Of course Chigusa God didn't believe it.
One hundred thousand people don’t believe it.
A million disbeliefs.
"Oh, do you think you are a god?"
He looked at Lin Beichen with an idiot-like expression on his face and said, "You are just a weakling. I have seen your so-called miraculous combat skills, but you only relied on the secret help of this stupid woman. Now that she can no longer protect herself, you, a puppet on a string, still want to go against the will of heaven?"
Lin Beichen was furious.
Gan.
This bitch is truly a god, he has such a sharp vision.
It turned out that I had eaten soft rice before.
But so what
I eat soft food but eat hard.
How many people can do it
"Don't be afraid of him."
As Lin Beichen spoke, he pushed the Sword Master towards the battlefield and said, "Come on, don't be afraid, I will cover you from behind."
The Lord of the Sword was furious.
Although she always told Lin Beichen to get lost.
But you just got out, why did you still push me into the battlefield as if you were afraid that you couldn't run away
Scumbag man.
It's really not a good thing.
At the critical moment, the scumbag's face was exposed.
Pooh.
However, this is fine.
None of us owe anyone anything.
Dozens of thoughts passed through the mind of the sword master. In the next moment, she activated her divine power, summoned the silver sword condensed with the full moon's clear light, and slashed at Qiancao God.
"Hahaha… "
While Qiancao Shen easily withstood the attack of the sword master Jun Qiangnu Zhimo, he laughed jokingly: "As expected of you, Lin Beichen. At the critical moment, you even dare to betray the god you believe in, you..."
The words have not yet finished.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Because Lin Beichen in the distance did not escape.
Instead, he had a solemn face, as holy as a tenth-generation virgin, frozen in the void, his mouth and lips moving, mumbling words, his hands raised in front of his chest in a strange posture, his right thumb tapping crazily, as if painting, but also knotting. print…
There is a considerable power of faith surging in him.
The power of faith
Qiancaoshen was startled, his eyelids twitching wildly.
This mentally retarded prodigal is actually a member of the Shinto
But this little power of Shinto cannot pose a threat to himself.
What is he doing
The moment doubts appeared in Qiancaoshen's mind, Lin Beichen's right hand was randomly swiped in the air a few times, as if he were drawing a talisman, and finally his finger suddenly clicked somewhere.
It seems that some kind of rules have been established.
boom!
A milky white light beam, condensed like liquid essence, ejected from his body and directly hit the battle
Lord of the Sword.
"Your Majesty, the great Lord of Swords, please accept the power of faith from your closest and closest believers."
Along with Lin Beichen's tiger roar that shook the world, a miracle happened.
The divine power fluctuations in the sword master began to grow crazily.
skyrocketing.
The light pattern of divine power, like the clear brilliance of a full moon, climbed crazily in an instant.
Outside the capital, in the blue sky where the sun and moon hung high, it seemed as if a third bright moon appeared.
The frost-colored moonlight slowly spread out like mercury pouring down the ground, occupying the sky, this land, this city, this person...
…
…
Chaohui Dacheng.
"Lord Beichen has issued another divine decree."
"Quickly, follow your Lord's divine will, pray, and pray to the Lord of the Sword, Your Majesty!"
"Lord Beichen, who has rescued those who are in distress, Your Excellency, the Great Lord of Swords, thank you for giving the believers food, clothing, land, health and smiles..."
"Lord Beichen's divine decree cannot be ignored. Gou Sheng, go call your mother and your three younger sisters. Let's pray together as a family to the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian."
"Classes are suspended. Classes are temporarily suspended. All students of the Third Academy immediately pray to the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian..."
"Close the market and pray."
"Officer, please pull it out first and go down first. Let's pray to the garrison's majesty together. We'll do things later. At worst, I'll tell Mamasang that I won't charge you for the night..."
All kinds of strange conversations appeared in Zhaohui City.
at the same time.
Most of the soldiers of the Restoration Alliance Army who were on the march suddenly stopped, stood on the spot, lowered their heads and began to pray silently in their hearts...
"what happened?"
Lou Shangguan, the commander of the Forbidden Army, frowned and asked.
It is a big taboo to stop the troops suddenly without a military order.
He has considered whether to chop off the heads of a few disobedient soldiers to clarify military discipline.
"Reporting back to the general, it was Lin... Lin Tianren issued another divine edict, asking the soldiers to pray to the master of the sword, Jun Mian, so the troops stopped on their own!"
The personal guard returned from questioning and knelt down on one knee to report.
"this… "
Loushanguan has nothing to say.
Because not far away, he saw Qian Qian riding a giant green wolf, also praying devoutly with her hands clasped in front of her chest.
Can't afford to offend.
…
…
Outside the capital, in the night sky.
The Lord of the Sword felt the sudden and powerful power of faith.
The power of these beliefs is so pure and so firm.
An endless stream.
Continuously bursting out from Lin Beichen's body, pouring into her body, filling every part of her body, making her feel
The long-lost feeling of swelling and congestion.
Divine power.
Powerful divine power.
The master of the sword's Shinto realm began to soar continuously.
Boom boom boom!
In the collision between guns and swords, the situation developed from one-sided to evenly matched.
"How could this be?"
Qiancaoshen's expression changed wildly, and little question marks popped up crazily in his mind.
What method is this
See the unseen, hear the unheard.
"Divinity - One Sword Moon Dusk."
The Lord of the Sword was ecstatic, but also very calm. He didn't know how long such a surge in divine power could last, so he immediately activated his ultimate move.
"Magic - Skyfire burns the city."
Qiancao Shen was frightened and used divine magic to fight back.
far away.
Lin Beichen finished pretending.
He held his phone and refreshed it constantly.
14.5 million…
15.5 million…
17 million…
18 million…
On the Sword Lord's Weibo homepage on the mobile phone screen, the number of fans is growing crazily, and in the blink of an eye, it has surpassed Qiangushen...
And the third personal Weibo post he just posted, "We are in urgent need, please pray in the name of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian", the number of comments has exceeded 3 million, and the number of retweets has been 600...
It can be seen that some people forwarded it twice.
We don’t know what the effect of forwarding it twice will be.
But obviously, after the transformation of the mobile phone of Death, Weibo APP is really a great way to divert fans by sharing fans.
Although there had been small experiments before and the effect was already known, Lin Beichen was still shocked.
Doesn't this mean that I can make money by accepting 'commercial advertisements' in the future
As long as you can afford the price, no matter which god it is, as long as you post a Weibo, you can bless it with the power of faith... Tsk, tsk, tsk, it feels perverted just thinking about it.
"ah… "
In the battlefield, the angry screams of Qiancao God were heard.
A bloody arm whirled and fell in the void.
The divine blood dyed a large area of the sky red.
"What on earth did you do?"
The god Qiancao, who had lost his arm, felt the great crisis. He quickly retreated, staring at Lin Beichen, and roared in anger.
"Ha, guess what."
Lin Beichen raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows, and said slightly: "You look so angry... It really makes a handsome man like me feel happy."
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Today is the fourth update again. I wonder if I can withstand it
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