A faint light suddenly appeared in the deep and dark dome of Gaotianyuan.

Immediately afterwards, the light outlined a young man in a bathrobe. His face had some golden patterns of unknown significance, and many white lotus lights and shadows were hovering around him.

He lowered his head and looked at Chen Lue calmly:

"Yaki. Why do you look a little surprised?"

Viashamontian shook his finger.

The silk threads tied the shriveled bodies of these gods, like strings of cured meat fluttering in the wind.

"Here ~

"Are these your old enemies? You should be happy that they have become like today."

Chen Lie observed these threads secretly.

There seems to be huge power in these lines, which come from the dying gods, all flowing towards the Visakhsharmonic heaven.

It is the power of faith.

Viajjān is taking the power of faith in Gaotianyuan through these silk threads, so this place becomes so miserable and desolate.

He raised his head and asked:

"Are you stealing Gao Tianyuan's faith?"

Viashamantian shrugged:

"I don't like stealing this word, but I'm too lazy to correct it if you insist on saying that.

“That’s right.

"For hundreds of years, the oracles received by the priests in the mortal world, and even the messages received by the underworld, are actually my intentions, Yaqi..."

He looked up and down Chen Lue, and suddenly changed his tone:

"I didn't expect that your strength is far beyond Amaterasu.

"It's better...... to accept the transformation of the Heavenly Man race. I can promise you that when the Heavenly Man comes back to the mortal world, you will never have any worries about your life."

Chen Lue's strength at level 150 was indeed beyond Via Shamiantian's expectations.

If such a strong man can conquer the servants of the celestial race, it would be of course the best.

Chen frowned:

Accept the transformation of the Heavenly Man race?

He looked at the dilapidated high-rise land above the dilapidated high-rise land, and refused the "olive branch" handed over by Visakhsamtian on the spot.

Gao Tianyuan's old guys are already mushy enough...

All of them were played so badly.

How terrifying and insidious the style of the celestial race is, it is simply unimaginable. Submitting to them? It is absolutely impossible.

However, Chen Lue did not immediately deny it, but asked:

“Your invitation…I can consider it.

"But before that, you have to let me figure out a few things."

He had many questions and needed to find the answer from Visakhsamtian.

oh?

Viashamontian raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly:

"Can."

Chen Lu cleared his throat and started the first question:

"First of all, why did the Heavenly Man race invade Gao Tianyuan's faith? With your strength, there seems to be no need for this."

A smile appeared on the corner of Viashamantian's mouth:

"You might as well tell you.

"In ancient times, the celestial race also lived in the mortal world. Because of its different appearances from the human race, it was exiled to the desolate back of the moon."

He raised his hand and a picture appeared:

On the back of the moon, the celestial race built its own towns and civilizations, and various tall and brilliant buildings continued, not inferior to the mortal world.

"Fortunately, we are lucky.

"Although the moon is desolate, it contains the unique spiritual energy of the moon. It not only allows us to survive successfully, but also improves our strength by leaps and bounds."

Swish-

The picture changes.

The more powerful celestial race made a comeback. In order to avenge the exile of that year, countless soldiers set out from the back of the moon and rushed to the mortal world.

For a moment, corpses in the mortal world were everywhere.

Chen Lue could smell a strong smell of blood even through the illusion.

Swish-

The screen changes again.

Viashamontian snorted:

"But at that time, there were indeed some interesting characters in the mortal world."

In the picture, many slightly familiar scenes suddenly appear:

The West Asians sitting under the Bodhi tree, the white man crucified, and the old man riding a green cow through Hangu Pass...

"At that time, powerful figures in the mortal world started sects and integrated their faith.

"Even if the times make heroes."

On Japan Island, it was Izanami, and Izanagi officially established the Takatabara.

call--

Viashamon breathed a sigh of relief:

"These guys took advantage of the fact that the Heavenly Man race was not prepared to knock us back to the back of the moon, and at the same time used the power of faith to set up barriers between the mortal world and the moon to prevent us from returning to the mortal world."

Hearing this, Chen Lue had roughly guessed the conspiracy of the Heavenly Man race:

Erosion of the power of faith in the mortal world.

Viajjámtian stole Gaotianyuan in order to control all the power of the believers in the mortal world in the hands of the heavenly race.

etc!

The faith in the mortal world is far more than the Gaotianyuan!

At least there are Buddhism, Taoism, etc....

Could it be...

He slowly widened his eyes.

Via Sham Tian saw through Chen Lu's thoughts:

“You guessed it right.

"I am just one of the generals of the Heavenly Man Clan, and I am only responsible for conquering Gao Tianyuan. As for other sects in various parts of the mortal world, of course, other heavenly man are responsible.

"Although you are the powerful evil god here,

"What you may see is just the tip of the iceberg, the frog in the well."

After explaining, he seemed a little impatient:

"Okay, I've said so much...

"Yati Orochi, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Lue began to mobilize his divine power quickly:

"How about it?

"Of course... I'm going to destroy you!"

His eyes lit up instantly, and the true body of the Yaki Snake appeared behind him like a mountain, and a huge shadow enveloped most of the desolate Gaotianyuan.

boom!

Eight snake heads spewed out divine flames at the same time, rendering the surrounding world into a purple color.

[Demon Skill] The Flame of Divine Anger.

"oh?"

Viashamon is neither too fast nor too slow.

He picked one from the white lotus surrounding him, pinched his fingers and threw it down lightly.
To be continued...