"It seems that the dragon clan has also greatly underestimated the strength of the pseudo-god believers. "Xiang Nandao.

The group of dragons came with their teeth and claws, but they ended up in a disgraced and embarrassed end.

Thirty dragon warriors, dealing with more than forty Terran believers, were instead beheaded three dragons, and the fourth dragon of (forced bī)bī) was fed with guns.

Its end is not tragic.

However, what made Xiang Nan feel like a fish in his throat the most was the twenty pseudo-god deities.

Fortunately, the realm of these false gods has not been mentioned for the time being, otherwise, who can be their opponent.

Xiang Nan cast a magic trick and changed his appearance and aura characteristics, which made him look new and become a new young man.

Illusionary trickery, if it is only released on oneself, can last for three days and three nights, which is almost enough.

He returned to the first shrine (temple diàn) they had been to before.

There are no false gods in this god (temple diàn), and what is enshrined is only a distraction god, but this is the location of the old man who once led the way for Xiang Nan.

At this time, the old man had not yet returned, and the dragons had destroyed the sculpture of the main god, and they should hurry up to continue to make new sculptures.

At the same time, Xiang Nan also felt that from the distant sky, there was a strong fluctuation of Gang Qi descending.

Obviously, this realm was ambushed, and the False God Clan sent more believers and masters to defend back and forth to strengthen the defense of this realm.

If you want to do something in this world, the difficulty can be greatly increased.

Beyond the god (temple diàn), there is a human living area, a new high-rise building stands among the clouds, and the prosperity of the city is no worse than Haojing.

Xiang Nan walked on the street, and the stone road under his feet was still brand new, and there were no traces of stepping on it many times.

It seems that after seeing the prosperity of the higher planes, the warriors of the lower planes also have ambitions and begin to further strengthen their living environment.

At the same time, this so-called welfare can also be counted as the head of the pseudo-god, so that the people respect the pseudo-god even more.

Xiang Nan wants to settle here for the time being, and when the old man comes back alone, he will be arrested alone.

However, it is worth paying attention to Xiang Nan that although the streets here are extremely prosperous, there are a few things that he has never seen.

Every once in a while, a large bright red building would appear, and the buildings were similar in style, and a plaque hung at the entrance of each red building.

On it, with the style of ancient fragrance and ancient rhyme, two big characters are written: dojo.

Out of curiosity, Xiang Nan entered one of the dojos, which was open to the public and did not require any restrictions on entering the door.

And inside the dojo, as far as the eye can see, there are all ordinary people, but these ordinary people are practicing martial arts!

Some people are practicing martial arts, and some people are reading with heavy books in their hands.

Walking through the crowd was a devotee in a red robe (身shēn) who looked kind, pausing from time to time to answer the warriors' questions.

Xiang Nan understood at a glance that this was "preaching".

The pseudo-gods are not limited to capturing only the only powerful warriors today, they are also focusing on cultivating a new generation of warriors.

The more masters of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, the greater the impact on the dream of the master, and the easier it is to be discovered by the people of the Divine Domain.

Behind this seemingly selfless and immeasurable meritorious act, there is a conspiracy that makes people think carefully and be extremely frightened.

But the real secret, Xiang Nan can't tell it, he can imagine what the result would be if he made this world a dream, and the pseudo-gods announced it to the world in order to expose the creator.

He's going to be called crazy.

There is a saying in the Chinese country: Poverty limits my imagination.

This kind of buzzword among young people is also applicable in the world of martial arts.

The low-realm martial artists couldn't understand the macroscopic vision of the high-realm, no one would believe what Xiang Nan said, they couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be.

Being regarded as a madman and a cult is a certainty.

Xiang Nan shook his head and walked out of the dojo, preparing to find a place to settle down first.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the street, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar (身shēn) figure.

The figure turned right past the opposite crossing.

Xiang Nan lowered his head and groaned, this back seemed to have been seen somewhere, but just by the back, he couldn't imagine who it was.

Xiang Nan frowned and hurried to catch up.

But when I turned the corner, I found that the familiar back was not on the street in front of me.

"He's a master. Xiang Nan muttered to himself.

It is not easy to evade his own tracking at such a fast speed without revealing the fluctuations of his qi.

"Do you want to escape? Xiang Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, and an imperceptible thunderbolt flashed in his pupils.

In the air, an extremely faint remnant of Gang Qi appeared.

This remnant of the gang qi made Xiang Nan feel more familiar.

He chased after the remnants of the Gang Qi, turned around, and returned to the gate of the Divine (Temple Diàn) Mountain.

The remnants of the weak Gang Qi went all the way down the stairs into the interior of the god (temple diàn).

"Who is it?" Xiang Nan quickly searched in his mind, but he still couldn't sit down with someone he was familiar with.

"Do you want to go in?" said the big snake: "It's a bit risky to enter this god (temple diàn), although you have changed your appearance and breath fluctuations, but we don't know if there are any treasures in that god (temple diàn) that can identify a person's true (body shēn)." ”

"There is something that can make the illusion of magic go unhidden, but it will be troublesome. ”

Xiang Nan weighed it again and again, and said, "No matter what, you have to go and take a look." ”

"The lesson given by the half gourd is painful, and it will be a great trouble if there are people next to me who rebel against the enemy and are always mixed with our ranks. ”

Having made up his mind, Xiang Nan climbed the steps, and when he reached the mountainside, a strong qi suddenly roared overhead.

Looking up, there were twenty Heavenly Tribulation Fourfold and Fivefold, masters with divine talents, carrying thousands of martial saints, flying towards the core area of the god (temple diàn).

"It's fast enough. Xiang Nanxin said: "These people rushed back to support so quickly, and they were arranged into this god (temple diàn)." ”

"You have to be more careful. ”

Outside the shrine is a huge mountain gate, and after stepping up the stairs to the top of the mountain, you will come to the main gate of the shrine, and inside the gate is the complex of the shrine.

Four believers guarding the door blocked Xiang Nan's way.

Xiang Nan said: "I am a warrior who came from afar, hoping to be lucky enough to meet the gods. ”

For the warriors who came to take refuge, the pseudo-god believers did not refuse to come, they simply searched Xiang Nan and let them go.

A believer led the way for Xiang Nan in front of him (热 rè) (情 qíng) and said, "We are very welcome to be a master of the Martial Saint Realm like you. ”

Xiang Nan glanced at this believer, his realm was the realm of peeking into the sky, he couldn't see through Xiang Nan's realm, but he just guessed a little.

The believer added, "However, it is not easy to say whether you can see my god or not, so if you are not in a hurry, you can stay here for a while." At this time, there were already twenty more Heavenly Tribulation Realm masters in this god (temple diàn), and Xiang Nan didn't want to be too blatant, so he spoke to the believer everywhere.