Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

"The road to becoming a god?"

Lin Fan's heart was slightly startled. Just now, he had been immersed in the poetry and wine swordsmanship and released the sword of Shushan, and he did not notice the changes in these swordsmen.

But did not expect.

These Juggernauts actually entered the road of becoming gods while fighting against the torrent of steel? !

This…

Lin Fan took a deep breath and put away his distracting thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about that.

Lin Fan's body was also suffering enormous pain at this time, and the crumbling peaks turned into continuous sword energy, attacking him.

Although Lin Fan's body was stronger than that of the Sword Saint, his level of life as a **** was even higher than those of the Sword Saint.

but.

Six hundred and thirty-two Sword Saints joined forces to release the sword energy of the mountains, and the backlash they endured was also shared by all Wuji Sword Saints.

Lin Fan alone released the sword qi of the mountains, and the sword qi that came back was completely endured by Lin Fan!

His pain is only higher than those of the Sword Saint.

The uncontrollable backlashes of sword energy rolled back from the Dongfang sword in Lin Fan's hand, wreaking havoc in Lin Fan's body, and finally cut through Lin Fan's skin and burst out from the inside out.

The mountains collapsed, and the Eastern Sword was bent to an exaggerated angle, almost breaking.

The fire of the earth and the sword of poetry and wine were burning in Lin Fan's body. The power from the depths of the earth poured into Lin Fan's body, but it was no match for the roaring steel dragon.

"Lin Fan, why did you have to go this far?"

"You and I are both products of the times and are constantly evolving."

"As long as you are willing to help me complete this evolution..."

The voice of the **** of technology came from the truck's horn, like a dragon roaring.

But in the next moment.

"Um?"

The **** of technology was stunned, and the cameras stared at Lin Fan from all angles.

To be precise, it was the figure in white that suddenly appeared behind Lin Fan.

It was middle age.

Dressed in white, chic and freehand.

The slightly illusory middle-aged man glanced at Lin Fan, then smiled at the long steel dragon in front of him.

"A pile of scrap metal who can't understand poetry and prose."

"Also worthy of killing my descendant of Li?!"

The rain turned into green lotus under his feet.

The middle-aged man picked up the wine gourd around his waist, took two sips, and walked in the stagnant water.

Step by step lotus.

Master Qinglian!

Lin Fan turned his head and glanced at the man, then laughed: "Senior, I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

"That's natural." Li Taibai, the sword immortal of poetry and wine, was expressionless, "But this time I will help you, and next time I wake up, I'm afraid it will take a long time."

Done.

Li Taibai reached out and held Lin Fan's sword-wielding hand.

A terrifying sword intent swept out and poured into the Dongfang sword in Lin Fan's hand.

"Boy, look good."

"Today I will show you the real Tang Dynasty, the real mountains and rivers in the world."

Li Bai said lightly.

Sweep with a sword.

The originally broken Shushan sword qi shook at this moment, and it solidified instantly under the infusion of that sword qi, like a real entity!

It even became stronger, and the long steel dragon was actually supported by the more and more majestic peaks and walked backwards!

"boom!"

A 300-ton truck flew straight from the bottom to the top of the rising mountains.

That is unstoppable power!

Human mountains and rivers!

Datang Fenghua!

For a time, continuous mountains rose below the originally indestructible steel dragon, and the steep mountain peaks rose in a row, like the palm pattern of a giant palm, which directly flew the steel dragon from top to bottom.

Hundreds of trucks merged into one, instantly shattered!

The mountains at this moment.

Thousands of miles around!

The precipitous Emei stood proudly in the rain.

Compared with Lin Fan's Shushan Sword, this is the real mountain and river!

It's not over yet.

Li Bai turned to look at the white-robed sword saints behind him, his eyes reassuring.

"My Great Tang Sword Dao has finally taken root in this God Realm."

"Let me help you complete the final journey of this journey to becoming a god."

"Also let me help you see how splendid the Tang Dynasty was back then."

Li Bai walked towards the Sword Saint, and all the believers along the way bowed to make way for him.

That white dress was particularly dazzling in the rainy night.

Li Bai walked to the long steel dragon that the swordsman was wearing and stopped.

Looking at the roaring steel in front of him, he sneered disdainfully.

"Is this what the gods created?"

"It's just tattered."

"Think of me in the Tang Dynasty, there are people who use more troops, the better they are, and they are like a broken bamboo, sweeping the four corners, without a single defeat, and they are fascinated by it.

There are people in my Tang Dynasty whose poetry and prose are like a bow of a hundred stones, a crossbow of a thousand jins, like a full moon hanging over the head of the common people, and the idea of ​​making the younger generation only kowtow and not speak is really magnificent.

Someone in my Tang Dynasty talked about that if there is a **** possessed, the chess pieces under the wrist will be tapped lightly, but they will fight like fierce generals under their command.

I am a commoner of the Tang Dynasty, the galaxy is splendid, there have been fables of the masters, the teachings of eminent monks, and the preaching of real people, why should the human world envy the gods? "

"Such a great Tang Dynasty, bright and splendid, not in the realm of the gods, but unknown in the realm of the gods."

"I, Li Bai, do not agree!"

Li Bai stepped forward.

