The rising sun cast a large expanse of brilliant golden light, and the light entered through the window, shining long shadows.

When Zhao Changlin's eyes moved, his shadow suddenly became distorted, and then he stood upright.

The figure stands side by side with Zhao Changlin, generally high and low, but without facial features.

"Brother Zhao's'shadow transformation' has become more and more sophisticated."

Lin An exclaimed in admiration.

Shenfeng Dao is not a large sect with a long heritage. The reason why it can become the Zhenguo sect of the Qitang Kingdom is because it is inclusive of all rivers and gathers all kinds of scattered cultivation.

He has been with Zhao Changlin for many years, but they are not brothers. They have magical powers and different techniques.

His ‘shadow transformation magical power’ is invisible, the superior magical power for assassination and death, with the saying of ‘immortality under the sun’.

Without injury, the shadow is endless.

"What's the point of the slightest trick? I planned to fight for Brother Lin when he shot, but you can try it now to see what the so-called giant spirit **** is."

Zhao Changlin smiled slightly, the shadow on his side had broken out of the window, and suddenly disappeared under the light and shadow.

Crackling~

The sound of firecrackers spread from one end of the long street to the other. Qin Honghai wore a strong gray suit, and he was very happy when he watched the ceremony of inviting God into the house.

It has been a few months since the self-satisfaction statue, and in these few months, he has jumped from the former head of the nursery school to become a celebrity in the Keqing courtyard.

The share of Yiying enshrines is much higher than that of ordinary guest officials.

But it is precisely because of the proliferation of the ‘Giant Spirit’s Ode’, that he has gained more and more benefits, and his bones and muscles are almost comparable to a monk who has become a golden core.

The cultivation base was also approaching Jin Dan, and in the entire palace, there were only a handful of Keqing who could beat him.

"God get started!"

In the loud singing, hundreds of families on this long street opened their doors in unison, and invited a statue of a **** into the house.

This street, known as the "Sergeant Street", is where the families of elite soldiers directly under Zhenhai King's Mansion are located.

This group of people was also the first group of people to "please God" in addition to the guardian in the Royal Palace.

"Giant Spirit God..."

Qiao Sheng embraced his chest with his hands and watched this scene faintly, with a daze in his heart.

Over the past few months, after using hundreds of nursing homes, Jia Ding made an attempt. He invited himself to be the last one to try, burning incense devoutly, and worshiping the giant spirit god.

Sure enough, I found the miraculous place to worship this giant spirit god.

Every monk is nothing more than vomiting foreign essence to support himself, but not to mention ordinary people, even the golden core cultivator, can't make full use of all their abilities.

Ordinary people's mind is like drawing water from a bamboo basket, or they can keep some, but compared to waste, it seems very little.

After entering the Dao and becoming a pill, there are some changes, but it is difficult to stop all the inspiration, and you can even find that your own essence is also passing.

But all those who worship this giant spirit **** are like a body that is not leaking, and all the scattered spirits and energy will be denied to themselves.

In order to achieve more than ten times the speed of practice before.

And this is why Zhenhai King agreed to promote the giant spirit statue in the army and in the city.

The war is coming, he will not let go of all the means that can increase his strength, even if he still has concerns in his heart, he can't think about it now.

Therefore, this group of people was the first group of people in the city, but before this group of people, more than 100,000 elite armored men in Linxi Chengguan had already worshipped the Giant Spirit God.

It's just that there is always some anxiety in his heart. Such things are too weird. Why does a **** with such supernatural powers need human worship?

"Commander Joe is too worried."

When Qiao Sheng thought about it, Qin Honghai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the invitation to God finished.

He is the one who is most afraid of asking God to go wrong.

"maybe."

Qiao Sheng glanced at Qin Honghai, then turned away blankly.

Qin Honghai touched his nose and didn't care about Qiao Sheng's attitude, feeling the giant spirit **** in his heart, and his heart was peaceful.

"Qiao Sheng has been sent here, and Jomo Ke attaches great importance to this giant spirit god."

In the shadow, Zhao Changlin's shadow man whispered in his heart, he naturally recognized Qiao Sheng, the number one eagle dog of Zhenhai Palace.

Qiao Mo Ke has never missed Qiao Sheng in his years of battle.

Feeling Qiao Sheng's departure, he just followed the light changes and sneaked into a house that had just invited God.

This is an ordinary courtyard with a family of five.

A tall middle-aged man was burning incense sincerely and bowed himself and bowed: "If the gods will have spirits, please bless my mother's speedy recovery and the prince in peace..."

"Heh~"

In the shadows, Zhao Changlin sneered: "Jomo Ke will buy people's hearts."

However, even though he said so, he had to admit that the king of Zhenhai was superb.

In the past few years in South China Road, he has strangled gangsters, deterred the country gentry, built water conservancy projects, reduced taxes, and opened private schools.

Coupled with the bumper harvest year after year, there are very high prestige in the nearby roads, which has attracted a lot of people's hearts.

I don't know how many people set up a longevity tablet for him.

When he walked into the house, he was like no one else. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, in his realm, naturally didn't care about a sergeant, and looked at the statue of the **** placed on the case.

It was an extremely mighty **** general with a large axe in his hand and a dragon hovering around him. The person who portrayed the idol was very good, and the idol was quite vivid.

At first glance, there is a real sense of self-prestige.

But Zhao Changlin was not afraid, and after looking at it for a few moments, he had already stepped closer to the idol within five steps.

Hum~

Almost as soon as he stepped into five steps, the idol suddenly uttered a huge buzzing sound like a bronze bell.

"Who?"

The middle-aged man who worshipped the idol was shocked, and subconsciously pressed the long knife around his waist. When he turned around, the light of the sword was cut out.

But the next moment, he was taken aback.

In the shattered sun, behind him, there was a strange figure that was so dark that it seemed to have no facial features.

And he slashed through it, as if cutting through the air, without causing any harm at all.

"Sure enough, weird!"

Zhao Changlin was stunned by the loud noise for a moment, then smiled coldly: "Even if you are a true god, what can I do with this mud puppet?"

With a sneer, he didn't care about the family of five who was shocked by him, one step, twisting his body like a ghost.

Like black smoke, he rushed towards the humming and vibrating idol.

"what!"

But the next moment, he was struck by thunder, and his twisted figure shook wildly, under an invisible divine light, like snow covered by the scorching sun.

It was photographed without resistance!

boom!

When the cyclamen came to the top floor, there was a clicking sound, and Zhao Changlin's eyes went dark, as if he had been hit by a siege hammer on his forehead.

In a trance, I saw a tall and majestic **** in the darkness and nothingness, looking at himself coldly:

"Dog things, even if you dare to spy on the original god?!"