Panlong, rising from the accidental loss of the main godhead

Chapter 105 We have a big disaster
"The Lord Tianyuan... we are really enemies."

There was a trace of mixed emotions in Harris's heart. Not long after arriving in the abyss, he heard about the disputes over the beliefs of the main gods of various departments. The key was the names of some main gods.

Lynn...

When he heard this name, Harris felt bitter and helpless in his heart. It confirmed his previous guess that the fire element middle god named Cindy Lynn was actually the son of the main god!
Terrified, he joined the Star Empire camp by chance, in order to find a stable backer and imagine that he would be favored by the Lord God again in the future and become an envoy of the Lord God.

"Harris, Harris! This young master is talking to you!!"

Harris was in a complicated mood. He was stunned for a moment and didn't respond. He didn't notice that Xinglan's face gradually darkened. He didn't wake up until he heard the shouting.

As soon as he saw this angry expression, Harris secretly thought something was wrong and immediately knelt down on one knee and explained: "I'm very sorry, sir. I was just a little touched by the name of Lord Tianyuan."

Xinglan sneered and said disapprovingly: "Tell me, what relationship can a god-level person like you have with the Lord God?"

There is a huge gap between the god level and the main god. No one has a more intuitive and profound understanding than him, the main god's direct son. Even Shura and Pluto are a joke in front of the main god, so he sneered at Harris's words.

Seeing that he couldn't get over it, Harris thought of his unlucky experience and simply gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me the truth..."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Xinglan couldn't hold back her laughter and almost shed tears. She hadn't heard such an interesting story in many years.

Harris stood there awkwardly. If it had been anyone else, he would have killed Vengeance long ago, but facing the son of the Lord God, he had already suffered a big loss and would never dare to commit suicide.

"Harris, you are actually still the messenger of the former Bone God."

Xinglan suddenly remembered something, his expression became more and more playful, and he raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, saying meaningfully: "Do you know how the Lord of Bones, Kursk, fell in the first place!"

From what Harris said before, it seemed like he didn't know about this.

"Of course I, a god-level person, don't know this..."

Harris's expression changed, and looking at his expression, there was a faint suspicion in his heart.

"Then let me tell you, I also heard about this from my father."

Xinglan spoke with a mysterious and showy tone, this is a secret involving the main god, and it is impossible for ordinary gods to have access to it.

"The one who killed the Bone Lord God was the Tianyuan Lord God!"

This sentence fell on Harris' ears, which was no less than a thunderbolt from the blue. His whole body went numb and his expression became very aggrieved.

His emotional sufferings all come from...

Harris shuddered and did not dare to think any more. He did not dare to have any disrespect for the great Lord God. He had once served as the Lord God's messenger and had faced the Bone Lord God. He knew very well that the power of the Lord God and the divine level were not the same concept.

"How about it, do you want to go back for revenge?"

"Ah! You can't do it, don't dare!"

Harris was so frightened by Xinglan's words that his face turned as ugly as a zombie. He shook his head repeatedly and said in fear.

It is absolutely impossible to hate the Lord Tianyuan, and not a single thought is allowed to exist.

"Hmph, look at how scared you are, but you are still a Pluto-level warrior, don't be ashamed!"

Xinglan laughed mercilessly.

Harris's old face showed a trace of bitterness, and he secretly cursed you as the son of the Lord God, and you can speak freely, but I am not!

"Okay, let's go!"

Xinglan restrained her teasing, raised her hand, and swung her dark blue brocade dress embroidered with stars in the sky with a cool and handsome movement, making a hunting sound in the wind.

A burst of purple electric light flashed in the air, and he arrived outside the palace in an instant, overlooking the prosperous and extravagant imperial capital like an emperor from a high position.

Unlike the periphery, most of the low-end orc groups living in the frontline areas work exhaustingly every day doing the dirtiest and most dangerous jobs. The people living here are the elite groups of orcs, including the fox tribe, lion tribe, and tiger tribe. wait.

Both men and women are well dressed, enjoying the best and safest cultivation environment, and living the aristocratic life of fine clothing and fine food every day.

And it was Xinglan who gave them all this!
"Lord Xinglan——!"

When a beautiful fox tribe girl inadvertently raised her charming eyes and discovered that familiar, sacred figure, she immediately shouted excitedly, and the pedestrians around her raised their heads to look up at the sky.

Soon, a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami sounded, and expressions of worship, admiration, and fear emerged one by one.

"What a wonderful feeling, I am the supreme controller of all living things!"

He stretched out his hand and grasped the entire city and the entire empire as if in the void. An intoxicating smile appeared on his face. For Xinglan, this place was his carefully arranged playground. He enjoyed the feeling of controlling other people's life and death. His daily boring practice added a bit of fun.

God-level experts all have their own interests, hobbies, or fun. They solve problems for cultivation, share the pressure, and seek a burst of inspiration.

Some write diaries, some fish, some read... Naturally, some of them are keen on Game of Thrones, and Xinglan is immersed in it.

Xinglan enjoyed the worship of countless people for a while. When he turned his palm, a purple conch-type horn appeared. He took a deep breath and blew it.

