Just as Liu Mang continued to use the tear-gas technique, a light gate appeared, and then a large group of people in white robes walked out from it.

The leaders were Yana and Lin Mo.

When Lou Yaohe saw Lin Mo with four horns growing on his body and bloodshot eyes, his heart felt like it was being pulled.

"You mortals, you come here to blaspheme the gods once or twice. Do you think we gods have no temper?"

It was Yana who spoke.

"Bullshit god, do gods look like this?" Wang Fugui pointed at Lin Mo.

"Fatty Wang, go and show him what God is."

"Okay, boss!"

Wang Fugui responded, threw out a flying sword, jumped up and stepped on the flying sword to rush towards the enemy.

"Liu, what's going on with Liu Mang?" Lou Yaohe and others were stunned.

Is there anyone flying like this?

"Just wait and see! If that god doesn't show up, they won't be a match for Fatty Wang."

Seeing that the person coming was not the same as last time, Yana immediately ordered Lin Mo: "Lin Mo, come with me."

"Okay! Hehehe~~~"

Lin Mo's smile was very creepy, but in Yana's eyes, he was indeed very handsome.

Every time I think about playing mahjong with him at night, I feel extremely excited.

Even raising the staff and chanting the spell was a bit faster.

"Lin Mo, go ahead! I'll cover you."

"Don't eat grapes and don't spit out the grape skins..." As Yana chanted the spell, a pair of devil wings suddenly grew out from behind Lin Mo.

With a kick of his legs, he rushed towards Fatty Wang in the air like a cannonball.

Wang Fugui showed no fear at all and calmly took out a piece of iron as big as a door panel.

If Yang Guo saw it, he would definitely feel extremely familiar.

Isn’t this a magic weapon made by some genius?

Lin Mo looked at Wang Fugui who was so close to him with a ferocious expression, and a look of joy as if revenge was about to come appeared on the devil's face.

Bang!

When he was about to hit his enemy with a punch, Wang Fugui rudely lifted the door and slammed it!

As fast as Lin Mo came, he fell twice as fast.

Boom!

Lin Mo was completely embedded in the ground, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Lin Mo!"

"Lin Mo!"

There were two shouts, one from Yana and the other from Lou Yaohe.

"Hey, hey! Hebao, why are you looking at me like that? It was Fatty who hit me!"

Liu Mang felt unwell when he was stared at by Lou Yaohe's resentful eyes.

"asshole!"

Yana was very angry. It was only since she played mahjong with Lin Mo that she felt like she was winning.

Now that his poker friend has been hit by this fat guy, he doesn’t know if he is dead or not.

"Go to hell, fat guy, don't eat grapes and don't spit out the grape skins..."

A beam of fire with a diameter of more than two meters rushed straight towards Wang Fugui.

"Magic. Water control."

Wang Fugui calmly opened his hands, and a rabbit transformed into water swallowed the fire bundle in one gulp.

Liu Mang was very upset.

Everyone bought the secret book from Rabbit Loli, why is yours so special?

"It's your turn!"

Wang Fugui controlled the water rabbit to kick its legs, and in an instant, Yana vomited blood and flew backwards.

"So, this fat guy is qualified to be your team leader, right?"

Liu Mang raised his eyebrows at Lou Yaohe, who nodded blankly in agreement.

"You bastard! How dare you hurt my divine messenger? You deserve to die."

Wang Fugui wanted to continue to finish off the opponent, but at this moment, a powerful pressure came straight towards him from the light gate.

Wang Fugui immediately vomited blood and fell from a high altitude.

"Here he comes!" Liu Mang stared at the light gate, and did not forget to pull Wang Fugui back through the air.

Throw a healing pill to Wang Fugui.

He stared at the light gate.

The guy was standing on the Heavenly Dao Pearl, with a faint glow on his body and a halo on his back, but he still pretended to be gentle.

"Why are you blaspheming God?"

Except for Liu Mang and Wang Fugui, everyone else felt as if they were facing a true God.

"Liu, Liu Mang, is this God?"

Before Liu Mang could reply, the god saw Lou Yaohe and smiled at her gently.

"Would you like to be a servant of God?"

"I, I..."

Lou Yaohe didn't know why, but she had the urge to worship this man.

At this moment, a big hand pulled her into an embrace, and that feeling disappeared instantly.

When I looked up, it turned out to be Liu Mang.

I didn't expect that this bastard looked so attractive from this perspective, and my cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment.

Lin Mo, who had just climbed out of the pit, saw this scene and his anger instantly soared to the sky.

"Liu Mang, you bastard!"

"Noisy!"

With a casual swing, a gust of wind sent Lin Mo flying.

"Um?"

The god was slightly surprised when he saw this.

At that moment, he felt that Liu Mang's cultivation level was about the same as his.

In fact, his real cultivation level was only the middle stage of Mahayana. It was only because he obtained some authority from the Heavenly Dao that Liu Mang felt that he was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

But Liu Mang didn’t know this!

"Who are you?"

"Me? You don't deserve to know!"

God looked at him coldly.

"You defy the gods, you deserve to die."

As he spoke, he immediately condensed a huge palm of true energy in front of him.

Liu Mang didn't dare to be careless and pushed Lou Yaohe aside.

Then he flew up into the air and used his thunder-attributed true energy to condense a palm that was slightly larger than the god's.

"What? You, you, you are a cultivator, and you are in the Mahayana stage."

God was very surprised and his face looked very ugly.

At this moment, a smug laugh emanated from the Heavenly Dao Pearl. "Haha! Someone from my organization has also arrived. I told you before, did you think you had won?"

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