Chapter 1529: Thunder god

Thunder God Sect, famous earthquake floods!
It's not how strong Thunder King Sect is, but it was founded by people who came out of a small world.
Dare to be a self-righteous of thunder, standing upright and flooding is enough to explain everything.
After years of development, no one can be sure how strong Thunder King Sect is!
What's even more uncertain is how huge Thunder King Sect is.
Those who come out of the small world, unless their strength is against the sky, will be more or less crowded out by those who were born and raised in the wasteland.
How easy is it to survive in the flood?
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But there is one place that is not, and that is Thunder King Sect.
Of those who can get out of the small world, which is not a vertical wizard, after adapting to the rules of the flood and wasteland, they soon showed strong strength.
For many years, Thunder God Zong has acted in a low-key manner and cultivated energy, but this has not affected the reputation of Thunder God Zong in every corner of the flood.
Huge strength means a huge territory and a rebound of powerful forces around it.
Zhongzhou is vast, and it is not difficult to find Thunder God.
After Chen Yun led the way, the three of them galloped for half a year, and Thor was on the lookout.
"Brother Fang, are you really from a small world?"
After getting together for half a year, Fang Bai became the elder brother in Ji Xuening's mouth.
I heard that Fang Bai is from a small world. Ji Xuening finds it unbelievable. In her opinion, the small world powerhouse is weaker than the Honghuang powerhouse. How can it be so strong?
"Is there anything wrong?"
Fang Bai asked with a smile, and gradually found that Hong Huang came from a small world, and there was nothing to hide.
"That's not true, it's just curiosity." Ji Xuening said, "What exactly is a small world?"
"Uh……"
Fang Bai was speechless, and even he couldn't figure it out, how could he answer?
Barbarism, Gallo is naturally a small world to the flood, but will there be a larger world outside the flood?
Fang Bai couldn't help but think of the mysterious state when he was savage. Would the mysterious state also be a kind of small world, but the secret state was too small.
And is the small world equivalent to a mysterious existence for the flood?
To solve the mystery of the vast universe, there is a long way to go. With his current strength, it is far from enough!
In the distance, there is golden light shining, as if the whole earth is bathed in golden light, and the sun in the sky loses its color. This is the mighty power.
Thunder King Sect is here!
The three fell into the void, walking through the golden light, Fang Bai stepped lightly and looked up into the distance.
Now he also gradually understands the difference between refining a small world to become a and collecting the power of faith to become a god. The golden light comes from the power of faith to become a god.
It stands to reason that even if such a exists, it shouldn't be that the disciples of Thunder God Zong become believers.
Chen Ye also noticed something wrong, looking back.
"Let's go!"
Fang Bai sighed in his heart. Whenever he came, he would be safe. In any case, he must first complete the rules of heaven and earth. I believe this is only part of Thunder God Sect.
The deeper it goes, the more powerful Jin Guang's power is, the subtle influence on people's knowledge of the sea, Fang Bai and Chen Yan are nothing, Ji Xuening can't hold on, his eyes are blurred.
"What a god!"
Fang Bai was secretly indifferent. He actually used this method to run with anger, the golden light spreading around, and Ji Xuening instantly returned to clear.
"No!"
Chen Yan hurriedly spoke, but it was too late.
"Bold!"
There was a rage in the sky, like a thunder, and a figure came up, stopped over the three, and looked down coldly, "Blasphemy, what sin!"
Looking up, the comer was a sage-seven man, with proud eyes without the slightest emotion, as if looking down at an ant.
Fang Bai forbeared his anger, and said lightly: "From the small world below, I heard that there is an elixir of the rules of heaven and earth blended in the thunder sect, and came here to buy it, but please be convenient."
"shut up!"
The cold drink sounded again, "No one cares where you come from, and no one cares what you do. Blasphemy, destiny should be dead, and you won't be arrested?"
At this point, Fang Bai's anger was burning in his chest. What about the gods? It's just a stronger saint!
Gathering the power of faith by disturbing the minds of others is even more shameful than plundering, and more shameless than killing others!
If he weren't strong enough, I'm afraid it won't be long before he will become a faithful believer in others.
"I don't feel offended by the gods, let alone feel guilty!"
