In a trance, Nanwang Shizi returned to more than ten years ago, that day, he was eight years old, and that day, he met that person.

The one who is called the closest to their god. No one knows what his name is, only that he is the founder and administrator of the Holy Religion, and the people of the Holy Religion call him the Holy King.

On that day, he didn't know how the Holy King had entered the Nanwang Mansion, and maybe the Nanwang Mansion was no different from his own backyard to him! The Holy King took him away, and that day, he saw their god.

The white wings are the standard of God, a perfect face, a white gown, and a holy light that surrounds the body. Everything was so divine, his god was so flawless, that day, his god, smiled at him, the smile was beautiful, the beauty made him intoxicated, for the sake of such a perfect god, he could abandon everything.

On that day, he still resolutely joined the Holy Religion, and he wanted to tell his father the news, but the Holy King told him that it was a secret and could not be told to others, and for the sake of his God, he did not tell his dear father, and this secret was tightly sealed in his heart.

The Holy King told him that if he wanted to see his god and serve God, he had to have a strong body to bear the power of God, and he naively asked the Holy King at that time why he didn't practice martial arts and why he wanted to carry the power of God.

After hearing this, the Holy King was very angry, and the Holy King said that True Qi is something that only the filthy people cultivate, and they can't get the mercy of the gods, and the ants can only cultivate the power of True Qi.

Later, he understood why the Holy King was so angry, he was ten years old that year, and after two years of tempering his body, he was the strongest of those children, he defeated all children of his age, and he was qualified for the baptism of light.

He knelt in front of the idol and prayed sincerely, God accepted his prayer and gave him the power of the Holy Light, the Holy Light was very strong, it hurt to blend into the body, but he persevered, he knew that he was inheriting the power of God, his body was too weak to carry the power of God, but he persevered.

After the baptism, he felt that he was really strong, he once followed a martial artist who was said to be the peak of the congenital martial arts, he wanted to confirm his strength, just one move, he only made one move, and the martial artist was broken in the chest by him, at that time he understood, why did the holy king say that true qi is the power underneath, this martial artist has been cultivating for more than thirty years, and he has only been cultivating for two years, so inefficient, sure enough, only ants can cultivate.

He wanted to share the good news with his father, but the holy king stopped him again, and the holy king said that this is a god-given power, and it cannot be revealed in front of people at will, this world is filthy, and the warrior is the source of filth, and God needs to come down to the world to purify this filthy world.

And before that, if the warriors are allowed to see the powerful divine power, they will be jealous, they will go crazy, and thus destroy what they can't get, the warriors are selfish, they are already defiled.

Since then, he has not shown his strength in front of people, and as he grew older, he seemed to understand the words of the Holy King, the warriors are indeed a group of selfish ants, they can kill each other for a secret, for a little profit, they can kill relatives and friends, they are indeed filthy.

He learned to hide. He became what he hated, he learned to be nostalgic for Hualou, and he learned to be gentle. Looking at the gaze of others looking at him, it was a look of disgust, but he smiled, he hid it very successfully, no one would have thought that the prince of Nanwang was a saint who could easily obliterate them.

And now, as long as he kills these people, he can make holy sacrifices, receive his gods, come down to this land, and purify these filthy ants, everything is worth it, just kill these people, kill, kill.

Suddenly, a bloody color flashed in the eyes of the prince of Nanwang, and his thoughts returned to the present, familiar scenes, familiar people, and familiar odds.

"You're plotting against me. ”

With a sporadic ache, he took out a lit incense candle. This is the chaotic soul incense that he bought at a great price, but fortunately, although this prince of the southern king is strong, he is deficient in his heart, otherwise this chaotic soul incense may not be effective.

There was no anger, the prince of Nanwang looked at the zero hair calmly, there was only a strong killing intent in his eyes, there was no need to be angry about the struggle of the ants, these people were going to die, they all had to become sacrifices to the gods.

Glancing at it, more than half of it was already done

The transmission ceremony, the memories just now, are only a short minute in the past. The prince of Nanwang didn't want to spend it like this anymore.

