Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

Spirit world.

Lao Zhu walked out of the Knights Temple with a space ring filled with divine crystals and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although his deception ability is extremely strong, the psychological burden is actually quite heavy. After all, deceiving a temple is not a trivial matter. Every main god is a hero among gods.

The pressure is quite high.

In the end, I didn't expect to meet someone of my own.

And he is actually the second young master of the Knight Temple?

This made Lao Zhu feel ridiculous and very happy at the same time.

But then, Lao Zhu's expression became serious again.

"You can't be careless just because you met an acquaintance once. It was just an accident. The next temple may not be so easy."

"Meeting an acquaintance once is extremely lucky. How can you expect to rely on it?"

Lao Zhu cheered up again, pondered his thoughts, and went outside the Temple of Power through the teleportation array of the Star Chamber of Commerce.

Of course, as a divine slave without identity, it is theoretically impossible for him to use the teleportation array.

Lao Zhu was indeed questioned by the guarding gods.

"The teleportation array is used to collect three divine crystals at a time... Stop, you god slave has no identity, and you still dare to use the teleportation array? Let me take you down!" The guarding gods were murderous.

Lao Zhu took his time, smiled, showed a copy of the contract between himself, the Star Chamber of Commerce, and the Thunder Temple, and whispered a few words.

After a while, the guarding gods who offered all their wealth waved to Lao Zhu who was standing in the teleportation array: "Sir, walk slowly! You must take care of yourself! Happy cooperation! Thank you!"

"Walk slowly!"

Their eyes were full of anticipation, joy, and deep gratitude.

It seems that Lao Zhu is their benefactor. Who dares to disrespect Lao Zhu now? These guarding gods are the first to refuse.

Lao Zhu was quite impressed that the gods in this world were so enthusiastic... and their awareness of preventing fraud was too low.

To be honest, Lao Zhu did similar things in Daxia, but he found that it was really hard to get hold of.

He carefully composed the text and sent out "I am Qin Shihuang, I have returned..."

The other person immediately replied, "I am your father."

As a result, when I arrived in the God Realm, I felt like a fish in water.

In Lao Zhu's eyes, these innocent and simple gods are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

They are obviously powerful, but in Lao Zhu's opinion, these gods all have clear stupidity in their eyes.

In terms of strength, humans are inherently inferior to gods.

But the dangers of human beings are far beyond what the superior gods could predict.

Lao Zhu is not as powerful as those most powerful gods, but in terms of deception, these gods are tied together and they are no match for the Ming Taizu!

This is the rank suppression from Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.

Daxia's deceitful emperor came to this God Realm, which has never been said to be a scam, and it was completely a dimensionality reduction attack.

Lao Zhu stopped in front of the Temple of Power. He exhaled and became tense again.

"Who is it!" The guarding god snorted coldly. He was worthy of being the Temple of Power. He stepped forward and was about to take action: "A god slave without identity? Kill him on the spot!"

The god of strength and the most irritable brother.

The brain is blocked by muscles.

He didn’t give Lao Zhu a chance to speak at all!

Lao Zhu's face changed. It was hard to explain the saying that a scholar meets a soldier.

A man like him who is just playing with his IQ is afraid that he will start the fight immediately when he meets someone. Although he has more than 70 ways to cheat in his mind, the other person will not give him a chance to speak at all!

This is not a disagreement at all, but rather a lack of opportunity to speak!

To be honest, if the Ming Dynasty Taizu was holding a bowl and met a military commander who would cut with his sword... Ming Dynasty, die.

"boom!"

A huge fist fell from the sky and came straight towards Lao Zhu, his terrifying muscles flashing with light!

But the next moment.

"Wait a minute!" The bald god of strength on the side actually grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten? Master said, a friend comes from afar, don't you think so?"

Lao Zhu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, friends are coming from far away, isn't it true? Wait..."

Lao Zhu: “???”

Is this what the hell you should say?

The God of Strength who made the move suddenly stopped his fist, with a guilty look on his face, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, God is compassionate, I am in trouble again."

There seemed to be a Buddha light curling behind him!

Lao Zhu: “???”

Is this what the hell you should say?

Lao Zhu raised his head and looked at the plaque on the door, confirming that he was looking for the Temple of Power.

That's right.

What the hell is going on?

Lao Zhu was surprised, but since the other party gave him a chance to speak, it was easy.

Lao Zhu immediately took out two copies of the contract and deceived them one by one.

Just a moment.

“Such an excellent project!”

"Come in quickly, I'll inform the Lord God!"

The attitudes of the two gods of strength changed instantly, and they respectfully asked Lao Zhu to wait here. One of the gods of strength immediately turned back.

Not long!

The God of Strength ran back quickly and said in a deep voice: "The Lord God invites you!"

