Heywood and others were quickly brought up. Although Song Li was standing in a corner of the hall, far away from Heywood and others, Song Li could still feel the injuries from Heywood to Heywood and others.

A sect like this is very terrifying once it is used to use the torture instruments. In order to force others to recognize their beliefs, they will do everything. What's more, this Mingzun still has other thoughts and his methods are even more cruel.

"Hywood, I'll ask you one last time, whether you are willing to believe in the deity from now on"

Ming Zun asked indifferently on the surface, but in fact he had already had a murderous intention towards Heywood, but he could not express it in front of so many believers.

"Hmph, the fake Mingzun Overlord actually wants to be worshipped by others, which is ridiculous."

In fact, for the senior members of the Zoroastrianism like Heywood, they also understand in their hearts that the so-called Holy Fire God and the so-called Ming-Supremn Overlord are all fakes and are just tools to control the thoughts of believers. Among them, the senior members of the Zoroastrian who expressed their loyalty to the Ming-Supremn Overlord understand that they were just using the Ming-Supremn Overlord to seize power from Heywood.

"Bold Heywood, who is still dead and still dares to offend Mingzun, is really damn."

An elder of the Zoroastrian sect who served Yu Mingzun shouted coldly, his eyes as if flames were about to burst out, and Heywood was burned to death.

"Haha, Ruiman, I don't know what you think in your heart. The reason why you respect this so-called Ming Zun is not to seize the position of leader of me. Poor that those ordinary church members are all buried in the valley by you."

At this time, Heywood felt bitter in his heart. If Song Li had not appeared in the sect as the Holy Fire God in recent years, how could this mysterious overlord have an opportunity to take advantage of it?

"You, you are talking nonsense. Do you know that Ming Zun just performed the holy fire bathing ceremony for us, sublimating our souls again. This Ming Zun is not only not afraid of the scorching of the holy fire, but also has a strong body. This is the legendary Ming Zun Overlord, but you doubt Ming Zun's identity, which is really unreasonable."

Reman's thought was exposed by Heywood, and he immediately refuted it. Of course, he would not admit in front of many church members that he had the idea of ​​seizing power in his heart.

"Is the elder, do you have a strong body? I am not afraid of the burning of the holy fire?"

At this time, a church member in a black cloak walked out of the crowd, saluted respectfully, and asked Riman.

"This, this" For a moment, an ordinary church member came out to ask this question, which made Ruiman feel a little uneasy. He carefully pondered the loopholes in his words just now, and a little bit was enough to continue saying: "Of course, if it was a human body, and the strongest body among humans, of course, with such a strong body, he would naturally not be afraid of the scorching fire."

Ruiman knew that if he wanted to be strong, the random one-dragon body would be very strong, so he emphasized that if it were human race, so that no one would refute it as a dragon race or other races.

"Hehe, the elder said this. I think my body is born strong. Will I be reincarnated by Mingzun?"

When he spoke, everyone in the hall was stunned and focused their eyes on him.

When the Zoroastrians enter the headquarters, they must wear hooded cloaks of different colors, and the status is also distinguished according to different colors. The person wearing a black cloak and burying his head in the hood is Song Li. The black cloak is the most intimate religious congregation at the Zoroastrian headquarters, and generally the guardian of the Zoroastrians.

"It's just a black robe sect. It's ridiculous to say that he is Ming Zun."

"You're the only one, hurry up and check the door."

"What a powerful method for your body? Show us it."

"I think this person must be a member of the Holy Fire Sect, and he is here to trouble Elder Ruiman."

For a moment, Song Li, who was wearing a black robe, became the target of attack by all the Mingzun sects.

"Well, didn't Elder Ruiman just say that I think my body is the strongest among humans. Mingzun is the strongest among humans, so I think I may also be the overlord of Mingzun. What's wrong with this?"

Song Li, under the black robe, had a bit of naive expression, and he was hesitant when he spoke. Because he was covered by a hood, others could not see his face clearly. However, from the voice and cramped surface, everyone felt that the person in front of him should be a ignorant young man, who was dreaming of being the reincarnation of the overlord of Mingzun.

"Uh, you'd better stop making trouble. Go down quickly. The scorching fire is not a joke. Maybe you will die."

Although some church members defected to Mingzun and Ruiman, they still didn't want this innocent young man to die.

"I'm really not kidding. My body is really strong. Even Senior Mingzun's body may not be stronger than mine."

He was like a boy, but Song Li sneered in his heart. He didn't believe that the so-called Mingzun could be strong by himself. If there was really a Mingzun overlord in the world, Song Li really felt that he was the only one who took charge. Song Li was as strong as Song Li, who was a god clan, and he really had the capital to be arrogant in this regard.

"You You"

Seeing some church members giving the black-robed church members a step, but the black-robed church members were not grateful, Ruiman couldn't help but feel a little angry. When Heywood was the leader, no ordinary church members dared to disobey him.