"Woooo-!"

Like the loud cry of a whale in the deep sea, it shook the space in all directions and spread continuously, echoing with some magic arrays in various places, and each bell tower emitted similar sounds.

The expressions of everyone who heard this voice suddenly changed. This represents the first assembly order of the Star Empire!
call out!call out!call out!
Not long after, streams of divine power shot into the sky, and the turbulent conditions reflected the sky of the film with a dazzling light. Their respective consciousnesses criss-crossed like a spider web, exchanging information with each other.

No matter how special the abyss is, it is still a material plane, and its suppression of spiritual consciousness is far inferior to that of the divine plane. God-level powerhouses, even without divine clones, can communicate in real time over long distances and understand the situation in various places.

The Star Empire attaches great importance to intelligence collection, and has placed god-level gods in various places who specialize in transmitting information. They are connected with each other like spiders spinning silk to build a dragnet.

"Lord Xinglan..."

Above the sky, the purple-haired boy stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was sacred and noble and could not be blasphemed, and the corner of his delicate mouth evoked a confident yet sinister and bold smile.

"Carlo...Brett...Ham..."

He selected some masters, most of whom were at the six-star demon level. They were all close followers who had been following him since hell.

Xinglan ordered with a proud face: "I allow you to use the power of the Lord God. If this mission is successful, I will reward you with two more drops later!"

He was very generous to those who were attached to him and loyal to him, and each of them was rewarded with a drop of the power of the Lord God!
For ordinary gods, they can't buy even a drop of the Lord God's power by selling iron and losing their fortune. As the son of the Lord God, Xinglan wants as much as he wants!

"Fight for the Star Empire, fight for Lord Xinglan!"

After the news was passed on, all the confidants couldn't help but look excited. Soon they saw terrifying fluctuations of the power of the Lord God of Destruction erupting in various places. They rushed to the front line to snipe the invaders from the Tianyuan Empire.

Xinglan converged his consciousness, took out two drops of the power of the Lord God of Destruction, gave one drop to Harris, and said seductively: "This time the messenger of the Lord Tianyuan is coming, if we can work together to keep him, it will definitely be a great achievement. I Then I will recommend you to my father to be the messenger of the Lord God!”

"Thank you, sir. Harris will go all out to clear all obstacles for the Star Empire!"

Harris originally wanted to paddle casually, after all, none of the messengers of the Lord God were easy to mess with, but when he heard this, he immediately became energetic.

He has offended the son of Lord Tianyuan to death, and he may be offered a reward by institutions such as Demon Castle and Demon Castle someday. Although he is powerful and has a main artifact, he has always been a thief for a thousand days, and there is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days. , how to live the days that I have been worried about.

Instead of torturing people like that, it is better to seek refuge with the Lord God of the Stars. It just so happens that the two Lord Gods seem to have a bad relationship. This is your chance!
"Haha! Okay! With this momentum, we are going to crush the Heavenly Yuan Lord God in the abyss plane and vent a bad breath for my father!"

Xinglan was so excited that she unconsciously leaked the explosive information. Harris trembled slightly and pretended not to hear.To die, to die...

How could he, a god-level person, dare to know such secrets involving the privacy of the Lord God? He wished he could delete this memory by himself. Suddenly, he had a hidden worry. The son of the Lord God always felt a little unreliable. Would he cause more trouble if he followed him? Trouble.

But the matter has come to this point, it is too late to regret, and we can only go one way to the end.

"Let's go and directly activate the power of the Lord God to go over!"

Xinglan reacted quickly, his face changed slightly, and he quickly changed the subject. He said that he was stimulating the power of the Lord God of Destruction, and his whole body was filled with waves of destructive energy that were surging and destroying everything.

The same goes for Harris, and the two quickly disappeared into the horizon...

Within the Star Empire.

Two figures flew across the sky quickly, and two gaps opened in the space like paper.

Aier and Meister jointly advanced, and they were unstoppable along the way.

"What star empire is worse than a dog!"

Ai'er's hearty and brisk laughter echoed throughout the world. She was as fast as the wind and attacked like fire. Her hands were wearing a pair of purple-red high-level artifact gloves forged from an unknown special material.

Left hook, right hook!
One punch blast was devastating, killing seven in and seven out, as if entering an uninhabited land!

"Explode! Explode! Explode!"

Ai'er shouted happily, and the power of the most profound and complex fire laws, the Mysterious Explosion, was vividly displayed. Her cute little face was filled with a passionate and generous smile, and she had a very hot temper that was completely opposite to her appearance.

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore!!"

"Where did this strong man come from!"

The masters of the Star Empire fell one by one, and people were restless. They looked at this strange girl in panic. She obviously looked easy to bully, but she was so powerful.

The war was raging, Wuyangyang's god-level army was completely engulfed by tongues of fire, and a spectacle appeared in the sky!
wow... wow...

The crystal-clear Godhead is like hail pouring down on the earth, rivers, and scorching flames, reflecting a bright, flickering dreamy scene!
This shocking scene made many of the fleeing orcs in the sanctuary feel cold all over, and they also felt a trace of desire and madness.

