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"Of course I killed the birdmen first!"

Ding Xiaoyi pointed to the map and selected the first target, which was the old god who claimed to be Jehovah.

The reason why he was chosen can only be said that he was unlucky, who let Ding Xiaoyi know the location of this guy.

But before that, they still need to plan in detail.

After all, how can someone not know the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit if they have survived until now.

If the other party is allowed to run away and hide, then the trouble will be the biggest.

After all, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves remembering, not to mention that the old gods are also gods.

After a brief discussion, everyone came up with the simplest plan, which of course was to let Ding Xiaoyi act as a bait.

As long as the old god is forced to show up, they are sure to make this guy come and go.

Make a plan.

Ding Xiaoyi was naturally thrown out mercilessly as bait, but even though it was bait, he was already eager to try it.

I want to verify whether my current strength has the capital to compete with God.

So after Yuniang's dragon boat approached the opponent's sea area, Ding Xiaoyi took the lead, hiding his figure, and swaggered towards the island where he was last time.

Just when Ding Xiaoyi entered this sea area.

"Rumble..."

Under a violent shaking deep in the bottom of the sea, a dilapidated church faintly emitted a dazzling holy light.

Several angels with white wings behind them rushed over, knelt down on the ground, clasped their fists with their hands flat on their chests, and chanted ear-splitting hymns.

Wisps of white light flashed from them and flowed into the holy light of the church.

The old voice of "Brand" came from inside the church.

The envoy whose name was called immediately knelt and took two steps forward, only to see a gleaming golden sword fly out and land in front of him.

"I felt the familiar hostility. It was the murderer who killed Bailiya last time, but he became stronger. Go and kill him, and use his blood to pay homage to Bailiya and the others who are in heaven."

After receiving the holy sword bestowed by the God Lord, Brand's six pairs of wings spread out, and the scene of Bailia's tragic death appeared in his eyes.

"Honor my lord!"

As he said that, the figure turned into a ray of white light, rushed out of the water, and quickly rushed into the clouds in a ray of white light.

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Chapter 6 and Six: False Faith

The holy city of Vatican.

It is a huge island standing in the sea.

There are very few people living on this island, and it was even a desolate place at first, but in recent years, there have been people living here one after another.

A city was even gradually excavated here, because the special stone on the island is as white as snow, so that the whole city gives people a white and pure feeling.

Coupled with the natural port and abundant resources here, even passing merchant ships often stay here for a few days to replenish resources.

All this is naturally due to the missionary work of those angels, and only the most faithful saints can live here.

"God said, to be fair, benevolent, and honest, all beings have no self..."

On the square, a white-haired old man wearing a black robe, holding a tome and a cross in his hand, is spreading the thoughts of God to everyone.

If you pour your eyes into spiritual energy at this moment, everyone will be shining with light, and these lights are gathering at the cross in the old man's hand.

Realizing that the power of faith gained today has exceeded his expectations, the smile on the old man's face became more peaceful.

In the past two years, more and more people have started to land on the island. Although most of them are wanted criminals, as long as they convert sincerely, all their sins can be washed away.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of heaven and earth cracking, and the gate of the holy city shattered. A figure came from outside the gate, shaking the sky with a wave of his hand, and crushed the city wall and houses in front of him to pieces.

"who!"

Everyone was taken aback.

The man's whole body was shrouded in divine light, as bright as the morning sun, blazing like a holy fire, rumbled, stepped through the door, and rushed in.

"Bold!"

With a loud shout on the city wall, a light and shadow emerged, it was a knight in battle armor.

It's just a knight, not a real human being, but a fallen spirit master, with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse, swooping down and killing him from a distance.

The sacred light turned into two pairs of white wings behind the knight, and once it appeared, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Look, it's Paladin Greenton."

Shout out the knight's name to cheer for him.

Especially Ding Xiaoyi, who was right in front of his eyes, was not only greatly surprised after seeing this scene.

However, what surprised him was not the power that the other party erupted, but that a fallen spirit master actually possessed impressive sacred power, which completely changed the original attributes of the fallen spirit master.

He remembered that he once saw in his grandfather's diary that whether it is a fallen spirit master or a spirit master, the route he took was wrong until he reached the end.

Now a large number of catastrophe-level masters have been born in the alliance, and even dragon-level powerhouses have appeared under the increased supply of the trade union.

But until now, Ding Xiaoyi felt that the path of these people was still going astray. They relied too much on the power of psychic creatures. Only a very few people in existence would get rid of the path of psychic creatures and find their own way.

The lines of the Fallen Spirit Master and the Spirit Eliminator are diametrically opposed. They are completely for the sake of power at all costs, even abandoning their human identity in pursuit of maximizing their power.

It's just that the guy in front of him is obviously getting out of the influence of the fallen spirit master, and has a new improvement with the help of the old god.

"kill him!!"

"Kill this demon!!"

Seeing the flashing gun light falling like a comet, everyone in the distance seemed to be able to see the picture of Greenton's holy gun piercing the opponent's chest, and shouted excitedly.

however……

"puff!"

The scene of blood splatter was as dazzling as everyone expected, but to everyone's surprise, the person who was killed was not the devil who broke into the holy city, but Greenton, who had the peak strength of the disaster spirit.

