Almighty

The golden **** was sitting on the mountain, and the immortal sacred radiance fell down, emitting light that was stronger than the sun and terrifying.

The golden idols only lasted for a while, and they became introverted and turned into an ordinary figure, unable to see the true meaning, but the majesty of existence was terrifying.

The scene in this city has spread all over the world at a terrifying speed. Many people sneered at it and didn't believe it.

But the people in this city witnessed a scene where someone was shooting out nuclear matter and was suppressed by the gods. Immortal statues were erected here to protect them.

The ruler of this kingdom was furious and wanted to level the golden statues, but something even stranger happened. Anyone who killed them and carried murderous objects was directly swept down the mountain.

It was already three days later, word of mouth, the fake became real, and some people saw soldiers with guns swept down.

Through these days of observation, Yang Tian has gradually learned some secrets. He can come here instantly through the idol, and the power of faith absorbed by the idol can be integrated into one another.

This kind of holy breath gradually strengthened, and if it lasted long enough, it would definitely be equal to the curse of the gods.

Poor life and death, coupled with the power of faith, and two extreme energies, Yang Tian has a hunch, realizing the yin and yang life and death chart, he will get unparalleled benefits.

In the past few days, under the leadership of the red master, he has found some important weapons. He hopes to find something special, but unfortunately he has not achieved his wish.

On this day, he came to a place where believers worshipped. He used to be an endless stream of believers, but now he is very withered.

When Yang Tian looked at the stone statue, he could perceive a peculiar fluctuation in it. There is no doubt that this is the power of faith.

Mastering the power of faith, he is already very familiar with this kind of breath. He closed his eyes slightly and came to a world full of holy breath. Below this is the power of faith that is rolling like a sea, which is very terrifying.

After scanning a lot of eyes, his eyes looked forward, and there was a **** standing inside, cold all over, looking at him.

"The master has fallen a long time ago, the **** formed by the power of faith, bears the incense but does not do what you should do." Yang Tian said lightly, and with a sudden wave of his palm, he kept pressing his golden hand towards the god.

The deity is the consciousness of no master. At this time, the attack will naturally counterattack. Unfortunately, it is too weak compared to Yang Tian. The deity has no idea about cultivation, just the consciousness of no master.

He suppressed the gods with a backhand, and incorporated the infinite power of belief into his body, and he could feel his vitality caring about the terrible speed surge.

The injuries that Yang Tian has suffered are all recovering, and he is getting more and more in line with the curse of the gods. He has traveled many places and suppressed the unowned gods inside, taking away the power of faith.

The strength of his condensed faith is increasing, and the golden idols are getting more and more terrifying and psychic. As long as he makes a wish that is not too excessive, it will be realized.

Seven days passed, Yang Tian didn't know how many places he had traveled, or how much power of faith he had absorbed.

In the end, he returned to China, but it was a pity that the power of faith was hard to find, and he couldn't find the place of the portal at all, which caused him a headache.

He faintly felt that the power of faith of any bronze statue was not knowing how many times more terrifying than those foreign stone statues, it was definitely not one level.

As he waited and watched, he felt something in his heart. With a slight movement of his body, he came to the statue of God in an instant. There were so many people around him, and many people were grateful for the events of the previous few days.

The red master has become the existence of the infirmary. He used his huge wealth to build the courtyard here, which is still under construction.

He seemed like a complete confession. He wanted to wash away his previous sins every day to do good deeds, leaving Yang Tian speechless for a while. This guy didn't know how many people had been killed. It would be too cheap for him not to shock him.

"Great god, the auction will open soon." The red master was surprised. He just called out, but he didn't expect Yang Tianzhen to come.

"This auction conference is held in the world's largest black market. It can be called the largest auction conference this year. There are many antiquities that will be auctioned." The cardinal said.

Yang Tian nodded slightly. Of course he needed heavy equipment, and he needed any number of them. There are rules of heaven and earth engraved by the world's figures on this.

Qing Xiaoyue was also here. At this time, she was also attending the auction with the red master. It is said that this auction was not trivial, and some sacred artifacts were taken out for bidding.

The location of the auction is on the sea, a luxurious cruise ship, all the rich and powerful people in the world can be in it.

The red patriarch used to have a long notoriety, everyone was afraid, and it was easy to get a few places.

As soon as he arrived on the cruise ship, he was greeted into a luxurious box. Yang Tian looked down. There was an auction hall with a capacity of 1,000 people, and it was very quiet.

After waiting for a while, the auction began. An enchanting blond beauty walked up step by step, dragging something covered by a red cloth with both hands.

After Yang Tian took a few glances, he closed his eyes. There was a piece of porcelain inside, which was a waste to him. Although it has a history of several thousand years, for him, a mountain can be obtained for tens of thousands of years. The same porcelain.

"These people are really crazy. A broken porcelain bottle was auctioned for so much money." Qing Xiaoyue couldn't help muttering, this kind of broken and broken thing is no better than gold and silver jewelry.

The whole auction was quiet and quiet, and there were many bidders. Yang Tian remained silent until his eyes lit up when he took out a piece of jade.

The jade is very old, and you can't tell the age. Yang Tian felt it for a while, and noticed that there was a voice coming out, as if it was a big figure preaching, and he kept turning around.

The auctioneer stated that the hardness of this jade is very terrible, and bombs can hardly destroy a trace, and it has a long history.

Some collectors measured it, and then shook their heads. Although this thing is hard, it doesn't tell the age and is not ready to buy it.

"Three million!" A young man stood up, with yellow skin and a magnificent appearance, looking like a Chinese.

"Four million." An old man in Taoist clothes stood up and bid, his face was ruddy, and he seemed to feel that the jade was extraordinary, ready to be auctioned.

In the fierce bidding, both of them seemed to see that the jade was extraordinary. They were about to be auctioned off, but at a loss they were raised to 10 million.

"Master, is this thing so good?" The young man couldn't help asking the old Taoist priest beside him when he heard Ten Million.

"I heard a voice just now, this should be left by a senior with advanced cultivation. It is of great value. Maybe you can find some ancient methods." The old Taoist whispered.

"Well, a warrior can see some of it." Yang Tian heard their conversation and said in his heart. Although the jade is fine, he can see it clearly. There is a voice in it. Although it is extraordinary, it is right. He is useless.

Soon, the jade was auctioned off by the youth, spending a full 30 million yuan, making the people around them stunned.

At this time, the blonde woman took out a jade cup. The white jade cup revealed a kind of luster, with some dark red substance in it, which looked like blood.

As soon as this thing appeared, Yang Tian's eyes were a little horrified. After a few careful glances, he could perceive a dormant energy in the blood, revealing divine fluctuations that are not easily detectable. This is God's blood!