Yin Nian dropped the first stroke, his wrist was slightly sore, this paper was difficult to write abnormally, and it was difficult to ink down with a single stroke.

"It's been out for too long, isn't it?"

Yin Nian shook the ash on the booklet vigorously, and began to try to write again with his sore wrist, this time the ink was not at all, but it became intermittent.

Yin Nian said 'hey', and put down the pen even more vigorously.

And she didn't know.

At this moment, she was writing down the first surname 'Sun' corresponding to the fallen god, and after she smoked the incense, she finally changed a little calm appearance with ten percent surprise.

Its eyes fell, and it saw that there were many more thin cracks on its body, and the chain of the god platform under it swayed slightly.

Her eyes were full of shock.

The body was trembling slightly.

There is one word in the four districts, the true god is difficult to return to one, and the fallen god is difficult to return.

The true God is high, and the world wants to ask God to look back and respond once at a time, but there is a saying that these ten thousand people ask but cannot reply to one person.

But the Fallen God is different.

The fallen gods were originally all serious true gods, worshiped by various families, and some true gods were even worshiped by several families, but the problem is that if the more people worship, the younger generation one by one has a petition to wash the marrow, and when the petition, the laws and regulations of heaven are rampant, and the greed, hatred, hatred, evil and resentment of the petitioners will be entangled with the various demands of the petition, because they intervene and with the cause and effect of the true gods who realize their wishes for others.

If the power of worship is far greater than the power of resentment, or if there is a delicate balance between the two, then the true god is still the true god, and it will become more and more powerful as the power of worship grows.

And if the power of resentment exceeds the power of worship, they will lose their minds from time to time and go crazy and slaughter, that is, they will become fallen gods like a time bomb.

If it is the true God, the person who holds the book is equivalent to finding a powerful protector.

But if the fallen gods are registered, in addition to being the protector of the Tao, the most important thing is that their resentment will also be transferred to the person who holds the canon.

Even the most swordsman is on the edge, and he doesn't dare to bet on whether he and the fallen god will lose their minds in the next moment.

Therefore, no one has ever dared to write the name of the fallen god in the booklet.

Isn't this pure death?

In the past, there were also warriors who were forced to be cornered, and finally wasted half of their lives to get a precious book of inviting gods, and wrote the name of the fallen god on the book full of hope, but his desire was too heavy, and the more he wanted the fallen god to protect him, the stronger the purpose, when the fallen god was written by him, it was covered by overwhelming greed, and the stimulated fallen god went crazy at once, and directly tore people apart.

Therefore, since the warrior's 'heroic deeds', no one dares to touch the fallen gods, and later, the families have directly given up saving the fallen gods, and everyone acquiesces that the fallen gods cannot be saved, and once they appear, they must be sealed immediately, lest the six relatives not recognize and start killing.

These fallen gods themselves know.

One can imagine how shocked she was when she saw the seal sculpture on her body crack open.

This god statue, this god platform, is actually a seal set by the family that once worshipped them.

They can't break free from the seal on their own, they don't have any idea of breaking free, they are entangled by resentment wherever they go, and they will lose their minds and go crazy from time to time, they just go out of this huge tomb, not everyone shouts and beats, from the high true god to the street rat, they don't want to.

But she never expected it.

Someone is willing to invite her to the register?!

Crazy, right?

Who is it?

And the miraculous thing is that she didn't feel too much greed and bad karma, which is only one possibility, please God people...... I don't want anything from her at the moment?

But is this possible?

Anyone who asks God asks for something, either for refuge or for fame.

Otherwise, what is the picture?

The man who asked God had no evil thoughts, and she was too shocked to resist at all.

It really made Yin Nian outside use intermittent ink to successfully write the word 'Sun'.

"Whew." Yin Nian straightened up and wiped the sweat on her head, for some reason, she felt more and more irritable in her heart, not thick, but this feeling of irritability made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But don't panic!

Yin Nian caught the sleeping snake Nier out in the Heavenly Palace, pointed to the gray and black aura in the Heavenly Palace, and said concisely: "Eat!" ”

Snake Niel opened her mouth and swallowed the black gas.

With a thud, the scales on its body exploded.

"Huh?" Snake Nill wagged her tail in surprise, "Are you in a bad mood today?" Why is this evil aura so thick? ”

Yin Nian frowned slightly, looked around, and quickly figured it out, "In this kind of place, can I not be angry, anxious and worried?" It's normal to be richer. ”

She moved her wrist and carefully checked her body, it was fine, her body was very good, it shouldn't be for other reasons.

Snake Niel thought about it too.

Yin Nian turned the second page and began to write down the name of a fallen god.

If someone who understands is here, I'm afraid I'm going to scream.

Yin Nian dislikes to write intermittently, but I don't know that it is already a very deep name, you know, those who can leave a drop of ink on the divine book are recognized as one in a million geniuses.

Normal people are all drops of ink, kneeling and begging for accumulation every day, and they want a complete and coherent word, I don't know how long it will take.

For example, Mu Yang, since he could hold the pen, he had to ask God several times a day, and he didn't know how many years to leave a drop of ink, which was a little recognition of him by the true god, that is, it was enough for him to blow three tables of wine without eating a peanut.

And the first time Yin Nian wrote it, she disliked it intermittently, but it really became a word.

Otherwise, she didn't have half of her desires, she didn't know that these piles here were the book of inviting gods, because no one would invite the gods, and the books of the gods were used as toilet paper for others.

She just took the ledger and wrote here, what bad thoughts could she have?

Who would have evil thoughts about his own ledger? Isn't that nerve-inducing?

It's really not a single condition to be met, but if Yin Nian knows to ask God to say, but at this moment, these fallen gods have not just finished inhaling the incense of worship and have gained peace for a long time, and they will not be so easy to invite God to enter the book.

The second god was as surprised as Sun Shen.

And immediately after, the third, the fourth......

Yin Nian didn't notice it herself, since she left the surname of the first god, she seemed to be firmly attracted by this booklet, if it was changed to usual, it would be so difficult to write that she would have thrown off her pen or changed the book to write, but this thing was like a Gu for her, hooking her to write down one stroke after another.

She thought it might have been a cup of tea.

But people on the outside know.

Yin Nian has been in it for three days and three nights.

She ...... Why hasn't it come out yet? ”

Someone couldn't help but poke the person next to him, "Did you die inside?" ”

"Sure, who told her to go to the Fallen God, which of you will go and take a look? If we are dead and still have a corpse, won't we have a meal for the next meal? ”

"Phew, you thief, you have black eyes and a bad heart, let me go into the secret room? Is this a second course that wants me to be you? Dream! ”

"Shut up!"

The bald woman suddenly spoke.

The bone spurs in her hands shimmered with a sharp cold light.

The face is extremely bad.

"Then cut off your tongues."

The crowd swallowed the words back and asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"The two of them." Someone compared a six, "Didn't you notice?" It's been six days since the last time the Fallen God gave water and food. ”

Oh yes.

Everyone suddenly realized.

These two people only eat normal meat, and they should have given new meat two days ago, but it seems that after Yin Nian came, the fallen gods did not give new meat.

"No, they ate the deer before, right? Are you done with that girl? Still finished eating? ”

The more they thought about it, the more likely it became.

was going to instigate these two people to go to the secret room to see if Yin Nian was alive or dead.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, his feet shook.

Su Ri was so quiet that the dead grave was ringing in the ears, and there was a muffled sound one after another.

"What's going on?"