My avatar is a god

The khaki copper ring emitted a powerful force field, pressing hard against the three running warriors. ♦♦  ♦♦

The three immediately felt as if they were trapped in a swamp, unable to exert their entire bodies, and their strength was suppressed and could not be exerted at all. The huge pressure from above made it difficult for the three to move.

The three gritted their teeth and struggled to walk a few steps, but they could no longer move forward. They could only stop where they were helplessly, resisting the huge pressure from above.

The pressure from above was getting bigger and bigger, as heavy as a mountain, causing the three determined warriors to tremble and sweat.

"Damn it, if I become a martial arts master, I can cultivate my own magic weapon. With a magic weapon in hand, I will never be so helpless. Even if I am lucky enough to inherit the magic weapon of my predecessor, I can break this damn magic weapon with one move."

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Qin Yue, who is only one step away from breaking through the peak of martial arts and entering the realm of martial arts master, thought unconvinced.

As the name suggests, Shenbing Town is famous for its magic weapons and is feared throughout the northern desert.

The name of the magic weapon in Shenbing Town contains the word "God", but it has nothing to do with gods.

Any warrior who has cultivated to the realm of martial arts master can use special secret methods to cultivate his own portable weapons. Through the strong will of the warrior, the weapon cultivated by the strong blood day and night may evolve into the magic weapon in the mouth of the warriors.

The magic weapon can dispel the magic power of the cultivators and break the power of demons. It is precisely because of the help of the magic weapon that the warriors of the Divine Weapon Town can deter hostile forces from all sides, defeat the ghosts, and suppress the cultivators, and preserve the last piece of pure land for mortals in such a harsh environment as the northern desert.

Especially those inherited magic weapons that have been passed down for hundreds of years and cultivated by generations of warriors with great effort, have incredible power. The martial arts grandmaster holding the inherited magic weapon is an existence that even the golden elixir masters dare not provoke.

Wang Feng cast a magic weapon, trapped the three warriors, flew above them, and laughed loudly, "You bunch of flies, always against us cultivators. As a humble mortal, you have no self-awareness. Now you know that cultivators cannot be offended."

"Hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe this young master will be kind and let you go."

The three determined warriors would never be moved by a few words. They all had expressionless faces, gritting their teeth to bear the increasing pressure.

Wang Feng, who seemed to be leisurely and calm, was actually not relaxed. He had to continue to input mana into the copper ring, lest he relax and let the cooked duck fly away.

Although the Great Northern Desert was a famous desert, for the cultivators of Huangshaji, the cultivation environment was not necessarily worse than that of the cultivation world of Weiguo. Especially as the son of the second elder of Huangshaji, Wang Feng still had some wealth. With the elixir to replenish mana, he was not afraid of a protracted battle with the three warriors.

When Xu Xiao's flying boat arrived here, it was just when the three warriors came to challenge the cultivators.

Xu Xiao did not rush to come forward, but observed from the side.

Xu Xiao, who watched the entire battle process, had an intuitive understanding of the tenacity of the warriors in the Great Northern Desert.

In contrast, the warriors of Weiguo were simply flowers in a greenhouse, without any tempering. Having been under the rule of immortal cultivators for a long time, the warriors of Wei State are inherently shorter than the immortal cultivators, and are generally used by the immortal cultivators as slaves and guards.

Xu Xiao admired the spirit and toughness of the warriors in the Great Northern Desert. This made him start to think that if he could recruit the warriors in the Great Northern Desert for his own use, it would be a great help to his career.

Seeing that the three warriors were trapped by Wang Feng's magic weapon, Xu Xiao knew that he could no longer watch the show. There were still hundreds of mortals in the camp over there waiting for him to rescue them.

For his first appearance in front of the future believers, Xu Xiao must of course carefully design it. He must show his own style and his own style. That's right, these hundreds of mortals are already the future believers that Xu Xiao has reserved.

Xu Xiao chanted the title of Daluo Tianzun in a low voice, "Supreme Tianzun, how can Tianzun tolerate evildoers harming the world."

Supreme Tianzun is a title that Xu Xiao came up with, similar to the "Amitabha" that Buddhists in the past life often said, or the "Infinite Life Buddha" invented by Taoists in later generations.

According to the teachings of Tianzunism compiled by Xu Xiao, believers need to chant the title of Tianzun frequently. If they chant devoutly for a long time, they will get rid of diseases and disasters, and increase blessings and longevity.

After chanting the title of Tianzun, Xu Xiao sat cross-legged, floated into the air, and flew forward.

"Supreme God, Daluo Tianzun, save the suffering and the distressed, and save all living beings..." Xu Xiao chanted loudly in his mouth while flying.

As Xu Xiao chanted, the people on the flying boat behind him also began to chant devoutly.

"Supreme God, Daluo Tianzun, save the suffering and the distressed, save all living beings..." The people on the flying boat were not just saying it without meaning it, but were wholeheartedly devoted to the chanting of Daluo Tianzun.

Xiaoxuan, the usually heartless and simple maid, now had a solemn and sacred look on her face, and followed the chanting solemnly. Hu De, a weathered old man, was particularly pious after believing in Daluo Tianzun, and did not dare to slack off when chanting. More than a dozen divine soldiers on the flying boat who had just transformed also followed everyone in the pious chanting.

Even Wu Gui, a pseudo-believer, might have pretended to chant along with everyone at first. But after chanting a few times, influenced by the surrounding atmosphere, his voice became solemn. This is the infectious power of religion, and it is also the result of Xu Xiao's hard work in preaching.

Xu Xiao and the others chanted devoutly, especially after the divine power from the incarnation of the gods was infiltrated, the sound resounded through the sky and shook a hundred miles.

The chanting sound, one wave higher than the other, naturally reached the ears of everyone present.

The mortals in the camp were shaken by the chanting sound, and looked in the direction of the sound with a confused look, full of curiosity and confusion.

A golden halo appeared behind Xu Xiao's brain. The halo emitted a sacred light, which sprinkled all over Xu Xiao's body.

Xu Xiao, who was radiating golden light, flew above the camp.

When the huge chanting sound came into his ears, Wang Feng knew that something was wrong. While stepping up the suppression of the three warriors, he diverted some of his attention and looked at the sky above the camp.

As soon as Xu Xiao appeared on the stage with such a cool look, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Not only the immortal cultivators and mortals were paying attention to him, but even the three trapped warriors looked over curiously.