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The ground thorns are constantly emerging, densely packed in all directions, several meters long, several centimeters long, and the canine teeth are staggered and uneven.

Facing the dense ground thorns, even if Zhang Bairen's hand 'slaying the dragon' can cut gold and jade, it is still difficult to completely protect his body, and all kinds of ground thorns gathered from all directions make Zhang Bairen unable to prevent it, and he constantly leaves Taoist wounds on his body.

This battle lasted from the sun to the night, and then to the sun rose in the east, and a wisp of the sun rose and was swallowed into Zhang Bairen's abdomen, and the pure life energy moistened Zhang Bairen's wounds.

Looking at the reddened sky, Zhang Bairen knew that the time had come for him to fight back!

With the blessing of the power of the sun, Zhang Bairen's spirit and spirit returned to his peak state again, and the wounds on his body had condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he saw the long sword in Zhang Bairen's hand pushing horizontally, and the trapped immortal rope shot out and wrapped around a tall building in the distance, and swept over.

"Snort"

"Snort"

"Snort"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and dense ground thorns on the ground came out, waiting for Zhang Bairen to settle down and string them into rock sugar gourds.

"Whoosh"

The other end of the trapped immortal rope stretched in Zhang Bairen's hand, tying up a building in the distance, Zhang Bairen stepped on the rope and walked towards the temple in the center of the city.

Walking the tightrope, this is still the method that Zhang Bairen just came up with, there are no ground thorns in the air, what can the gods do to themselves?

However, Zhang Bairen thought too much, and saw that the ground thorns skyrocketed instantly, pulling more than ten meters high, and wanted to cut the rope.

"That's all you can do!" Zhang Bairen took the dragon slay, and the temple in the distance was already in sight at this time.

Zhang Bairen is very envious of those who break through the speed of sound or can fly, if they can break through the speed of sound or fly in the sky, there will be no such trouble, and it is so difficult to get close to the gods.

Fortunately, there is a trapped fairy rope in hand, otherwise I can only retreat helplessly today.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Bairen, the ground thorn behind him who wanted to stab the trapped immortal rope, took eight steps in a row at this time, as if shrinking the ground into inches, and a few flickered before the gods came to their senses, and they had already come to the front of the gods' temple.

Looking at the gods standing in the temple, their eyebrows upside down, and not giving the gods time to exert their divine powers, I saw that the dragon slayer turned into a streamer, and a sword intent burst out, piercing the void and piercing the god's chest.

Flying Immortals!

The two sword qi should be combined inside and outside, the trapped immortal sword qi is inside, and the immortal sword qi is outside, and the law body of the gods is firmly locked by the trapped immortal sword qi, and it can't move at all.

Zhang Bairen walked over with a smile on his face: "How is it? This kind of gradual death is not pleasant, right? I heard that once a god dies, his soul is completely scattered, and he can no longer be reincarnated, and I don't know if it's true!"

"As long as you are willing to explain the family and forces behind you, it is not impossible to let you live!" Zhang Bairen looked at the statue.

The idol blinked desperately, but it couldn't move!

"Stubborn resistance, loyal to your family. Poor Dao hates dealing with people from your family the most, and his unwavering loyalty to his family is the most difficult! I really don't understand, you are going to be scattered, does the rise and fall of the family have anything to do with you? Why can't you understand it?" Zhang Bairen raised his head and sighed.

The statue looked at Zhang Bairen, a pair of eyes bulging, staring at it deadly, blinking desperately.

"Yo, I'm full of anger! I see that you are a man, and I will give you a good time today! I am the most respectful man," Zhang Bairen seemed to be muttering to himself.

Zhang Bairen, who was ragged and covered in blood, walked around the temple with his palms on his back, his eyes constantly rolling, and his face was anxious.

"It's a pity!"

The idol was blinking desperately, but Zhang Bairen was unmoved.

"You can go with peace of mind, under my immortal sword qi, you can't do it, you can only completely turn into the nourishment of the sword qi, and you can die as you deserve" Zhang Bairen put his hands behind his back and smiled.

Feeling the desperate gaze in the eyes of the idol, the brilliance gradually dimmed, completely turned into a clay sculpture, and the two sword qi turned around and fell into Zhang Bairen's sword fetus, but found that the Zhuxian Sword Qi and the Trapped Immortal Sword Qi seemed to have eaten a great supplement, and they had grown by I don't know how many times.

