"It seems that Yiyiyi has just expanded step by step, right?" Seeing the relevant information after the promotion of the level 16 divine character, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment. This result was really different from his initial expectations.

Fortunately, his strength has increased to the current level, and Ye Yangcheng's own attention to the new theocracy has also been reduced to an optional level. After a little disappointed, he adjusted his mindset and no longer paid attention to the expanded theocracy.

"The Jiuxiao Divine Character has reached level 16, and the promotion to level 17 is imminent." He looked down at the page 17 that had not yet been opened. Thinking of the pain he had just endured, he couldn't help but pat his chest with some fear and muttered: "This time, you should let me fall into a coma!"

As soon as he closed his eyes, he was caught in the face of the death squad. Ye Yangcheng was as if he was a bachelor, and he turned on the page 17 with a flash of 9th God...

However, when the thunder of Feng did not appear, the Huaxia Temple was silent.

After waiting for a while with his eyes closed, he did not see any abnormal reaction of the Jiuxiao Divine Character. Ye Yangcheng, who was ready to bear the pain, was a little surprised. He subconsciously opened his eyes, but saw a dense passage of words written on the page of the Jiuxiao Divine Character.

He shook his head and woke himself up a little, then looked closely, and then...

"Fuck, you say..." "Boom!" The last one, I, before I could even get out of my word, Ye Yangcheng was shaken by the sudden thunder.

I saw that the following is written on the page of the 17th real Jiuxiao Divine Character: Given that the promotion of the 17th level of God will bring unbearable pain to the holders of the Jiuxiao Divine Character, this God recommends that the holders of the Jiuxiao Divine Character immediately hypnotize themselves or find ways to put themselves into a deep sleep. This promotion of the 17th level of God will officially begin in 00 seconds...

It is not difficult to see from the above content that the 00 seconds should be the number 99 at the beginning, and then the countdown will be... Ye Yangcheng closed his eyes and waited there, but the result...

"Ah..." A shrill scream sounded earth-shaking, and a tragic scene was being staged in the Huaxia Temple.

Because of the invasion of the ghost army, the entire earth was destroyed and full of holes. Even though all ghosts who crossed the border have been cleared, the ruins still remind the world of the tragedy that had happened here.

Yang Tengfei appeared here over the US White House that had been turned into ruins with Ye Yangcheng's order, and no less than 100,000 protesters had gathered.

"Protesting the injustice of the Nine Sky Temple!"

"Protest the Dragon Lord favors China!"

"Protesting the Jiuxiao Temple sits on the tragedy and ignores it!"

"Anti-recognition..." "Protest..." "Anti-recognition..." "Anti-recognition..."

The White House, which was turned into ruins, has been hung with countless banners. More than 100,000 people gathered here, shouting neat slogans, and their faces are filled with anger.

Among these more than 100,000 protesters, at least more than 50,000 protesters were once believers of the Nine Sky Temple, but now, they no longer leave their anger and completely occupy their chests.

They need to vent and protest, but more of them are in this way to remember their relatives who died under the sharp claws of evil ghosts. They are roaring, shouting and crying...

Yang Tengfei appeared quietly in the sky, his face calmly glanced at the crying protesters below. As a divine messenger who had died once, his view on birth, old age, sickness and death was completely on two extremes as ordinary people.

But it is undeniable that he was touched by the atmosphere at the protest scene.

He had been a divine envoy under Ye Yangcheng for so long, and it was not until this time that he suddenly remembered that his relatives still lived in a distant mountain village in China!

Before he became a servant in Yeyang City, he was a killer of the alien killing organization, but he still had blood in his hometown and had relatives. He still lives in that remote mountain village.

Listening to the cry of the protesters below, he suddenly thought of his relatives, but he quickly suppressed his impulse and shook his head slightly and said to himself: "They should all think I am dead, right? I seem to be dead."

After murmured to himself, he shook his head and restrained his messy thoughts in his heart, he calmed down and took a deep breath. He raised his hand and waved it gently, and a golden light curtain was sprinkled.

The light curtain was flowing on everyone's body, and the warm sense of peace quickly sootheed the restlessness of these protesters. Only then did Yang Tengfei reveal his figure and slowly fall down.

"I am Yang Tengfei, a god envoy under the command of the Dragon Lord. I am here to answer your questions for you." He spoke fluent English from Yang Tengfei's mouth.

The attention of the protesters was successfully shifted to Yang Tengfei. They subconsciously took a step back, and no one dared to shout any protest slogans at this time.

After experiencing the disaster of the attack by the army of ghosts, their courage has become very small. When facing Yang Tengfei falling from the sky, they instinctively chose to retreat.

