Lingling looked over with clear and transparent eyes and saw a dark ghost wearing a red groom's uniform crawling out of a dry well in the village. Following him was a whimpering sound, just like the crying sound when a person was heartbroken.

She knew that this kind of ghost was a newly married ghost. From the ghost records in the library in the church, she learned that this newly married ghost was generally abandoned by her partner, and died of heartbrokenness. It contained great resentment before death. This resentment was condensed in the chest of the dead newcomer and did not part with it for a long time, thus becoming a fierce ghost.

Because this kind of ghost is blessed by the newlywed aura, the so-called Taoist priests with some special power are not opponents at all, because this kind of ghost has extremely strong immunity to those masculine or holy powers.

"So that's the case, no wonder, no wonder!" Although Lingling is very young, she knows a lot. There are no so-called evil ghosts and resentful ghosts in the world. It is just that she dies because of unfairness and is unwilling to accept it, which will turn the resentment into the so-called ghost.

According to Zhang Xiaojian's understanding of this universe, this universe is a universe composed of planets, and endless planets form a huge galaxy. The planet universe develops by technology because the planet can provide a large amount of matter, but cannot provide a large amount of force, just like the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in fairy tale novels.

Each universe has its own unique civilization, just like Zhang Xiaojian's original master's universe, which is composed of countless planes. Because these planes are attached to the ocean of force and can absorb countless powers, they can develop a powerful god civilization with individual power. Each universe may have derivative civilizations, but these civilizations are never the main force. Scientific and technological civilizations have spiritual superpower civilizations, but they cannot develop because the universe does not pay attention to this civilization, so it lacks the so-called luck.

This also made Zhang Xiaojian know that he was the only human in this universe who could become a powerful individual, because he had a powerful divine character and retained all the achievements of a peak god civilization in the divine character, so he only needed to go at this pace.

Once the dead souls of creatures in the universe like this will be absorbed by the origin of the universe, unless they really contain huge resentment, which can make the universe feel merciful.

"I'm not willing~~~"

A trembling and sharp voice came from the mouth of the evil ghost, making everyone unable to help but cover their ears and roll on the ground. This sound contains a large amount of negative emotional power. This huge negative emotion will cause less trauma to ordinary people's mental health. This is why some people will get seriously ill once they encounter ghosts.

Lingling frowned and pouted slightly, but soon released again. A golden barrier rose, and the golden barrier instantly spread around, falling on the villagers who were covering their ears, expelling all negative conditions. All the villagers knelt on the ground in panic and prayed, praying to the God of Tuluo to drive away evil.

"I'm unwilling to accept it! I don't accept it! Why do they treat me like that? I just love her, just love her! Why, why!" The evil ghost continued to roar and roar. Countless ghost winds blew, and it seemed that the baby's crying and crying, and the laughter of countless evil ghosts suddenly became gloomy in the holy light field.

When he felt his domain was suppressed by the other party, Lingling was slightly surprised. Although the domain he created was not a real domain, it was just a pseudo-field simulated with holy power, even so, it would not be suppressed by the yin energy of a ghost.

Lingling prayed silently for a moment, feeling that the Lord's will still surround her, which made her heart full of gratitude. This was the Lord's favor to her. She knew why she had that strange sense, because she would receive the favor of the God here.

"In the name of my god Tuluo, drive away the darkness, bring the brilliance of holy, and purify it!"

She was still young, and it was a bit weird to say this in her voice, but it did not affect it. No one would doubt her power or her faith in the Lord.

"I'm not willing! Why do you treat me like this?" The evil ghost roared again, and gradually became crazy. In just a few minutes, he would become a crazy ghost. If Lingling was not present, dozens of people in this village would definitely not be able to live.

The huge holy power surged out instantly with the spirit as the center. With a pinch of both hands, holy flowers floated in the air. You could vaguely hear the elves singing sings and praising the supreme Lord. A huge scale shadow floated in the air, and a sharp sword floated above the scale, symbolizing destiny and judgment.

"If the ghosts that shouldn't appear in the mortal world, then go back to where you should go." Although Lingling knew that the other party was a wronged soul and was treated unfairly before her death, she now only wanted to save these villagers who were praying to the supreme God of Tuluo, and everything was based on the interests of my God.

"You will be judged by fate, a humble and dirty ghost!" Lingling roared hard, but her voice was a little silly, but it did not affect the holiness and majesty of what she said.