Lao Zhu took a deep breath and slowly walked into the palace, still nervous in his heart: "Although the God of Strength seems to have a hard time with his brain."

"But it is still a temple after all, and defrauding the temple is extremely dangerous."

"Meeting one of your own like last time is just a coincidence and cannot be counted on. After all, it is impossible for every temple to have its own people, and they are all deeply trusted and have high authority..."

Lao Zhu thought so and entered the temple.

The muscular Hercules is like a lion, sitting on the hall, with strong muscles.

The Gods of Power in the hall were all covered in terrifying muscles. Although they did not exert their divine power, they exuded unparalleled power just by standing there.

Everywhere you look, everyone is bald.

It was really the God of Strength who polished the divine body. The strength of the body was so great that it cracked mountains and rocks like steel, and at the same time, hair could not grow.

Lao Zhu: "..."

Why the hell is it like a temple?

In a daze, Lao Zhu seemed to have returned to the days when he was a monk. This scene looked so familiar...

In particular, these gods of power all wore Confucian shirts and monk robes that were absolutely inconsistent with their temperament, which made Lao Zhu even more confused.

He even wanted to go back to the gate to confirm whether he had arrived at the Temple of Power.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Lao Zhu looked around and confirmed that there was no one he knew.

really.

Meeting an acquaintance is just by chance. How can you meet an acquaintance casually?

Then he clasped his fists respectfully: "The great Lord God of Power, I have a project..."

"You don't need to tell me." Hercules waved his hand.

Lao Zhu was shocked, are you going to fuck me directly again?

Then why did you let me in? Why don't you just kill me outside? Why did you let me come in specifically to kill you?

But I heard Hercules laugh and say: "The Master said, knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, this is knowing."

"I'm not very smart and I'm not good at investing. I'd better let the teacher talk to you."

Lao Zhu: “???”

"The teacher is giving lessons to the young master and other gods of strength. Well, my name is... no, I'm asking two teachers to come over." The last half of the sentence was addressed to a god of strength.

Not long after.

teacher?

He must be extra smart, otherwise this Hercules wouldn't be so respectful!

For a moment, even Lao Zhu couldn't help feeling nervous and clenched his hands.

Until a young monk and a middle-aged man in Confucian shirt walked over with a smile...

"Once a teacher, always a father, I have met two teachers!" All the gods of strength immediately clasped their fists respectfully. Even the Lord God of Strength, Hercules, stood up from his seat and clasped his fists, looking like a disciple!

Lao Zhu's pupils shrank suddenly!

"Two teachers," Hercules said angrily, "This person has a project in his hands..."

"I can't make up my mind, but Zi once said that being sensitive and eager to learn, and not ashamed to ask questions, is called literature."

This god of power is actually very polite...

"I'm not good at this, and I don't know how to use my brain. I still ask the teacher to make the final decision. I absolutely trust the teacher."

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt nodded: "Good."

Hercules smiled, like a primary school student who had been praised by his teacher.

"Okay, come with us and tell me about your project." The middle-aged man in a scholar's shirt glanced at Lao Zhu.

Not long after.

Lao Zhu, the young monk, and Zi Lu were sitting in a quiet conference room. The three of them looked at each other, and Lao Zhu looked confused.

Lao Zhu: "It's actually you?"

Lao Zhu was dumbfounded at this time!

no.

Why do we have our own people here too!

And also a teacher?

What the hell, are you doing pyramid schemes here too?

Lao Zhu was still thinking about how to introduce the project, but he saw that Na Zilu had already walked out of the door and nodded towards Hercules: "I talked with him, the project is very good!"

"Thank you, teacher!" Hercules nodded solemnly: "Since the teacher said yes, that's fine, I can vote with confidence!"

"Well, vote as much as you can." Zi Lu smiled.

Lao Zhu: "..."

With a complicated look on his face, Lao Zhu walked out of the gate of the Temple of Power holding a space ring filled with divine crystals worth tens of millions.

He took a deep breath.

There are actually people of our own here...

"But that was just accidental."

"This kind of chance cannot be counted on."

"The matter of defrauding the temple is extremely dangerous... Well, you still have to cheer up for the next Assassin Temple. It is impossible to meet one of your own people again and again."

Lao Zhu exhaled and concentrated again.

The days of ease are always short.

Half a month of summer passed by in a flash.

"December 4th, massage in the club."

Lin Fan put away his pen, closed his diary, and then quickly walked out and walked into the conference room.

Elder Jin and Elder Chen were already waiting and saw Lin Fan saying nothing.

The three of them all looked slightly nervous and worried, because today is the day when the gods of Daxia return!

Lin Fan also felt the mood of Mr. Jin waiting at home for everyone to return. Even Lin Fan couldn't help but worry. His mind kept thinking about the gods of Great Xia escaping back with missing arms and legs, or not coming back at all...

