Accidentally drew out the god card and suppressed the heavens

"Who the hell are you? There is no strong man named Zhang Daozhe in Sanqingguan." The black-clothed burly man asked.

In the past few days, he had inquired about Zhou Fang's identity, and knew that he entered the city as a disciple of Sanqing Temple.

Bang!

When the strong man in black was speaking, Zhou Fang tore another man's body, turned his head and said:

"It doesn't matter who I am, are you ready to be smashed by me?"

"Let's get closer, don't let him break down one by one," said the strong man in black.

The remaining 8 people quickly huddled together and gathered together.

"Exactly, let's solve it together!"

A transparent gray blade more than 40 meters long appeared above the heads of the eight people.

All-match supernatural power: Nether Soul Cracking Knife.

Integrate into the law of the law of the underworld.

The law of the underworld has a strong damage to the primordial spirit, and it is a perfect match with the supernatural power of the Nether Soul Breaker.

The gray laws and dao rhymes are all over the mountains and forests.

The gray blade was suspended in the air, and it hadn't landed for a long time. Zhou Fang said:

"Three seconds, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

The power of the seven realms is about as strong as that of two dogs, and the average supreme early stage powerhouse can't bear it.

Zhou Fang was not a bloodthirsty person, so he gave them three seconds to prepare.

"It's the Yuanshen attack, everyone joins hands to resist."

"What a strong attack of the primordial spirit, this person is a master of the transformation stage."

"If we don't do our best, we will all die."

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Chapter 330 Beitian Monument, Temple of the Gods

The eight Nascent Soul stage powerhouses all took out their unique skills at the bottom of the box and joined forces to resist Zhou Fang's attack.

"Life and death depend on your fate." Zhou Fang pressed his right hand, and the 40-meter-long gray transparent blade fell down.

No wind and no waves.

The Yuanshen attack did not have any waves, as if it were an illusory slideshow.

If you dare to besiege yourself, you must be prepared to fall.

Zhou Fang is not bloodthirsty, but he is not a virgin either.

puff!

puff!

puff!

……

The seven Nascent Soul stage powerhouses all spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces pale, as if they were terminally ill.

There is another person whose whole body has not changed, but... the breath has dissipated.

The weakest Nascent Soul was so powerful in the initial stage that his soul flew away.

The eight of them teamed up, but none of them could stop the opponent from holding back a blow.

Zhou Fang gave them three seconds to prepare, and they knew that the person in front of them was not doing their best.

Even so, one person died.

The strength of this Taoist is too terrifying, if not for his mercy, they would all stay here.

Of the ten Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, two had their bodies destroyed, seven Nascent Souls were severely wounded, and one was killed in battle.

They were powerless to fight.

Peter Schonda was completely out.

Before Peter Xiongda could react, the fight was over.

Zhou Fang walked up to him and stretched out his hand and said:

"Hand over all tokens."

Startled by Zhou Fang approaching, Peter Xiongda took three steps back.

"For you, for you."

Peter Xiongda panicked and took out the three tokens on his body and threw them to Zhou Fang, then quickly covered his cheeks.

Zhou Fang handed the token to the third young master Peter and said:

"Look, the inheritance path of your Peter family is quite simple. We have saved five tokens so quickly."

"That's right, there is no difficulty for you to take action, Taoist priest." Third Young Master Peter flattered.

"Let's go." Zhou Fang nodded and continued on the road.

"Uh...won't you beat my elder brother to vent your anger on me?" Third Young Master Peter asked.

It's written like this in the book, when a chivalrous man meets the protagonist, he will help the protagonist beat up his enemies to vent his anger on him.

Daoist, didn't you hate me being bullied and came to help me?You are a bit perfunctory.

Zhou Fang rolled his eyes: "It's fine if I don't beat you up."

I have no enmity with Peter Xiongda, why beat him?

Why was I tied to a chariot to help you? Don't you have a B number in your heart?

The two continued on the road, heading towards the top of the mountain of the gods.

Outside the mountains of the gods.

The major forces in Olympian City were chatting and paying attention to the situation in the mountains of the gods.

There was such a huge commotion, and I don't know which two young masters of Peter's family were fighting with each other, trying their best so early.

