Chapter 864: What did you do

Of course Qiancao God didn't believe it.
　　 Hundred thousand unbelievers.
　　 One million unbelievers.
　　 "Heh, do you think you are a god?"
He looked at Lin Beichen with an idiotic expression on his face, and said: "You are just a bug who eats soft rice. I have seen your so-called miracle combat skills, but they are only relying on the secret help of this stupid woman. Now, she can't protect herself, you, the thread-lifting puppet, still want to guard against the sky?"
　　 Lin Beichen's gas knot.
　　淦.
　　 This dog is worthy of being a god, really sharp-eyed.
　　 I can see that I have eaten soft rice before.
　　 But so what?
　　 I have soft and hard food.
　　 How many people can do it?
　　 "Don't be afraid of him."
　　 Lin Beichen said, slamming the Lord of the Sword to the battlefield, saying: "Come on, don't persuade, I will cover you behind."
　　The lord of the sword is impatient.
　　 Although she has always let Lin Beichen roll.
　　 But you just rolled away, why did you push me into the battlefield even if you were afraid of not running away?
　　 scumbag man.
　　 is really not a good thing.
　　 At the critical moment, the scum's face was exposed.
　　呸.
　　 However, this is also good.
　　None of us owes anyone anymore.
　　 Dozens of thoughts flashed through the mind of the Lord of Swords, and in the next moment, she urged her divine power again, summoning a silver sword of condensed full moon and clear glory, and slashed towards the of thousands of grasses.
　　 "Hahaha..."
　　 Thousand Grass God easily resisted the attack of the lord of the sword at the end of the sword, while laughing jokingly: "As expected, Lin Beichen, at the critical moment, even the gods he believes in, dare to betray, you..."
　　 The voice did not fall.
　　 The laughter stopped abruptly.
　　Because of Lin Beichen in the distance, he did not escape.
Instead, he has a solemn and holy face like a tenth generation virgin, stagnant and empty, his mouth and lips are moving, his hands are raised in a strange posture on his chest, and his right thumb is madly dotted, like painting and knotting. Print...
　　 There is a strong power of faith surging in him.
　　The power of faith?
　　 Thousand Grass God was startled, his eyelids jumped wildly.
　　 This brain-worn prodigal is also a man of Shinto?
　　 But the power of God's way does not pose a threat to oneself.
What is he doing?
　　 The moment when the doubts appeared in Qiancao Shen's heart, I saw Lin Beichen's right hand randomly drew a few times in the void, as if he was drawing a talisman, and finally his finger slammed somewhere.
　　 seems to be a certain rule being established.
　　 Boom!
　　 A creamy-white beam of light, condensed like a liquid substance, ejected from his body, directly hitting the lord of the sword in battle.
　　 "Under the crown of the great Sword Lord, please bear the power of faith from your closest followers."
　　 Along with Lin Beichen's roar of tigers roaring between heaven and earth, a miracle appeared.
　　 The divine power on the Lord of Sword fluctuates, and it starts to grow wildly.
　　 skyrocketed.
　　 The light pattern of divine power, like a full moon and clear, instantly climbed crazily.
　　 Outside the capital, in the blue sky above the sun and moon, it seemed as if the third round of bright and bright moon appeared.
　　 The frosty moonlight spreads slowly like a mercury puddle, occupying this day, this place, this city, this person...
　　……
　　……
　　 Chaohui Great City.
　　 "Master Beichen has made a divine order again."
　　 "Hurry up, follow the Lord's decree, pray, pray to the Lord of Swords!"
　　 "Lord Beichen, the great Lord of Swords, who saved the distressed and distressed, thank you for giving the believers food, clothing, land, health and smiles..."
　　 "Master Beichen's divine decree must not be ignored, the dog is left, hurry up and call your mother and your three sisters, and our family will pray to the Lord of Swords."
　　 "Classes are suspended, classes are temporarily suspended, all the students of the Third Academy, immediately pray to the Sword Lord..."