No sword in hand.

But the terrifying sword intent was unreservedly released from all over his body, shattering raindrops and shattering the void! ,

At this moment, the space is weirdly twisted and shattered, and the God Realm can hardly bear this majestic sword energy!

Those trucks roared and retreated under the walking in white clothes!

The Juggernauts followed behind Li Bai, the terrifying sword qi emanating from this poetic immortal merged with the sword qi emanating from the Juggernauts, and the breath blended, leading them to walk the final road of divine experience!

"Today, let the gods and other gods see my Tang Dynasty."

"See, Chang'an is bright!"

"God Realm, Li wants you to remember the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Bai stretched his hand forward a little.

No sword was used.

Because he is the sharpest sword under that day, the sword that shook the Great Tang!

a time.

Heaven and earth seemed to be broken, and thunder and light were intertwined.

The void shattered, as if someone had torn a crack in the sky with supreme might.

A splendid golden city passed through the cracks and descended in the thunder. The towering city wall was indestructible, but inside it was a prosperous and magnificent tower and pavilion.

There is a plaque on the Tianmen Gate of the Golden City.

The name is Chang'an.

Chang'an is prosperous.

This is Chang'an City!

The huge city smashed down from the sky. Just like a big seal, it directly shattered the steel long dragon, turning it into rotten iron, and even the hill-like car body was crushed to pieces.

"This..." The God of Technology looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

He could feel that this guy... was summoning the power of another plane for a short time through the sword intent.

Simply put, the golden city in front of you comes from another plane!

But…

"Which plane can have such power?!"

"And this dazzling city... What kind of civilization is it built? I'm afraid it is no less than those fifth-level kingdoms of God..."

The computing power of the God of Technology has no effect at this moment, and he can only stare blankly at the scene in front of him.

suddenly.

The camera of the God of Technology turned to the crack in the void, and under the focus, through the light of thunder, he vaguely saw that there were mountains and rivers, iron-blooded troops, desert sunsets, and a cold Tang sword.

There are swordsmen like clouds, there are poets who sing high, there are hundreds of schools of thought competing for release, there are monarchs of the ages, there are eloquent ministers, and there are three religions standing together.

That plane... as bright as the bright moon!

But since it is such a powerful plane, why is there no record in the God Realm network of the God Realm?

Li Bai didn't take a look at the broken scraps of copper and iron, and didn't think about what the **** of technology was thinking.

He turned his head to look at the swordsmen in white who followed him to complete the path of God, with anticipation in his eyes: "Have you seen my Tang Dynasty elegance?"

After the smile, it is the bright Chang'an Golden City.

The Sword Saints bowed slowly: "I'll remember it later."

"Okay, remember this splendid splendor and use swords in the future as I am a swordsman in the Tang Dynasty." Li Bai looked at the eyes of these swordsmen in front of him, as if he was looking at the younger generation, which contained expectation and relief.

His body began to look unreal.

"After this time, it is estimated that he will fall into a permanent sleep."

"Lin Fan, you are my descendant, and you should also remember this Tang Dynasty."

"Now there is only a trace of my remnant soul left, and I will never wake up... I can only accompany you here after a thousand miles. From now on, I will leave Yangguan in the west, and there will be no old friends."

"If one day, the Tang Dynasty appears in the realm of the gods, you can find me in Chang'an City."

"I remember it, kid." Lin Fan took a deep breath. Even though he had experienced it once, he still couldn't help feeling sad in the face of this real farewell.

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Turn around and walk into the Chang'an Golden City.

In the rain curtain, the white clothes swayed and drifted away.

The sound of the rain is like a waterfall, and the sound of the wind is like a song.

It's like someone sings a poem.

"Whose jade flute is flying secretly, and the spring breeze fills Luocheng.

Hearing broken willows in this nocturne, who can not afford hometown love. "

The one dressed in white walked into the dazzling golden city.

As the Chang'an Golden City dissipated, it disappeared.

The Tang poet returned to his hometown.

Perhaps he never thought that his remnant soul would choose to fall into a deep sleep in order to help this kid.

...

Jincheng dissipated.

The sword energy of the mountains also dissipated.

All that was left was the continuous torrential rain, and the broken steel everywhere.

The Juggernauts bowed deeply and took the last step.

Under the leadership of this Eastern Sword God, they have completed the last leg of the road to becoming a god!

next moment.

A rich divine light burst out from their bodies, and after they had walked this way, their sword intent condensed, and their sword energy swept across.

The fire of the Sword God in Lin Fan's body throbbed violently, and there were 632 clusters of spark-like sparks that floated into Master Yi's body one after another. At the same time, the center of their brows condensed a golden quaint oriental sword phantom, which was their godhead!

The flesh-and-blood bodies that had been washed away by the sword energy flashed at this moment, the wounds healed quickly, and even their souls became incomparably powerful at this moment, plated with golden light!

Divine Soul Condensed!

This marks a qualitative change in their life level!

Believers become gods!

There was a broken voice between their brows, which was the opening and creation of God's Domain, and even if they were given a period of time, they could cultivate their own believers.

From this moment on, the Promise Sword Saint has become a god.

The body of flesh and blood will eventually stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods.