At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

An uncontrollable fear appeared on the face of the man with the scar. His figure exploded back in the woods, leaving behind only a gust of wind at such an extreme speed that he was already thousands of miles away in an instant.

A silhouette was slowly outlined by a lake, as if appearing out of thin air.

It was the man with the scar.

He was terrified, as if he still had lingering fears in his heart:

"Fortunately, I moved quickly and was not caught by that guy. It's really scary!" He breathed heavily, recalling the coldness from the bone marrow just now, he only felt that he was still afraid now, but he sneered after only a moment A few times, "But so what? When you go back and report to the Palace Master, no matter who you are, you have to die!"

He came to the lake, lowered his body and picked up a handful of lake water to wash away all the traces on his face.

The scar that had penetrated into the face became blurred like paint, and then was washed clean with the lake water, leaving a face that was completely another person.

"Hey, even this face is fake, it seems that we really appreciate you very much!"

The scarred man, oh no, now it should be said that the unscarred man suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the reflection in the lake, and found that it turned out to be a completely strange guy.

"Damn it, you haven't shaken it off yet!" The tall figure suddenly stood up, and was about to turn around to attack, but was directly smashed to the ground by an irresistible force.

There was a loud bang, and a huge palm print suddenly appeared on the ground by the lake.

The ground sank a few centimeters where it was affected, and there was a deep human-shaped pit in the center of the palm print.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I actually didn't want to beat you like this, but it's a pity I couldn't hold back!" Zhao Feiyu walked out slowly from the void, the light in his eyes flickered, and the figure from the ground was pulled out by invisible forces and floated in front of him.

The man without scar raised his head with difficulty, wanting to see who dared to attack him.

What caught my eye was a young man who looked nothing special, with black eyes and black hair, wearing a tight-fitting jacket, with a leisurely smile on his lips all the time.

As if he was not fighting now, but just teasing a mouse.

"Who are you?" The man without scars swallowed hard when he realized that he might have provoked an incredible existence.

"Before you question my identity, let me ask you something more useful."

The young man in black shook his head, and the man without scars felt that the surrounding environment suddenly became distorted, and countless distorted and chaotic lights wrapped around his body like the craziest picture scroll.

But it only lasted for a few seconds, the chaos subsided, and the scattered lights entwined together in an orderly manner again.

And the surrounding environment is already outside that cave.

"What is this for?"

Zhao Feiyu tilted his head and asked, his bland eyes couldn't see any emotion.

"I... I don't know, it was the old man who asked me to bring some unlucky ghosts into the palace every once in a while. I really don't know anything!"

The unscarred man struggled in panic, afraid that the unknown strong man in front of him would be upset and thrown into him.

"You see, don't you know that this is called sacrifice?" Zhao Feiyu grinned, showing a row of white teeth, "Say, which evil god do you believe in?"

"Evil God?"

The man without scars was stunned, and denied it flatly: "No, no, what we worship is not an evil god. He is the Lord of the Abyss, an incomparably great existence, and he is not an evil god!"

"Isn't it an evil god?" Zhao Feiyu sneered coldly: "The guy who sacrificed with blood, isn't this an evil god?"

He paused, and continued to ask: "What does your palace master want to do? Why do you suddenly want to provoke a war with the Apocalypse Alliance?"

"Apocalypse Alliance? Could it be that he is a strong person in the Apocalypse Alliance??"

The man without scars thought secretly in his heart, but his expression remained calm:

"I don't know, I don't know what the Palace Master means, but I guess he just wants to find a survivable environment for us, and prevent the Apocalypse League from being dominant..."

This guy is actually not honest... Zhao Feiyu's face darkened, and then he didn't say a word, and walked towards the dark cave with this guy.

"No, don't, I said, I can't even say it!"

The man without scar yelled in horror, even his voice began to distort.

He knew what would happen if he was really thrown into this cave, so he didn't dare to resist at all, and shouted loudly:

"Hall Master, Hall Master wants to release the suppressed Lord of the Abyss!"

Zhao Feiyu paused and said, "Well, I see, now is the last question."

"What's your name?"

Both legs of the man without scars were weak, and he said quickly, "My name is Broken Finger, I'm Broken Finger, and I'm a believer of the Lord. In order to monitor the Hall Master, he replaced the original Deputy Commander of the Rebel Army in the Spirit Hall."

"Please let me go, I really don't want to die..."

"Well, I know!" Zhao Feiyu nodded in agreement, and without waiting for the smile on Broken Finger's face to bloom, he threw him into the deep cave.

Hearing the sharp screams in his ear gradually subside, Zhao Feiyu clapped his hands and said expressionlessly:

"Those hundreds of people don't want to die, so..."

"Go and talk to them."

Zhao Feiyu turned around slowly, took out a mirror and looked at it, and in the mirror he had become a man without scars.

Not only the face, but even the details of the breath and cultivation base are like rubbings.

Suddenly, Zhao Feiyu turned around and looked at this tall mountain range, his face became a little dignified: "The Lord of the Abyss?"

He is no stranger to the abyss.I remember that the ancestor Hongjun went deep into the abyss and did not come out, but it is not clear whether the two abysses can be equated.

Facing the gods, Zhao Feiyu didn't dare to be careless.

Because every human god is related to the existence beyond the limit of human understanding, even he is a little powerless in the face of such a powerful force.

At the same time, Zhao Feiyu also had a lot of doubts in his heart:

"The God of the White Tiger once said that the number of gods in the world is fixed, and that's because the number of gods will not change."

In the case that the old gods are satisfied, no new gods will be generated.

So how many gods exist in the world?And how to define the level of strength?

Zhao Feiyu rubbed his forehead and suddenly felt a headache:

"This world is really getting more and more complicated. If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces. Alas, let Yu Xiao and the others come back first. In a battlefield with a god, it is very dangerous to run around."

Thinking about what to do next, Zhao Feiyu decided not to move the evil god altar here.

It's easy to scare the snake, and God knows if this sealed god will jump over the wall and bite people in a hurry.