　　 "The market is closed, pray."
　　 "Officials, please pull out first, go down first, we will pray to the garrison's crown together, and we will do business later, the big deal is that the slave family will tell mother Sang that you will not be charged for the night..."
　　 All kinds of strange dialogues appeared in Chaohui City.
at the same time.
　　Most of the soldiers of the Coalition Forces who were on the rapid march suddenly stopped and stood still, bowing their heads and praying silently in their hearts...
"what happened?"
　　 The Forbidden Army Commander Lou Shanguan frowned and asked.
　　 There is no military order, and it is a taboo to stop the army suddenly.
　　 He has already considered whether to chop off a few disobedient soldiers and dogs to clarify the military discipline.
　　 "Returning to the general, it is Lin... Lin Tianren issued a divine decree and asked the soldiers to pray to the Lord of Swords, so the troops stopped by themselves!"
　　 The guard returned from questioning and reported on one knee.
"This……"
　　 Loushan Pass has nothing to say.
　　 Because he saw not far away, Qianqian who was riding a giant green wolf also prayed religiously with her hands folded in front of her chest.
　　 can't afford to offend.
　　……
　　……
　　 Outside the capital, the night sky.
　　 The Lord of Sword felt the sudden and powerful power of faith.
　　 The power of these beliefs is so pure and so firm.
　　 An endless stream.
　　 constantly burst from Lin Beichen's body, pouring into her body, filling every part of her body, making her feel the long-lost swelling and congestion.
　　 supernatural power.
　　 a powerful supernatural power.
　　 The Shinto realm of the Lord of Sword began to soar continuously.
　　 Boom boom boom!
　　In the collision of the gun and the sword, it developed from one side to a close match.
　　 "How can this be?"
　　 Qiancao's expression changed wildly, and small question marks popped up in his mind.
　　 What is this?
　　 Unseen, unheard of.
　　 "Divine Art-One Sword Moon Twilight."
　　 The Lord of Sword was ecstatic in his heart, but he was also very calm. He didn't know how long such a surge of divine power could last, and he immediately activated his big move.
　　 "Divine Art-Sky Fire Burning City."
　　 Thousand Grass God was shocked, and resisted with magical magic.
far away.
　　 Lin Beichen pretended to be over.
　　 He held the phone and kept refreshing it.
　　14.5 million...
　　15.5 million...
　　17 million...
　　 18 million...
　　 On the Sword Lord’s Weibo homepage on the screen of the phone, the number of fans is growing crazily, and in a blink of an eye, it has surpassed the Thousand Grass God...
　　 And the third personal Weibo he just posted, "Hundred Thousand Hurry, Pray in the Name of the Lord of Swords", the message has exceeded 3 million, and the forwarding is 600...
　　 It can be seen that some people have reposted it twice.
　　 What is the effect of forwarding twice? I don’t know.
　　 But it is clear that after the death change, Weibo APP, a diversion method for sharing fans, is really awesome.
　　 Although there have been small experiments before and the effect has long been known, Lin Beichen was still surprised.
　　 Doesn't this mean that you can earn money by receiving ‘business advertisements’ in the future?
　　 As long as the price is affordable, no matter which it is, as long as he writes his own Weibo, he can bless him with the power of faith...Tsk tusk tusk, think about it, I feel abnormal.
"what……"
　　 In the battlefield, the angry screams of the Thousand Grass God came.
　　 A arm spun down in the void.
　　The blood of God stained the sky red.
　　 "What the did you do?"
　　The Thousand Grass God with his broken arm felt the great crisis. He backed away quickly, staring at Lin Beichen, and roared in anger.
　　 "Ha, guess."
　　 Lin Beichen raised his and rubbed his eyebrows, and said slightly authentic: "You look so furious...it really makes a beautiful man like me feel happy."
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Today, I hit the fourth watch again. I wonder if I can withstand it?
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