Beiyin Great Sage

The temple that was supposed to be solemn and solemn has now become a place where the sons of gods and warriors of the gods eat, drink, play, laugh and curse.

In the spacious hall, all kinds of smells were mixed.

Although he is the Son of God.

There is nothing noble or sacred about them.

On the contrary, it seems that the wildness has not been tamed and the animal nature has not been lost. The sons of gods wear animal skins and eat human flesh. Most of their bodies are naked, and most of their eyes are ferocious.

Even the few women's bodies and eyes were full of primitive lust, and they didn't mind the provocative gazes of other gods.

even.

Enjoy it.

He even took the initiative to approach those mighty divine warriors, making no distinction between men and women, and fought with them.

"Speaking of which, this world is actually not bad. There are different foods, various drinks, and all kinds of strange species. After staying in Feimu World for a long time, it is good to change the environment."

"pity!"

A son of God sighed:

"They don't know how to be grateful."

"Ha ha……"

Immediately there was laughter:

"You think this is the world of Feimu. The creatures here were not created by the gods. Naturally, they don't know how to revere the gods."

"Aga, on the other hand, that man just made a collision and his tone was a little tougher. He just wanted to kill him. Why destroy the whole city directly?"

"That's right." You Shenzi nodded in agreement:

"Even if you want to kill people and massacre the city, there is no need to be in such a hurry. It won't be too late to wait until we leave. Then we will just watch the scenery. Now there is no one to wait on us, which is inconvenient."

"That's right, that's right."

"..."

"They will understand." Isis put down the animal horn wine glass, letting the clear wine slide down her tall neck, attracting the attention of other gods, and said with a smile:

"Mortals are the pasture of the gods and can be harvested at any time. Everything about them belongs to the divine domain, including life and soul."

"God has given them life, so they must know how to be grateful."

"Not bad!" Aga nodded:

"Since God can give them life, he can take it away at any time, just like the Feimu world. They will get used to it."

"It seems that we will build another temple in the future." A divine warrior said:

"The envoys of the temple are responsible for helping the gods to herd mortals. If we need anything, it would be much more convenient to go to the temple directly, so as not to face those lowly mortals."

"yes!"

"That's it."

"..."

The Sons of God and the Warriors of the Divine Realm nodded repeatedly, but Zoro turned pale, lowered his head, picked up unknown vegetables, and kept stuffing them into his mouth.

It seemed that this was the only way to suppress the fear in his heart.

"Zoro."

Aga blinked and noticed something unusual about him:

"What’s wrong with you?"

"No..." Zoro raised his head stiffly and grinned dryly:

"nothing."

"correct!"

Remembering Zhou Jia's instructions, he hurriedly asked:

"Have you found that person?"

"No."

Isis shrugged:

"But don't worry, even the God of Light has fallen, so what can he do with the things he left behind, not to mention now that we have clues."

"He can't escape!"

"That's good, that's good." Zoro rolled his eyes and continued:

"I don't know what the clue is. Do you need my help?"

"How can you help?" Ajia laughed:

"Just leave these things to the angels. I don't remember that the bloodline of the god of craftsmen is also good at fighting. You should go back to your lair and build some weapons honestly."

"Not necessarily!" Isis smiled coquettishly upon hearing this, rolled her eyes at Aga, then turned to look at Solo, and said:

"I really have something I want to ask you for help with."

"explain!"

Zoro's eyes lit up and he said:

"As long as it's your business, I'll definitely help!"

"It's not me." Isis shook her head:

"It's Aga."

"Snapped!"

Ajia slapped his forehead with a look of surprise on his face:

"I almost forgot."

He stood up, stepped in front of Solo, and said seriously:

"I got a good piece of material a few days ago, and I plan to integrate it into the Thunder Spear. I have to trouble you to do this."

As he spoke, he patted Solo on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, I will thank you deeply after everything is done!"

Zoro opened his mouth, looking embarrassed.

The place where many sons of gods stay is called Lost Paradise. If Lost Paradise was regarded as a school, then Aga would be the dominant one in the campus.

Although not as good as the top ones, they are still extraordinary.

And Solo.

This kind of godly son with a frustrated appearance, a useless personality, and no backing is the target of bullying and bullying by others, and even the one he likes looks down upon.

He was very reluctant to agree.

But under Aga's past strength and Isis' expectant eyes, Solo was defeated in the end, nodded and said:

"good."

"Ha ha……"

Agalang laughed:

"It seems that you are still of some use."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the baby in the steamer on the side and bit into it.

"Zorro, you should try it."

"Son of God."

At this time, Zhou Jia, who had been standing behind Solo, finally stopped his scrutinizing gaze, stepped forward and said:

"I wonder what you just said, what materials do you have on hand?"

