National Samsara: Start with an Infinity Glove

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Feeling the looks in everyone's eyes, Pudu Cihang's nose was twisted with anger.

He didn't expect that this guy who appeared out of nowhere would dare to ruin his good deeds.

He is looking for death!

Put your hands together, Pudu Cihang The body was filled with golden light.

A Tathagata appeared suddenly.

The endless light suddenly suppressed the round light behind Chu Ze's head in the sky.

"Hey! Anxious!"

Seeing this, Chu Ze grinned and opened his palms.

Pudu Cihang under the virtual mask

"But so what?"

Infinite energy gathered in his body, and finally formed an aura like a furnace of the sun.

Chu Ze formed a seal with one hand. He slapped it out with one palm.

Tathagata Divine Palm·Seventh Style·Heavenly Buddha came to the world! The rising blood energy It condenses into a huge Buddha statue in mid-air.

The sacred, solemn, and suppressing power of the world rises high.

In contrast to this Buddha statue, the image of Tathagata Pudu Cihang is as ridiculous as a paper toy.

Phew!

The palm of the huge Buddha statue Looking down, the palm with the swastika mark was photographed again. The mountain-like Qi machine completely froze Pudu Cihang below.

"No!"

With a cry of despair,

Pudu Cihang's Dharma collapsed, revealing his true form.

A giant flying centipede a hundred feet long.

"oh! God!"

When the officials in the dojo saw the terrifying appearance of Pudu Cihang, they all screamed in fear.

Snap!

The next moment, they saw huge golden handprints falling from the sky.

They crushed the giant centipede into a ball on the spot. Thick pulp picture

"The demons have been killed. Sirs, please disperse. Remember that Jiangshan Sheji is people-oriented. Gods, demons and monsters are just scabies. After all, they are not the enemies of humanity."

An indifferent voice came, and all the officials looked at Chu Ze who was flying away in auspicious clouds. They bowed down one after another.

Different from the hypocrisy towards Pudu Cihang.

At this time, they only had true respect in their hearts.

At this moment, they finally understood.

What is the real immortal god?

The real immortal god is an existence that does not need to be worshiped by others, but is respected by people from the heart.

"It's... so exciting."

Inside the capital.

Lin Yueru, who had resumed her normal attire, thought of what she had just experienced. She was trembling with excitement.

She had been a knight-errant for a long time.

But playing the role of a god was her first experience.

Let alone talk about it.

Really. Enjoyable.

The only drawback is that the protagonist is not her

"Hey! There will be many more exciting things in the future."

Chu Ze smiled slightly.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt his wrist getting hot.

A string of messages ejected from the reincarnation mark.

【It is detected that saint-level attention is coming】

【Please reincarnate as soon as possible to escape from this world】

【The transmission channel has been established】

【Countdown: 60 seconds】

"Um?"

Seeing this prompt, Chu Ze's face changed.

He didn't expect that he just killed a centipede spirit, but he would alert the saint.

Is it possible that the saint is so idle every day?

Does he like to pay attention to the issues in the lower world when he has nothing to do?

Although He was speechless.

But Chu Ze knew that he was leaving.

He is very strong now.

But compared with the saint, he is still far from it.

All the so-called saints are ants.

Although he has the power of a loser Lottery system.

But these equipment are not enough to offset the gap between him and the saint.

"Ling'er, Yueru, my sect's letter, must leave."

Thinking of this, Chu Ze said seriously to Lin Yueru and Zhao Ling'er

"ah? Are you leaving now?"

After hearing this, Lin Yueru and Zhao Ling'er looked at each other with some reluctance.

Although they didn't spend a long time together with Chu Ze, they spent this time really wonderfully.

"Well, the sect is in an emergency and must leave now."

Looking at the countdown with thirty seconds left, Chu Ze raised his hand and tapped Lin Yueru and Zhao Linger's foreheads respectively.

"This is a little gift before leaving."

Inject the magic of the Star God Way into the sea of ​​consciousness of the two of them.

Chu Ze glanced at the countdown with ten seconds left, and silently chose the option of return.

Whoa!

The light flashed.

Chu Ze's figure had disappeared from where he was..

The moment he left, the sky of the entire Daosong world suddenly surged.

A huge face occupying the space of the universe appeared from the sky.

This face had a sad face and indifferent eyes.

As it appeared in the sky, its eyeballs swept.

Soon it locked onto Lin Yueru and Zhao Ling'er in the capital.

Then a big hand emerged from the sky and fished it directly towards the two of them.

Such a huge scene.

No one in the world noticed it.

The avenue is invisible. The face of a human face. His ability was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

However, just when this big hand was looming over the capital and was about to capture Zhao Ling'er and Lin Yueru, he suddenly stopped.

Because he was in the outside world at this time.

The fruit that represents the world of Daosong. Outside.

Behind this monk, who is as tall as an ordinary person and has a sad face, there is an additional figure.

"Jie Yin, don’t you want to lose face? He actually took action against the creatures in the branch world himself."

The ethereal voice sounded, and the speaker was a beautiful woman.

Her beautiful eyes stared at the monk in front of her, showing a little unhappiness.

"Nuwa, you came so quickly. You must have felt the strangeness in this world. I feel that this strangeness is destined to me."

Jie Yin did not feel ashamed because of Nuwa's ridicule.

For them, the Second Saint of the West, face is worthless except for being used as an excuse to make trouble.

"You've used this excuse for so many Yuanhui times, can't you use another one?"

After hearing the words, Nuwa looked disdainful.

"Also, there are survivors of my bloodline in this world, and your hands can’t reach here."

"…………"

Sensing the seriousness in Nuwa's tone, Jieyin was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"That’s all, let’s give Saint Nuwa some face today."

After saying that, the figure that took the lead disappeared like a bubble.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Nuwa waved her sleeves, picked the fruit from the tree, and returned directly to her dojo.

She didn't notice that when she picked the fruit, there was a large golden stream of light. Following a small passage, it merged into a fruit below.