Chapter 135 The Millennium Sword
Every god hopes that believers will be loyal.
Of course, the believing race they cultivated with their own hands, because life is born from their divine power, is born with absolute faith in the Lord God.
Even if those religious races are allowed to die, there will be no ambiguity.
But it is precisely because these religious races were born from their divine power that their life levels will always be under the gods and cannot become new gods.
But, if it is a believer who has conquered...
It is completely possible to grow to the level of the gods, or even become a god!
But it is difficult for the conquered believers to have devout faith.
And the more loyal Lin Fan is to Daxia, the happier the goddess becomes.
As long as this faith is transferred to oneself...this will be a loyal believer to oneself!
"Don't worry, I will make you believe in me."
"I hope you will still be so determined when the time comes."
The goddess smiled and kicked out!
"boom!"
Lin Fan slammed into the Great Steel Wall, and the hard wall cracked again because of the impact!
"boom!"
Lin Fan slowly slid down the city wall, hunched over like a shrimp, clutching his stomach and vomiting blood.
His internal organs were shattered at this moment!
But Lin Fan still tried to stand up!
"Haha," the goddess slowly walked up to Lin Fan: "Kneel down."
Lin Fan gasped and said intermittently: "You'd better not let me stand up..."
"boom!"
Another kick!
Lin Fan's orifices began to bleed, and his hands with broken bones supported the ground limply, trying to lift his body and try to stand up.
"Kneel down." The goddess walked over again and looked at Lin Fan with cold eyes.
"boom!"
Another kick!
She kicked Lin Fan again and again, and the figure who had dared to slash the god just now was like a rotten rubber ball under her feet, hitting the Great Steel Wall again and again, leaving blood-stained traces, and then fell to the ground.
Each time was accompanied by immense pain.
But she didn't want Lin Fan to die, so she used a trace of divine power to protect Lin Fan's heart, allowing Lin Fan to survive the pain of his internal organs and bones being constantly broken!
This is a gift from the goddess!
Lin Fan could clearly feel that his ribs were shattered and pierced into his lungs. The broken bones were piercing into the muscles and constantly stirring. The heartbreaking pain made him want to scream, but he couldn't.
"Kneel down." The goddess came over again.
The voice is elegant and moving, but also extremely cold.
Lin Fan pushed his head hard against the ground, tried to lift his knees off the ground, and tried to stand up. The sound of coughing up blood came from the soil: "Kill me... give me a good time..."
"Kill you?" The goddess smiled: "Why should I kill you?"
"You are my favorite believer, tsk tsk, demigod... As long as you are willing to kneel down, I can grant you divine power, and even share your godhood with you, making you a god who only obeys me."
"Moreover……"
She raised her head and looked at the humans on the Great Steel Wall, "You are the hope in their hearts. If I kill you, maybe they will reject me even more."
"Although faith can also be created through killing, so that they believe in me in fear. But... I don't really want to kill my potential believers in the future."
"As long as you kneel down and they see that the hope in their hearts is surrendering to the gods, their original beliefs will be shattered."
"They will believe in me."
"How about it, as long as you kneel down..." The goddess smiled and bent down, looking at Lin Fan's bloody face, and said with a smile: "As long as you believe in me, they will all live, and you will become a demigod."
this moment.
Lin Fan suddenly began to waver in his heart.
"As long as they believe in you...can they survive?" Lin Fan stared blankly at the glorious goddess in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming distracted.
But the next moment.
“Buzz!!!”
A voice permeates heaven and earth.
That sound was the sound of swords!
A sword comes out of Daxia!
A ray of sword light swept out from behind the Great Steel Wall.
"Boy, don't forget why you knelt in front of me for three days and three nights!"
The rebuke was thunderous!
Hearing these words, Lin Fan, who was in a daze, suddenly became clear in his mind, and murmured in a low voice: "I kneel down just so that the 140,000,000 Daxia people don't have to kneel down to the gods."
"Senior Zhang Feng, you are still here..."
The goddess frowned slightly and raised her head to look.
A middle-aged man in white robe stepped on an ancient sword and came through the air!
The aura was so powerful that the goddess couldn't help but frown and said with a frown: "Who are you?"
"Da Xia Shu Mountain, a half-step swordsman, Zhang Feng."
That was the homeless man who Lin Fan wasted three days on just begging him to come down the mountain!
Zhang Feng!
At this moment, he no longer had any intention of covering up, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura, just like two people!
"Boy, you really deserve to die." Zhang Feng looked at Lin Fan and said with a smile: "You spent three days begging for help and ruined my thousand-year heritage!"
No matter how Lin Fan knelt down to him at that time, he just said that the time had not come yet.
The sword was never unsheathed.
Passed down from generation to generation in his lineage, the sword energy of this sword has been cultivated for nine hundred and ninety-seven years.
There are only three years left and a thousand years of sword energy before he can become a sword immortal!
The time has not yet come!
Raising swords from generation to generation, saving for thousands of years, just to find a sword immortal.
And now.
It was only three years, but he still came down the mountain.
Even though he knew that once he took action, he would never become a swordsman again, he still went down the mountain.
"Then why are you still here..." Lin Fan was already weak.
"Because the time has come."
Zhang Feng lowered his head and looked at the goddess standing in front of Lin Fan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the ancient sword under his feet rushed into his hand.
The ancient sword vibrated and buzzed, with a sense of joy.
"You've been suppressing it for too long, haven't you?" Zhang Feng said softly.
The goddess slowly floated up and once again condensed a trident in her hand.
Her eyes were a little nervous.
Although the guy in front of me is still an ant, he is not a god.
But it gave her a feeling of extreme danger!
Even... the feeling of being able to kill her!
This was a bit incomprehensible to her, but the almost instinctive feeling made her hair stand on end, as if the ant in front of her was not a human at all, but a sword with a sharp edge!
This made her dare not even take the initiative!
"Actually, it's not yet time." Zhang Feng looked at the ancient sword in his hand, which had accumulated sword energy for nearly a thousand years and had never been unsheathed, with a somewhat complicated expression.
With this sword strike, the thousand-year sword energy dissipated, and the savings of countless generations of ancestors were instantly dispersed.
You can't become a swordsman yourself.
but.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the god, and then laughed: "When you walk towards Daxia, the time has come."
"Let it stay peacefully in the box, and it will only gather dust."
"Fuck the Sword Immortal and Sword Qi, Daxia is the most precious thing left to us by our ancestors!"
"It's a sword, so you should pull it out and kill the enemy with blood!"
"Changlanglang!"
The sword is unsheathed!
This sword that has been covered in dust for thousands of years and has been cultivated for thousands of years is suddenly unsheathed!
The light was bright, and the terrifying sword energy surged out at this moment. In the ocean beneath him, the giant sea beasts were shattered inch by inch under the erosion of the sword energy!
"This sword is for Daxia!"
Zhang Feng, who was only three years away from becoming a swordsman, still thrust out this sword!
Thousands of years of sword energy, just for a moment!
"boom!!"
The huge sword in his hand was like a pillar, and the terrifying sword energy almost condensed into an entity. A long dragon of sword energy roared out and rushed towards the goddess!
"God, how about trying Daxia's sword!"
