Lord of the Low Version System

After the practice, the body lying flat on the altar vibrated slightly, and the fingers and toes were slightly spasm as if they were electrocuted.

The tremor only lasted for a moment, and then returned to calm, making people think they were dazzled.

But the next moment, the body stood upright.

Yes, it's straight!

It's like there is a jack on the back, and it straightens up.

Xi Xitong knew he was successful.

The vegetative man who was killed by the world's will and wiped out his spiritual ideas was reawakened, but he completely transformed into another existence.

Opened his eyes slowly, a pair of blue eyes appeared.

Is no longer blond Bi, but like the eyes of a wolf, like the glow of a ghostly fire in the graveyard.

"Yes!"

Hearing Xi Tong's voice, the zombie jumped on his face in the spot, his eyes glowing toward Xi Tong.

He is not a desire for food, but an awe and dependence on the elder. He already knows that Xi Tong is the one who gives him "life".

Xi Xitong tested the strength of the zombies, which has shrunk a lot compared to his lifetime, almost dropped by one level, and now he is also an early 5-star player.

即便 However, even so, it is very bad.

According to the classification of Maoshan party zombies, the iron armor corpses and bronze armor corpses are equivalent to 1 to 3 stars, and the silver armor corpses and gold armor corpses are equivalent to 4 to 6 stars.

In other words, the zombies in front of Xi Tong were just as good as the silver armored corpse just before their birth, and they were about to be promoted to the golden armored corpse.

As for the golden armored corpse, it is almost a legendary existence. It not only requires the accumulation of thousands of years, but also the incredibly huge power of incense.

The leader of the knight knight practiced for 500 years, and also religiously worshipped for 500 years. He had already touched the threshold of the realm of the gods, and the accumulation of the foundation was extremely strong, which could make him step into the sky in one step.

Suddenly, at the moment when Xi Tong's approach was successful, a strong blood burst suddenly broke out in the underground palace of the Qing emperor's capital.

Here the darkness is deep, the rays of the sun, moon, and stars cannot be reached, and the emperor is a place of condensed luck, a place where millions of souls live, as if a perfect barrier, even the will of the world can be shielded and isolated.

Here is the secret lair of Blood Droplets, and it is also the emperor's tomb of the Qing empire, where all the emperors were buried.

At this time, the coffin boards of the Emperor Mausoleum were trembling violently, and the intense red light burst out from the gap in the coffin board.

The members of the Blood Drop who were responsible for guarding the Emperor's Tomb all knelt down in fear.

They are all members of the royal family, descendants of the Aisinjue Luo family, and naturally know the royal secret.

Therefore, they did not dare go up to press the coffin board, but hoeed them for mercy.

"My ancestor is angry, my ancestor is angry!"

The coffin board finally stopped shaking, and a somber, husky but majestic voice passed into the ears of every member of the blood drop.

"There is a zombie in the south that makes me feel terrified. Check it out and find it! Destroy it! Otherwise, it will all be sloppy!"

The blood drops suddenly panicked.

They are all living people. At the height of the spring and autumn, when the body functions begin to decline, they will be accepted by the ancestors and be immortal.

If I provoked my ancestor to be tarnished, there is no hope of longevity.

"My ancestors, rest assured, the children will do it, and they will find it by digging three feet!"

Immediately, a group of blood droplets knelt down on the ground and crawled out, and then all put on their equipment and walked away with a thin coffin on their backs.

After a short while, more than two hundred horse-drawn carriages drove out from the south gate of the Imperial Capital, accompanied by thousands of elite cavalrymen wearing yellow horse coats.

Xi Xitong didn't know this. He lit a few joss sticks in the house, and the zombies rushed over immediately, as if swallowing clouds and misting like a smoke.

"The power of incense, so it is."

Xi Xitong observed for more than ten minutes, and finally understood what the power of incense is, and to put it plainly is the power of faith.

These incenses are incenses enshrined in front of the immortal Buddha in Taoist temples or temples, so they can be stained with a hint of faith.

If it is an ordinary incense, there is no use for farts.

It is no wonder that the zombies made by the corpses of the demi-knights are so powerful, after all, their bodies have been soaked by the power of faith for a lifetime.

After absorbing the power of the incense, Xi Tong recruited the zombies as a sign, and then began to check the progress of the students.

I won't say anything to Nanyang, North America, or Australia. All of them are still on the road, and it is impossible to reach the destination without a small year.

Let's run the map.

A few who stayed in the Qing empire had already begun to bear fruit.

For example, Ye Yiruo and two other students, they have chosen the talent of the angel tribe, their skills are also the Holy Light Department.

After they left Huangshi Town, they hurried to the county town and went straight to the church in the county town.

With the talents of angels, and the skills of healing and blessing, the whole church is a sensation.

I was in charge of the church by an Italian priest, while muttering something Ye Yiruo and others could not understand, he was running and shouting frantically in the church.

Soon, several foreigners with high noses and deep eyes gathered around, and there were yellow men with black hair and black eyes.

After 平静 calmed down a bit, the Italian priest finally stopped speaking the bird language, but instead spoke blunt Chinese, and there were no big obstacles in communication.

After, the magic stick mode is turned on.

Huhu npc is a very deep knowledge. Through dialogue to improve the favorability, triggering hidden tasks is something that every player invests a lot of time and energy to study.

On the same day, the Italian priest sent a dozen people to invite other missionaries in the neighbourhood to come and meet the angel of God.

Yeah, Ye Yiruo and others set themselves as the angel of heaven, the archangel under the throne of Jesus.

天堂 Anyway, Heaven does not have an identity card. Even if it does, who can go to heaven to verify it?

This is the benefit of pretending to be a messenger ~ www.readwn.com ~ There is no fear of proof. As long as the secular church recognizes the identity of the messenger, it is equivalent to the whole world.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, missionaries were a force to be reckoned with.

Early missionaries were pure and dedicated to spreading the Gospel of Light. To this end, they could bump on the sea for years, drift overseas for decades, and even die in strange places.

It was also during this period that the advanced scientific, technological, medical, and literary achievements of the western world were introduced to Huaxia, which promoted its progress.

It's a pity that these things were characterized by the ruler as Kiki's prostitution, not only ignored, but also suppressed.

After that, the scum scum also came to the east in the cover of a missionary, cheating money with the name of donation, and deceiving color with the name of exorcism.

After the scam was revealed, it was either beaten by the villagers or captured by the government, which led to diplomatic incidents, and then the ship was fired.

Fortunately, today's missionaries are relatively pure and pure, and they are the most devout and ardent believers.

As a result, Ye Yiruo and others easily controlled the religious affairs in the Far East and became the church's most sacred and noblest existence in the East.

When a group of priests and believers with different skin colors worshiped Ye Yiruo, the power of faith was born.

Xi Xitong couldn't help but think: Otherwise, make a pope play? Fupin Chinese