Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 859: Crazy increase fans
So strong!
Lin Beichen couldn't help being amazed.
The power of this blow was the peak among all the powerhouses of the Divine Dao that he had seen.
Even the Lord of the Sword was not as good as before he was injured.
Boom!
The giant divine flame spear, tens of thousands of meters long, pierced through the void, and ruthlessly bombarded the divine power shield above the capital.
Click, click, click.
It sounds like a thousand-year-old black ice cracking little by little, which is disturbing.
Under one blow, cracks like pythons appeared continuously on the translucent giant divine power shield covering the capital, and then spread wildly...
Under countless gazes, the translucent shield of divine power is about to shatter like a giant upside-down glass bowl that cannot be overwhelmed.
Countless citizens in the capital fell into panic after reacting, as if the end was near.
As long as the shield of divine power is broken, the capital will be destroyed in an instant.
All creatures living in it will be wiped out.
At this moment, the instinct to survive made the citizens of the whole capital clearly feel that death is about to fall on their heads like the irreversible dust of time.
The breath of despair spread crazily in the huge city.
And at this moment, in the sky, the voice of the Lord of Swords singing the Divine Comedy became louder and clearer!
The light radiating from her body became more and more dazzling.
Her twelve pairs of sword wings spread out.
The light of the lord's protection shines on the entire capital.
It seems to be a huge bright silver moon, shining brightly, bringing clear light to the world that is about to fall into darkness.
Citizens of the capital city who fell into despair walked out of their homes one after another, stood in different places such as the street, patio, and roof, and looked up at the familiar and powerful bright figure.
"It is the Lord of the Sword, Your Majesty."
"Has His Majesty Really Come?"
"Your Majesty is blessed."
"It turns out that Li Xiuyuan's group of students are right. His Majesty the Lord of the Sword has not given up on us..."
"During the daytime, the powerhouses and masters of the Wei family, as well as the temple of Qiancao God, were all destroyed by the divine punishment from the Lord of Swords. I went to the imperial city to see, and there was already blood flowing It's..."
"It has come, our God has come."
"Er Gouzi, Lao Wang, what are you doing standing still, pray quickly, pray quickly, as long as our faith is faithful, Your Majesty will save us!"
"Ah, the mighty and omnipotent Lord of the Sword, please bestow upon you the supreme divine power to protect your humble and devout believers."
Countless people knelt down and prayed in amazement.
After experiencing the destruction of the city, massacres, hunger, and terror, the nearly tens of millions of citizens in the city who survived the catastrophe, at this moment, under the threat of death, their beliefs in their hearts began to become extremely firm.
Even some people who were not firm enough in their belief in the Lord of the Sword due to various reasons before, have re-dedicated their most pious beliefs at this moment.
Lin Beichen Station
On the temple mountain, observe with divine guidance.
He saw countless points of light of faith flying continuously from the city, like endless fireflies in the dark night, with even a faint but firm enough light, continuously gathering towards the Lord of the Sword.
The power of faith is returning.
The aura emanating from the Lord of Swords is constantly increasing.
When believers are willing to contribute their beliefs, the power of the gods will skyrocket—especially for the gods who have descended into the mortal world, this increase can be seen with the naked eye.
With a thought in his heart, he opened the Weibo app to observe.
After continuous refreshing, the guess in my heart is confirmed——
The master of the sword has become more popular.
The number of her fans is on the rise.
And extremely fast.
Every time Lin Beichen refreshes the personal interface of the Lord of Swords, he can see that her fans are increasing crazily in units of tens of thousands.
In the blink of an eye, the 13 million mark has been broken...
"It seems that my previous guess was not wrong."
Lin Beichen was thoughtful.
Boom!
In the sky, deafening roars continued.
After reaching a stalemate, the tens of thousands of meters long flame destruction giant gun began to whip and bombard continuously.
It looks like a writhing evil dragon, rising high and then smashing down heavily.
Every impact contained the power of the shattering sea that annihilated everything, frantically impacting the glazed divine power shield, trying to smash the shield, and then completely destroy the city below.
In the capital, the ground shook violently, and some buildings began to collapse...
The figure of the Lord of Swords is constantly getting taller.
She kept singing the Divine Comedy, and using her hands to cast seals like electricity.
Boundless divine power turned into a radiance visible to the naked eye, gushing out from her body and injecting it into the giant divine power shield above the capital.
The rapidly spreading cracks on it stopped instantly.
As if the camera is playing backwards, the shocking and terrible cracks began to recede little by little, shrinking and finally disappearing!
The situation fell into a certain balance.
After twenty breaths.
The standoff is over.
The dragon-like giant spear gradually dimmed.
The flames covering the sky gradually dissipated.
The power of the destructive divine way spear from far away, like a lamp that has run out of fuel, slowly dimmed and completely dissipated in the air...
"The capital city of Beihai has been completely degenerated into a demonic place, and there is no cure. At this time tomorrow, I will come in person, punish the heavens, and wipe out all living things here."
The roaring voice from before reappeared.
With endless coldness and killing intent, it echoed above the capital. Just like the **** of death aloft, he pronounced the final fate of the creatures in this city.
"I'll wait for you."
The sword lord's answer was simple and direct.
The divine aura in the sky gradually dissipated.
The Lord of Swords shakes his sword wings.
Phew!
The bright figure returned to the temple mountain like a stream of light in an instant.
In the capital, there was already cheers.
Cheers.
Jump like a dance.
The carnival of the aftermath.
A longing to come to the end of all hardships.
In the minds of many citizens, all disasters are gone.
Because the sword lord Jun Mian appeared.
This time, it's not a decree, oracle, or possession.
It really did appear.
It was the first time for them to see the living Lord of the Sword.
In this era where the frequency of divine manifestations is extremely low, such a scene is undoubtedly a miracle, a miracle of fate.
As for the demon's last verbal threat?
With the protection of the supreme sword master himself, who would be afraid?
The entire capital is immersed in an optimistic and cheerful atmosphere.
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Temple Mount.
The moment the Lord of Swords landed on the ground, he staggered.
Her eyes, nose and mouth were bleeding uncontrollably.
The surface of the skin is as white as jade, and the divine lines are shining, but it is difficult to suppress the emergence of dark blood lines. The jade-like delicate body is like a piece of porcelain that has been cracked and about to break It collapsed and exploded.
What the hell? !
Lin Beichen was taken aback.
What's going on?
Didn't you win?
He immediately went up and helped her up.
"Quick, help me to the temple, don't let outsiders see it."
The Lord of Swords has a weak aura, and his tone is hasty and authentic.
While speaking, her delicate body has already weakened powerlessly, and the blood in her mouth and nose is gushing out uncontrollably like a spring.
Lin Beichen disappeared into the temple in a flash.
The moment he entered the main hall, dozens of azure light clusters enveloped the body of the Lord of Swords.
Just give me a crazy meal.
The master of the sword is milk green.
The physical injuries began to slowly recover.
It took a full incense stick before her breath began to recover.
"Hoo..."
He breathed out a mouthful of **** turbid air from his chest.
Sword Lord slowly opened his eyes.
"The situation is a bit troublesome."
She stared at Lin Beichen and said, "Leave the capital quickly."
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