Mr. Wu is an old man, an old man who looks like a candle in the wind, but Chen Xu dared not judge people by his appearance, who can stand side by side with the Ancestor of Blood River and the Demon Lord of Transformation.

"Prayer in the Witch Realm."

Old Wu closed his hands and prayed to the witch world. In the blink of an eye, he prayed that a white light came, landed on the ground, turned into swords, swords and other weapons, and attacked Chen Xu.

"Dream."

Chen Xu disappeared lightly, and the next moment, a fog emerged, turning into dreams, surrounding Mr. Wu.

Since Chen Xu comprehended the mystery of "Sank" of the Immortal Sword, his dominance over dreams has become stronger and stronger. Even many applications that do not belong to dream authority have been developed by him to integrate into the use of dreams, making the power of dreams more and more powerful.

"How can you defeat me with a small dream?" Old Wu held his head up and his chest was raised, and he did not borrow the power of the witch world to directly release his spiritual will and bombard Chen Xu's dream.

Bang!

The dreams layer by layer collapsed under the will of Mr. Wu, turning into countless dream fragments falling everywhere. "The small dream is about to collapse at one touch."

At this time, Mr. Wu was different from Mr. Wu just now. Mr. Wu was old, as if he would die if the wind blew. But now Mr. Wu is full of energy and is stronger and stronger, no less than that of young people.

"Mist of Dreams." Chen Xu used his divine power to absorb all the scattered dream fragments, turning them into a mud, laying the foundation at the feet of Mr. Wu. At the same time, the dream also came again, falling on Mr. Wu, constantly covering him and confusing him.

"Hmph." Old Wu snorted coldly, and his spiritual will bombarded again. The dream was shattered, but the fragments of the dream did not drift everywhere this time, but fell at Old Wu's feet, turning into a part of the dream mud, strengthening the dream mud, making the "sink" of the dream mud become stronger and stronger.

When Mr. Wu saw this situation, he also realized that he would not really escape if he smashed his dreams. Instead, he would be constantly entangled and could even fall into the mud and become part of the mud.

So he was no longer defeating the dream, but attacking Chen Xu.

"The Faith in the Witch Realm."

A wave of faith was transmitted to Chen Xu. Before Chen Xu could react, it invaded his body and even extended into the origin of the god located in distant time and space.

"You gods have absorbed the faith of the heavens and all worlds, and they still think they have hidden themselves well."

"Little do you know that what you are playing is just the rest of us."

"Now let you see what the poison of faith is."

After the words of Mr. Wu fell, the faith conveyed to Chen Xu's origin immediately erupted, and one after another of the witch clan's good men appeared from it, praising the greatness of the witch world loudly.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xu's face changed, because these beliefs clearly sing the greatness of the witch world rather than his greatness.

In other words, these beliefs are not his beliefs, but the beliefs of the witch world.

They are all impurities.

"Faith. Our witch clan is the ancestor." Old Wu's will turned into a sharp thorn, stabbing Chen Xu's heart fiercely, and followed by a monstrous demon sound, "Become a slave to my witch clan!"

The demon sounded and combined with the beliefs of the witch world, Chen Xu almost had the idea of ​​converting to the witch world immediately, but this idea was dispelled by Chen Xu's heart as soon as it appeared, and he then resisted the power of the witch.

"You have faith in the witch world, and I have faith in it."

Chen Xu summoned his believers and asked them to pray to him. Suddenly, a huge faith came across the sky and fell on Chen Xu's heart to confront the faith in the witch world.

"Don't hesitate, believe in me!"

The young witch god came from faith, carrying the glory of divine nature. He kept in surrendering Chen Xu, "You are a god, but a weak god, you are very weak in the heavens and all realms."

"And I am the witch god, the most powerful god. If you convert to me, you will receive unimaginable glory."

The voice of the Witch God was filled with hypnosis and bewitching, and his whole body exuded a charm that was even stronger than the demon. Chen Xu could hardly resist it when facing him.

"No..." Chen Xu bit his tongue and resisted the voice of the Witch God in a self-harm manner. His self-harm effect was also very good. The harm from the spiritual level made his mind almost lurked.

"You are very powerful." Chen Xu gasped and used this rare opportunity to gather strength to fight against the witch god's bewitching. "But my power needs to be obtained by myself, not by others."

"Relying on others to gain power will only become a puppet of others. Just like those pastors, they are influenced by me at all times, and it is difficult to get rid of me and gain true independence."

This sentence is not so much for the witch god, but for him to stick to his beliefs.

"If a person loses his independent mind, no matter how much power he gets, it is just a landscape of the universe."

"It's like those stars, those neutron stars, those planets with greater energy than stars."

"They are in the universe forever and become part of the universe."

"Are they really what I want in this way?"

Chen Xu asked himself and tortured his soul. As he asked, the witch god's bewitching became further and further away from him, as if the witch god was not bewitching him.

But in fact, the Witch God did not give up bewitching him, and even increased his strength. However, his original intention was becoming increasingly firm, and he was increasingly resistant to the bewitching of the Witch God, which made the Witch God not bewitching him no matter how much he bewitched, even if thousands of faiths came at the same time.

"It's actually invalid." Seeing that Chen Xu's heart was becoming less and less bewitched, Mr. Wu immediately transformed into thousands of sword energy and attacked Chen Xu's heart.

"Old Wu." Chen Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and faith separated from his heart and blocked him, "Do you know that you are seeking death when you break into my heart?"

"What." Before Mr. Wu could react, he saw countless faiths rushing over, and believers from all worlds blame Mr. Wu.

"You are Satan, you are an evil demon, you should die on the stolen rack."

I don’t know how many billions of believers spoke together, and the power of faith intertwined into huge energy. In an instant, it changed the world and changed the virtual reality. A cross appeared behind Mr. Wu. The terrifying power stuck to Mr. Wu’s changes, making him unable to get rid of the constraints of the cross.
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