Give Me the Name of God

“Puff puff!”

The voice was embarrassing.

Pan Shen blew a few times, but the pan flute didn’t sound. I don’t know whether the pan flute had a problem or it was a problem himself.

Is this Zeus’s deterrent technique?

In my impression, deterrence does not seem to be so powerful.

The old man looked at Pan Shendao: “If you have any ability, you can use it. In the first round, the old man will let you.”

“Hello upright! Is this a mockery of me?” Pan Shen touched the horns on his head, and the world began to spin around.

The old man said indifferently, “Illusory?”

Pan Shen smiled and his body rotated with the surrounding scenery. The old man’s eyes were fixed on Pan Shen. Suddenly he saw Pan Shen kicking over. The old man tried to escape, but his body was soft and unable to exert any strength. He was kicked. Chest.

Pan Shen took care of this kick, which was regarded as a response to the ridicule.

But the old man did not mock Pan Shen, he believed that the turn-based battle is the fairest contest.

He patted the dirt on his chest and looked at Pan Shendao with admiration: “You are also an upright person. Your paralysis is very powerful. This round is not over yet, the old man will pick you up again!”

Pan Shen was stunned, are all the people of Qinges so weird?

I have been wandering in the mortal world for so many years, is it possible that the Chinges people I saw before are all fake?

He touched the horns again to increase the strength of the skill. The old man’s feet suddenly turned into silt, and his body began to sink slowly.

This is not an illusion, nor a paralysis, but a nightmare, a real nightmare.

Pan God is in charge of the authority of nightmares, but is different from the methods of Dream God, Dream God can invade other people’s dreams, and can also drag other people into their own dreams, in short, fight in the dream.

Pan Shen is just the opposite, he will bring the nightmare scenes to reality.

Many people have had similar nightmares, in which the sky is spinning around, their bodies are weak, and they fall into a quagmire. Under this environment, it is almost impossible to make a counterattack, and they can only be controlled by Pan Shen.

It is not difficult to crack this skill, but the difficulty lies in not knowing the nature of the skill. Just looking at the muddy situation, normal people will think that they have been caught in Gaia’s quagmire skill.

The old man closed his eyes and did not struggle, letting his body sink.

Pan Shen took out another shepherd flute from his waist and pierced it at the old man’s throat.

He didn’t show mercy this time. With Pan Shen’s speed and strength, this blow shouldn’t have the possibility of losing his hand, but Mu Flute stabbed his throat, but didn’t penetrate it.

A layer of armor suddenly appeared on the old man’s body, and his hardened skin gleamed.

“Ahaha, golden bell jar!” The old man yelled, scared that Pan Shen took the shepherd flute and walked back.

What did he just say? What clock is coming? What kind of skill is this? The shield of the punished one?

The old man jumped out of the mud, and the surrounding scenes suddenly returned to normal.

“The old man woke up from his dream!”

It’s not easy, he saw through Pan’s methods.

A ball of lightning hovered in the palm of the old man, he smiled and looked at Pan Shendao: “It’s me!”

“Okay, it’s you!”

How to fight this? Can I only defend but can’t fight back?

Pan Shen was unintentionally brought into the weird rules by the old man.

He uses lightning, and it is not wise to dodge. Parry is the best choice. Seeing that the old man is about to make a move, Pan Sen turned the panpipe into a huge shield and stood in front of him strictly, but listened to the old man shouting. Said: “Heavenly Fire is coming!”

A turquoise flame surrounded Pan Shen.

He held lightning in his hand, but he used Underfire.

How shameless it is, how despicable it is!

Pan Shen waved his panpipes and fanned out a violent wind, struggling to disperse the flames.

The old man laughed loudly: “Soldiers are not tired of fraud, but you are also agile. This is the end of this round. It’s your turn.”

what is this? A group of underworld cope with the matter? Do you look down on me too much?

He can lightning, he should be a believer of Zeus, but why would he still use the fire of the underworld?

Only the father can do this. Is he the blood of his father?

Impossible, the strength of mortals could not be so strong, this is a god, a **** Pan has never seen before.

Because of Hermes’ cold treatment, Pan Shen hadn’t heard of Manda’s battle experience. Fortunately, the battle experience was rich enough. Pan Shen expected that the opponent might understand the skills of many gods, so he didn’t use any targeted methods.

He is ready to complete this blow with pure violence, striving to hit the enemy as hard as possible.

The panpipes in his hands were enlarged again, and the diameter of each pipe exceeded two feet.

Pan tightened the end of the flute tube, and the pan flute gradually changed its shape.

Pan Shen will use this row of big speakers to sing a song of the shepherd, this song really made him sing it, even the eighth-order gods will lose their combat effectiveness in a short time.

