What is It Like To Be Summoned As a Giant?

Seeing Kong Xuan appear on the stage, Tang Lin's first reaction was to run away. He really couldn't beat this guy, and he didn't even have a chance to fight. For example, if you use magic weapons or spells to teach those golden immortals, Tang Lin can try his best. After all, he is difficult to kill.

However, Kong Xuan's five-color divine light is instantaneous and will not give you any chance to "match the wave". The magic weapon is also useless. Once the five-color divine light is swiped, the treasure and magic whip will be taken away.

Tang Lin sighed. It seemed that he was going to use the last life-saving talisman today.

Just as he was about to stand up and accept the challenge, the old man next to him said at this moment: "I drank your sugar water and owe you a favor. How about an experienced man fight for you?"

You also know that it is sugar water, but you still drink it so enthusiastically? Were you just pretending before?

But Tang Lin was not prepared to let this old man wade in troubled waters, no matter who he was.

"Old man, all the so-called saints are ants. This one in front of me is probably the biggest ant, so let me do it myself." Tang Lin said.

"Below the saints are all ants. This is a good saying. For this reason, the old man should also help you. But since you are not willing to let me take action for you, I will lend you this treasure." The old man smiled and held out his hand. He threw the dead branch towards Tang Lin.

The dead branch grew in the wind and began to sprout. When it floated in front of Tang Lin, it had turned into a green branch covered with emerald-like leaves.

Tang Lin held the branch in his hand, but it felt extremely heavy. You know, Tang Lin's strength is already extremely exaggerated in the real world. He can lift anything weighing five or six tons as a dumbbell with one hand.

Converting it to the world he traveled through, it was a real effort to move mountains and reclaim seas, but this branch made him feel strenuous, requiring both hands to hold it firmly.

"Is this... the Seven Treasures Tree?!" Tang Lin thought in shock.

This branch-shaped magic weapon is the most famous in the world of gods. Could it be that the old man next to him is actually a Taoist priest?

But he was not allowed to ask any more questions. Kong Xuan had already moved his hand, raised the long knife in his hand and slashed at Tang Lin, regardless of the size difference between the two. Kong Xuan's martial arts skills were also extraordinary. This sword produced a large blade, which was enough to split Tang Lin's head open.

Tang Lin poured mana into the branch in his hand and pointed it towards the long knife. The blue light on the branches collided with Kong Xuan's sword, but it was silent and there was no earth-shattering momentum.

But when Kong Xuan's sword met the clear light, it was like ice and snow meeting the sun. It quickly dissipated into nothingness. Even Kong Xuan's long sword couldn't bear the force and flew away. Originally, this long knife was considered a treasure. The blade was gleaming with cold light and could cut jade into gold. However, after Tang Lin brushed it off with a branch, it completely lost its spirituality and became nothing more than scrap metal.

Kong Xuan was shocked and changed to a golden whip, but the result was the same. The golden whip was brushed by the branches and fell to the side.

"What a treasure." Tang Lin sighed with emotion.

This magic weapon is much stronger than his Five Spirit Sword. It feels like it can kill you with a branch no matter how strong you are.

However, the amount of mana consumed was alarmingly large. Tang Lin had to do his best to control this magic weapon, and was no longer able to control other magic weapons.

When Kong Xuan saw this situation, he also understood that ordinary methods could not deal with this magic weapon, so he quickly released his strongest five-color divine light and directed it towards Tang Lin with a ray of yellow light.

Tang Lin quickly raised a branch to resist. The clear light and yellow light collided, emitting bursts of halo, as magnificent as the aurora. It is also a competition with little fanfare, but the danger is not small.

Tang Lin only felt that the mana consumption had increased several times. If he hadn't practiced for several years and accumulated a lot of mana, he might not be able to use this magic weapon now.

In fact, Kong Xuan was more worried than Tang Lin. The five-color divine light was his greatest magical power and should be invincible. Once he encounters someone who cannot be brushed off, Kong Xuan knows in his heart that he has met a saint.

Just like Taoist Lihuo said just now, all saints are ants, so the five-color divine light is useless to saints.

Judging from this, the magic weapon in Tang Lin's hand should have been taken by the saint.

Turning his head and glancing at the old man, Kong Xuan knew that he had hit a brick wall. As the most powerful person among the saints, Kong Xuan became an official not because of the salary, but because humanity was in vogue, and he wanted to use the luck of humanity to take himself one step further, from the so-called "quasi-sage" to the The realm of saints.

Now that the saints have taken action, Kong Xuan is not ready to risk his life.

Immediately, he withdrew the five-color divine light, and Kong Xuan said to Tang Lin: "Taoist Lihuo, Kong Xuan admits defeat in this battle."

Tang Lin was a little surprised. He had been fighting hard just now, and his mana could hardly keep up with the consumption of the branches. Maybe Kong Xuan could win if he persisted for a while longer.

However, Tang Lin was not a fool. He could even imagine that the branch in his hand was the Seven Treasures Tree. How could Kong Xuan not understand that it was reasonable to admit defeat.

"In this case, please release my senior sister. It's time for King Wu Cheng to return to the court." Tang Lin said to Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan nodded and said, "It should be so. Kong Xuan will just say goodbye."

After saying this, Kong Xuan flew away without looking back, as if he didn't want to stay for a second longer.

After watching Kong Xuan leave, Tang Lin returned the treasure in his hand to the old man.

"Sage, this disciple is rude." Tang Lin said politely.

"No need to be polite, you are not my disciple. However, I see that you are destined to my Western Sect. If you want to join my Western Sect, you can be my first direct disciple. It is much better than you being in the Jie Sect. After all, I have a junior brother. Pick up."

Taoist Zhunti's words made Tang Lin tremble with fear.

Who on earth has a connection with your Western religion? Who the hell is related to your Western religion? But it seems true. The two saints of the Western Church are indeed more powerful. After all, the saints are all ants underneath. No wonder so many people later joined the Western Church.

But how could Tang Lin break away from Jie Jiao and join the Western religion? He said to the Taoist priest: "My disciple's six roots are impure, so I'm afraid he is not suitable for Western religion."

"Pure six roots? When does our Western religion need six purified roots? However, what you say is not bad. If you can purify the six roots, it may be much greater than ordinary people becoming enlightened." Taoist Zhunti nodded and said.

Tang Lin suddenly had a strange feeling. Couldn't the various precepts of becoming a monk be because of his high-pitched words at this time?

Come to think of it, there are only two saints in Western Christianity today, and regardless of whether they are Zhunti or Jieyin, the essence is still Taoist enlightenment. Maybe there was a little bit of Protestant ideas in establishing Western Christianity, but it was far from the time when the doctrine was complete. Tang Lin's words may indeed have many impacts on Western religions.

"The saint is here to help, but I don't know what advice you have?" Tang Lin asked.

Nowadays, all the gods in the world know that Tang Lin is the key to becoming a god. Since Taoist Zhunti found him and helped him, he probably has the same thoughts about becoming a god as Saint Nuwa.

Tang Lin also hoped that Taoist Zhunti would ask for the same number of places as Nuwa, so that he would have three saints behind him, or if he added Taoist Jingyin, it would be four.

There are only a few saints in the Battle of the Gods, and there are four of them standing behind me. Doesn’t that mean that the entire world of Gods is not fair? After traveling through time for so long, Tang Lin still felt that when he could crush him, he would definitely crush him.

Taoist Zhunti was not polite and said to Tang Lin, "There are rumors that you can resurrect the dead. I want to see it."