The Age of Gods Return: Start To Kiss the Rift Girl

When Lin Que received the answer, he was not afraid. He scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm curious. Even if I'm wandering, I won't let big forces like you join forces to attack me, right?"

Even if there were conflicts between the two sides before, those were junior competitions within a controllable range, and there was no real fire.

But this time, among the eight major countries, Ninja, the United States, and the Knights of the Round Table have already taken action against him.

Very abnormal.

"Although you are a monster, you don't have the courage to do so. Let us join forces to deal with you."

"Our target is the ghost fairy!"

Brooke raised his head and looked at Lin Que: "Do you know why I have to give you so much nonsense?"

Lin Que frowned slightly.

The next second.

A golden throne between heaven and earth appeared behind Brooke.

"Master, be careful!"

The blood maniac noticed something, shouted loudly, and wanted to take action, but was knocked away by an invisible force.

Immediately afterwards, a diamond-shaped cage appeared in the space where Lin Que was, imprisoning him in place.

"Boy, we meet again."

In the sky, Maitreya stepped out, with his hands behind his back and thunder rolling on his body.

Lin Que's face was calm, and he glanced around: "Tsk, tsk, what a grand display!"

"Boy, I have been out for so long and I have never seen so many powerful semi-saints. Why are they so hidden and afraid to come out and see them?"

As soon as the words fell.

The space in the field was distorted, and four more people came out.

A middle-aged man wore a red ninja uniform, with a white ninja sword hanging from his waist. He had a scrunched mustache on the tip of his nose and a cherry blossom pattern engraved on the handle.

"It's so lively, how can it be without my Blood Sect?"

An old and gloomy laugh came from the space, and an old man from the Mediterranean wearing a black robe walked out of the space. His body was as skinny as a stick, giving people a feeling of dying.

"God said, Let there be light."

I saw a holy light emanating from the sky, and a middle-aged man wearing Pegasus golden armor stepped out.

"Haha, you're not dead yet, you old pony!"

At this time, a rough voice came from the field. A big man with the body of an elephant and the divine light of the great avenue stepped on the sky, making a dull sound.

"Xiang Guang!"

Pegasus Xingya frowned when he saw the orc coming from the sky.

Xiang Guang ignored the crowd, looked directly at the human form of the Blood Shadow Mad Dragon, and bowed respectfully.

"In the orc country, Xiang Guang has met the Lord Shenlong."

The Orc Kingdom takes beasts as its totem and respects them from the bottom of their hearts. Now that they have met a real dragon with true dragon blood, their attitude is naturally more humble.

"I didn't expect that tens of millions of years later, someone who was once a servant of the beast tribe would be so powerful." Xue Kuang glanced at Xiang Guang and said in an extremely complicated tone.

Thousands of years ago, the orcs were extremely powerful and shared the world with the demons.

At that time, the human race was weak and the orcs were strong. They enslaved the humans and gave birth to some half-orcs, who were considered low-blooded and worked as handymen among the orcs.

Who would have thought that with the turn of events, the orc clan would become independent, and it seems that the overall development is going very well.

"Driven by the times." Xiang Guang was not angry. He didn't think the history of the orcs was a big deal.

In his opinion, the law of the jungle is the rule of the world.

The blood maniac nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

Lin Que looked at the people who appeared, shook his head and smiled: "The six half-saints really think highly of me."

"Where's the Fantuo Temple?"

"Amitabha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old Sanskrit voice came faintly.

On the ground, in Brooke's powerful knight realm, an old man and a young man walked in one after another.

"This damn old monk."

Brooke felt a little embarrassed when he saw that his territory was easily broken into, but he didn't dare to take action.

Of all the classes present, except for Maitreya from the United States, this old monk has lived the longest and his strength is unfathomable. Some people say he has broken through to the holy level.

But all this is speculation after all and has not been confirmed by myself.

"I didn't expect that the person coming to Fantuo Temple would be you, an old monk."

Seeing the visitor, Maitreya's face showed an unprecedented seriousness.

"Amitabha."

The old monk recited a Buddha's name: "I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to come and meet all my old friends."

"hypocritical."

Yagami Taku held his Ninja sword with his hand and said directly: "Old monk, you Buddhists are so hypocritical. You are here just for ghosts and immortals, so why bother to be high-sounding."

"The true identity of the ghost fairy is the original body of the Slit Girl in the urban legend of our Neon Kingdom."

"According to international regional regulations, our territory has the first control."

Brook snorted coldly: "You have to ask whether the spear in my hand will answer."

Just when both sides were filled with the smell of gunpowder, an explosion sounded, accompanied by thick blood mist.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Que, who was imprisoned in mid-air.

I saw that the white supreme head in his hand was crushed and the blood mist was thick.

"Oops, I lost control of my strength and crushed the head of a supreme peak person in the United States." Lin Que had an innocent expression on his face.

"Old Maitreya, you won't be angry, will you?"

Maitreya looked deeply at Lin Que and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you have the guts."

The strongest men at the peak of the supreme level are the top combat power in any force, even if there are only a few in the United States.

Now, two people were defeated at once, and they were still defeated by a young boy who was half-step to the supreme level.

Shame on you!

"Whether I have a seed or not, you can go back and ask your precious female apprentice, won't you know?"

Lin Que grinned and said, "By the way, let me ask, does it still hurt?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the semi-saint level experts present looked at Maitreya with a playful smile.

Everyone in the major forces didn't know that Maitreya regarded the dragon girl Ai Xier as his future successor, and taught her all her special skills.

As a result, he was manipulated by Lin Que in the city of riots.

Very interesting!

Monk Bujie touched the scar on his head and said to himself: "Donor Lin, you are still as fearless as ever!"

"Disciple, watch carefully and study hard."

The old monk bowed his hands with one hand and looked at Lin Que thoughtfully: "This is a good seedling with wisdom!"

As he said that, he looked at Bujie and then shook his head.

"It's a pity that you are not a woman, so the beauty trap cannot be used."

Buddhist monk:? ? ?