"Um?"

Aga frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face, and looked down at Solo:

"Who is this person?"

"He...he..." Zoro stammered:

"A friend of mine."

"Friend?" Aga was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly, leaning back with an exaggerated look on his face:

"Is it wrong that you are actually friends with a mortal? He is just a beautiful person of the opposite sex, but he is still such an ordinary old man."

"Forget it."

Waving his hand, he said:

"Mortal, why do you ask?"

"What a coincidence."

Zhou Jia spoke:

"I also have a weapon in my hand, which is also of the thunder attribute. The Son of God has the blood of the God of Thunder, so he should be interested in it, right?"

"Yeah?"

Aga became interested:

"Take it out and see."

"yes."

Zhou Jia nodded, took out the double-edged ax and held it in his palm.

Use your palms slightly.

"Crack..."

Electric light danced around the double-edged axe, and a powerful force of thunder surged in the field.

Different from pure thunder, this power of thunder has a sinister charm, and it also makes believers of the dark master subconsciously feel uncomfortable.

"The stuff is good."

Aga suppressed the discomfort in his heart, nodded and said:

"It's a pity that the material is not very good. It is still much worse than my thunder spear."

"Yeah?"

Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly:

"Son of God, you might as well take a closer look."

Saying that, he handed the ax closer.

"puff!"

The sharp ax blade easily tore open the clothes, and in the stunned eyes of the gods, it quietly sank into Aga's body as if it were nothing.

It wasn't until the hot blood slid down the ax blade that the confusion in Aga's eyes condensed slightly.

"How...how..."

"I heard that watering weapons with the blood of the Son of God can increase the power of specific weapons." Zhou Jia looked at the double-edged axe, his voice was calm, even with a little curiosity:

"Do not know is not true?"

The blood of the Son of God is different from that of mortals. It is actually golden yellow.

Aga's blood was more like thunder flowing through it. It collided with the double-edged ax and was pulled by the source of power to sink into the ax blade.

"ah!"

It was only then that Ajia screamed and roared to the sky.

next moment.

"Peng!"

The thunder exploded, and the huge force directly shattered his body. The hot golden thunder blood flowed into the double-edged ax from all rivers.

Son of God,

Obviously does not have the ability to resurrect from the dead.

There was silence in the field, and then there was an uproar.

"what are you doing?"

"He killed Aga!"

"kill him!"

"..."

A group of sons of gods and warriors from the divine domain suddenly changed their colors and rushed towards them with roars.

Zhou Jia stood in the field with an ax in his hand, looking at the sons of gods and warriors from the divine realm who were charging towards him. There was no fear on his face, but a ferocious smile on his face.

"puff!"

Figures flickered.

Zhou Jia, holding a double-edged ax, suddenly appeared in front of a god's son. The double-edged ax flashed through a cold light, splitting the god's son in front of him into two, and the golden blood was like a flying sword spraying wine pulp.

"Peng!"

The ax handle was smashed.

A warrior from the divine realm who was comparable to entering the silver realm for the first time was smashed into a pulp by him.

"ah!"

A god's son looked up to the sky and roared angrily. He stepped on the ground with one foot. His body suddenly surged several times and turned into a hairy monster over five meters tall.

The son of the reckless god.

The terrifying huge force, accompanied by the roar of the Son of God, blasted towards the tiny figure below.

Regretfully!

The talent of the Mang God bloodline is much stronger than other gods, and even first-level silver can kill them on the spot.

"boom!"

The earth trembled.

The temple bore the brunt of the attack and was blown into fragments all over the sky by the huge force. The ruins of half of the city were also shaken by the huge force.

Zhou Jia, on the other hand, had already disappeared from where he was.

"where?"

The Son of God roared angrily, but before the sound could even finish, there was silence in the place.

A terrifying giant nearly ten feet tall appeared behind them at some point. The giant lowered its head and looked coldly at the sons of gods in the field.

It's Zhou Jia!

Violence!

Tiangang Hegemon Body - Giant Spirit Transformation!

At this time, his physical strength alone may be comparable to the fifth level.

The terrifying power was overwhelming, covering everyone in the field, and making all the sons of gods and warriors of the gods tremble in their hearts.

With only the first and second levels, even breathing seemed to be extremely difficult for them.

"call……"

With a big hand, he grabbed several God Realm warriors and tore them apart with his hands, causing flesh and blood to scatter in the air.

"ah!"

Screams sounded.

The son of Mang Shen, who had just revealed his true form, was like a weak baby in front of Zhou Jia, who was transformed into a giant spirit. He was tightly grasped in his palm.