You can hear a pin drop in the conference room, and the clock hanging on the wall swings quietly.

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock\

,"Time passes bit by bit.

"Buzz!"

The space suddenly shattered, each space channel opened almost at the same time, and figures one after another walked out of it in unison.

"Phew." Lin Fan put down the heavy burden in his heart and said with a smile, "You're back?"

"Um."

"Haha, I'm back."

"Is everything okay at home?"

"Lin Fan, there are times when you are waiting for us. Haha."

All the gods of Great Xia laughed.

Then they all took out what they had gotten this time from their arms.

"This time I participated in a divine treasure and killed three elders who were accompanying me," Meng Tian said calmly: "I pulled out three high-grade earth artifacts, more than 50,000 divine crystals, three corpses, and a forbidden object."

"This forbidden object has little effect. It is useless against medium gods. It is only a shield that can withstand the blows of low-level gods. Use it for the legions of gods. The corpses and divine crystals will be used as nourishment."

Xingye threw out a space ring: "This time I accepted an assassination mission at the Assassin Temple. The God of Machines asked me to kill an eighth-level God of Power. The reward was 30,000 God Crystals."

"After I killed him, I got the body of the God of Power, took the reward, and betrayed the news to the Temple of Power. The Temple of Power paid me 50,000 divine crystals to avenge them."

The Assassin Temple has a special position in the temple.

Belongs to the assassin organization.

Its existence is not meaningless. The conflicts between some temples cannot be brought to light, nor can they go to war directly, just hire assassins to hate each other...

He also has his own creed, which is to never betray his employer's information. Even if the assassination fails and is captured alive, the assassin will never reveal his employer's information.

This is professional ethics.

Otherwise, it will easily lead to conflicts among many temples. When the assassinated temple hears this, he will think, "Oh, you found someone to assassinate me, and then go back and start a fight..." If not, it will affect the order of the entire God Realm and lead to war among the temples.

But Xingye obviously has no such concerns...

"In one round and another, I made two hundred thousand divine crystals, three mechanisms, and two corpses."

Lin Fan: "..."

Co-author Are you killing the gods with their money?

Paying a fee later to avenge the assassinated god, taking advantage of both sides?

Good guy, you are the one leading the capitalist!

Lin Fan felt cold all over his body and felt that he had to be more honest in the future and stop going to clubs for massages...

"Lu Bu, are you at level 11?" Lin Fan suddenly looked at Lu Bu.

That terrifying evil spirit is about to come out!

Lu Bu nodded: "Well, the Lord of Knights, Antonio, gave me blood. Now I am his flesh and blood, and the second young master of the Knights Temple!"

Lin Fan: "..."

As expected of you.

"Second Young Master...It sounds like Antonio is about to die..." Dao Wanqian sighed at the side.

Lu Bu snorted coldly: "The Lord God and I have a deep love for each other. The Lord God is so kind to me. I already regard him as my real father! Don't underestimate the sincere father-son relationship between me and him. This is family love!"

"How can I betray my father when he treats me like this? Don't slander my relationship with my father!"

Dao Wanqian nodded: "...It seems that he is indeed about to die."

All the gods of Great Xia have gained a lot.

suddenly.

"Buzz!!"

A space-shattering wave was heard, and Lin Fan quickly walked out of the conference room and climbed to the top of the Great Wall of the North.

I saw Lao Zhu marching out with more than 6,000 Daxia gods.

When Lao Zhu saw Lin Fan, he immediately said: "This trip to the God Realm, alas..."

"I know, it's okay. Don't have high hopes for the first time. We didn't bring anything back with us on the first day..." Lin Fan quickly comforted him.

But he saw Lao Zhu laughing and throwing out a few space rings.

Lin Fan grabbed it and scanned it with his consciousness.

They are all filled with divine crystals!

The number is more than 40 million!

The fragments of the Divine Realm cover an area of ​​seven million square kilometers, enough to buy a Half-Winter Temple!

Well, Winter Temple is basically a unit of measurement now...

In addition, there are thousands of sets of advanced artifacts! There are also thousands of sets of medium-level artifacts!

"This..." Lin Fan's pupils shrank suddenly!

"The God Realm is really suitable for me." Lao Zhu smiled: "The soldiers are responsible for personal business, and I specialize in defrauding the temple..."

Lin Fan stared blankly at the space ring in his hand.

This is only the first day!

He is indeed the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty!

You can fool all the men in the world with just one bowl!

Lin Fan thought that if Taizu was given time, everyone would not have to work hard. Sooner or later, the entire God Realm would belong to Taizu!

He is truly worthy of being the emperor of Great Xia. The First Emperor single-handedly set off the coming turmoil in the God Realm, and you are defrauding the entire God Realm, right...

"The God Realm is so simple. Those gods have no sense of fraud prevention... Well, they probably have never experienced these tricks."