Yang Tengfei saw the reactions of these protesters in his heart, and a little heavy expression appeared on his round and fat face. He said: "Your Majesty the Dragon Lord is also very sad about the experience that happened to you."

"... Liar, liar!" A young man was hiding and evasive in the crowd. The people's emotions that had just calmed down were immediately mobilized. For a moment, the word "scam" and "liar" echoed at the scene for a long time, one after another! But Yang Tengfei showed no sign of being angry. He just mentioned his own volume. He took a step forward and said, "Yes, you have indeed encountered a disaster, and your relatives were also killed in this disaster, but you are lucky!"

"If His Majesty the Dragon Lord could not bear to have you been massacred by those evil ghosts and sent a large number of divine troops to safeguard the safety of the earth, do you think you can still stand here to protest?"

"This war, not only did the earth suffer severe damage, but His Majesty the Dragon Lord also suffered huge losses! God's messenger, God's messenger! In this war, Mo Luo's messenger had more than one million... These are immortal gods!"

"If it weren't for you, they would have fallen. The God Realm is an extremely powerful world. The army of ghosts does not have the courage to enter the God Realm. They can stay in the God Realm very safely and live their peaceful and stable life!"

"But what about them? They don't!"

"Because His Majesty the Dragon Lord said that the earth is his hometown, and there are thousands of his compatriots on the earth! So the envoy of the gods descended on the earth and helped the earth drive out the evil spirits of the coming ghosts."

"Millions of gods fell on earth! Hundreds of millions of firebirds died in battle! The beautiful and noble red gold eagle also suffered a catastrophe in this war... Why do you protest? What reasons do you have to protest? Touch your conscience. "If there was no rescue of the Dragon Lord, you could still stand alive now?"

Yang Tengfei's voice became louder and louder, and his tone became heavier. At the end, it was almost like a scolding. The hundreds of thousands of people present were silent and no one could find any reason to refute.

Looking at the tens of thousands of people who were silent, Yang Tengfei took a deep breath and his tone slowed down a lot: "I know, you are all gathered here to protest your so-called injustice because you cannot accept the death of your relatives and the destruction of your home."

"But His Majesty the Dragon Lord is the God of Earth. In the eyes of His Majesty the Dragon Lord, whether it is a white, a black or a yellow person, whether it is an American, a British or a Chinese, they are all his people, his believers, and all compatriots he wants to protect!"

"In fact, His Majesty the Dragon Lord did this. In order to protect the earth, he did not hesitate to lose ten thousand years of cultivation and descend on the earth to safeguard the life and death of the earth. In order to protect your life and death, he sacrificed countless divine envoys under his command..."

"Now, the evil ghosts who broke into the earth have been defeated by His Majesty the Dragon Lord, and all the evil ghosts have been punished as they deserve."

"But what about you? You all did it?"

"Your Majesty the Dragon Lord protects you selflessly." What about you? But you appeared here, pulled up banners, put up slogans, and protested that Your Majesty the Dragon Lord is unfair to you... Don't you feel ashamed?!"

Yang Tengfei said with great enthusiasm, and the protesters gathered here gradually lowered their originally raised heads, and they did feel ashamed.

But some people still couldn't help asking: "Then" May I ask the noble envoy, since His Majesty the Dragon Lord treats everyone equally, why has the whole world been damaged by devastating damage, but China does not? Please answer me, please answer us!"

This is the last obsession in everyone's heart. If this question is not answered, all Yang Tengfei's previous efforts will be wasted.

But obviously, Yang Tengfei is not that stupid, and he has long had a reasonable statement on this issue.

Hearing this man asked the most sharp question, Yang Tengfei was not angry or annoyed, but just smiled gently and replied: "Because China is the first country to cover the Jiuxiao Temple, the devout faith gathered in the temple scared the advance of the ghost army."

"His Majesty the Dragon Lord originally planned to build temples in various countries as soon as possible, but it was strongly opposed by the leaders of your national government. Your leaders asked the Jiuxiao Temple to build temples in other countries first. Therefore, the construction of the temple was delayed... and you also suffered huge losses."

"Now, I have brought the decree issued by His Majesty the Dragon Lord himself... In the next three months, the temples of the Jiuxiao Temple will be spread all over the world!"

"At that time, all of you will be protected by the Temple of Nine Sky, and you will all be blessed by the Temple!"

The national leaders oppose it? Anyway, there is no evidence of death. Who will take the blame if they don’t take it? Looking at the excited protesters, Yang Tengfei smiled with peace of mind...!~!
Chapter completed!