The era of the end of the law is coming, and there are really all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods that have jumped out.

In the past, the demon king Bo Xun once said to the Buddha that when the era of the end of the Dharma comes, my son and my grandson will be monks. Wearing your robe will damage your Dharma. There is the name of the Buddha, the way of demons.

Causing sentient beings to fall into evil views is to speak evil laws.

It's good now.

The Buddha's age of the end of the Dharma has not yet come, but the age of the end of the temple has come early.

And it's a big one.

The God on the other side smiled and said, "The God that believers want is a being who can fulfill their desires and give them sustenance in their hearts." ”

"Anyone can be God if they can achieve this goal."

"I can make angels, and I can transform the bodies of believers. To them, I am the all-knowing and all-powerful God. ”

"It's ridiculous that you have all your skills, but you are stuck in figuration, which is really sighing."

Wei Wuguo spat with a "phew" and said, "There are so many of you, I can't cut you!" ”

"But if you want to gnaw me off, I'm afraid you'll have to break your teeth."

God laughed, "That's right. That's true. ”

"So I'm looking for you to make a deal."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and those bizarre light curtains dissipated instantly, and the entire picture of the entire Garden of Eden was immediately presented in front of Wei Wuguo.

It was an empty mountaintop, and in the distance stood a majestic palace.

The outside of the palace is bare, there is no blue sky and white clouds, no fruit trees and meadows, and no gurgling river.

What the eyes had seen before was nothing more than an illusion obscured by the light.

Wei Wuguo was secretly shocked in his heart.

S-class powerhouses have gotten out of the level of seeing things with their eyes, more often than not, their eyes are just auxiliaries, and what they really use to understand the world is their own soul.

In other words, most of the illusions in the world can't have an effect on the S-class, but they just recruited in the Sky City.

He remained silent and said, "What do you want to trade?" ”

God stretched out his hand again and said, "I will trade their lives for something for you!" ”

In the light, Wei Wuguo saw Zhang San's tomb and Chu Wu who were crucified.

I saw Zhang Baiqiang, who was alone with heavy explosives on his back.

I saw the Queen of Secret Heart and Dongyi running.

Mr. Hu, who saw the Middle-earth Mission, was leading the remaining demon suppressors to advance towards the temple headquarters......

In God's eyes, both dead and undead, are under His gaze.

Wei Wuguo was silent for a long time and said, "What do you want to change?" ”

God smiled and said, "Luck of Middle-earth! ”

"These people can survive as long as you want, and I will guarantee that you can return to Middle-earth safely!"

Wei Wuguo suddenly raised his head.

When luck is said, it is ethereal.

Many people even think that this thing doesn't exist at all.

But at the level of Wei Wuguo, he knew that the word of luck was not groundless.

The rise and fall of dynasties in history are all related to luck.

The number of qi has been exhausted, and even though there are countless loyal ministers and good generals, the building will still collapse, and it will eventually be destroyed.

The number of qi is not exhausted, even if natural and man-made disasters are rampant, but they can repeatedly turn danger into disaster and survive in desperate situations.

Middle-earth has luck, that's for sure.

Otherwise, in the face of the enemy, they would still be able to sit in the east and guard this vast and rich land.

The most important thing is that from Wei Wuguo downward, there seem to be more and more S-level powerhouses in Middle Earth.

Not to mention the mysterious old man who killed Ou Na, even the new generation like Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu have gone through the road of conscience.

The former represents the essence of Middle-earth, and the latter represents the luck of Middle-earth!

If you want to destroy Middle-earth, the most effective way is to take luck!

Taking away the luck of Middle-earth, the rest is much simpler.

Is it rounded or elongated, or is it not up to your own will?

Wei Wuguo stared at the God opposite and said, "If you want to win the luck of Middle-earth, you have to see if you have this pair of teeth!" ”

God sighed: "I'm willing to consult with you, but I don't want to forcibly deprive you." That might make the luck dissipate, and no one would be able to get it. ”

"But if you don't agree, we can only take it by force, and everyone who enters the Holy City in Middle-earth will die."

Wei Wuguo's face was expressionless, and he mocked: "Idiot! ”

As far as the urine of this group of goods is concerned, it will be taken long ago.

Only if they can't take it away, they will threaten the lives of the envoys in Middle-earth, the evil suppression team and the witch team.

If you can't even see this, you will be the boss of the secret bureau for so many years.

God laughed, but before the laughter was over, there was a grunt overhead.

I saw that the huge octopus old god's mouth was grinning, and one after another Wei Wuguo began to crawl out frantically.

Cthulhu was furious, his mouth chewing up and down, and Wei Wuguo exploded into a cloud of blood mist one after another.

His soul fluctuations had already taken on the meaning of anger and depour: "Abaddon! ”

Lao Tzu couldn't stand it.

Hundreds of Wei Wuguo stumbled in their stomachs, stretching open their esophagus, trying to crawl out of their mouths.

These are all A-level pinnacles, and they are not the characters of cats and dogs.

You're still chattering with people!

Before God (Abaddon) had finished his nonsense, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and holy white light fell from the sky, cutting through the darkness like a sharp sword.

At the same time, Wei Wuguo bent down slightly, the purple fire light in his palms kept jumping, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and rushed straight towards the holy light above his head.

Purple fire and white light collided with each other, and the stirring light cut through the darkness and illuminated the entire sky.

At the same time, Cthulhu's mouth was once again stretched open by Wei Wuguo, and this time Wei Wuguo was more numerous, densely packed, and almost impossible to count.

The twelve old gods around him suddenly surrounded Cthulhu, and the huge soul fluctuations stirred up the heavens and the earth, and even the battle between Wei Wuguo and "God" was covered.

Thousands of Wei Wuguo, who had just crawled out of Cthulhu's mouth, flew around, their faces almost identical to the real Wei Wuguo, and the rune war knives in their hands also bloomed with brilliant runes.

There were even a few of them with purple flames around them, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be the light of the purple flames of the Heavenly Fire!

The most important thing is that the aura of these thousands of Wei Wuguo is still rising.

The A-level peak is already the limit, and if you climb further, I'm afraid you will reach the point of a false god!

Yes, the copied Wei Wuguo may not be able to go through the path of conscience and reach the S-level realm.

But with the continuous improvement of energy, even if you don't have to go down the path of conscience, you can be called a god cumulatively!

False gods!

More than a thousand false gods!

Wei Wuguo glanced back in his busy schedule, and finally knew how powerful this thing was.

This thing simply gets beaten more and more!

The greater the number, the stronger the individual strength!

More than a thousand false gods! Even these dozen old gods can't bear it!

Fortunately, I listened to the advice of the Venerable Master and didn't fight with this thing.

Otherwise, more than a thousand false gods can tear themselves apart and use their bones to beat the drum!