"God, really God, God has come."

"God has come, we are saved, we are saved."

"Bow down to God..."

Those present may have never seen the true form of God.

But they had to offer incense and worship the golden statue of God every day, so when they saw the person who had fallen from the sky to the ground, these believers knew the identity of the person.

Ji Yang saw the behavior of the believers, but he didn't care.

Ji Yang just stared at God, looking at him with great interest.

As the God of Tiandao Sect, Ji Yang is not surprised that he can call the wind and rain, and even extinguish his own purple fire.

It is reasonable for any deity to be worshiped.

If the God of Tiandao didn't even have this ability, Ji Yang would be surprised.

At this time, the purple fire released by Ji Yang had been completely extinguished, and the rain in the sky also stopped with the disappearance of the purple fire.

If it is daytime now, the sky will definitely be clear after the rain, and maybe there will be a rainbow.

Unfortunately, it is dark now, and after the rain, the sky is still pitch black.

"It's really interesting. A God enshrined by Country H can actually speak Chinese. It's interesting."

"Who am I? Does this matter?"

"I think no matter who I am, no matter what my identity is, you will not let me leave here alive today, right?"

After God appeared, he looked very similar to the Chinese gods.

This is quite normal.

After all, both Chinese and Chinese people are of the yellow race, and they are somewhat similar in appearance.

However, after God appeared, he spoke Chinese, which aroused Ji Yang's curiosity.

It is said that the people of country r are the descendants of people who went overseas during the Qin Dynasty of China. The people of country h may have a lot to do with China.

And the God they worship might actually come from China.

After hearing Ji Yang's words, God's face changed slightly and his eyes became cold.

"What language I speak is not important. Like you said, who you are is not important at all."

"Because like you said, no matter what, I won't let you leave here alive tonight."

"In this case, why are you talking nonsense?"

We're going to fight anyway, so what's the point of talking a bunch of nonsense.

Although there are still many Tiandao believers standing around, they are just melon-eaters at this time.

The next battle is not something they can participate in.

If you don’t talk about whether you are qualified or not, your strength is not enough.

"Arrogant boy, let me see how arrogant you can be!"

Ji Yang's attitude made God's already ugly face even more ugly.

With a flick of the whisk in his hand, the whiskers on the whisk quickly grew longer and wrapped around Ji Yang.

"clang!"

When the beard came around, Ji Yang raised his sword to cut it.

The black light sword struck the beard of God's fly whisk, but it did not cut off the beard directly. Instead, there was a sound like the clanging of metal.

The beard of this whisk is not simple.

Although the fly whisk in God's hand didn't look ordinary at first glance, it still surprised Ji Yang to be able to block Ji Yang's black sword head-on.

"You are indeed capable. It seems that letting Meier and the others leave is the right thing to do."

After a simple fight, Ji Yang knew that this God was not easy to deal with.

Unable to break the opponent's fly whisk with his sword, Ji Yang decisively chose to retreat.

God's blow missed, and he swept the whisk in his hand again. Sand and rocks flew on the ground, and a tornado rolled towards Ji Yang.

"break!"

Facing the tornado rolling towards him, Ji Yang's eyes widened, and the immortal energy in his body circulated. The black light in his hand flashed with lightning. When the sword fell, thunder sounded, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck directly on the tornado.

With the sound of an explosion, the tornado and lightning disappeared one after another.

This time the collision can still only be regarded as evenly matched.

After two consecutive moves, Ji Yang failed to get any benefit from the opponent. From this point of view, the strength of this god is definitely not inferior to Ji Yang.

"He's hiding his aura!"

There was no winner in the fight, but in terms of aura strength alone, Ji Yang felt that God's aura could only be regarded as a third-grade immortal.

Therefore, Ji Yang judged that God had hidden his breath.

If he hides his aura, will he hide his strength?

Ji Yang's brows knitted together when he thought of this.

If the other party really hides his strength, it means that God's strength may be greater than his own. In this case, he may be in danger today.

"No wonder he is so arrogant, he has some ability."

"But I only used 30% of my strength. If you think you can leave here alive like this, it's not enough.

"

A simple confrontation is just a matter of testing each other's strength.

Ji Yang was testing God's depth, and God was testing Ji Yang.

Ji Yang felt that God was not simple, and God also found Ji Yang difficult to deal with.

What is this? Do heroes cherish each other?

However, after hearing God's words, Ji Yang couldn't help but become wary.

Regardless of whether God's words were bragging or trying to put pressure on himself, Ji Yang felt that he had to pay enough attention to the other person and not be careless.

Even if God didn't only use 30% of his strength, he certainly didn't use all his abilities.

"Hmph, you used 30%, don't I have hidden strength?"

"You want to kill me, but this is not enough!"

Ji Yang will not hold anything back in the next fight.

After exiting the big words, Ji Yang's body instantly became five or six meters tall, and he also became a giant.

The followers of the Tiandao Sect looked at Ji Yang who had grown bigger, and they were all shocked and stunned.

"Can you make yourself stronger by changing the size of your body? I can do this!"

Ji Yang's body has grown bigger, and God is no worse than him.

As the words came out, God's body began to grow bigger. In the blink of an eye, God's body had become the same size as Ji Yang.

As the body grows larger, God’s hidden breath no longer remains hidden.

As the aura of God strengthened, an invisible pressure made Ji Yang's heart tremble.

"Such a strong immortal energy. My top-level cultivation of the second-grade immortal is not as good as his. Could it be said that he has the cultivation of the first-grade immortal?"

Ji Yang thought about it and his heart became heavier and heavier.

The aura of God exceeds one's own, so what is that if it's not a first-class immortal job?

Although the second-grade top immortal profession has the strength to compete with the first-grade immortal profession, it is still facing a very low-level first-grade immortal profession.

But the God in front of me seems to have more than just a low-level immortal job.

This result made Ji Yang somewhat uneasy.

"Are you afraid?"

With the strength of God's first-grade immortal, he is also very good at observing words and emotions.

Sensing something was wrong with Ji Yang, God smiled coldly.

"I'm afraid, even if your aura is stronger than mine, it's still not certain who will die today!"

"Netherworld Wind and Thunder Sword Technique!"

Ji Yang shouted angrily to suppress his mood.

The black sword in his hand was waving, his figure was like the wind, and there was lightning and thunder...
Chapter completed!