"Sharp."

I saw that the space where the height of the platform was at the same height as the one in the high platform was broken, and then a row of huge drums floated out of the broken space.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

The dull and mighty drum sounded across the sky. At the same time, the pressure in Tianmen City soared sharply, making everyone below Jiangling and others feel oppressed.

But Jiangling’s point at this time was not here, but the man behind Mrs. God.

"It's strange, I haven't seen it before. How could I feel familiar with you? It's strange." Jiang Ling shook his head.

When Jiangling was staring at him, the man's eyes were sweeping through the crowd. Every time he saw a beautiful leader, he would throw a charming look.

Five minutes later, he coincidentally met Jiangling's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows at Jiangling and threw a charming look.

"Damn it!" Jiang Ling's eyelids twitched. Looking around, there was no woman within 50 meters nearby. It seemed that he was indeed raising his eyebrows at me! Sun!

"boom."

Suddenly, a loud bang came out, and an invisible pressure flew out of the Tianmen Main Hall and towards the location outside the Tianmen Main Hall, where Jiangling and others were located. Everyone paniced and alerted, but it automatically dissipated as soon as they arrived in front of them, without causing any damage to everyone.

"Huh, it's so dangerous. If you get this, you will probably have to peel off even if you don't die." Jiang Ling took a breath after looking at Yuan Tiangang and the others in fear.

"KaKaKaKa."

After two breaths, a blurry figure came out calmly, and at the same time, the deafening drum sounded also calmed down.

All the emperors of Jiangling looked over curiously. We have only heard of God's name, but have never seen his true appearance. We are inevitably curious.

He slowly walked up to the platform, and Madam God took the initiative to get out of his position. For a moment, God's face was completely exposed in front of Jiangling. His appearance was not very stunning. He was of the kind of attractive appearance. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He wore a beard and dressed ordinary, and his face did not feel shocking. Moreover, he gave people the feeling of being an ordinary person.

He neither had the pressure of God nor the oppression of the Great, nor was he astonishing as his appearance, nor did he even have the intimidation of the Lady of God next to him.

When he was not on the stage, the momentum was frightening, but after he appeared, all the pressure disappeared. He was completely an ordinary person.

After our great emperors saw God, the fear in their hearts disappeared.

"Kneel down."

God spoke plainly.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the calm space changes drastically, and the vast pressure as powerful as the sky comes without warning.

"Bang bang bang."

Countless emperors trembled in their hearts, their legs and feet were limp, and they knelt on the ground in humiliation.

Just as God spoke, the leaders of many forces could not bear this power and knelt on the ground one after another.

"A bastard, you're so powerful." Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and struggled to resist the pressure.

This oppressive force not only acts on the body, but also is also a shock to the spirit and soul. It does not mean that the stronger the monks will respond, the easier it will be for them to deal with it. The oppressive force exerted by God on everyone is different.

"What does this God mean? Let us come here just to give us a warning?"

Jiangling's eyes were cold.

If you have this idea, you're embarrassed.

If he really wants to fight, his strength is more than just as simple as it seems.

Even if it is not in the Feixian Empire now, the power that Jiangling can exert is not simple.

At this moment, Jiangling saw many people around him kneeling down, but there were still some powerful beings standing proudly.

"Ahhhhh, bastard!"

The emperor of the Great Mo Empire seemed to be in trouble. He roared to the sky, and a dazzling golden light burst out all over his body, as if he had transformed into a small sun.

"God, we have only a little misunderstanding. As for this, is it targeting me?"

The emperor of the Great Mo Empire roared in anger, full of anger.

It is incredible that he, as the leader of an empire, would be oppressed by a God so much.

In fact, to be specific, he and God are of the same level as God, because the Tianmen should also be at the imperial level, and it doesn't seem like he has been promoted to a higher level.

"Bastard! Get out of here!" he yelled angrily.

"Click!"

No one answered him, but his power surged again, slapped him hard like a sky curtain.

In an instant, everyone heard a loud "boom", and then his bones broke and he knelt down. The scene was tragic and even life was in danger.

"puff!"

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on. He opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of sticky blood. The scene was extremely terrifying, making people suck in the air.

Even Emperor Damo was oppressed like this, and it is conceivable how exaggerated the pressure from God was.

To put it too much, the God in front of you should be the most powerful person in the world and in the body.

Even Jiangling is not able to compare with him in terms of Emperor Wei!

"stop!"

At this moment, Mo Sanlang suddenly appeared and roared at God.

"I kidnapped your saint. If you don't want something from the saint to happen, let my father go!" Mo Sanlang shouted righteously.

"Um?"

God frowned slightly, looked at Mo Sanlang for another glance, then flicked his fingers twice, and deduced them.

"Interesting, you guys dare to kidnap the saint of my Tianmen."

He said in a deep voice, but did not attack Mo Sanlang, but instead slowed down his pressure on the Great Mo Empire.

"Damn it, we are exposed." Jiang Ling was helpless.

Mo Sanlang said that based on God's deduction ability, he must have calculated a few of them.

Sure enough, as soon as he thought of this, the pressure he was under began to soar.

The pressure imposed on Jiangling soared to the level of a near-breaker.

This is the double pressure of the body and the soul.

Damn it, damn it!

Jiangling couldn't help but curse in his heart.

It was all that idiot Mo Sanlang who actually told the story of kidnapping the Saint at this time.

Although he didn't know what God thought about it and did not punish Jiangling, at least from the current situation, God had special "care" for him.

From the pressure transmitted, we can see that although the oppression that others are under is also very strong, they are not as strong as Jiangling.

Even if Jiangling is extremely powerful, he can't stand it.

"KaKaKa..."

A fine bone explosion sounded from Jiangling's legs, and his calf was trembling, which was a sign of collapse.

"Click."

After his legs suddenly bent and tilted to an angle of 45 degrees, Jiangling was under increasing pressure.

"The legs are stiff and cannot support the whole body, which is a little troublesome."

Jiang Ling's expression changed slightly. Although he was a little confused, there was no change on the surface.

The severe pain made Jiangling's forehead mountain covered with sweat, but Jiangling still held on forcing her to kneel down and worship God?

It is impossible to die, and God does not have the qualifications. In Jiangling's life, even heaven cannot make him kneel down.

"Crazy."

With the light sounds, monks could not support them one after another, and they knelt on the cold ground with blood all over their bodies.

This kneeling was not only cold on the ground, but also their hearts.

When Jiangling saw this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

God is already powerful, and this is his territory. With the blessing of both, the power of the monks has increased exponentially, and it is normal for those monks to fail to resist it.

However, Jiangling felt sorry for them, because the cultivation path of many of them almost ended at this moment, and this kneeling shadow will accompany them for the rest of their lives.

No one expected that God, which seemed so simple, would be so difficult and unstoppable.

No one can resist the pressure of people from major forces, and it is difficult for everyone to resist.

This is the territory of God. On God's home court, even the imperial forces such as the Great Mo Empire may not be able to defeat him.

There were monks kneeling on the ground. As time went by, the pressure became greater and Jiangling became more and more tired.

"How long can this pressure last?" Jiang Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Oh, damn, it's all my fault for being so slutty."

Mo Sanlang sighed helplessly, shook his head, and at the same time he helped his hands, gritted his teeth and persisted hard.
To be continued...