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Chapter 3757

Chapter 3757

Zhou Yuan not only established Incense Fate in Nanlin, but also had many believers in Nanhai, so Zhou Yuan could use the power of faith in this land. This was the first time Zhou Yuan used it.

Ever since he discovered that the power of faith is only the power produced by the fusion of basic laws, Zhou Yuan has understood how to use it and how to communicate with it. The five people who wanted to rob Zhou Yuan actually fell into Zhou Yuan's trap.

With Zhou Yuan's escape speed, there was no way they could catch up with him. But Zhou Yuan just couldn't help it, couldn't hold back his impulse, and was trying to figure out how to use the power of faith. Is there any reason not to use it?

The power of faith is placed on the index finger of the right hand. It is just a drop, full of unstable and destructive energy. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder are rotating and moving within it. The white power of faith is communicated with Zhou Yuan's spiritual consciousness, and it quickly

Float towards the five people.

The dazzling white light finally turned into a colorful light. Before the five people had time to cover their eyes, they were melted without any trace left, leaving them without the ability to resist.

Zhou Yuan's use of such a rough method was like throwing a grenade. About half of his spiritual power was used to guide and transport it. Zhou Yuan was very tired, leaving residual fluctuations of fragments of the Seven Attribute Laws around him.

"Huh?" A young girl in the distance felt the unusual fluctuations and thought to herself: "Is there a ninth-grade monk here?" Then she curiously headed in the direction of Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan happened to be in no hurry to leave. The consumption of his spiritual consciousness just now made Zhou Yuan feel that it was too much and he needed to regulate his breath. He believed that the people in the Exile Domain could deal with the monsters just now.

Besides, the monsters just now only invaded a few islands, which was not in line with Zhou Yuan's expectations. He hoped that these monsters could win, or to be precise, they could form a climate.

Only in this way can the threat be formed for a longer period of time, allowing the remaining people to work hard to cure the situation. If Zhou Yuan appears at the moment when they are about to lose, he can save them and greatly increase the power of faith in prayer.

So after Zhou Yuan was ready to rest, he went to another monster beast tide point to fish in troubled waters. After adjusting his breath, Zhou Yuan, who was in the center of the aftermath of the law, opened his eyes, and a young woman appeared in front of him.

"It's so similar." The young girl muttered, as if she couldn't believe it.

Zhou Yuan looked at her strangely, feeling that the fluctuations were unfathomable. She should be a seventh-grade monk or above, probably an eighth-grade monk. Unexpectedly, she was so young and full of talents. Strangely, Zhou Yuan felt a little familiar.

"Who is this girl?" Zhou Yuan couldn't help but asked first. Zhou Yuan did not use words such as "senior". Although he was facing an eighth-grade monk, Zhou Yuan had already mastered the power of faith of the ninth-grade earth immortal.

Don't be afraid of her.

This is why this young girl is very strange. She doesn't hold Zhou Yuan's disrespect at all, and even loses control of her emotions for no reason. Her shiny black hair turns to aqua blue, and the aura in her hands really strengthens.

Suddenly Zhou Yuan saw a tornado appear in the hand of the woman in front of him, and gradually the surrounding water vapor began to be summoned by it, forming a huge waterspout.

Zhou Yuan frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on. The woman was so emotionally unstable, but Zhou Yuan did not feel any malice, and his right hand that was about to summon the power of faith slowly lowered his hand.

Suddenly, a waterspout whizzed past Zhou Yuan's head, almost wiping Zhou Yuan's hair, making him even more confused, and said: "May I ask if we know this girl?"

The young girl's name was Zhou Xinyun. She was an eighth-grade monk. She just felt the aura of a ninth-grade monk here and rushed over to take advantage of the opportunity. Unexpectedly, she met Zhou Yuan.

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