The opponent just raised his finger in an understatement, and a more magnificent holy light burst out a half-moon arc at the fingertips, easily cutting Greenton in half while he was still charging.

"Boom~"

Blood splattered everywhere, and the spear that had been cut in half fell powerlessly to the ground, making a piercing buzzing sound.

When he saw the two halves of the bloody body, one left and one right, fell to the ground.

The scene was suddenly silent!

This sight sent a chill down everyone's spine, and a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of their feet to their skulls.

The blood splashed high, staining the pure white and sacred ground, bright red and glaring. What's more ironic is that the holy light that just bloomed from the fingertips of this demon just now, everyone in the holy vast will not admit it wrong.

The demon killed Grinton with the power of a god, and everyone was left scratching their heads at what that meant.

In this square, you can hear a needle falling to the ground, no one speaks, everyone is looking at this mystery, what does he want to do?

"Bold, if you dare to act wildly in the holy city, the divine lord will definitely send down divine punishment, and your soul will fall into hell and suffer endless karmic fire." Finally, he shouted loudly, breaking the tranquility of the scene.

The old man who was preaching to everyone just now stood up with a solemn expression and glared at the visitor.

It wasn't until then that people recovered, and there was a lot of discussion, blood splashing the holy city to show force, this kind of thing had happened before.

But soon he was smashed into bones by a flash of lightning. Although the mysterious comer in front of him was powerful, but blood splashing holy was tantamount to seeking his own death.

They believed that soon, the God Lord would punish Jiang Xia, let this person die without a burial place, and his face would fall into hell and never be reborn.

"No matter where you come from, no matter what status you have, using force in the Holy City will not forgive your crime!" A fanatic roared and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

The white fire burning on his body is the power he bought at the price of igniting his own life. He wants to die with him and defend the authority of the holy city.

If there is one, there are two, and dozens of fanatics rushed up together.

The difference in strength seems to be completely ignored by them, and there is only fanatical belief in their eyes, even if it is broken to pieces.

However, Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his head here, looking blankly at the fanatic rushing in front of him.

"kneel!"

The ethereal voice was like a thunderbolt in the ears of everyone.

"Pfft!"

The fanatics who were rushing in front of them suddenly knelt down on the ground, looking at the devil they called in disbelief.

If Caidang had killed Greenton with the holy power, they could still explain themselves. Perhaps the demon was deceiving them with some kind of cover-up.

But at this moment, when the oracle appeared, everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and they couldn't even comfort themselves anymore.

Of course, they have seen the power of the oracle, and it was the oracle that made them decide to take refuge in the embrace of the divine lord.

Because they believe that this is the unique power of the God Lord, and it is the unique proof of the God Lord.

Even a demon now uses oracle at will, and there are only two explanations for this.

One is that the gods they believe in are not unique and great as the scriptures say.

Second, the demon in front of him swaggering into the holy city may be the god they believe in.

Or maybe both.

This made the beliefs built up in their hearts begin to collapse suddenly.

"Impossible, why is this happening??"

The believers who were full of confidence just now pointed their finger at the old pastor who was preaching behind him.

"Didn't it mean that the power of the God Lord is unique?"

Seeing that the spearhead was directed at the preacher instead, Ding Xiaoyi cupped his fists and leaned against a big rock to watch the excitement.

It seems that the person who caused this dispute is not himself.

It is difficult to establish a belief, and even cultivating a fanatic is not something that happens overnight.

But it is undeniable that people with faith are often able to ignore life and death and explode with unprecedented power.

Just like in the trade union back then, those who hid in the dark and gave up everything, just for the saying that life is a human being, and death is also a human being.

Ding Xiaoyi believes that if the source of this sentence is entrusted to a person, then with such a firm belief, that person would have become a god long ago.

But precisely because there is none, all this faith is indestructible.

However, this kind of belief established by entrusting the spirit to the illusory divine master is the easiest to be destroyed.

It just needs to lift the veil of mystery and make people realize that they are just fools who have been deceived and fooled.

"Don't be messy, don't be messy, demons can also believe in the God Lord, the God Lord is omnipotent and omnipotent, anyone can spook him and become his believer."

Surrounded by the crowd, the old priest was about to be overwhelmed by countless questioning voices, and his words were even more astonishing when he panicked.

Immediately, everyone froze in place as if struck by lightning.

The expression on his face gradually became angry. Is the god who can accommodate even demons the light, justice, and great god they believe in?

Is it just because the devil believes in him, so it seems that the devil can kill them wantonly? ?

"No! That's not what I meant, you listen to me, listen to me...I mean...wait...wait."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, the old pastor turned pale, and while comforting everyone, he opened the tome in his hand to find a reasonable answer.

It's a pity that in this [-]-plus-page divine tome, even though it contains everything, it can't give a clear answer, because no one has ever encountered such a situation.

Just when the old pastor was about to collapse, Ding Xiaoyi moved his ears and looked back at the sky, thinking, "Finally here!"

"Quiet!"

Under the deafening reprimand from the sky, everyone raised their heads involuntarily.

Everyone couldn't help being shocked when they saw Bruce, the owner of six pairs of wings, holding the holy sword and standing upright in the air.

Even though the old pastor often mentioned the existence of angels in the scriptures, they had never actually seen them. Until now, the appearance of this seraph could not help but make these lost lambs, as if they had found their faith again, kneel down piously on the ground.

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