Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: The female netizen is actually a top war god?

As soon as Xin Yuan said this , the aura of everyone on the other side became incoherent....What kind of words are these? Why do they sound so uncivilized?

In such a solemn atmosphere, why do you seem so unserious?!

However, no matter how ridiculous Xin Yuan's attitude was, his strength was obvious to everyone.

No one dared to look down on him anymore. The ice sculptures and the two corpses lying on the ground reminded them that the person standing opposite them was not someone to be trifled with.

The man in white robes seemed to realize that Xin Yuan was not easy to trifle with, and he began to want to speak softly.

"Young people, don't be too angry. As long as you are willing to turn back, the Lord will forgive you for everything."

"Your ignorance and stupidity come from not knowing the truth. If you knew the power of the Lord, you would regret your actions today."

Xin Yuan didn't want to pay attention to him at all. In his opinion, there was nothing to say about this guy who was brainwashed by a cult. The other party's thinking was completely different from that of humans.

This was similar to the world before he traveled through time.

His eyes just slowly swept across everyone's face, silently counting their number.

One, two, three...There were eleven black-robed men in total, plus one white-robed man.

Xin Yuan responded, breathing evenly as he spoke, recovering the strength and energy he had previously consumed.

"Faith? In my hometown, there is such a thing. There are often people who believe in the existence of various so-called"gods"."

"Oh?" The man in white robe was stunned for a moment, then his voice became happy, as if he had met a relative, and he quickly asked:

"Really? Then which master are you serving? Since you are the same as us, why do you still want to make trouble for us?!"

Xin Yuan slowly raised his head, as if he was recalling something, and after a while he slowly spoke:

"Which one? It's hard to say. Anyway, there are many of them and they are in charge of different areas."

"There are people who take care of rain, college entrance exams, finding a partner, having children, anyway, there is everything."

"Anyway, when the time comes, people will worship in various ways and pray for their protection and blessings."

Listening to Xin Yuan's words, the man in white robe half opened his mouth, as if he was in heaven, enjoying it as if he had taken drugs, and muttered:

"Yes, the Lord is omnipotent and all-embracing. We should serve Him wholeheartedly......."

However, Xin Yuan's voice rang out again, breaking his inexplicable fantasy.

"But, we seem to be different from you."

"If you want to express your love for a marriage partner and the goddess accepts you, you will be grateful to her, but if she doesn't accept you, you will curse her immediately."

"Those who pray for the college entrance examination, if you pass the exam, you should go to the temple to kowtow and give some money. If you fail, you should curse the ancestors of the god."

"This is even more true for those who pray for rain. If you just set up the altar and worship the Dragon King the day before and it doesn’t rain the next day, they will destroy the temple and sink the Dragon King’s statue into the river!"

"So, the faith over there emphasizes"functionality" and"equivalent exchange". If you are useful, then naturally you can burn incense and worship Buddha. If you are useless, then go away and I will worship other gods!"

Xin Yuan said this long string of words, and the white-robed man was dumbfounded.

For a moment, he felt that his worldview had collapsed. He stared at Xin Yuan with his eyes wide open, almost popping out of his head.

"you...You, how could you be so disrespectful, you!!!"

"cough..."Cough, cough!"

He was so angry that he couldn't speak. He coughed violently and even coughed up blood.

It felt like Xin Yuan almost pissed him off with a few words.

"Boy, don't even think about getting away like this today!"

The man in white robe coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and realized that Xin Yuan was playing a trick on him. His eyes turned red like a ghost.

Xin Yuan was almost done resting, so he pushed his hands forward, and fierce cold air surged out of his body, like a flowing glacier, rushing forward violently!

"I leave? You wish!" He shouted loudly, and then he was unreserved and used all his abilities!......

Swords and sabers crisscrossed, blue and white collided with blood in this deserted neighborhood.

The battle was fierce, but it didn't take long.

Soon, everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened here tonight.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Xin Yuan's heavy breathing echoed in the quiet night, like a worn-out blower. The frost armor on his body was already full of scars, and many places had broken and shattered, with a corrosive red light on it.

There were many wounds on his body, but at this time they had been simply frozen and no blood was flowing out.

The messy hair on his forehead was flying, and some of it was mixed with some blood and stuck to his head.

But at this time, his right hand was tightly grasping the neck of the man in white robes, like a vice, imprisoning the other party and unable to move.

And if the picture is zoomed out......

Around him, in this small square, are eleven lifelike ice sculptures of various shapes!

And the tumor in the middle, frozen like a work of art.

Xinyuan's first battle in the other world, 1vs12, ended in six minutes and a complete victory

"cough...cough..."

The man in white robe had his throat choked, his eyes bulging out like dead fish, staring at the face of the young man in front of him.

"How...How is it possible? This level of supernatural power..."

"How old are you? How old are you? How can you have the strength of the fourth realm?"

""Pah!" Xin Yuan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, grabbed the white-robed man by the neck and lifted him up.

"I ask you, who are you? What is this tumor?"

"Sarcoma!?" The man in white robe said fiercely with his eyes bulging,"How dare you be so disrespectful to the divine fetus!...."

The next second, the ice wrapped around his feet and slowly climbed up his legs.

"You'd better not waste my time. Just answer whatever I ask before I freeze you completely."

The man in white robe said in shock:

"you...You don't even know who we are? Then why are you interfering with us?!"

Xin Yuan simply ignored him, but the speed at which the ice spread increased a little bit.

Feeling the temperature of his lower body, the danger of death finally frightened the man in white robes, and he said in a panic:

"I say, I say! Don't kill me!"

In the next few minutes, Xin Yuan listened carefully to every word the white-robed man said, frowning.

These things were things he had never heard of before, but judging from the white-robed man's words, it seemed that he conceded that he should know them very well.

These people seemed to be some kind of religious organization, calling themselves servants of God, servants of the"Lord".

As for the tumor, it was a"divine fetus", and the reason for the sacrifice was to carry out"God's descent".

In short, a lot of random terms were said, and Xin Yuan only had a general understanding for the time being.

"Still have questions?...Don't kill me!"

At this time, the ice had already wrapped the whole body of the white-robed man, leaving only his head, still desperately calling for help, interrupting Xin Yuan's thoughts.

Slightly lowering his head and looking at the white-robed man, Xin Yuan said coldly:

"I can answer you a question, why do I interfere with you, because I once said that I think all human traffickers should die, I want to practice my own beliefs"

"Yes, yes, I deserve to die!" The man in white robe said with tears and snot. The fear of gradually approaching death and being powerless had completely destroyed his psychological defenses, leaving him with only the power to beg for mercy.

"Next, let me ask you one last question."

"Ask! Ask now!" The man in white robe collapsed and yelled, the ice had already climbed onto his face.

"If I lose today, will you let me go?"

After hearing these cold words, Xin Yuan did not wait for any answer.

As the ice surged, the man in white robes turned into the last ice sculpture!