The huge shadow of the balance suddenly fell, floating above the head of the evil spirit, firmly imprisoning it and unable to move. The sharp sword hangs above the head and may fall down at any time. This sharp sword is the final judgment given by the balance after the judgment of the judged crimes. Those who blasphemed the gods died, those who disrespect the gods died, and those who are extremely evil died. The last one under the scope of not violating the first three articles is ruthless, cruel and realistic. Those who are judged decide their life and death with the will of the judge.

This magic technique is the only level six magic technique in the church. Of course, in addition to this level six magic technique, there is also a level nine magic technique that is auxiliary to the hymn of life. As the saint of the church, Lingling can naturally master this level of magic technique. Of course, except for the Archbishop and the Pope, no one else in the nine magic technique was given by the gods, even Lingling, who is a saint, was the same.

As a level nine divine art, the Praise of Life is not only a divine art that serves as a sect, but also the most consuming divine power. It is absolutely impossible for too many people to learn the savings of divine power by the main soul.

"Judgement!" Lingling's voice was very ruthless, and it was hard to imagine that it was said from a little girl who was only seven or eight years old.

The huge sword fell down violently, and the sword carried huge holy power. The holy power had a strong restraint on all filthy aura, far from being comparable to those Taoist priests who only knew some small means.

With endless power, it fell down and arrived in an instant. A huge sword passed through the air, bringing a burst of air.

"I am unwilling to accept it, I am not convinced, why is fate so unfair! Why can they decide my life and death? Why!" The evil ghost roared again, with endless resentment and anger in his voice, as if roaring God and roaring those sinners.

With a loud bang, the sword stopped, and Lingling's eyes suddenly showed a hint of unbearableness and surprise, "Is it unfair? What's the fair thing in the world?" Lingling had seen her father's cruel means of overthrowing hostile politicians, suppressing the enemy's strategy, and controlling those ordinary people. She had long known that there was no so-called fairness or unfairness in this world, only strength, and fate would not care about an ant.

"I'm not willing!" The evil ghost roared again, with sadness and resentment in his voice.

"Ants are not enough to attract the attention of fate. Even if the fate of an ant deviates from the original rules, no matter how kind the ant is, it will still walk according to fate's arrangement."

"Is this a trick of fate? Poor people, sad people, it is better to give their fate to God than to give their fate to God, so that our Lord can guide your destiny." The thoughts in Lingling's mind kept flashing, and she had a more thorough understanding of the doctrines of the gods she believed in, and a deeper understanding of the destiny of the gods of Tuluo.

The main priesthood of the god Tuluo is fate. As a person who is only seven or eight years old, she doesn't wonder why the main priesthood of the god she believes in is fate. Now she understands, because it is God who pity the mortals who are played with by fate, in order to protect her believers and protect these weak lambs.

At this moment she realized and understood that Tongche's teachings implemented her soul, and the faith in the soul was transformed into her.

"Great God Tuluo! Your humble believer prays to you. I will follow the footsteps of the Lord, follow the trajectory of the Lord, and feel the honor of the Lord. The great and supreme Lord asks you to listen to the prayers of your believers, control our destiny, and escape from the control of the long river of destiny!"

At this moment, her mind was extremely pure, without any impurities. Her soul was transforming towards pure gold. Once the transformation was completed, she would become a saint. After death, her soul would rise into the kingdom of God and be directly promoted to the Holy Spirit. She possessed the strength of a demigod and grew with the level of the gods she believed in.

The supreme will surrounding Lingling was rejoicing, and the whole sky and the world seemed to be happy and blessed. The chants sounded at this moment, neatly and magnificently. Countless bright reds fell from the sky and slowly fell on the ground, turning into part of the air.

The huge majesty is displayed covering a hundred miles apart. All animals, insects, and even humans within this range are crawling on the ground and praying for them.

A holy light fell from the void and penetrated into the evil ghost's body. In just a moment, the resentment on the evil ghost's body had dissipated. The divine power was omnipotent. The gods had enough gods and could even create things out of thin air.

This is the manifestation of divine power, this is the joy of the gods, and the great joy makes the gods spend their divine power to bless them.

...

The Holy Mountain is only a thousand miles away from Kulian Village, and the church of the Temple of Destiny is located.

All the believers and clergy on the Holy Mountain looked up and looked southwest, as they felt a familiar and great atmosphere rising there.

"What is falling to the ground?" Li Liang looked at the southwest in confusion, his face full of piety, "What can make my god consume his divine power to motivate the blessing of the Holy Scene? Could anyone become a saint?"

Only the appearance of saints will make the gods so happy that they will spend divine power to bless them. After all, the gods will not make losses.
Chapter completed!