Peter Xiongda came out from the Mountain of Gods with nine weakened Nascent Soul Escorts.

All the big families in Olin City were stunned, and Tom Richard's mouth was even more exaggerated enough to lay down a goose egg.

The strongest person recognized by the younger generation of the Peter family was the first to be eliminated.

Who did he meet?

People with friendship with Peter Xiongda gathered around one after another, inquiring about the reality in the mountain of gods.

Peter Xiongda didn't have the heart to pay attention to them, he left everyone without saying a word, turned around and left.

Tom Richard was thoughtful when he saw the pig's head of the big man in black.

Zhou Fang led the third young master Peter all the way to the top of the mountain, and the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas to block all the Buddhas.

A total of 13 tokens were collected.

mountain top.

A magnificent palace, the gate is more than ten meters high.

The golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the sun.

At the door, Peter Fitzha had been waiting for a long time.

When he saw that the first person who came up was his most useless third son, his expression couldn't hold back anymore, showing a look of surprise.

He inspected Zhou Fang carefully, and found that he was only a practitioner in the late Yuanying period, so he attributed everything to luck.

"Have you collected all 9 tokens?" asked Peter Fitzgerald.

You can't run up without a token, that's nothing to be proud of.

"Yes, it's all set." Third Young Master Peter replied.

Peter Fitzgerald said, "Well, then you go in."

Heirs of Peter's family who have passed the test can enter the Temple of Inheritance with guards.

Only the blood of Peter's family can be inherited, and of course his guards can also get a certain chance.

This is also the reason why there are so many strong infants who are willing to fight for the way of inheritance for the younger generation of Peter's family.

"Wait." Zhou Fang stopped Third Young Master Peter who was about to go in.

"If we wait at the door and snatch all the people who come from behind, won't you win?"

Peter Fitzgerald: ￣へ￣Does this Taoist think that I am dead?

Seeing Peter Fitzgerald's face getting worse and worse, Third Young Master Peter hastily explained:

"This is not in compliance with the rules. Those who enter must hand over all the tokens, and the excess will be redistributed.

Nine people will be selected to accept the inheritance every time the road of inheritance. "

"These rules are really bad, there is no competition at all, who decides?" Zhou Fang said disdainfully.

The muscles on Peter Fitzgerald's face trembled slightly. If he hadn't maintained his identity, he would have already started beating someone.

"It's up to you, an outsider, to judge the rules of my Peter's house.

If you two want to go in, go in, if you don't go in, get out! "Peter said very seriously.

Zhou Fang rolled his eyes, and was about to turn back, scolding him when he lost.

"Come in, we'll go in right away."

Third Young Master Peter dragged Zhou Fang to the gate of the temple, and interrupted his good words.

Nine tokens are placed on the nine grooves of the gate.

The door opened slowly.

When Third Young Master Peter entered the temple, the extra four tokens fell out of him and fell outside the gate.

The third young master Peter had been prepared long ago, so it was no surprise.

Peter Feicha held his claws in the air, and four tokens flew into his palm.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the four tokens flew back into the Mountain of Gods.

Inheritance Temple.

Zhou Fang and the third young master Peter walked slowly on a bottomless corridor.

There are murals carved on the wall beside it.

"These are the deeds of my ancestors overcoming obstacles and unifying the gods." Third Young Master Peter said, pointing to the murals on the corridor.

"This is the patriarch and his brother joining forces to overthrow the rule of God the Father."

Zhou Fang pointed to a figure holding a three-pointed double-edged knife beside Zeus and asked:

"Why does this brother of your ancestor have three eyes? Isn't this Erlang God?"

Young Master Peter: "..."

"Please don't insult our faith."

This is the insistence of Peter's family. They also know that many black-haired and yellow-skinned people have different legends about their beliefs.

However, after years of inheritance and persistence, no one in the upper world has come to carry Peter's family.

"Uh... alright." Zhou Fang expressed his respect for faith.

But the mural in front of me is really the picture of Lei Zhenzi, Erlang God and Nezha attacking Chaoge in the Battle of Conferred Gods.

Suppose Zeus is really Thunderbolt.

Who is that God?Who is Satan?

He was even more curious about who the two Poseidon and Hades in the myth were.