Chapter 340

Snow curtain City, Xueji Pavilion

Chen Xiaoming lies comfortably in the hot spring with a face. The water mist is diffuse around. In the hazy, not far away, Yingge and Yanwu, and a group of elves in the snow are dancing.

Enjoying the dance music in front of him and his casual eyes closed, Chen Xiaoming felt that such a life was called life.

"Comfortable, really comfortable!"

He murmured that although he was separated, he was more similar to Chen Xiaoming in character.

"Buzz............"

The space fluctuated slightly. Chen Xiaoming, who was enjoying it, looked sluggish and his face collapsed.

"Alas, it's been less than half a day. I have something to do again. I knew I wouldn't send back the power of faith."

He sighed and received the information from the ontology. Chen Xiaoming regretted it a little.

At the beginning, we should not send back the power of faith. Maybe in this way, we can have more waves!

Finally, after a glance at the unfinished dance music, Chen Xiaoming shook his head, moved his figure and disappeared directly.

Just for a moment, over the snow curtain City, Chen Xiaoming stood in the air, looking at hundreds of millions of people below, and his head grew up.

Noumenon allows itself to collect the power of belief, but its own main god is not within the Hongmeng rules, so it is impossible to enjoy the power of belief of the seven main gods.

If you want to gain the power of faith, you can only let others believe in themselves alone.

How to make others believe in themselves is not difficult, but how to make tens of thousands of sentient beings believe in themselves.

It takes a lot of faith to evolve the world. It's useless to have fewer people.

"Headache!"

I don't like to think about this, especially after I get the system, I'm more and more lazy.

His eyes swept around. Not far from the snow curtain City, the waves of the fog sea beat the shore. Chen Xiaoming, who was in a trance and thinking, suddenly had a flash of light.

"Yes!"

Clapping his hands, looking at the boundless fog sea and looking at the continent under his feet, Chen Xiaoming had an idea in his heart.

"Well, that should work!"

Nodded, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt. Chen Xiaoming stepped directly under his feet and stepped out directly towards the fog sea.

With Chen Xiaoming's current strength, the waves flowed directly across, but after a long time, they came to the center of the fog sea.

There are five continents in the whole hell plane. The five continents are surrounded and connected with each other. The center is also the fog sea, and the periphery is also the fog sea.

Looking at the billowing waves below, Chen Xiaoming's eyes are shining.

Just a moment ago, when seeing the fog sea, Chen Xiaoming suddenly thought of a good way to obtain the power of faith.

If you can't share the power of faith in the seven main gods, you can open up one alone.

Hell has five continents, so he will open up a sixth continent.

Hell advocates the strong, shows its strength, and establishes the sixth continent of hell, which will be able to harvest a wave of faith quickly.

Then give some sweets to induce others to enter the mainland they have established and believe in themselves.

With such a happy thought in his heart, Chen Xiaoming had to praise his wit.

Of course, if his noumenon is willing to sweep the 77 main gods directly, the power of faith is estimated to be faster.

But in this way, Chen Xiaoming can't figure out whether Hongmeng will crush himself to death.

In other people's territory, Chen Xiaoming still respects others very much. Everything is done according to other people's rules.

"Let's go!"

After taking a deep breath, Chen Xiaoming's look gradually became dignified. His white robe disappeared and replaced by a golden armor glittering with sacred light.

The whole body of the armor is composed of energy, which is resplendent and exudes the will power of terror.

The spiritual power surged, and the divine mind shrouded the hell in an instant. Almost in an instant, the seven main gods noticed Chen Xiaoming's breath in the whole hell.

"Hmm? Strange breath, has the LORD God fallen?"

"It's strange that no Lord God has fallen recently. How can there be a new Lord God?"

“……………”

The seven main gods of hell are a little confused. They don't quite understand why Chen Xiaoming is the main God?

"Boom......"

There was a loud noise from heaven and earth. The sea water under Chen Xiaoming's feet surged, setting off a huge wave tens of thousands of meters high, surging towards the four directions.

"What is he doing?"

They can feel Chen Xiaoming's powerful will when his thoughts communicate in the sky.

"Get up!"

With a loud drink, Chen Xiaoming's energy erupted. In the sea below, the ground suddenly rose, countless volcanoes erupted, spitting hot magma, and the creatures in the fog sea were killed and injured.

"Town!"

Chen Xiaoming once again pointed out that the majestic pressure shrouded the rising ground, and the volcanic magma immediately stopped and retreated.

As soon as his mind swept away, Chen Xiaoming showed a smile when he looked at the mainland of unknown billions of miles.

"Eh, Bolivia, your territory seems to have been moved!"

In the sky, a preacher who laughed at God looked at Chen Xiaoming below.

The seven main gods of the whole hell divide the whole hell equally. It is divided into five continents and two oceans. The inner sea fog sea is the territory of one main God.

Although these gods don't care about this territory in ordinary days, they are moved and watched by other gods.

If Bolivia does nothing, it is beating itself in the face.

"Boom!"

The terrible energy fluctuation suddenly appeared, and the whole fog sea surged up, and the sky collapsed, just like the end.

Chen Xiaoming, who was trying his best to build the mainland, stopped for a moment, leaned slightly and looked at a place.

There is the fluctuation of the LORD God coming to him. More importantly, Chen Xiaoming feels a faint killing intention from his breath like yours.

Kill yourself!

After stopping his work, Chen Xiaoming waited calmly. He wanted to see which God wanted to kill him?

"Whew."

Fleeting, in the twinkling of an eye, a man with fiery red hair, wearing a blue robe, a hooked nose and a bit of cold in his eyes emerged.

The energy fluctuation and will pressure of the LORD God enveloped the four sides. As soon as he came out, the pressure was invisible to Chen Xiaoming.

"You crossed the line!"

Staring at Chen Xiaoming, the voice of cold words came out, without the slightest anger, but also hidden a trace of killing intention.

Chen Xiaoming raised his eyebrows and mouth slightly. Looking at the man in front of him, he saw a trace of greed from each other's eyes.

"What? You want to do it to me?"

Bolivia looked at Chen Xiaoming's strange face. It was not the main god he was familiar with, although it was not clear which main God was so lucky and hung up.

But no doubt it gave him a chance.

Chen Xiaoming's existence seems to have just refined the Lord's divine personality. How could he let go of such a rare opportunity.

"Hum, I'll teach you the rules today!"

With a sneer, Bolivia took advantage of his unprepared and started directly. He had seen that a main God was about to fall into his own hands.

The middle God killed a lower God, but he was still surprised. He didn't believe that a new lower God could escape.

Looking at the attack he avoided and the greedy color in Bolivia's eyes, he shook his head.

"Hell is still less of a Lord God!"