The Pastor’s Song is a very destructive skill. The only problem is that this trick is not very practical.

No one would watch Pan Shen finish this series of complicated preparations and then listen to him singing, so this trick can only be used for ambushes in most cases.

But this old man was a special case. He quietly watched Pan Shen finish all the preparations, and then stood in front of the trumpet, waiting for Pan Shen to take action.

Upright! Really aboveboard! Don’t regret it!

This old man has a trick not to listen to bad manners, which may make Pan Shen unable to speak.

But Pan Shen was not worried, as long as he sang a note first, the other party would not have the strength to continue speaking.

He took a deep breath, concentrated all his divine power, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt that his feet were numb, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

It’s not like it was really bitten. Pan couldn’t even dream that he had made such a low-level mistake.

Too devoted, all his attention was devoted to the duel, and he forgot that Chimera was still alive.

Seeing Pan Shen fell to the ground, the old man was furious: “The old man is in a fair contest with him, why do you intervene?”

Chimera didn’t understand the old man’s words or his thoughts. She took a rope and was about to tie up Pan Shen. Pan Shen put on the last bit of strength, and suddenly hugged the pan flute, turning it into the size of a leaf. , Swallowed into his mouth.

“Smart,” Chimera said with a smile, “As long as there are artifacts, even if they fall, they can come back to life.”

After speaking, Chimera flicked his tail and gave Pan Shen another mouthful.

…

When Pan Shen woke up, he was firmly bound by the rope. He tried to break free twice and found that it was Puntos’ beard.

Puntos’ beard grows on the bottom of the sea at a depth of 10,000 meters, and is bound by this thing, unable to move or use skills, and Puntos’ beard is extremely strong, even Hercules can’t break free.

The old man sat in front of Pan Shen and said earnestly and earnestly: “It was a fair competition. However, after being arbitrarily interfered by others, it seems that the old man is invincible. The old man has met the king this time, knowing the king is courageous and upright. People, there is a way for good birds to choose trees and dwell…”

Chimera stood in front of the old man and said to Pan Shen: “We are here to recruit you. Are you willing to follow Haotian God?”

Pan Shen blinked his eyes and said, “Who is Haotian God?”

“The Haotian God is our God, the real God. He controls the Qinges Continent and will soon control the entire world!”

Pan Shen laughed loudly and said: “This world belongs to the Lord of the Gods. I am the son of the Lord of the Gods. Do you want to confess me?”

Chimera also smiled: “Don’t say pretty things, I have already received the news that you have been abandoned by Hermes and expelled from Olympia. You are now a bereaved dog. What else can you be proud of.”

Pan Shen shook his head: “Don’t waste your tongue, take out all the methods of torture, and see if you have the ability to make me succumb.”

“Hard bones, I like your blood!” Chimera revealed the tiger head on his stomach, “I don’t want to waste my energy to torture you. I learned a simpler method. I will **** out half of your soul and make you change. Become a tool that only knows obedience and killing.”

Pan Shen’s face was calm, but there was a trace of panic in his heart.

Draw the soul? Does Chimera have this ability?

It’s hard to say that after Typhon’s resurrection, Chimera’s personality has improved and may have acquired new abilities.

How to do?

Can only use the artifact to make myself fall again.

I’m not reconciled…

Seeing Chimera approaching step by step, Pan Shen bit and prepared to destroy himself with a panpipe.

Suddenly the old man shouted: “When recruiting talents, we should treat each other sincerely and honestly. With this ruthless method, wouldn’t it be disheartening!”

Chimera couldn’t bear it, turning around and angrily; “Old man, what are you here for? I’m still waiting to meet God, and I don’t want to listen to you talking about it!”

The old man got up angrily: “Huangkouzhuzi, how dare to be unreasonable!”

During the dispute ~www.mtlnovel.com~Pan Shen interjected: “Your father has been loyal to the Lord of the gods, and now you rebel openly, but don’t you worry about his situation?”

“I’m worried about him?” Chimera laughed. “He has so many useful children, Ladon, Sphinx, and Cerberus. They are the darlings of his father. What am I? My father is not righteous. Seeing me.”

“You misunderstood your father, he has been looking at you, at least now he has been looking at you.”

Chimera was startled, and in the aftermath, there seemed to be a cold line of sight.

She quickly turned her face and noticed a huge blood-red eye on the wall.

The giant eyes disappeared in a flash, and soon appeared on the roof of the canopy.

This time the old man also saw it. He carried his hands on his back, looked around, and found dozens of eyes flashing back and forth.

“Tiphon is here?” The old man flicked his sleeves. “The old man is about to compete with him.”

“What is the contest? Leave quickly!” Chimera pulled the old man’s sleeve, “Don’t forget God’s order, I have the final say when to retreat!”