"My son." Chen Yan whispered, but was stopped by Fang Bai. The trouble came, and he couldn't escape. Even if he now bowed down and pleaded guilty, there would still be no difference.
Even if you die, you must stand dead!
"Bold!"
The saint sevenfold man yelled, "Blasphemy against the gods, dare to quibble, and grab my hand, or do I have to do it?" Perhaps it is seen that Chen Zhi is a saint who is ninefold, and this man did not rush to do it.
"The son must not be impulsive," Chen Yan said hastily.
"I know."
According to reason, striving is one thing, and doing it is another. If it is a last resort, Fang Bai will not be stupid enough to act, but only temporarily endure and take the opportunity to act.
"I follow you!"
Humph!
The saint sevenfold man sneered, "Let's see you, come with me." The voice dropped, and he walked in the air in the direction of Jin Guang, without turning his head back, and was not afraid of Fang Bai's escape.
Of course, Fang Bai didn't dare to escape, how could he escape here?
Gradually, small towns appeared around, and in the distance, towering statues stood in the city.
It was a handsome and extraordinary young man, with golden light on his face, and his deep eyes looked toward the nine heaven stars, as if full of longing.
"Faster."
The impatient voice of a seven-sage man from the sage came from a high altitude, suddenly speeding up, but Fang Bai had no choice but to speed up to catch up.
The towns are passing by, and the golden light is getting richer. After a hundred thousand miles, the sevenfold man of the saint still has no intention to stop.
Fang Bai was secretly surprised. Was the thunder so huge?
Two hundred thousand miles passed in the blink of an eye, a towering city suddenly appeared in front of me, a statue as high as many feet, exuding bright golden light, standing in the center of the city.
The towering city wall is so small in front of the statue, finally arrived?
Where is this ancestral gate, it is simply an empire!
The saint sevenfold man fell outside the city gate and said indifferently, "Follow!"
Entering the city, I immediately felt a majestic force coming forward. After all, once shot, Fang Bai really ran to keep Ji Xue behind him, and then moved forward.
Humph!
The sage sevenfold man snorted coldly, his cold eyes glanced back, "wait for the punishment of the gods!" Then he turned around and ignored Fang Bai again.
Walking on the street, the hurried crowd was extremely silent.
Peace and quiet? lifeless?
Fang Bai couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, but he always felt that the large city was less angry, and a group of walking dead had no vitality.
"What a terrible power of faith!"
Fang Bai did not expect that the power of faith will make people like this. Perhaps they can only find themselves after they have reached a certain level.
"wrong!"
Suddenly Fang Bai felt that something was wrong. If so, would there be so many people willing to worship the gods?
"Is it? Quasi-God!"
Fang Bai was taken aback by his thoughts. Slavery could not last for a long time. Real gods would not do this, and would make his followers feel that it was an honor to believe him.
After half an hour, I came to the center of the city. It was a very wide square, and the towering statues stood out, shining golden light.
The crowd was kneeling densely under the statue, and roughly 40,000 to 50,000 people were praying prayerfully.
The saint sevenfold man turned back and said indifferently, "Kneel down and ask for forgiveness from the gods!"
Fang Bai heard the words, his eyes were cold, let alone a quasi-god, the true gods could not let him kneel, and some things were defended with life!
"My son!"
Chen Yan whispered, and he was going to kneel, Fang Bai coldly whispered: "No kneeling!"
"This……"
Chen Xuan was indifferent. One side was a god, and the other was the man who controlled his spirit. No one could offend. Anyone who offended was dead.
"Ok?"
The sevenfold man of the sage looked with cold eyes, "You know, your only chance to live is to pray for the forgiveness of the gods!"
Fang Bai said indifferently: "I have no sin, so why forgive me, I don't need anyone to forgive me!"
"presumptuous!"
The saint sevenfold man whispered coldly: "At this moment, dare to speak the blasphemy of the gods and find my own way!"
boom!
The words fell, and countless frantic and cold eyes shot like sharp swords, as if watching the enemies who don't share the sky, and swallowing them alive.
"What a terrible look!"
Fang Bai did not feel so terrible under the eyes of the gods. These people's eyes are full of madness, madness of faith, and madness to lose themselves!