"Bang!" the clay sculpture burst open, turning into sand and dust.

"I forgot, you have been locked in the divine body by the trapped immortal sword qi, and you can't open your mouth!" Zhang Bairen patted his head, and the immortal sword qi and the trapped immortal sword qi were withdrawn, only to realize that something was wrong.

It turns out that the problem actually appeared here, the immortal sword qi is indeed extremely domineering, and Zhang Bairen was extremely tired from the previous battle, and he actually forgot about this stubble.

Retracting the dragon slaying sword, there was a noisy sound in the distance at this time, Zhang Bairen stroked the hilt of the sword, and the people of the tribe stood outside the door with a frightened face, not daring to move, and a pair of eyes were full of fear.

Stepping on the head of the idol at his feet at will, looking at a group of people in the outside world, the sword light in Zhang Bairen's hand flowed, and in an instant, a piece of wood with the thickness of a human waist was cut off by Zhang Bairen.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Huh"

The sword light flowed, the sawdust flew sideways, and when the sword light converged, I saw a wood carving fall in the lobby, and a touch of sword qi entered the center of the wood carving's eyebrows, and a blank, golden talisman in Zhang Bairen's hand was stuffed into the back of the wood carving's head, and then it was instantly sealed.

Looking closely at the wood carving, it is exactly the same as Zhang Bairen, and it is exactly the same. The eyebrows, eyes, nose, ears, and even the back of the head are carved with 3,000 green silks.

Looking at the people below, Zhang Bairen said expressionlessly: "Poor Dao has slaughtered the tribal gods such as Er, the gods are so useless, it is better to worship me!

The cold voice echoed in the ears, and everyone looked at me, I looked at you, their eyes were full of confusion, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Zhang Bairen's long sword poked twice on the ground: "Do you understand? Either worship me or die!"

"Understood!"

"The villain understands!"

"I'll get it!"

A group of people nodded again and again, as if they were afraid that they would be hacked to death by Zhang Bairen if they spoke late.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and bow down!" Zhang Bairen said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone was at a loss and hurriedly stepped forward to bow down one after another, and took a note of incense and plugged it in.

Tens of thousands of people in the whole village all ran over to bow down, and the scene was extremely magnificent. For a while, the fireworks soared into the sky, and the religious atmosphere was accompanied by the bloody foreshadowing on the ground, which was even more intense.

"Those who believe in me will have eternal life, and the dead will surely be resurrected!" Zhang Bairen's words were like a murmur, and they reached the ears of the people below.

Click!

A thunderbolt swept across the desert sky, making people shudder in their hearts!

How can there be a thunderbolt on a sunny day in the desert?

Zhang Bairen cautiously glanced at the sky, looked at the people who were trembling and kneeling below, glanced at the people who knelt down, turned around and walked out of the temple to the well, only to see the water in the well rolled up out of thin air, washing the blood stains on Zhang Bairen's body.

Looking at the blurred flesh and blood rolling on his thighs, Zhang Bairen sighed lightly, this injury is not light, almost hurt the bones.

Hurting the bones is a major event in a lifetime, the most taboo for a martial artist is to hurt the bones, although the Taoist is not as serious as a martial artist, but hurting the bones will still damage the vitality and damage the practice.

After carefully cleaning the wound and carefully applying the plaster, Zhang Bairen found the cloth strip and finished dressing it, used the power of the rising sun to repair the wound, looked at the broken city, and turned around and slipped away quietly when people were unprepared.

The reason why he set up a temple here, Zhang Bairen wanted to know that if he set up his own statue, would he become a god in the future?

Zhang Bairen stroked the pestle and slayed the dragon, limped out of the city, and headed towards the desert.

"Little sir, how are you, are you okay?" Tie Jun saw Zhang Bairen limping from afar, and hurriedly greeted him.

Zhang Bairen lamented: "Do you think I'm fine? Why don't you hurry up and help me in." ”

Listening to Zhang Bairen's words, Tie Jun hurriedly supported Zhang Bairen and greeted: "Quickly go to Miss Tongchuan, just say that Mr. Xiao is back." ”

In the tent

Looking at the layers of gauze bandaged on her thighs, the eldest lady looked at Zhang Bairen curiously: "Did Mr. Xiao win or lose!"

"I've paid so much for it, and if I don't win, it would be too unreasonable!, but fighting with them in the territory of the gods is really a thankless task!"