"Zero Hair Your ......"

The two metal arms suddenly hugged the prince of Nanwang from behind, it was 002, and when he fell into a trance, 002 had already quietly touched his back.

A shoulder fall, Nanwang Shizi was hugged and thrown to the ground, the thing happened too suddenly, and suddenly Nanwang Shizi didn't react, and he was thrown to the ground by 002.

But with the strength of the prince of the south, this fall did not cause him any damage, but a big hole was smashed on the bluestone floor.

Zero Zero Two turned over and rode on the prince of Nanwang, like a pair of iron fists and machine guns, smashed on the prince of Nanwang, I don't know what Zero Zero thought about it, and greeted the face of the prince of Nanwang.

Su Chen, who was watching from a distance, was dumbfounded, and he was the only one present at the moment who had the leisure to watch the piecemeal performance, and even the ancient three-way with a broken wrist went to the angel puppet to contribute his strength.

Well, it can't be said that only Su Chen is idle, in the more periphery, Dongfang Bai is suppressing the injury, Zhu Houzhao's pill can indeed save his life, but it is impossible to completely cure him.

"Boom"

At a glance, Zero Zero's body above the waist and abdomen was bombarded by the holy light, leaving only the lower half of his body, still riding on the body of the prince of Nanwang.

"Zero shots, you're good. ”

Grabbing Zerotwo's legs with both hands, Zerotwo's lower body turned into two halves, and some messy mechanical parts were scattered all over the ground.

Zero Hair gasped, not frightened, but distressed, and finally spent a lot of money to build the machine, but it was torn apart.

The holy light flashed on the face of the prince of the southern king, and the fist mark left by Zero Zero Two disappeared in an instant.

The body rose flat on the ground, and in an instant he reached the front of Zero Zero, and smashed it towards Zero Zero with a punch. With the strength of sporadic shots, how could he dodge the punch of Nanwang Shizi, and his body was instantly crushed by the powerful punch, like a piece of paper, turned into crumbs.

"The means of the monastic. ”

Looking at the scattered hairs that turned into debris, without a single trace of blood coming out, it was very unreal.

In the distance, another piece of paper showed his figure, and there was a small paper figure in his hand, but at this time, the little paper figure had already spontaneously combusted.

Zero hair twitched his face in pain, this time he lost a lot, the cultivator's things are not easy to handle! First, the cultivator has always been mysterious, and the dragon sees the head but not the end, and second, the cultivator's things are expensive and expensive, and there is no market.

The figure swept out, and the prince of Nanwang had already arrived in front of Zero Shot, and he punched out again, he didn't believe that Zero Shot still had a weird Dao cultivation weapon, even if there was, it was a matter of a few more attacks, and Zero Shot must die.

The stand-in paper man, there are indeed no scattered hairs, he just got one, the magic weapon of Taoist cultivation, how can it be so easy to touch. However, Zero Shots is not a person who sits still, how could he not be fully prepared in the face of the prince of Nanwang.

"Good sister, it's up to you. “

He can't dodge the fist of the prince of Nanwang, but the Baolong clan has talents who are good at speed.

Zero Zero You, a person who is used to being forgotten, a person who has no sense of existence in the Baolong clan.

A man dressed as a woman and looked like a ghost, suddenly appeared behind Zero Zero, and when the fist of the prince of Nanwang was about to fall on Zero Zero, he took Zero Zero Hair out dangerously.

"Boom"

In the place where Zero Zero was just standing, he knocked the prince of Nanwang out of a big pit. And Zero Zero Hair and Zero Zero You had already appeared ten meters away, and the two of them were lying on the ground like dead dogs, panting violently.

"Zero Shot, can you say hello in advance before you call me next time, that's the Great Grandmaster! If I hadn't reacted quickly, we would have all finished playing. Zero Zero You wiped the sweat from his head, just now, he had already played for a long time.

"I'm leaving, you can ask for more blessings!" Get up, Zero Zero You ran away, just now, he has squandered his strength, and if he doesn't run, he won't be able to run.