several angels to fall according to the seven original sins one after another, and finally, the Bible describes that "one-third of the stars lost their luster", which means that one out of every three angels fell into the arms of Satan!

Satan lives in Hell, a place of exile from God, and he never wants to kill him in heaven and nail Jehovah to the pillars of heaven!

Afran was reciting Satan's prayer and modifying it.

"Want supernatural demonic powers?"

Chen Yuan sighed, and then put Bai Ze's matter aside.

That's not the most important thing.

He spread out the parchment scroll in his hand, and the ancient scroll emitted an amazing glow at this time!

The other party's manuscript was written by himself, and as an immortal official, the words he wrote naturally had supreme power, especially these pieces of paper became a part of history as a substitute for the Hebrew manuscript, and they were favored by the years, so they had this powerful power!

That's why these papers can be turned into Heavenly Fists!

Roots come from the same source!

The sheepskin roll was slowly unfolded, Chen Yuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he spoke softly.

"I am the Lord, magnified, powerful, glorious, victorious, and majestic. All heaven and earth are my territory. ”

Chen Yuan recited a paragraph, and then slandered.

History is always strikingly similar, and this sentence translates to "where the sun and the moon shine, and where the rivers go, they are all Han soil"!

Brilliant light emanated from the parchment scrolls, and an amazing power surged, it was the power of the gods, and some people were amazed and worshipped as gods!

My Sovereign Jehovah!

When Afran saw the milky white light suddenly erupting from Chen Yuan's body, he was immediately shocked, and even the scripture he was reciting involuntarily paused.

No way!

Afran was shocked that the parchment was really a god's thing!

Of course, he didn't know that if we looked at it according to the first history, Chen Yuan was Jehovah!

The other party is God!

Afran: "I once dwelt in heaven and fell from heaven!"

Chen Yuan: "I once lived in the heavens, and I saw you fall from the heavens!"

Afran: "You are a lowly, a pretender, a god of nothingness!"

Chen Yuan: "You are a traitor, an incompetent, and a cowardly god!"

Afran: "Thou hast disguised thyself in greed with holiness, and thou hast disguised tyranny with thyself!"

Chen Yuan: "You cover your fear with madness, and you cover up your cowardice with chaos!"

..........

Every time Afran said a prayer, Chen Yuan would follow it, Afran's face gradually turned pale, but the white light on Chen Yuan's body became more and more hot!

The Five Sacred Arts: Jehovah's Chapter!

Afran's heart became terrified, could it be that the other party's hand was really the genuine Hebrew Manuscript?

If it's true, then what are these actions of mine for?!

Is it really a fake in your own hands?!

"Impossible!"

Afran was frenzied, he pointed his finger forward, and suddenly made a gesture!

"Dance, pray, go crazy!"

"GoatofMendez!"

The huge pentagram suddenly appeared, like a magic circle depicted in many novels.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and stretched out a finger.

Rumble!

A violent vibration suddenly erupted from the pentagram, and an endless crazy aura permeated from it, and then turned into two extremely sharp goat horns, rushing towards Chen Yuan!

A white flame suddenly appeared at the tip of Chen Yuan's fingers, the flame was extremely small, almost undetectable, but after an instant, the flame changed from small to large, becoming a flame lion that devoured everything!

"Holyflame!"

The white flame lion and the black goat's horn collided together, Afran's eyes were red, and a warning suddenly rose in his heart, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan's direction!

The parchment scroll in Chen Yuan's hand floated in the air, his left hand was raised, and a mysterious coat of arms appeared in his palm.

“...... Engraved!"

Rumble!

A white mark suddenly appeared on the top of the horn, it was a cross!

“..... Static!"

Afran's movements paused for a moment, but only for a moment!

He looked up, and his face became terrified!

Time stands still?!

This is the realm of the gods, how can mortals set foot in it?!

Chen Yuan opened his mouth lightly, his voice was ethereal, as if he came from outside the sky, unpredictable. But in the ears of Afran, it is tantamount to the bell of death!

A huge and blazing white light surged, covering everything in an instant!

“..... Brilliant!"