Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 253 Greeting My God!

"Congratulations to my god!"

Hook, the housekeeper, the general, Zhu Fei and others all bent down and shouted.

Although Youhun didn't shout, he still bent down.

The uniform voice shocked everyone.

My God?

god?
What exactly is going on!

Are they all crazy?

Puzzlement, doubt, and uneasiness hidden in the bottom of my heart immediately flowed into everyone's heart.

Each of them was once a figure of great importance in the world, and their psychological quality was beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

But the strange scene in front of them shocked them deeply.

Everyone who is shouting 'My God', but no one is worse than them!

Among them, there are the three elders, Hook, the housekeeper, and the general, and even a wandering soul whose status is only under the handle of the old knife!
How can this not shock them?
Who is coming?

With extreme anxiety, everyone turned their eyes to the door.

Under all this attention.

A person walked in slowly.

It was a young man, wearing brocade clothes. At first glance, he was the most perfect in terms of figure and facial features, and he couldn't find the slightest problem.

He is like the most perfect masterpiece of God, he may not be the most handsome person, but he must be the most perfect person in the world!

Vaguely, some people seemed to be able to see that there was light on his body, which seemed to be the light of divinity.

god?
If you only look at it from the outside, it does meet human expectations of gods.

But is he really a 'god'?

Many people sneered in their hearts.

Another deceitful person!
I'd like to see what tricks you're up to!
Relying on their own strength, some people are not too worried, and still sit firmly in their positions.

Behind Mo Wen, followed by the two elders of Shangshan.

In normal times, everyone must have focused their attention on the two elders of Shangshan. Because of the old man Tianqin, the reputation of these two people in the world is not low.

But at this moment, many people just took a look at the two elders of Shangshan, and then looked away.

Although the status of the two elders of Shangshan is good, they are not even qualified to let Hook, the housekeeper, and the general salute, let alone Wandering Soul!

Wandering Soul Zhong Wugu, that is the lay disciple of Mei Zhenren, the previous head of Wudang, who is of the same generation as Shi Yan, the current head of Wudang.

In terms of status in the world, the two elders of Shangshan may not even be comparable to Youhun!

only that person...

The one who can't see the shades!
All eyes were on the man at the front.

He walked step by step and walked into the hall.

He stopped and glanced around.

"Is everyone here?"

Mo Wen said lightly.

A small voice spread throughout the hall in an instant.

Zhu Fei walked a few steps quickly, came to Mo Wen's side, bent over and said.

"I tell my God, everyone has arrived except for the old knife handle who is not in the villa!"

The hook and the housekeeper, who were closer, looked at each other, and both saw a trace of regret.

In fact, they also wanted to come forward just now, but in view of their previous status, they were reserved for a while, and they were snatched away by Zhu Fei.

Damn big fat pig!

Both of them secretly hated each other.

In terms of status and strength, they are the veterans of the Ghost Villa, and they are the ones who want to report, so where is it the turn of the fat pig, Murphy?

It's a pity that with such a hesitation, the chance to show his face is gone!
Ever since seeing Mo Wen's light of life that seemed to bring the dead back to life, Hook and the housekeeper have absolutely followed Mo Wen with all their hearts.

Old knife handle?

What it is?
"very good!"

Mo Wen nodded, and then he gestured with his eyes.

Murphy immediately understood, stood up, and said to the others with her head held high.

"Listen, my god is the only true god in the world. I came here today to give you sinful people a chance to reform! Kneel down and submit to my god, and you will have a chance to be reborn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was immediate opposition.

"Fat pig! What the hell are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll let you die again!"

The one who spoke was a short man with a round face and big head. His head was as big as a bucket, but his body was thin and small. When he was standing, he looked like a round persimmon stuck in half of bamboo chopsticks, which was very ridiculous.

He is Sikong Dou, the most ruthless "big head ghost king" among the ghosts of the Western Extremes.

Sikong Dou stood in front of Zhu Fei, just like a child.

Zhu Fei looked at Sikong Dou, a trace of fear flashed unconsciously in her eyes.

Among the people in the Ghost Villa, among the people he fears the most, is Sikong Dou.

Sikong Dou is not a master, but he is consummate innate, his strength is extremely terrifying!
In Ghost Villa, Sikong Dou is almost No.1 under the Grandmaster!
The reason why Zhu Fei was so afraid of him was because the Grandmaster maintained his identity and would not take action against him, but Sikong Dou had no such scruples.

Zhu Fei had offended Sikong Dou before, if it wasn't for the old swordsman who forbade killing people in the Ghost Villa, Zhu Fei might have been killed by Sikong Dou.

And that time, although Sikong Dou didn't kill Zhu Fei, he also taught Zhu Fei a big lesson, leaving a huge psychological shadow in Zhu Fei's heart.

Seeing him now, it was natural for Zhu Fei to feel frightened, and her body softened subconsciously.

But in the next moment, after thinking about who was standing behind him, his body stiffened again.

"Sikong Dou! In front of my god, you dare to be presumptuous?"

Zhu Fei shouted at Sikong Dou.

"god?"

Sikong Dou smiled coldly.

"Then let's see if you, a 'god', can save you!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly flew up.

in the air.

I saw Sikong Dou stretching out both claws, one hand turned snow white, the other turned pitch black.

This is the claw skill that Sikong Dou is famous for!

He practiced the Bone Claw with his left hand and the Black Ghost Claw with his right hand.

Each hand has at least 20 years of skill!

Now he has both hands out, full of strength, apparently with the idea of ​​a surprise attack, taking the opportunity to kill Zhu Fei in one fell swoop, in order to avenge the grievances of the past!
Sikong Dou was not only black-hearted, but also stingy. Zhu Fei inadvertently mocked his figure back then, and he remembered it until now, and he never forgot to take revenge.

Now that the old sword is gone, and Murphy has turned to an unknown "god" for no reason, isn't this the best time to take revenge?

When Zhu Fei saw the changes in Sikong Dou's hands, her expression suddenly changed.

He had personally experienced the power of the White Bone Claw and the Black Ghost Claw back then!

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Fei wanted to use her ground swaying technique to roll to the ground in order to avoid Sikong Dou's attack.

But at this time.

Suddenly there was a voice in his ear.

(End of this chapter)