Zhang Tong is not a believer, but this does not prevent Zhang Tong from regarding God as the representative of the old gods.
Looking at the more and more crazy believers of the old gods, Zhang Tong's thoughts were blazing!
His whole body was like a golden sun, wrapped in blazing golden thought energy.
The three-dimensional coordinate hammer flew back into his hand, and Zhang Tong drove the three-dimensional coordinate hammer into the sky, like the sun rising in the east.
Contaminated by the power of Dawn Concept, the light released by Zhang Tong's thought energy is as sacred as sunlight.
He was suspended in the sky, holding a three-dimensional coordinate hammer in one hand and spreading his fingers on the other hand, aiming at the extraordinary beings on the ground.
Within the attack range of the Nian Qi, those extraordinary beings had certainly realized that Zhang Tong was about to take action, and they all jumped into the air to attack Zhang Tong.
But since they are not soldiers, their physical strength is far less abnormal, and it is impossible for them to jump so high.
Looking at the extraordinary beings who were looking at him fiercely like wild beasts, Zhang Tong chuckled.
Then, balls of thought energy burst out from his palms.
At first, the thought energy light groups were only the size of marbles, but with the injection of Zhang Tong's thought energy, those thought energy light groups expanded to the size of a football during flight!
Carrying terrifying kinetic energy and energy, these mind energy light balls, under Zhang Tong's will, hit those extraordinary beings like an arm!
Their obscure and evil spiritual power was simply unable to withstand the impact of Zhang Tong's mental energy.
And their bodies, which are amplified in all directions under the extraordinary strength, cannot withstand a random attack from Sequence Seven.
Boom boom boom!
With muffled sounds, the light ball of thought energy hit those extraordinary people hard, and exploded into an impact of thought energy as hot as the sun!
All the believers of the old gods, under the attack of Zhang Tong, Sequence Seven, were like toys and flew backwards in an instant!
Some chests collapsed and they died on the spot.
Some covered their eyes and let out shrill cries of pain.
There were also some who were lucky and did not die on the spot, but the power of Nian Qi still made them completely lose their combat effectiveness.
This is the power of Sequence Seven. It has an almost crushing effect on Sequence Nine who have just become extraordinary beings and have not yet had time to tap into their own power.
After getting rid of these ants easily, Zhang Tong looked up at the strange moon in the sky and whispered to himself:
"Are you hostile to me?"
"Although you have not been able to truly come to reality and cannot even see reality with your eyes, you are instinctively hostile to me."
"Is it because of God or the inanimate mother?"
Zhang Tong looked at the blood moon that seemed to be staring at him, and he couldn't understand why the blood moon in the sky was hostile to him.
If Blood Moon itself had not been hostile to him, these believers of the old gods would not have seen themselves as they saw the enemy who killed their father.
Although they are believers of the old gods, they have not lost themselves, and they will not act recklessly when they see the strong.
The only explanation is that some unknown force affects them on a spiritual level.
Shaking his head, Zhang Tong couldn't understand the key to this.
Looking at the Old God believers who had completely lost their fighting power, and the shivering classmates and teachers hiding in the teaching building, Zhang Tong pondered for a moment, and then said:
"Everyone should hide where the moonlight cannot reach and wait for rescue."
"The country will not abandon you. I hope you believe in the country."
After hanging out with Wang Xinyao and others several times, Zhang Tong knew this kind of official rhetoric.
"People from the country?"
"What happened? We have the right to know the truth!"
"What exactly is that power you have? Why don't we?"
"My leg is broken, I don't care, you have to heal me now."
As the official rhetoric spread, it not only stabilized people's hearts, but also made many people's eyes flicker.
Not everyone can resist the temptation of extraordinary power.
In particular, humans have an instinct to follow the herd. As a few people started to set the pace, the scene soon became excited.
Those who want to be taken care of, those who want to know the truth, those who want to gain strength, and those who are in the second grade of middle school kneel down to become their disciples!
Zhang Tong's powerful power, as well as the country's long-term credibility, made fear disappear at this moment.
However, facing such a group of people, Zhang Tong frowned.
It’s really noisy!
Especially some of them, it is obvious that they are setting the pace and want to seek some kind of benefit.
Nine times out of ten, those who have such means are school teachers.
Logically speaking, teachers in schools are generally divided into two types.
A kind of upright person with a mission to teach and educate people.
The other kind is similar to politicians, with unusual skills and temperament, and at the same time they want to sharpen their heads and climb up.
And such a group of people, when faced with Zhang Tong, who has unknown origins, unknown levels, and unknown personality, will naturally not jump out stupidly.
Instead, he constantly uses a subtle method to influence other people and use them as guns.
If an ordinary leader encountered such excitement, he would probably feel a little panicked.
At this time, some people are jumping out to act, and they may be able to build relationships with leaders.
However, Zhang Tong is not the leader of those who eat corpses. As a master of Nian Qi, his spirit and Qi and blood are integrated, and his senses are extremely sharp.
With just a glance, Zhang Tong discovered those people in the crowd with flickering eyes and malicious intentions.
If it were before, Zhang Tong might still be a little wary. After all, sometimes public opinion is a sharp sword.
Not to mention anything else, in a small school, public opinion and violence can drive people to depression or suicide, let alone these skilled people.
But now, Zhang Tong doesn't care what these ordinary people think.
Not only because he is powerful enough, but also because he knows how these people will be treated.
After such a big thing happened, Mingyang City must use that mysterious picture to cleanse the memories of these people.
Although after cleaning their memories, they will not remember themselves at all.
But I didn't mind and told them to shut up in advance.
Then Zhang Tong, who turned into a golden sun, suddenly pressed towards the crowd.
The terrifying coercion of the thought energy and the violent wind brought by the high-speed movement caused the hot and bright aura to drown everyone.
Looking at everyone with extremely stressful eyes, Zhang Tong said in a calm voice:
"Whoever makes noise again, I don't mind shutting him up forever."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Tong punched his side violently, and the teacher's door suddenly shattered into pieces in the brilliance of his thoughts.
Those sharp wooden thorns were suspended in the air one by one, aimed at everyone with a sharp sense of sharpness.
As a result, everyone fell silent and became completely quiet.