Chapter 594 The Road to Godhood

It is simply unthinkable for a god to bow to the worshipers of his enemies.

After all, there is too much difference in the level of life between gods and believers. Who has ever seen a giant elephant bow its head for an ant?

but.

Perhaps it is the unique existence of the god of technology that makes his perception of life different from those gods who claim to be noble.

in its view.

Those so-called gods are just products that will be eliminated by the times, no different from ants.

Instead, it was the ants in front of him that made him admire.

But the admiration is the admiration, the torrent of steel is still slowly coming, the unstoppable huge wheels are ruthlessly crushed, and the bones of believers are crushed under the wheels and turned into minced meat.

The water on the ground turned scarlet.

The believers who were still alive had their eyes red, roaring and pushing the backs of the people in front, while the people in front stretched out their arms to try to withstand the wheels.

but.

In the roar of the sky.

At the moment when all believers are red-eyed.

A group of figures in white clothes stood at the rear, motionless.

As if the lives of those comrades had nothing to do with him.

In the precarious wind and rain, white clothes fluttered with the wind, and the rain hit their hair and clothes like a string of bead curtains gathered together and dripped.

The angry roar seemed to have nothing to do with them. The eyes of the six hundred and thirty-two sword masters were slightly closed, and the sharp sword trembling in their hands seemed to be brewing something.

The shaking was getting smaller and smaller.

Their mood became more and more peaceful, as if they were merging with the rainy night.

And the other side.

"There are still two hundred meters." Zero reminded from the sports car, "Actually, it doesn't have to be like this, as long as you nod, your believers can survive."

"Even I have to admit, that's an amazing group of believers."

"Are you willing to let them die here like this?"

"All you have to do is nod your head, then get in the car, teach me what you want to know, they won't die, and even... I can give you a lot of benefits."

He didn't come here to kill Lin Fan.

He just wanted to take Lin Fan away.

During the study of Shenyu Network, let him know that the most feared thing for any life is death. And the fear of death is enough to make the gods yield.

That's why they devised such a method, which is to let the unstoppable torrent of steel crush Lin Fan's mind.

But facing the roaring torrent of iron and steel in front of him, Lin Fan remained motionless with his eyes slightly closed.

The right hand also holds a sharp sword.

Facing this unstoppable army of trucks, Lin Fan knew that the only thing he could resist was Tagexing.

but.

The release of Tagexing, besides the coexistence of three types of divine fire, actually has a hidden condition.

state of mind.

You must have a peaceful state of mind in order to integrate the three spirits of poetry, wine and sword into one, condense the meaning of poetry, wine and sword, and recite real poems.

Peace of mind.

It's easy to say.

But it's hard to do.

Back then when Lin Fan demonstrated the Floating Sword in front of his senior brother, the reason he was able to release it so easily was because it wasn't a real battle.

In a real battle, how could one achieve peace of mind?

Emotion is the instinct of any thing with a soul, which is the spontaneous fluctuation of the soul.

What's more, the scenes of believers roaring to death behind him also appeared in Lin Fan's mind. At this time, Lin Fan's heart was almost uncontrollable with overwhelming anger, and he wished to kill this god of technology with a sword!

The reason why those sword masters have been brewing and have not released Tagexing for a long time is also because of this.

They seem to leave the battlefield, but they are actually trying to brew a peaceful state of mind.

But the sight of those comrades roaring and dying in front of him, and turning into minced meat in the next second, even with their eyes closed, made the hands of these sword masters tremble uncontrollably!

"Feel the world, gather the artistic conception!" Lin Fan murmured in a low voice, reminding the Sword Master who had his back turned to him.

The rain is getting heavier.

The tips of Lin Fan's hair kept hanging down,

But his aura was unprecedentedly stable.

The young man stood in the rain holding his sword, motionless like a mountain, just like a beautiful picture scroll.

Water droplets drop from the beaded curtain.

For a moment, Lin Fan, who closed his eyes, clearly felt that every drop of rain pierced the air and splashed on the ground, as if he was the only one left in the whole world, and the roaring steel piercing through the air in front of him. Legion.

It was like a mountain falling down, rolling towards him.

What should the mountain do?

Compete with mountains!

