"You dare to be so disrespectful to God's Apostle, you will die a terrible death!" The God's messenger cried out. A skull mark suddenly appeared on his forehead. It suddenly glowed and absorbed all the blue flames.
However, the mark on his netherworld robe was tattered, and most of his mask had rotted away. He was in a very miserable state.
Li Tian noticed that the Messenger's face was rotten, like a zombie 's.
Were these things not living people?
"Divine messenger? What was an Oracle? I've even killed real gods before!" Fatty said as he shot out a few more blue talismans.
The God's messenger shouted,""Fellow Daoist, come and help me!"
This was the temple's home, so they were naturally very fast. After a while, a few auras rushed out and surrounded Li Tian and fatty.
"This time, I was too greedy. I didn't take things step by step. Li Tian, show us your skills. Otherwise, we'll both be finished here." The fat man said.
