"If it weren't for the unsuitable, I would have wanted to go..."

"It's all my brothers, how can I lie to you..."

"Yes... they are all their own people..."

Looking at the sincere and kind smiles, Zhang Baoren couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

My own brother? If it weren't for the rich malice that could not be melted, I would have believed it.

However, the disbelief on his face gradually became loosened with those persuasions.

Seeing this, Wuzong reached out to stop the noisy on the table, and said to Zhang Baoren sincerely: "I know your concerns, brother, but please listen to my explanation before saying it."

"First of all, we can confirm that those evil gods were seriously injured and suffered too much loss."

"Some even fell into a deep sleep and no longer responded to believers."

"If I hadn't been able to truly feel its existence, I would have thought...hehe." As he said that, he couldn't help but smiled gloatingly.

Zhang Baoren said: "Is this true?"

Wu Zong nodded, "You can tell by asking about this point that the divine sects have held several grand Dharma meetings for this."

"Without this, it is the most troublesome thing for us, and it is also the interference that you are most worried about. With your strength, no matter what kind of gods, aren't you going freely?"

Zhang Baoren's expression calmed down slightly when he heard this, but he still did not let go. "Apart from the most core evil gods, the accumulation of those cults for countless years is not vegetarianism."

Wuzong explained: "The power of those cults mainly comes from three aspects.

One is the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, the Second is the Presbyterian Council, and finally the Dharma Protector General."

"These saints and saints are similar to the destiny of the gods, mainly their bodies that come to the world."

"This was the most troublesome existence, but as the gods fell into a deep sleep, the most troublesome force was basically considered useless."

"And then, the power of the elders and priests in the Presbyterian Church was also the gods. Although they were not directly deposed like the Holy Son and Saint, they were also seriously damaged."

"In the end, those guardian gods will be mainly composed of some powerful people outside after they convert. I guess you are the most afraid of this, brother."

"Besides, this time it's not like you, brother, to go to war with them directly, that's not realistic."

"If the plan goes well, there may be no need to do anything."

"What are your plans?" Zhang Baoren asked, and at the same time reached out and tapped the table, as if he was thinking about something in his mind.

As the other people's eyes clashed, they smiled unconsciously. Wu Zong nodded with a smile and said, "We should talk about our plan."

"Our plan is to lurk into those gods, brothers, to find out why the evil gods are so conflicted?"

Zhang Baoren shook his head, "I, an elder of the Warrior Association, lurked into a cult that is vaguely hostile? How could that be, those guys are crazy and not fools."

This time, Wuzong did not answer, but explained by "Zhang Yusheng" beside him.

"Then what... Brother, you just joined the Warrior Association for only two days. In addition, the city was full of storms and rains, and those with discerning eyes can basically see some of the things... right?"

"Of course the most important thing is the group of cults in the north of the city at this time, because of the conflicts between the gods before."

"If it weren't for the pressure outside, I'd probably have started to fight. Brother, who wouldn't want you to join?"

Under these bitter and good words, although Zhang Baoren no longer rejected him, he still struggled on his face and did not speak.

Then Wu Zong clapped his hands, and then an old man in a haggard shape walked in with a red sandalwood box that was drawn by a dragon and phoenix.

The wooden box seemed to contain an indescribable attraction. In an instant, the whole table's breathing stopped, and all eyes moved with the wooden box.

Wu Zong reached out to take the wooden box and opened it with everyone's eyes.

I saw a row of red shells arranged inside. Compared to the black and white double shells, some were shiny, and some had a gap on the edges... each had its own differences.

The same red shells have a slight smell of fishy smell, as if they were pickled with blood and salt.

But this smell is not disgusting, but it carries a magic power that can devour the soul and make people sink.

"cowry…"

Zhang Baoren's heart trembled, and the Chaos Clouds in the Unpredictable Land above his head unfolded to the greatest extent.

Resist the weird invasion while guarding against others to do something to yourself.

Wu Zong held the wooden box containing red shells and smiled: "We are working hard here, isn't this what we are asking for?"

As he said that, he threw one away and landed it steadily in front of Zhang Baoren.

Zhang Baoren dragged the lid and buckled it up, and the wooden box was closed again with a bang.

Wu Zong smiled and said, "Brother, do you believe in our sincerity this time?"
Chapter completed!