"Ming Zun, since he said that his body is strong, it would be better to give him a chance. Not everyone can withstand the scorching fire."

Ruiman turned around and asked Mingzun and said, "He doesn't care whether this ordinary church member would be scorched by the holy fire to death. Anyway, he looks like he is from the Holy Fire God Sect, one less death."

Ming Zun had been a little unhappy with the repeated provocations of the teenage black-robed sects. Since Ruiman had already suggested that he would not agree. He had been in the holy fire for two hours and had a certain understanding of the holy fire. He could not help but be afraid when he remembered it. If it weren't for the fire-piping cloud pie given by His Highness, he would have simply used his body to withstand the scorching of the holy fire, he would have turned into ashes. He would not believe that this low-level sect who seemed inconspicuous could really withstand the scorching of the holy fire.

"Thank you, the elder, for giving me this opportunity to prove myself," Song Li said sincerely.

Ruiman glanced at his old face and thought to himself that I am going to send you to hell. The poor boy is really ignorant of the world.

"Young man, you don't have the ability to withstand the scorching fire. Listen to me, don't try it."

Heywood saw everything in his eyes. Like other people, he also thought that the church member in front of him was just an innocent young man and was unwilling to let him die. He couldn't help but kindly remind him.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on in my heart"

"Hmph, why don't you hurry up and go to the fire cave. I want to see if you can withstand the scorching of the holy fire. You all go and see it. It is also a testimony. He asked to enter the holy fire by himself. If he is burned to death by the fire, he has nothing to do with others."

Song Li's name to Heywood made Ruiman even more excited to him. He shouted coldly and urged Song Li and everyone.

Inside the fire cave, the burning holy fire was like a king, and the crackling sound seemed to be a scolding to everyone.

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Except for Song Li who seemed at a loss, the arrogant Mingzun was also the rest of the people who knelt down. For these Zoroastrians, the holy fire was the fire of cleanness, the fire of life, and it could also be said to be their king.

"Sir, Holy Fire, I am not trying to disturb the Lord of Holy Fire, but today some believers think they are strong and want to challenge the Lord of Holy Fire, so we are going to hand him over to the Lord of Holy Fire and let him deal with it."

Song Li stood among the crowd and felt very ridiculous about these people kneeling towards the fire trough. The holy fire was once consumed by his own imperial fire. Even the power of the holy fire was at most a high-level spiritual fire formed in nature, but it was much worse than the imperial fire.

These believers, as the Lord of Heaven and Earth, actually kneeled down to worship the flames, which was really a bit self-destructive.

As a high-level spiritual fire formed in nature, although it does not form a complete life like the Emperor Fire, it has a certain consciousness. When Ruiman said this, Xiong Lie burned even more, and the air around him rose instantly.

"Hmph, you can go in," Ruiman pointed at Song Li and snorted coldly.

Under the hood, Song Li glanced at Ruiman fiercely, and his majesty power was fully exerted, sucking Ruiman's mind.

"Ah, why do you suddenly feel a split headache?"

Ruiman could feel a sudden lightning bolt in his mind, and the severe pain also appeared immediately with the influx of this lightning bolt, making him unbearable.

Ruiman held his temples with both hands, half-kneeled, and roared in a low voice.

"Uh, Elder Ruiman, why are you kneeling to me?" Song Li, the black-robed robe, said in surprise, with a smile on his words, and it seemed to be sneering in Ruiman's ears.

Strangely, when Song Li, the black robe said this, the severe pain suddenly disappeared.

Ruiman frowned, not sure what was going on, and his face was very awkward. He was a dignified elder of the Zoroastrianism, so why did he kneel down to an ordinary black-robed scholar?

"Nothing, I suddenly felt a little headache."

The black-robed cultist was about to be burned to ashes and would not be as good as him. Ruiman thought at this time.

Song Li no longer paid attention to him. Within a few steps, he came to the edge of the fire cave, and without any hesitation, he stepped into the fire cave.

Heywood quickly closed his eyes and sighed in his heart, the innocent child is going to be swallowed by the holy fire.

"I want to become a Mingzun when you make you ruin my good deeds. Just go to die when you enter the fire cave." Ruiman thought so at this time.

And that Ming Zun didn't care about the situation in the Fire Cave at all. In his opinion, the self-righteous young man would definitely die.

At this time, what I was thinking about was to quickly kill Heywood, which would completely intensify the conflict between the Holy Fire God Sect and the Ming Zun Overlord Sect. As long as the two factions fought against each other by force, the Lambis Empire would be completely in chaos.

"Hmph, if it weren't for this Heywood, who had been controlling all the Holy Fire God, tolerating the church, even if I was caught and tortured, I wouldn't allow the Holy Fire God's faction to resist with force. The mission of messing with the Lambis Empire would have been successful long ago."
Chapter completed!