Lao Zhu smiled, five thousand years of routine, is this a joke?

Great Xia, a land of literati, was filled with Sun Tzu's Art of War, conspiracies, and all kinds of tricks! And Lao Zhu is the king among them!

In terms of strength, Lao Zhu is not good, but in terms of tricks and deception, Lao Zhu, who was born in Daxia, can kill gods with one hand!

It's completely like a high-level game after clearing the level on Hell difficulty, and it feels like playing two weeks on Easy difficulty.

In front of Lao Zhu, these self-proclaimed noble gods are simply innocent and kind-hearted little sheep.

Claiming to be noble?

I haven't been cheated, I just think I feel good.

Of course, no low-level life would dare to deceive the gods, and it is impossible for the major temples to deceive each other. After all, if you don't see them when you look up, you won't see them when you look down. It would be bad if there was a fight.

Lao Zhu is now teaching these gods how to behave.

Help them increase their awareness of fraud prevention.

Lin Fan sighed: "It seems that the God Realm lacks an anti-fraud center app... Mainly because of the nobility of the gods, I never thought that there would be low-level beings from the lower world who would dare to sneak into the God Realm and defraud the gods..."

"Actually, it wasn't so smooth originally..." Lao Zhu glanced at Zi Lu, Bu Wu, Lu Bu, and Xing Ye, who was the teacher of the young master of the Assassin Temple, and smashed the flower seeds: "I want to know now, how many people do we have in our family?" In the temple?”

This result made Lao Zhu a little incredible.

It is difficult to defraud the temple. Even with Lao Zhu's level of deception, it would be good to defraud one temple in a few days.

After all, there are many gods in the temple, and even if you want to deceive them, you have to spend a lot of words, effort, and even dominate a plot.

As a result, I meet my own people every time.

Before he could say anything, the person over there was already slapping the table and laughing: "Great project, I'll vote for it!"

In just one day, three temples were defrauded and their entire inventory was thrown in...

"I have thought about it all," Lao Zhu said with a chuckle: "When the 104 Sunshine Project can no longer continue, I will change my identity and ask them to give money. I will help them unfreeze their accounts and recover their property..."

Lin Fan: "..."

You are also involved in co-writing the script, right?

"Thank you for your hard work, you guys should take a rest." Lin Fan said with a happy smile, and then gave all the income from working for the gods of Daxia to Jin Lao: "Distribute it later and let the soldiers use it to practice!"

This kind of terrifying resource is enough for the warriors to grow quickly!

It can also cultivate more demigods across the country!

Brenda and the gods did not hand over their income to Lin Fan. They wanted to use it to cultivate the Alliance of Gods.

They looked at the interspatial ring that Lin Fan handed to Jin Lao with envy. It was true that the gods of Daxia had made too much money, and they couldn't compare with it...

"Master, we are going back." Brenda said to Lin Fan.

"Well, go back." Lin Fan knew what Brenda meant, "Don't worry, Daxia will support you in the future, but we are still raising supplies now..."

Brenda nodded, swept down the Great Wall, and stepped into the fighter plane.

And just when the gods of Daxia were preparing to return to their respective dormitories to rest.

Lin Fan suddenly said: "Old Niu, Monkey, get ready, come with me to the Flame Mountain!"

The monkey curled his lips: "What?"

"Someone is about to wake up." Lin Fan said in a deep voice.

Lao Niu was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, and his pupils shrank slightly: "Flaming Mountain...couldn't it be her?"

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded: "So the three of us can go. Let's talk about it and we won't fight if we can."

"Hahahaha!" The old cow suddenly laughed excitedly, soared into the sky, turned into a thousand-meter bull and roared towards the west: "Jade-faced fox, my baby, you are finally awake!"

"I'm coming! Baby!"

"My horns are so horny!"

The monkey frowned and said: "The jade-faced fox wakes up, what is my grandpa going to do? It's none of my grandson's business. I'm not familiar with the jade-faced fox either."

"Go and break up the fight." Lin Fan looked at Lao Niu's back and said calmly.

"Preventing a fight?" The monkey was stunned, "I have seen the jade-faced fox before. He is a sweet bird and never quarrels with Brother Niu. Why do you want me to stop a fight?"

Lin Fan was silent for two seconds: "The one who woke up is Princess Iron Fan."

"What! Is it sister-in-law?" Monkey's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately turned to look at Lao Niu, who had already rushed hundreds of miles away: "Then he is still so excited... I should go and break up the fight!"

"I'm afraid this stupid brother will be beaten to death by a banana fan!"

Lin Fan looked at Lao Niu who rushed away excitedly with complicated eyes, and the corners of his mouth also twitched slightly.

No wonder this old cow was slapped by Princess Iron Fan all day long!

You deserve it!