"puff!"

Flesh and blood flying everywhere!

A pair of wings sprouted from the back of the son of God, whipping up a gust of wind and trying to leave. As soon as he rushed into the air, he was slapped down.

"Peng!"

The Son of God fell heavily to the ground, his flesh and blood bruised. Before he could struggle to get up, he was trampled into a pulp by a giant foot that fell from the sky.

"ah!"

"Help!"

"No……"

Zoro stood in the middle of the field, his body trembling, letting the golden blood spill all over his head, and helplessly watching one by one of his familiars being tortured and killed.

But he didn't dare to move.

this moment.

He seemed to have arrived at the ancient secrets recorded in the divine realm.

The ancient giants were killing people in the divine realm, and the gods fell one after another in their hands. Even the creator god was cut into pieces by the giants on the spot.

The raging fire burned for countless thousands of years.

divine blood,

Nourishes all things in the world.

"Crash..."

A large pool of divine blood mixed with internal organs was poured on his head. Solo's body stiffened, his face turned pale, and he watched a beautiful head fall to the ground.

He is a female son of God.

After a slight pause in his eyes, Solo suddenly raised his head and shouted at Zhou Jia:

"don't want!"

"Don't kill her!"

Zhou Jia, who turned into a giant spirit, stopped for a moment, and stopped tearing Isis apart. Then he snorted softly, and the figure in his hand was still on the ground.

"boom!"

"Puff..."

The killing continues.

Zoro held the trembling Isis in his arms, squatting in the ruins and letting the blood flow.

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Mo Shang and Bai Que flew close to the ground.

The two of them are both members of the Xuantian Alliance. Even if they learn different methods, they have something in common with each other and can borrow strength from each other for a short period of time.

"blasphemer!"

A thunderous explosion sounded in the sky behind:

"You can't escape!"

The two looked at each other, their expressions darkening.

"You go first." Mo Shang said:

"I don't have much time left. Even if I escape, it will be of no use. While I still have some strength, I will delay it for you."

"nonsense."

Bai Que's voice deepened:

"Don't think so wildly, we can..."

"careful!"

The two people's bodies were bent, and a black light that deprived all living things of vitality passed through the afterimage. After falling on the ground, the rocks and trees immediately turned into dust.

"call……"

The strong wind behind them shook, and three black streams of light broke through the clouds, bringing out curls of smoke behind them and rushing toward the two of them.

Angel!

Still three angels.

In terms of cultivation and strength, angels are not that strong, but they are difficult to kill, so even if they are strong enough, they cannot withstand the opponent's entanglement.

"Walk!"

Bai Que drinks low:

"Get into the water!"

As he spoke, he made a hand gesture with his fingers, activating the power within his body.

Heavenly Fantasy Body Technique!

The source of power surged, turned into mist and enveloped the two of them, sinking towards the water below, sinking silently at extreme speed.

Thanks to the technique, there was no ripples at all.

After entering the water, the speed of the two people immediately dropped sharply.

But again.

When an angel enters the water, it will also slow down.

"you go!"

Three streams of light paused on the water. One of the second-level angels pondered for a moment and pointed at the other angel:

"Hang on 'em, we're out there."

"yes."

The pointed angel nodded expressionlessly, and the dark wings behind his back suddenly retracted, turning into a stream of light and plunging into the water.

Even underwater, angels are as nimble as swimming fish, rushing at speeds exceeding the speed of sound.

"Uh-huh!"

"boom!"

Various streams of light intertwined in front of their eyes. Bai Que and Mo Shang were dodging in embarrassment. From time to time, they were approached by angels from behind and had to fight with them.

Don't even dare to pester for a long time.

"No more."

Mo Shang looked at Bai Que with indifference in her eyes:

"Don't waste your efforts. Taking me with you will only drag you down. It's better to die alone than two people. I can't hold on anymore."

Bai Que clenched her silver teeth tightly and remained silent.

"After I go back, take care of my descendants." Mo Shang sighed softly, suddenly broke through the energy around him, and rushed towards the angel behind him.

"Birdman!"

"I'll meet you!"

"boom……"

A roaring sound exploded from behind, and violent fluctuations could be detected even under the water.

Bai Que's body froze, resisting the urge to turn his head, opened his mouth and screamed, his body was wrapped in sword energy, and he rushed downwards.

Just as she was charging forward, Li Xu suddenly stopped.

As if he noticed something, he turned around and looked back.

Under the water.

Mo Shang came from the water.

"What's going on?" Bai Que looked surprised.

Mo Shang also looked confused:

"I don't know. I was ready to die, but those angels suddenly left me behind and rushed back without looking back, as if there was something urgent."