Lin Fan's hand holding the sword suddenly became calm. At this moment, a surge of sword energy surged forward, forcefully pushing the rain curtain upwards.

A steady stream of power surged from the depths of the earth under the rain, and the sharp sword energy revealed its thickness, just like a mountain of sword energy rising in the rainstorm!

That mountain is still growing stronger!

As if feeling the horror of what Lin Fan was brewing, the God of Technology tried to manipulate the sports car to overturn Lin Fan, but found that the sword energy was really as thick as a mountain, and the roaring sports car couldn't reach Lin Fan at all. Instead, he was pushed back by the ever-growing mountain!

The tires that rotated quickly but couldn't move forward burned white mist in the rain, and the roar of the engine seemed so weak.

The sharp friction of sports car tires against the ground seemed to be begging for mercy.

A mountain is being born.

As for mountains, they won't be hit by a sports car.

The truck was still a hundred meters away from Lin Fan.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters!

On the nick of time.

Thunder and lightning flashed again in the sky.

The god of technology suddenly heard a strange breathing sound that penetrated the rain curtain directly to his heart.

In the cold night rain and autumn, the boy breathed out a breath of white air like an arrow from the darkness under the tip of his hair.

Under the electric light, Lin Fan opened his eyes.

There was no anger in those pupils, only calmness, like a mountain, neither sad nor happy.

"Don't run." Lin Fan looked at the roaring and galloping Iron Legion that was approaching so close, his tone was calm.

The dark night sky once again brightened with thunder, and a thunderbolt pierced through Tianxin!

The lightning pierced through the darkness, as if putting on a white robe for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan raised his sword.

The sword masters also raised their swords.

At this moment, the rain curtain rolled upwards, and the terrifying sword energy soared into the sky, vaguely condensing into ten thousand mountains, turning the falling raindrops into water mist!

Facing the oncoming steel legion, Lin Fan walked forward, the young man's footsteps crushed the stagnant water, and the stagnant water could not heal after being sunken.

The sound of footsteps stepping on stagnant water is like the roar of the earth, as if the person walking here is not a boy, but thousands of mountains.

The sword masters who turned their backs to Lin Fan also walked with their swords in the rainy night.

Although the sword energy on them is not as huge as Lin Fan's, but under the cross-linking, it is no less than Lin Fan, and the sword energy rising into the sky is also like ten thousand mountains.

"Stand back, everyone."

"Leave the rest to us."

The sword fairy in white held his sword and walked towards the roaring steel torrent, and the water under their feet rushed to all directions as if fleeing.

The believers who were still using their lives to hinder the truck's progress turned around in shock, but they really stopped supporting the truck with their bodies and retreated directly.

For some reason, they suddenly had a feeling.

The Juggernaut at this moment is like a god!

That's right.

God!

Under the feet of the Juggernauts, the stagnant water collapsing in all directions made way for them.

It seems that as long as they walk this path, they will be able to transcend the vulgarity and complete the leap in the level of life.

At the end of the road, there is the never-ending steel legion that gallops forward.

Flesh body, tough against steel!

What he relied on was nothing but the three-foot sword light in his hand.

But the sword masters didn't have the slightest fear in their eyes, their eyes were extremely calm, and they walked with their swords in an unhurried manner.

A mysterious breath was born from their bodies.

A surviving Galen rubbed his eyes. For some reason, through the hazy rain, he actually saw the flashes of gods on these sword masters, and it became brighter and brighter!

It even made him want to worship!

That is the breath of the gods!

"These guys... what's going on?" Galen was confused.

The Picheng policewoman beside her held a broken rifle and looked at these sword masters in a daze, as if thinking of something, she said with a shocked expression: "Have you heard what the Lord God said unintentionally?"

"The words of the gods, there is a way to experience the gods."

"And for believers, there is a path to becoming a god..."

Galen gasped.

The road to godhood.

Believers become gods, this, doesn't this mean...these sword masters...

Galen waited with his eyes wide open, staring at those sword masters in astonishment.

In the rain, the sword fairy in white walks with a sword.

They could be heard murmuring in a low voice.

"If you are a believer, you cannot protect the Lord God."

"Then I'll wait, I will become a god today!"

Lin Fan's unintentional words back then planted a seed in their hearts.

And now, that seed has finally bloomed.