Even after disappearing for several years, there were still so few and hesitant believers.

We all understand that the power of God has really arrived, and such a gift will make the Dark Church weaker, more solid and indestructible.

After a long time, the light beam dispersed, but everyone looked in the direction of the temple in shock, because Hermione's aura was exactly the same as before.

Now that he has become a demigod and the Holy Son of the Holy See, it is natural that he will not have any peace of mind.

Not having his own name and being able to respond to believers chanting his name will slightly weaken William's status and authority in the present and the Holy See.

The faint Xiao Xuan once again enveloped the old monster's head. I quickly floated behind Chen Nan and said:

"It means that in eighty years, even one year may change very few things. You doubt that the younger generation will cultivate their moral character, and I am sure that in eighty years, they will be able to take this crucial step."

Even among the inner ghosts hiding in the Dark Holy See, not all have the idea of ​​believing in the Dark God and making contributions to the Dark Holy See in exchange for God's gifts.

Alas, you originally wanted to attack him, but time is waiting for you. Now that you can live for seventy years, you must be so anxious and unable to meditate on martial arts and enlightenment.

"Compared to the illusory inheritance, I am more interested in his talent! He has spiritual roots and keen intuition, which is far inferior to that of special people.

Mo Xiao's mental pressure subsided in an instant, and the terrifying pressure disappeared. The breeze blew heavily, and there were waves of fragrance of flowers and plants. It seemed that nothing special had happened just now.

"Are the younger generations also interested in the inheritance of this younger generation?"

Chen Nan looked at the other party quietly, speaking and moving.

"Heir of Darkness,

"He was worried about what I would do if there was no elder behind me! He just wanted me to be quiet for a while. He said that he didn't know whether I had used poison to attack him in the past few years. It was all for that moment!"

"I will!"

However, I raised my head and looked at the sky again. In the world of God's Tomb, there is no consciousness of being alive.

Chen Nan understands that the mysterious man who can flutter in the wind is a monster, but a genuine human practitioner, and he practices Eastern martial arts, because Xiao Xuan in my body is a very difficult body protector to cultivate.

Gangqi!

William is also very disgusted with Hou Yi's bow in the original work. Besides, in the current state, I haven't done much before I parasitize others and steal my identity.

The Dark Holy See's strength gradually weakened due to William's influence, and Chen Nan also encountered changes.

"Isn't that a gift from God?"

William, on the other hand, looked at the faith that was coming together with satisfaction. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. If Lu Cui were allowed to come to that world, it might become more peaceful.

After retreating into the temple, Lu Cui was an old low-level magician. But now my overflowing physical and spiritual power and the magical elements surging around me show that I have not yet surpassed the level of a low-level magician or a little magician.

Became a seventh-level magician!

Chen Nan hit its head hard and said:

Then I looked at Lu Cui aside, with the same cold look in his eyes, and said:

"Tap~tap~tap~"

There was a flash of light deep in the woods, and a hazy figure flashed out, moving through the trees towards Chen Nan.

William chanted loudly with magic spells and felt the faint vibration in his consciousness. I knew that my honorific name design was successful!

The old monster's voice turned slightly sad, as if he was lamenting that he could not escape this final outcome.

With God's gift, he jumped from an eighth-level monk to a seventh-level magician. That is a result that no one expected, but it seems very reasonable. The gods we believe in should not be like that.

the power of.

Therefore, my cooperative expression changed, I looked at Chen Nan with anger and worry, and fell to the ground.

The visitor's eyes shone brightly, he looked at Chen Nan coldly and said:

"The young man is so young. You guessed that there is no divine blood flowing in his body. You really need his body urgently. You will forget about him before you succeed."

Moreover, the weak in the Holy See came to an astonishing conclusion before observing Pastor Hermione. This is not that Pastor Hermione was not weakly promoted to the seventh-level magister realm, but that the level of life has changed. I

These powers are more like your own instincts.

"I actually saw the legendary dragon today. What an unlucky thing!"

It was the strange purple-gold divine dragon that screamed wildly. This figure was indeed filled with a sinister and hot aura. A faint piece of greenery wrapped a figure, and it moved slowly or urgently. Although Xiao Xuan was very light, he could not be turbid.

When I saw the situation outside, I could only vaguely see a skinny figure outside.

A leader who brings new strength,

That description may not be ridiculous, but it is exactly Pastor Hermione's current situation.

Hermione followed William respectfully to the statue of the god. Although she was confused, her faith in God made me realize and pray respectfully.

The mental pressure could not help the Purple Gold Dragon, but the violent force field fluctuations made it feel unbearable, and it roared again and again:

In the small hall, William stretched out his left hand, and the light bloomed again, and then turned into a seven-winged little angel. The weak will and spiritual power spread towards the seven weeks, even the eighth-level weak ones would be greatly affected.

Influence.

"Shut up!"

The visitor was an old priest, and I paid my respects to William respectfully.

The reason why I have no plans to build a mysterious system of gods in the world of Tomb of Gods is just to create weak people in batches, but to seize power from Heaven through such means.

If so, would I also be targeted by an eighth-level old monster whose deadline is approaching?

If it weren't for the first generation of the Dark Pope and the lower levels of the Dark Temple, how could the Dark God in the Western Heaven be able to resist his greed and come to plunder faith?

Charlie's expression was intense, but he was rejoicing in his heart. I didn't have spiritual roots, but the spiritual roots were integrated with the heavenly eyes before opening the heavenly eyes, and they were hidden by the power of the Hidden Dragon Art. Only those who would be exposed if they were covered up heavily.

Those people can see the truth.
Chapter completed!