Chapter 2092 You are destined to my religion

Style: Fantasy Author: fish and meatWords: 2192Update Time: 24/01/18 18:21:32
Li Xiaobai is destined not to know what happened on the island.

At this moment.

Outside a certain city in the God Realm.

Two groups of people are confronting each other, and the atmosphere is tense.

On one side is a monk from the sect wearing fluttering white clothes and holding an immortal sword.

On one side were ordinary people dressed in coarse linen and holding a rolling pin in their hands.

"My Baiyi Sect is recruiting corvees under the orders of the Lord of Baiyi City. How dare you disobey us? Do you want to overthrow the world?"

"The city suffered a flood and is now in ruins. This corvee is to rebuild your home. In the final analysis, it is also for your own benefit. I hope these old men will not realize it."

A young man headed by the Baiyimen said calmly.

His name is Zeng Pingping, and he is a disciple of the Lord of the City in White. Although he is only the weakest disciple, he still has the cultivation level of the Virtual God Realm, and is only one step away from reaching the Dao Fruit.

I thought it would be easy to capture some people to build the city, but I didn't expect that the people in the city suddenly united and fought against the white-clothed monks, and they were able to suppress them.

The boxing technique called "Materialist Iron Fist" gave ordinary people the capital to compete with the Baiyi Sect. It was extremely difficult to deal with, and he had no choice but to take action personally.

"Haha, I have no objection to the city repair, but your city lord is so ambitious that he actually wants to take this opportunity to turn the entire city into the territory of the Baiyi Sect!"

"Since the city lord is not prepared to give us a place to stay, why should we build the city? We can only leave here and build your own sect."

In front of the mortal camp, an old man said lightly. He was holding a big black pot with some blood stains on it. It had obviously hit many people.

The old man's name is Zheng Biaobiao. He is over seventy this year. He was originally a little old man who stepped into the coffin with one foot. A few days ago, he got a leaflet and practiced the "Iron Fist of Materialism" recorded on it, and he became a Taoist.

Perhaps because of his excellent talent, his practice of this boxing technique has progressed by leaps and bounds. He doesn't even need to understand it. He can get started just by looking at it. In just a few days, his practice of this boxing technique is far ahead among the mortals in the city.

It is precisely because of this that the mortals, led by him, gradually ignite their old hearts with passion.

"You immortal thing, I'm telling you to give you face. Since you don't want to cooperate, then I will kill you until you surrender!"

"Fuck me!"

Zeng Pingping was furious and gave an order. The monk behind him stepped on the flying sword and rushed towards the mortal in front of him.

"I also went to the battlefield when I was young. I saw the emperor guarding the country's gates and the king's courage to die for the country. How can I be afraid of you Xiaoxiao!"

Zheng Biaobiao walked as fast as flying, raised the big black pots, one pot at a time, and knocked the monks off the flying swords, hitting them dizzy.

Seeing how brave he was, the people behind him rushed forward and fought with the monks from the White Clothes Sect.

Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, it was difficult to distinguish.

Suddenly, a dark object in the sky hit the ground. There was a loud rumble, gravel rolled, and a huge crater appeared squarely in the center of the battlefield.

The common people and the monks from the white-clothed sect immediately separated on both sides, staring at the bottomless huge pit with vigilant eyes.

"What's this?"

"Is it the Baiyi Sect's big killer?"

"If I were born with a mortal body and was hit by that thing, I would definitely die."

Zheng Biaobiao was greatly shocked. It was okay for them to beat the little shrimps, but if a master really emerged, a hundred of them wouldn't be enough for him.

The monks from the White Clothes Sect were not much better. They glanced at Zheng Biaobiao with suspicious eyes. They suspected that this was the opponent's trump card, but they felt that something was wrong.

How could a mere mortal who has only practiced "Materialist Iron Fist" for a few days have such power?

No one on both sides dared to move, and there was some movement in the pit.

"The way you fall is so exciting. Can't flying satisfy you anymore?"

"Flying is not as fast as free landing. Let's land directly with a snap. It won't hurt me anyway."

"I don't know where I landed. I hope the gods won't chase me."

"Don't worry, we jumped from the clouds. The height difference is only a few centimeters, and the distance is thousands of miles. We have already left the range below the floating island."

There were two people talking, a man and a woman, communicating while climbing outward.

Everyone saw a hand stretching out from the edge of the pit, and then a young man's head sticking out.

But when the young man climbed out completely, everyone's scalp was numb and they felt an inexplicable fear.

Because there is a beautiful head on that young man's shoulder.

I thought it was a man and a woman, but I didn't expect it to be a mutated species, a creature with two heads that fell from the clouds without dying. What kind of monster is this?

"You...what are you?"

Zeng Pingping backed away nervously, asking sharply while retreating.

But soon he stopped talking, because another pair of slender hands grew from Li Xiaobai's back. Those hands held up with force, and a woman's body split from his body like a tear.

This scene was too weird for them to understand, but they were greatly shocked.

"I am the leader of the Materialist Theocratic Religion. Under the orders of the God of Materialism, I have come to spread the ideas of our religion on the earth."

"I see that there seems to be some dispute among you, so why don't you listen to me? You all have strange muscles and bones, and you are all destined to my divine religion. You might as well join my divine religion and become a believer in my religion!"

Li Xiaobai glanced at the battlefield and immediately knew what happened.

From now on, he considers himself the leader of the religion and spreads materialism. Disputes don't matter. Anyway, as long as you are alive, you must join his sect.

"Materialist theism?"

"Is it the sect of the god of materialism, and are you his disciple?"

Hearing this, Zeng Pingping's expression changed instantly. If we were to say which god is the most famous now, it must be this god. He did not show his face, but he vividly showed his strength to the world.

These mortals who can fight against monks after practicing for a few days are the best proof.

"Yes, this is the "Materialist Iron Fist", you can start practicing immediately."

"From today onwards, both of you will join our religion. From now on, you will worship my dock and work for our religion. You are both your own people. Please stop fighting."

Li Xiaobai took out a stack of flyers and threw them to Zeng Pingping.

"My disciple of the Baiyi Sect, Zeng Pingping, is the true successor of the Lord of Baiyi City. If you, senior, want to spread the sect, I can introduce you to him."

Zeng Pingping frowned slightly. He couldn't figure out Li Xiaobai's details, so he didn't dare to make mistakes and acted very humble.

Li Xiaobai's eyes lit up when he heard this: "I didn't expect there to be a sect here. Well, well, well, the name Baiyi Sect is related to my divine religion. You should join my divine religion!"

"Where is your city lord? Take me there and I will have a chat with him. From now on, we will all be members of the divine religion."

Zeng Pingping was stunned. He didn't expect that the young man who claimed to be the leader could be so unreasonable. He even named the Baiyi Sect, but the other party actually uttered wild words about taking back his sect as well.

Since you are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me. You just happened to take it back and let the teacher dignify and torture you to find out the information about the god of materialism.

Thinking of this, he smiled: "Okay, senior, please move to Baiyi City."