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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three The Dream of the False God(2/2)

If the road that others have walked cannot be understood, then find a way to walk another one.

Since you rely on collecting blood and gathering all faiths to become a god is a dead end.

Then go and hunt down the false gods who are doing this.

The high priest shouted violently, his body was like thunder, and he was like wind, and his feet were connected. The ground broke completely. He stepped onto the altar. The altar made of huge stones was collapsed into pieces of gravel where the high priest's feet were.

Of course, all of this is just the manifestation carried by the soul of the sluggish man.

It was not the stone that was shattered... but the man's soul.

His fist was as fierce as thunder, and with a strong sound of thunderstorm, he smashed towards the tall figure again.

The shadows gathered around the tall figure's body, and two more figures emerged from the shadows, and rushed towards the high priest at the same time.

This time, two figures waved their left and right legs respectively, kicking hard at the head of the high priest from two different directions. If they were allowed to kick them in a solid manner, the high priest's head would definitely explode like a rotten watermelon.

From the soul world to reality, the body of the high priest in the wild world will definitely be blown up.

However, at this moment, the high priest's body twisted like a boneless snake, folded at 180 degrees, supported the ground with both hands, and his feet rose into the air, turning rapidly like a whirlwind.

With the wind and thunder in conjunction, his legs collided with the two shadow human legs, making a violent explosion of air.

The two figures were kicked by the high priest's legs, and the high priest's body, which had originally stepped onto the altar, was knocked away in a strong collision and fell back into the skeleton crowd.

In the tent, all the flames suddenly rose.

Looking out of the tent, it looked like a giant beast was emitting black smoke and spitting out thick black fog.

The wild beasts who were originally peeping and suspected, subconsciously fled in panic and hid further.

"Give up! I have as many shadow human figures as I want, but your body will never allow you to persist in such a high-intensity battle for too long." The voice of a tall figure came from above the high altar.

The high priest's intention was not shaken at all. Since he took the initiative to attack and lure the false god out, he would be absolutely sure to deal with him.

Waving his fists, blowing the skeleton people one by one.

After another way, thunder and lightning appeared all over the high priest's body, and a green wind sword spontaneously surrounded him.

The high priest ran towards the tall altar again.

In an instant, four shadowy human figures emerged from the dark corner under the control of the tall figure. They were mixed with strange auras, divided into four angles, and went straight to the four vital points of the high priest's temple, throat, heart and lower yin.

"One change to two, two change to four, four change to eight, eight change to sixteen···Infinite, how many can you beat? The world in the dream, the gods are invincible. I have attained the body of the gods in the dream, and in the dream of mortals, I am the invincible god of night and shadow." The tall figure sneered, looking down at the high priest, and retreated step by step under the siege of four shadow human figures.

"The God of Dreams? Do you think you are the only one?" The high priest burst into laughter.

The next moment, he became extremely huge, and he actually imitated Ke Xiaoliang's figure when he created the world.

He was originally an immortal, but now he is just a god in another world, and he is walking the path he has walked.

What's more, this is just an illusory dream.

The god in the dream is much weaker and much more false than the god of reality.

The huge body shattered eight shadow human figures.

At the same time, the body of the sluggish man was completely shattered.

And in this shattered body, the high priest grabbed the snake that wanted to escape.

The so-called God of Shadow and Night is actually a wild snake that is only three feet long.

The high priest directly sent the snake into his mouth and then bit it hard for seven inches.

Suck hard.

All the energy and spirit were sucked into the belly by the high priest.

And a thunderous grunt sound came from the high priest's chest and abdomen.

"Another kind of fragment was collected."

"There are only three or two types to form a whole, turn into a god in this world, and then through the feedback from this world, it will affect reality... I will repair the immortal soul and regain my rebirth." Thinking of this, the high priest was very excited.

But he didn't know at all that it was because he was close to success that someone's thief stared at him.
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