Chapter 231 Dialogue with God
As Lin Cheng left, urgent bells rang in the Holy Land of the Three Religions.

This is the first time in thousands of years that the Holy Land has been captured, and even His Majesty the Pope died in this conflict.

They must elect a new pope as soon as possible, and then discuss whether their attitude towards China should be changed.

400 years ago, a Chinese named Zhang Sanfeng rode a small donkey across the three continents of Europe, Asia and Africa.

This incident had little impact on ordinary people, so it was not recorded in history books. It was far less well-known than the time when Genghis Khan swept across Europe.

But for the fantasy world, it was a dark period that was unbearable to look back on.

The Chinese call this period of time the "Jiazi Dang Mo". It's not that the demon sect was purged in the Jiazi year, but that the old man Zhang Sanfeng beat the demons for a full sixty years, which is 60 years!
Because of him, there were two-thirds fewer demons in the world.

The remaining one-third who are not that bad are hiding shivering in ditches, sewers, and deep mountains, not daring to come out.

Western religions call Zhang Sanfeng the "Whip of God", which means that he was sent by God to punish the world.

Well, Western religion is such a shameless religion.

Zhang Sanfeng has nothing to do with God, but he still gives God the whip. Why don't you say that he is God?

After 400 years, another ruthless character who is invincible in the world appears in China.

They must weigh the consequences of offending Lin Cheng.

If another 'Jia Zi Dang Demon' were created, their generation would be doomed and they would have to wait for the next generation, or the next generation after that, to have a chance to make a comeback.

Lin Cheng announced his arrival to the world by attacking the holy city of Western Christianity.

"Master, there is still one month left."

"We've almost finished what we need to do. Let's go back to accompany everyone, and then go to the underworld to find the Thousand-Eyed Demon Clan."

Lin Cheng and Uncle Jiu were walking quickly and chatting.

Uncle Jiu nodded, sighed and said:
"I don't know if I can come back."

His mood at the moment was like that of a man who was forced to travel far away. It is difficult for those who have not experienced this kind of attachment to his family and hometown to understand.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu was in poor condition, Lin Cheng said comfortingly:
"Master, don't worry, maybe it's not that bad."

"It took me only three months to come back last time, but this time it might be faster."

Uncle Jiu shook his head when he heard this and did not answer.

Lin Cheng also fell silent.

Everyone in the world envied Lin Cheng for becoming the number one in the world at such a young age and dominating the world.

But who knows, he is just a poor man who can't help himself.

The world is afraid of Lin Cheng's power, but they don't know that in the eyes of real big shots, Lin Cheng's current achievements are just like the moon in a mirror, and may be disillusioned at any time.

Lin Cheng had really had enough of this feeling of being controlled by others in his life and death!

Just when the master and the disciple were feeling agitated, the space in front of them distorted, and a huge human face was outlined.

When the master and disciple saw this, they stopped quickly and looked at the face that suddenly appeared warily.

"I am the God of gods and the king of gods."

"When you see me, why don't you kneel down?"

The human face said in an indifferent tone.

Hearing this, Lin Cheng sneered and said:

"Okay, no need to pretend."

"There's no one else here. You met us in this wilderness, didn't you just want to talk about some shameful things?"

"Speak up if you have something to say, and let go of your fart if you have something to say!"

Why does Lin Cheng dare to be so confident?Because, in this world, unless an immortal descends to earth, the only person who can threaten him is the god of Western religion.

However, after just testing in the Western Holy Land, Lin Cheng believed that this so-called god was simply a paper tiger.

People are beating him right to the doorstep, but he still doesn't dare to take action. This can only mean that there is something wrong with him.

At least, He shouldn't be able to take action casually.

Lin Cheng had already guessed this before he came to teach in the West.

If He is really as invincible and powerful as Western religions propagate, then why haven’t Western religions unified the whole world yet?
You know, even Lin Cheng himself, as long as he is given a period of time, is enough to dominate the spiritual world.

Western religion has been around for thousands of years, but it still looks like it is dying. This can only mean that there is something wrong with this god.

Perhaps his divine status was really stolen, causing him to be unable to fully control his own power.

Or maybe He was seriously injured and couldn't take action casually.

Anyway, no matter which one it is, Lin Cheng will not be afraid of him.

Lin Cheng's words completely angered the man's face. He stared at Lin Cheng with wide eyes.

The space began to distort, and terrifying pressure came from all directions, as if Lin Cheng was compressed into a biscuit.

Lin Cheng still looked into the face without fear. For a moment, the atmosphere was tense to the freezing point.

"Death to those who blaspheme!"

As the indifferent voice of the human face sounded, the originally blue sky suddenly turned into pure white, and beams of white light fell from the sky.

Vaguely, Lin Cheng seemed to see the shadow of a birdman with wings flying behind him in the white light.

"Master, you go first."

After Lin Cheng dropped these words, he flew directly into the sky.

He wanted to try to see how authentic this so-called god's quality was.

The human face was not polite to Lin Cheng. All the light gathered together to form a transparent figure.

The transparent figure flicked his fingers in the air, and an invisible offensive attacked Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng, on the other hand, repeated his old tricks and used his true energy to gather a gleaming sword, his eyes as sharp as arrows.

Lin Cheng saw the offensive coming towards him, and his whole body suddenly burst out with majestic momentum. A terrifying force emerged from his body, and he stepped on the air with his feet, creating a whirlwind.

At this moment, the distance between the two people was shortened, and the sharp sword in Lin Cheng's hand suddenly faced the long-range attacker's face. The fierce momentum was like a ray of morning sunlight sweeping across the earth, overflowing with light.

The transparent figure saw the sword repairman's sword falling, quickly flashed a few times, easily dodged the sword's attack, and then used his finger to light up the light again, and the attack became more violent.

Lin Cheng was not intimidated by this astonishing offensive. On the contrary, he acted more decisively, and his sword speed became very fast, like a meteor streaking across the battlefield.

There was a loud noise, and the sword and the light collided, causing sparks to dance all over the sky.

There was another fight, the two kept twisting their bodies, using dexterous movements, sometimes dodging and sometimes counterattacking.

Lin Cheng's body was attacked several times, but thanks to his super self-healing ability, he was not really injured, but became more and more fierce.

Finally, in a more violent collision, Lin Cheng's sword finally hit the long-range attacker's face.

The transparent light and shadow, as if being shocked by electricity, trembled and scattered in the air.

Lin Cheng pointed his sword diagonally, with a tall and straight figure and a stern face.

"It's incredible that you can hone your skills to this level."

There was an exclamation in the sky, and the transparent figure appeared again, but this time he did not attack Lin Cheng again.

(End of this chapter)

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