"It's more than a year late. It seems that there are not enough statues of Emperor Youdu in other places."

"Yes, but the sacrifice has finally begun. Do you think Wushuang Fist God and Emperor Youdu will respond?"

In the square, many people began to gather.

Today is the day of their sacrifice, and it will start soon.

They could only find time to chat.

"The God of Wushuang Fist once protected my fists. With so many of us around, he will definitely pay attention to it."

Aoki said to himself.

But he didn't say if he would respond.

because....

Wushuang Fist God is the invincible God of War.

Not the god of water.

The woman looked up at the statue on the high platform, but said nothing.

Then she looked around again, some young people were very excited.

And some of the older ones, who are more ordinary, should follow the trend.

Ba has enshrined some gods, but no one has ever performed a miracle.

And there are many powerful people in Pakistan.

They themselves are not bad, but very few of them understand the magic of immortality between heaven and earth.

They are Ba people, people called ghosts.

How to understand the magic of immortality?

Their brains are not very good.

Wushuang Fist God comes from outside, so how can he respond to Ba Guo's request for rain?

But it hadn't rained for a long time, so I had to come.

What if?

What if it does rain?

"Do you think Wushuang Fist God thinks we are embarrassing him?"

"Why?"

"Wu Shuang Fist God is the God of War."

"Yes, I don't remember even if you don't say it, but there must be a reason for the city lord to make sacrifices."

"What reason?"

"how could I know?"

"Then you're still here?"

"Everyone is here, if I don't come, won't it appear that I don't fit in?"

"It makes sense, stand still, it's time to start."

At this moment an old man appeared on the square, he looked at everyone and said:

"The sacrifice begins."

At this moment, there was no sound in the square.

Everyone bowed their heads and bowed respectfully to the statue on the high platform.

When the sacrifice reached the last moment, the old man came to the statue and raised his hands high, with respect in his voice:

"Respected Emperor Youdu, the invincible and great Wushuang Fist God, please lower your gaze and listen to our devout thoughts.

Please send rain and dew to the people of Pakistan, and continue the vitality of the land of Pakistan. "

"Please send rain and dew to the people of Pakistan, so that the land of Pakistan will continue to be alive."

"Please send rain and dew to the people of Pakistan, so that the land of Pakistan will continue to be alive."

These words resounded in the square,

Many people are devout, and no one dares to be disrespectful.

Aoki's A Niang also lowered her body respectfully and spoke respectfully.

After everyone's voice fell, they didn't feel any change.

He also didn't realize that Wushuang Fist God and Emperor Youdu cast their gazes.

Sure enough, can't you?

Boom!

The moment someone began to sigh, there was a roar in the sky.

boom!

At this moment, everyone looked up to the sky.

Thunder appeared in space, and dark clouds surged high in the sky.

call!

got windy.

The wind is surging, and the thunder is raging.

Everyone in the square looked at the sky in disbelief.

Looking at this sudden scene.

The change of dark clouds made everyone feel strange.

It looks like it's going to rain.

At this time, they saw that there seemed to be an invisible big hand above the dark clouds, controlling everything.

Boom!

Thunder pierced the sky.

Crash!

Heavy rain started falling from the sky.

It fell on the square, it fell on Ayutthaya, it fell on them all.

At this moment, cheers sounded in the square.

"It's raining, it's really raining."

"It's Wushuangquan God."

"The invincible god of war."

Aoki's aunt felt the rain, a little unbelievable.

Really, responded.

Wushuangquan God?

At the same time, Baguo ghost energy began to inject this technique.

Then the technique began to extend, extending to the whole country of Pakistan.

"Look."

Someone immediately pointed to the secret and said:

"There was also thunder in the sky, and it was raining everywhere."

"The God of Peerless Fist, the Great Emperor Youdu."

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted the name of Wushuangquan God.

The next moment, the sound began to become orderly, sweeping away like a wave.

...

...

In Nether Cave, Jiang Lan looked at the situation in Shan Hai Jing, and was a little surprised.

But it was expected.

He was able to see countless scenes, dark clouds were covering these scenes, and heavy rain was spreading all over Pakistan.

Such power is definitely beyond Jiang Lan's ability.

It is Pakistan's national destiny that fuels the flames.

"Sure enough, he needs to work hard enough to gain enough."

Jiang Lan thought to himself, so he has completed his response.

In the end, it depends on whether you can get an equal harvest.

"Human beings are despicable and cunning, but Wushuangquan God is not.

Although our brains are not good, we can afford to lose and keep our promises.

Wushuang Fist God, you have won the friendship of Pakistan. "

The loud voice reached Jiang Lan's ears. Of course, it was not only the sound of Ba Guo's national luck, but also the sound of Ba Guo's countless waves.

They are cheering.

I just heard the ghostly words of Ba Guoguo.

It made Jiang Lan feel that the other party was saying that he was not human.

You really shouldn't pay too much attention to nonsense.

As for Pakistan's friendship, he didn't think it was of any use.

Moreover, how can you trust verbal friendship?

The words of the strong may just be spoken casually, if you can say it to him today, you can say it to others tomorrow.

For countless years, who knows how many people have gained the friendship of Pakistan?

Baguo remember?

So, this kind of thing doesn't need to be taken too seriously.

When he did finish responding, he stopped the connection.

Shan Hai Jing also put away.

It's just that not long after he put away the mountain sea mirror, he suddenly felt something strange.

There was a sound coming from his ear, it was Ba Guo's raving.

And with the appearance of ravings, he seemed to be rising, heading towards the endless sky.

At this moment, the endless distance passed by him, and he came to the high altitude, and came to the unknown area connected by the god.

He saw the area he was connected to, like a star.

boom!

He landed on this star.

It was a place covered in mist, and when he looked up, he found himself standing in front of a huge gate.

On the top of the gate, there are four big characters written - Gu Yu Xia Gong.

boom!

The mist began to spread, and Jiang Lan felt as if he had merged into this place.

His perception spread directly, looked up to the sky, and found that there were other stars in the sky.

Huge.

"Is this where the god's seat is?"

He found that there were shining stars and dim stars.

However, the exact number cannot be seen through.

Jiang Lan knew that he should be in control of the god position, so that he could get a glimpse of it.

But it's still just the tip of the iceberg.

Not strong enough.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to pay attention to the outside, but to enter the Ancient Imperial Palace to have a look.

When he came to the gate, he walked in one step.

Just when he entered, there was endless thunder in his ears.

Boom!

Boom! !

After the thunder sounded, Jiang Lan couldn't hold on, feeling like his brain was about to explode on the spot.

boom!

He was pushed back.

But just for a moment, he saw a picture.

Countless palaces are collapsing and shattering.

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