Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

He had just clearly seen the two god-tiers were forced to escape in embarrassment, and he had witnessed the miracle of repelling the gods with the power of mortals.

He has grown a few heads, dare to think about a strong man who has the ability to kill God?

"Master Xiao, I am timid, please don't make fun of me."

"You are a smart person, and you will be grateful for own decisions for the rest of your life."

Xiao Lin smiled lightly and patted Luo Qian on the shoulder.

"It's really a pity for someone like you to stay in the Sun Moon God Club. Are you interested in being a godslayer with me?"

"Slayer...God Killer?!"

Luo Qian's pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body trembled violently by these three words.

"Master Xiao, are you kidding me?"

Luo Qian smiled bitterly and said: "I'm just a small person of the tenth rank of the gods. After seeing the gods, I can't even stand still. How dare I want to kill gods..."

"If you only want to, I can help you do it."

Xiao Lin said indifferently: "What kind of attitude the Protoss has towards mortals, I think you who have witnessed everything today know it better than anyone else."

"Sooner or later, there is bound to be an unprecedented battle between the Protoss and our Human Race. As the Human Race grows stronger, this battle is inevitable."

"And what you can choose is to be a lamb to be slaughtered by God or a warrior against God when that battle is approaching."

After Xiao Lin's words, his tone was still calm and calm, but Luo Qian's heart had obviously caused an uproar, and he was a little unstable even when he was flying with his sword.

He never even thought that one day he could see God with his own eyes, let alone fight against God, or even kill God...

In the Sun Moon God Assembly, Luo Qian is just a nameless junior. He is always cautious and timid in his work. When meeting the Four Heavenly Kings and Chairman Yan, they are so nervous that they will stammer.

But for some reason, at this moment, Luo Qian felt that the blood in his body was boiling.

Perhaps it was because he had just witnessed Xiao Lin's feat of using the power of a mortal to counter the gods, so he finally understood what kind of person he wanted to be...

"Master Xiao, I am willing to follow you and become a godslayer!"

Luo Qian made up his mind to answer loudly, shaking with excitement.

Xiao Lin had already expected Luo Qian's reply, and smiled and nodded: "When I have the opportunity in the future, I will teach you the powerful Cultivation Technique and the Secret Technique that can kill the gods."

About half an hour or so, they left the boundary of the Cliff of Life and Death and returned to Nanzhou.

Along the way, Xiao Lin looked condescendingly at the territory of Nanzhou below, frowning more and more.

The entire Nanzhou is now divided into two areas.

One of them is centered on the Temple of Sun and Moon, occupies the east and the north, and encloses about three-quarters of Nanzhou's land border around the wall.

On the other end of the wall is the ancient tower of the Southern State Division of the Rogue Cultivators Alliance. The skill and number of cultivators in its territory are obviously much weaker.

"It seems that the Battle of Nanzhou has already begun."

Luo Qian frowned and said: "Before we set off, President Yan had already conspired to launch a surprise attack on the Rogue Cultivators Alliance, occupying the entire Nanzhou in one fell swoop."

"Presumably in the absence of the King of Color and the King of Qi, Chairman Yan's surprise attack failed, causing the entire Nanzhou to fall into a stalemate in a tug of war."

Xiao Lin nodded slightly: "Your guess is completely correct."

Luo Qian asked respectfully, "Master Xiao, where should we go now?"

"Of course it is the Sun Moon Temple."

Xiao Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Let's go to Yan Kunlun to return to life."

After a short while, they returned to the main entrance of the Sun Moon Temple.

Yan Kunlun took Caitianwang, Jiutianwang, his son Yan Lingxu, and his confidantes, standing at the door eagerly waiting.

Luo Qian assisted Xiao Lin and walked down the saber. Yan Kunlun immediately greeted him and asked excitedly: "Daoist Xiao, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Dare to ask if you took back that Qianjun Shengyi for me?"

"certainly."

Xiao Lin smiled and nodded, "Thousand Army Shengyi is now in my hands."

"Hahahahaha, I already knew that Xiao fellow daoist would be successful, and it didn't disappoint me!"

The smile on Yan Kunlun's face is even more enthusiastic, "I have arranged a banquet in the temple, just waiting for you to return triumphantly!"

Immediately, Yan Kunlun and Xiao Lin walked into the temple together, and Luo Qian on the side said bitterly: "President Yan, this time, in order to obtain the Saint Yi of the Thousand Army, our God will suffer a great loss."

"All the disciples who had accompanied before were all buried in the tomb of the living dead, including King Qi Tian and King Se Tian also failed to come back alive."

"By the way, she is actually..."

"Luo Qian, have you said enough?"

Yan Kunlun glanced at him and coldly said: "As long as I have a thousand soldiers Shengyi, I can become the unparalleled existence of the entire Nanzhou, so what is the sacrifice of a few people?"

"Today fellow daoist Xiao returned in triumph, you'd better not be a spoiler!"

Seeing Yan Kunlun's indifferent and merciless appearance, Luo Qian's body was slightly shaken, his eyes were a little sad, and then he revealed a fierce and firm imperceptible touch.

"Yes, President Yan."

When he came to the hall of the temple, a sumptuous banquet had already been arranged.

Yan Kunlun enthusiastically invited Xiao Lin to have a drink with him, and asked enthusiastically: "Fellow daoist Xiao, tell us, how did you get Shengyi from the Thousand Army?"

"Of course, I would like to talk about this legendary experience."

Xiao Lin drank wine with a smile on his face, and told about his experience in the tomb of the living dead.

Of course, he only talked about the abyss dragon and the zombie king generals, but did not mention a word about the sudden appearance of Venus and Hermes.

It is too early to let these people know the existence of God so early.

Everyone was stunned for a while. Although they had no lingering fears, under Xiao Lin's vivid description, they were still nervous, short of breath and cold sweat.

Everyone has a common idea.

That is, fortunately, Yan Kunlun did not send them with him at the beginning, otherwise, I am afraid that he would have been buried in the dark tomb of the living dead.

"Xiao fellow daoist has worked so hard, I am really moved!"

Yan Kunlun turned around and said with a smile: "Now, please hand over Shengyi Qianjun to me."

"why?"

Xiao Lin also responded with a smile and asked: "I worked hard for this old life and exhausted my whole body to solve the numbers before I got the Qianjun Shengyi. Why do I have to give you cupped hands?"

As soon as he said this, everyone present fell silent for an instant, and there was a bit of cold killing intent in the air.

Yan Kunlun's face sank, and he said coldly, "Fellow daoist Xiao, what do you mean?"

"Don't forget, Fairy Yun is still living in my Sun Moon Temple."

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