Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Incomparable surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, as if he understood something, he turned to look at Lin Weimao before.

I saw "Lin Weimao", who had been besieged by the dragon of darkness and was scarred and whose fire was about to be extinguished, and disappeared in an instant.

Disappearing along with it, there were also the armies of the lower gods, who had also suffered heavy losses.

And the army of the 30,000 low-level gods was standing not far away at this time, watching the young man with leisure, obviously there was no battle from the beginning.

The young man seemed to understand something.

[Bright Forbidden Technique: Phantom of Light].

The God of Light, as a **** who masters light, can not only use divine light as a weapon, but also control light.

The young man suddenly felt a burst of ridicule when he thought about how he fought desperately before.

This patron saint has been playing tricks on himself from the very beginning!

"You..." The young man gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Weimao.

Without any hesitation, Lin Weimao directly punched the young man's chest. The divine light that enveloped the fist merged into the young man's body, isolating him from the surrounding darkness and fog.

instant time.

Lin Weimao punched eighteen punches in a row, and each punch gathered countless rays of light, shining like a shooting star.

This is the divine light unique to the God of Light.

This is divine power!

At this moment, Lin Weimao was filled with divine light, like a **** descending from the sky, his body was filled with divine aura.

With each punch, the young man heard several sounds of bone shattering, and a cloud of dark mist was dispelled from his body.

[Bright Forbidden Technique · Eighteen Bright Light Locks].

Lin Weimao stopped, the young man's bones were shattered all over, and Lin Weimao lifted his whole body limply.

His face was pale, and he was extremely weak.

The expression on his face was a hideous mixture of pain and hatred.

Eighteen rays of light locked his entire body like chains. Under this forbidden light technique, the young man whose priesthood was the God of Darkness had completely lost his power from darkness.

But even so, the young man didn't die, just stared at Lin Weimao viciously.

After all, this is God.

What's more, it is the higher deity who built the temple.

Even if the bones of his body are broken, as long as the fire of the gods is not extinguished and the temple is not broken, he will live forever.

If it wasn't for Lin Weimao's combat experience crushing this young man, and the two really fighting for strength, Lin Weimao would still be in trouble.

I have to say that this young man is extremely talented.

"Say, where is your father?" Lin Weimao put a finger on the young man's forehead, hesitating brightly.

With just one thought, the temple of this young man can be shattered, and his divine fire can be smashed.

That is true death for the gods.

The youth sneered: "Want to save your wife?"

"Hehe, she's probably dead now."

"Since you are in a hurry to find death, then you can go."

The young man looked in one direction.

Lin Weimao turned his head to look, there was a faint flow of divine light in the eyes of the gods, and he could vaguely see a little light emitting in the distance through the dark fog of thousands of miles.

"You'd better pray, she's still alive." Lin Weimao didn't hesitate, and he grabbed the young man and swept there without hesitation. "Otherwise, you wouldn't need to live."

Killing intent flashed in Lin Weimao's eyes.

Behind him, the fifteenth-order bright holy angel and fifteenth-order bright holy dragon roared and followed.

After that, there are 30,000 gods and believers of all ethnic groups!

"Kill this dark plane!"

"Kill them directly and support them!"

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the other side.

At the moment of entering the crack.

Lin Fan only felt darkness in front of him.

An invisible dark aura, with gloomy coldness, enveloped the whole body.

As if every cell was watched by a presence in the dark.

As far as the eye can see, there is darkness and fog.

Countless dark creatures are fighting with the army of the gods that entered before.

Those dark mists seemed to be full of dark creatures.

A strong half-orc with a height of five or six meters struck a Night Demon with a stick, and was about to raise his head to roar, but was wiped across his neck by a dark assassin rushing out of the dark fog.

The sword light was fleeting in the darkness.

The chosen believers summoned by those gods fought to the death of those creatures in the darkness.

What shocked Lin Fan the most was that some powerful beings among those dark creatures actually fought back and forth with the gods.

The divine arts of the gods are limited in this darkness.

And those powerful beings in the dark can show their powerful strength in their own home field.

Although he didn't quite understand it, Lin Fan had a feeling.

In this battle, the realm of the gods actually fell into a disadvantage!

"Something's wrong." Yi Rubing stood in front of Lin Fan cautiously, clenching her divine scepter of wisdom, a flame faintly burning above her head.

With a magical technique, it directly shattered a dark ranger lurking in the dark fog trying to sneak attack on Lin Fan and Zhang Xiaoying.

Yi Rubing's eyes did not relax at all, and her expression became even more tense.

"Summon God's Choice."

Iru said coldly.

Hundreds of figures appeared behind her, stocky and rude dwarves wielding fiery red axes, and more dwarves appeared driving huge machinery, dozens of bright blades spun wildly on the wooden cart, the flickering cold light even Lin Fan. They were all terrified, as if they were about to shatter the fog of war around them.

Yi Rubing's face was ugly.

As the **** of wisdom, she saw at a glance that the situation in front of her was not right.

This is by no means an ordinary plane crack!

The surrounding dark fog carried a sense of danger, and the air was filled with a high-level aura.

This breath was even more dangerous than the Patronus made her feel.

And there are countless dark creatures hidden in the fog, among them there are many terrifying existences of the eleventh and second order, and even the army composed of 100,000 low-level gods and 3,000 middle-level gods has begun to fall into the disadvantage.

In the darkness, Long Yitong smashed a twelfth-order dark middle-level god.

Hundreds of dark dragons beside him also swarmed up, tearing up all the followers of the middle-level gods.

In this dark plane, the dragon whose priesthood is [God of Darkness] plunges into the sea like a fish, and the dark power in his body becomes more and more powerful under the surrounding of these dark mists.

But even so, there was no trace of relief on her face.

Because the number of dark creatures hidden in the dark fog is almost several times their own!

This is an ambush!

Long Yitong already understood at this time ~www.novelmt.com~ The man in black robe was afraid that he had noticed something before, so he took advantage of Lin Weimao and himself.

The power of the God Realm is powerful.

But what Long Yitong mobilized this time was only the military force of Leng Cuicheng.

And this ambush in front of me, I am afraid that all the power of this world has been used!

The key is,

As the **** of darkness, Long Yitong can feel that in the depths of the dark fog, there is an aura that is exactly the same as his own!

And that breath seems to be stronger than himself!

"There is a fraud!" Long Yitong turned around and shouted: "Everyone, turn around and kill me!"

The army quickly turned around.

Yi Rubing, who was at the back, didn't say a word, pulling Lin Fan and Zhang Xiaoying towards the crack exit at the rear.

The same is true of other leading teachers, pulling their students to the exit for the first time.

But at the next moment.

"Roar!!!!"

A dragon roar resounded through the world.

A huge black dragon appeared from the dark fog, a huge body that was thousands of miles long was entrenched at the exit of the crack, and the black scales reflected an icy brilliance.

Huge scarlet eyes, without a trace of emotion, looked at these gods indifferently.

It seems that these high-ranking gods of the gods are just food in their mouths.

Block the entire crack exit.

Lin Fan was slightly taken aback.

Turning to look at the guardian deity.

The other gods present also looked at the guardian deity one after another, wondering what she meant, why they shouted to get out quickly, while letting their followers of the Dark Dragon block the exit.

But what everyone didn't expect was that.

Seeing the black dragon, the guardian deity was also slightly taken aback.

"This, this is not mine."