Disorganized 110: Defeated

In the end, Long Wenxuan still hasn't changed his mentality from himself, from the bottom of his heart, he is still an ordinary citizen in his previous life, and he will still subconsciously choose to escape what he is afraid of in his heart.

"Hmm!Closed?" Long Wenxuan approached the gate outside the hall, and wanted to push it open, but he was extremely shocked to find that the door was closed tightly, looking at the more than a thousand arms of the idol that was getting closer and closer, Long Wenxuan's face turned pale.

"Long Wenxuan, you are a fool, do you still think that you are an ordinary citizen in your previous life? Now you use your own strength, why don't you crush the fear in your heart with your own hands?" Suddenly, Long Wenxuan's mind suddenly sounded Nafipor's extremely immature voice, and he rebuked loudly with disdain.

Long Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, suddenly came back to his senses, and his face was a little embarrassed: "Yes, this is no longer a previous life, why are you afraid of it?"

Long Wenxuan took a deep breath, the storage ring on his finger flashed, and the morning light spear appeared in his hand, looking at the thousands of broken arms that were overwhelming from above his head, his expression was shocked, and he stepped forward without fear.

Gun Skill: Rainstorm Pear Blossom!

The spear in Long Wenxuan's hand shook suddenly, the body of the spear shook at an extremely fast speed, and every time the spear was shot, it hit each arm of the oncoming face with incomparably precision, and with the incomparably hot fire attribute of the spear body, the yuan force gushed out, condensing the unparalleled terrifying destructive power to completely destroy the arm of the originally broken god statue, falling to the ground, and shattering into powder

Ahhh

"Heh, so you're not too scary, aren't you?" Long Wenxuan shook the spear in his hand, looked at the incomparably distorted face of the god statue in front of him, and chuckled in his heart.

In Long Wenxuan's mind, Nafipol clasped his hands on his chest, and when he heard Long Wenxuan's words, his expression became even more disdainful: "What's there to be afraid of a mere distorted god statue in the forging stage?"

"Hey, is there only the God Forging Period?" Long Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully felt the fluctuations emitted by the God Statue in front of him, although it was extremely terrifying, its attack strength had indeed only reached the God Forging Period.

The idol roared, blood and tears gradually crawled all over the entire face under the distorted face, and the remaining hundreds of relatively intact arms suddenly shook violently, and in Long Wenxuan's reflected pupils, they became bigger and bigger, and they pounced on themselves infinitely, looking like they were going to shoot Long Wenxuan into meat sauce.

"Don't give up yet," Long Wenxuan looked at the more than 1,000 arms that were gradually approaching, his expression was cold, and he kept dodging the assaulting arms, and suddenly jumped up, carrying a spear along the arm that came from the attack, running on the extremely thick arm.

Long Wenxuan, who was running on his arm, was like an ant, constantly dodging his arms from all sides, and the arms that could not be dodged were directly shattered on the ground, and in this way, the remaining momentum came to the shoulders of his body unabated.

Long Wenxuan looked at the incomparably distorted face of the statue that was close at hand, jumped up high again, and suddenly shouted, the golden light of the spear in his hand flashed, and an incomparably terrifying spear erupted from the tip of the spear, stabbing down fiercely at the shoulder of the statue.

A huge roar sounded in this dilapidated palace, and I saw Long Wenxuan fall from a height, and then more than a thousand arms of the strange stone statue broke off from the shoulders and fell on the floor of the palace, turning into dust.

The poignant voice of the idol resounded throughout the palace, but Long Wenxuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although the idol seemed to be extremely terrifying, it couldn't walk down from the idol platform at the highest point of the palace, it seemed to be confined to it, and all it could move was its thousands of arms.

It was a strange idol that lost its arm, and it was like a tiger without fangs and claws, and it was harmless.

"Draw the spear, go!" Long Wenxuan looked at the statue that was still roaring miserably, and let out a low shout, and the spear in his hand suddenly shot out at the huge head of the strange idol.

The idol, which was still screaming in pain, suddenly froze in its movements, and the spear thrown out by Long Wenxuan penetrated through the eyebrows of the strange idol, so it was nailed to the palace wall behind the strange idol.

The huge body of the strange idol slowly cracked from the center of the eyebrows, and the crisp cracking sound resounded throughout the palace, and after a while, the huge golden body of the strange idol was covered with cracks, and finally turned into rubble and fell on the idol platform at the highest point of the palace.

After the idol was destroyed, a cloud of cyan smoke hovered over the idol platform and did not dissipate for a long time.

"Go, get the power of the will. Nafipol in Long Wenxuan's mind suddenly spoke, making Long Wenxuan stunned.

"Are you saying that this strange idol has the power of will?" asked Long Wenxuan in disbelief.

"Aren't you talking nonsense, have you forgotten your willpower, is there something that makes it up?" asked Long Wenxuan, who was not angry with Nafi Boer in his mind.

"I know that, the power of the will is made up of the good wishes of countless living beings. Long Wenxuan looked stunned and replied subconsciously.

"The strange idol in front of you was not originally like this, since the statue was molded into a golden body, and then put on the idol platform to be worshiped by the world, and after hundreds of years of worship, its body and condensed a lot of willpower, that is, the power of the will condensed on the idol, so that the idol has changed, although I don't know what happened in the meantime, it will make the idol that was originally worshiped by the world become extremely evil, but it is undeniable that it did bless one side. Nafi Boer in Long Wenxuan's mind seemed to see the golden statue of the god who was worshiped by the world through Long Wenxuan's gaze, and the expression on his immature face was extremely serious, and he slowly spoke.

Long Wenxuan's face turned happy, and he asked again: "Then how can I obtain the wish power condensed on the Strange Divine Boat?"

"Did you see the blue light hovering on the statue platform? That is the power of the will condensed in its body, just contact it directly," Facing Long Wenxuan's doubts, Nafi Boer explained directly.

Hearing this, Long Wenxuan hurriedly walked up to the idol platform at the highest point of the main hall, and stretched out his hand to touch the cyan golden light that was circling.

"If you find a high concentration of willpower, do you want to collect it?" At the moment when Long Wenxuan stretched out his hand to touch the cyan golden light on the idol platform, the sound of the system's mechanical rigidity sounded immediately.

"Charged. Long Wenxuan smiled faintly, and as the words in Long Wenxuan's heart fell, the cyan golden light hovering on the statue platform trembled suddenly, as if there was life drilling into Long Wenxuan's palm, and it was scattered as soon as it was started, and it was collected by Long Wenxuan bit by bit.

Looking at the high 1,000 wish power value on the attribute panel, the corners of Long Wenxuan's mouth couldn't help but crack, and he was in a good mood.

"Hey, look at how happy you look. In his mind, Nafi Boer looked at Long Wenxuan's extremely satisfied appearance, and said disdainfully, but the corners of his mouth were secretly raised.