Chapter 1890: Like a god descending, a large-scale proselytizing scene (First update, please subscribe)

The next moment, all the cannonballs fixed in the void rushed toward the sky, converging into one spot to form a huge black sphere.

Then, in the terrified eyes of the crowd, it exploded with a boom, turning into a massive firework.

"This, this..."

"What is this?"

The Wulin people were confused.

Had the imperial court's cannons developed to this extent?

That was obviously impossible!

The Main God squad was shocked.

"What was that just now?"

Zhou Qing's eyes brightened: "A mage or a high-level martial artist must have acted. This might be the source of the mutation!"

Liu Jiao's eyes also lit up: "If that's the case, couldn't we submit this to the Main God and receive a reward?"

The Main God squad became excited.

Truly, when you think you've reached a dead end, a new path appears.

As long as they submitted this, whether they completed the mission or not wouldn't matter.

This mutation could definitely be exchanged for a massive amount of contribution points.

In the dense forest, Zhu Houzhao was also dumbfounded.

He had considered all sorts of possibilities for failure, but never this one.

The cannonballs were fixed in mid-air, then gathered together to become a giant firework.

What kind of maneuver was this?

At this moment, the ministers, generals, and eunuch guards on the imperial court's side were all stunned.

Just then, a figure appeared in the sky, standing in the void.

He reached out and grabbed, and the cannons in the dense forest flew out like arrows, soaring into mid-air.

Lin Pingzhi circulated his true qi, transforming it into an incredibly scorching fire of true qi; the hundreds of cannons flying up turned directly into molten iron, which he then condensed into a giant sword, and with a casual wave, he plunged it into the earth.

The long sword forged from hundreds of cannons was several hundred meters tall.

Stuck in the ground, two or three hundred meters of the blade remained exposed.

Just standing there, it still radiated a terrifying heat wave.

Too terrifying!

The mountains were silent!

Except for the Main God squad, everyone else felt a chill in their hearts.

Oh my god!

It turns out we live in a world with immortals!

In fact, the Main God squad was also somewhat shocked.

Zhou Qing: "The Smiling Proud Wanderer world is just an ordinary world; how could it produce such an expert? Even after completing ten Main God missions, one might not have this kind of strength."

Liu Jiao: "Why else would it be a mutation? Captain, have you submitted your report on the mutation?"

Zhou Qing: "That goes without saying. It's just that the Main God hasn't responded yet; perhaps the Main God is busy?"

Everyone frowned.

Could an existence like the Main God ever be 'busy'?

Although they thought this, they had no other choice.

After all, they couldn't control when the Main God acted.

Lin Pingzhi landed on the hilt of the giant sword and looked at the crowd.

"You are Sword Saint Lin!"

Fang Zheng's voice trembled, unable to believe it.

Thirty-some years had passed, yet Lin Pingzhi remained like a youth, full of vigor.

"Sword Saint Lin?"

"No, didn't Sword Saint Lin already grow old?" ===== CHAPTER 1891 =====