The Abyss is not a god-level god plane for everyone. There are still a lot of saint lives, but their status is extremely humble and precarious. Many times it is the front line of the divine war, cannon fodder used to consume the enemy's god-level divine power!

Anyway, there are countless lives in the sanctuary, and no one at the top will care about their life or death.

"Grab the godhead!"

The cannon fodder in the sanctuary became restless, scrambling around, escaping the aftermath of the divine power while grabbing the godhead with quick eyes and hands. A few lucky ones can get a set of godheads. As long as they find an opportunity to hide and refine them secretly, they can suddenly become a high-ranking god. !
The situation is as chaotic as a pot of porridge.

"Tsk, this Miss Aier is so powerful!"

Meister was secretly surprised and admired, and restrained his contempt, no longer treating her as a little princess who only had a background and didn't understand anything else.

He is also a fire Shura and has rich experience. How could he not see that this little girl has integrated four kinds of mysteries?

But she is still a middle-level god. Judging from her temperament and demeanor, she is probably not too old.

With this kind of talent, and being born into the Lord God family, his future achievements will be limitless. At the end of the day, he will be an ordinary Shura, and even be infinitely close to the Great Perfection!
"But it's about the same."

Meister thought to himself that this wave of their raids had almost reached one-third of the Star Empire's territory.

Just thinking about it...

The bright red sky in the distance was filled with faint blue flames, wrapped in the black power of the Lord God of Destruction. It stretched for an unknown number of meters, as lifelike as a roaring dragon, coming towards you with its teeth and claws!

Mestre's heart was awe-inspiring, and he felt a strong sense of crisis coming over him. He pulled out the high-level artifact [Fire Point Spear] for the first time, shook his wrist and stabbed it suddenly, a simple and unpretentious counterattack, piercing the air!
The bright silver gun tip glowed with cold light, and the sparks ignited, turning into firebirds, spreading their wings and chirping, blooming with fiery energy.

boom--!
The turbulent aftermath shattered the space layer by layer.

The abyss plane is comparable to a small hell or a small underworld, but it is still a material plane after all. Although space is several times more stable than other material planes, it is also limited!

Meister avoided being swallowed by the space crack, frowned, with a solemn look on his face, and murmured: "What a cold breath of death, and this breath is a bit familiar, could it be him!?"

The answer was soon revealed. A man in black robe approached quickly and looked at each other with different expressions.

"Mester, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect that the messenger of Tianyuan Lord God was you!"

Harris had a strange expression, mixed with a hint of emotion.

In the circle of top experts on the divine plane, many experts are familiar with each other.

Meister joked: "Humph, who did I think it was? It turns out to be Mr. Harris, the former messenger of the Lord God. That's disrespectful."

"Haha, I don't care about dying people!"

Harris laughed angrily and was about to take action when he sensed an aura approaching. He looked back and immediately said respectfully: "Sir, I suggest that the Xinglan team use the power of the Lord God to block all his escape routes and deal with it in one go. !”

Mester and Ai'er, who took the time to look over after dealing with a few gods, couldn't help but look over after hearing the sound.

An evil-looking purple-haired boy, wearing a dark blue robe dotted with stars, was wrapped in the diluted power of the Lord God of Destruction. He was followed by a god-level team, all of whom were high-ranking gods, but he himself was just a middle-aged man. A god.

"it is good!"

Xinglan decisively believed in Harris's judgment. His eyes were casual, and he glanced at Aier contemptuously without paying attention. He stretched out his hand and took out a pot of Lord God's power from the space ring. He flicked it quickly with his fingertips, and drops of black "liquid" accurately fell into every corner around him. In the hands of a superior god.

"not good!"

Mestre's color changed in horror when he saw this, and it was too late to stop him. Because he was blocked by Harris for half a second, he watched a large wave of the power of the Lord God explode, and the rendered sky was completely black.

"Miss Aier, hurry up..."

Before the word "Run" was spoken, I watched in shock as she turned into a bunch of dancing flames, disappeared from the place, and appeared in front of the purple-haired boy out of thin air the next second!

"Fire Body Technique Phantom...when was it done..."

For a moment, Mestre was confused.

What was even more unexpected was that Xinglan was grabbed by a pair of seemingly slender and white hands, and was dragged to the front of a large area of ​​radiant power by an explosion of fire-type main god's power!
"Lord Xinglan!"

"No, brothers, please stop, don't hurt me!"

In an instant, seeing that their master had become a shield, these high-ranking gods were frightened to death. They hurriedly restrained their divine power and mitigated most of the attacks. However, at least one third of the streamers still attacked Xinglan and Ai without any reservation. On the two of them!
The space in the abyss plane began to collapse on a large scale!

A huge suction force came in, and Xinglan struggled violently. Cutie's strength was exaggerated, and she showed him an innocent yet decisive smile. The two of them were instantly swallowed up by the crack in space and submerged into the rolling turbulence!
The air was dead quiet.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Meester was dumbfounded, Harris was dumbfounded, and all the members of the Xinglan team were dumbfounded. There was only one thought in their hearts.

To die to die!

We are in big trouble!

(End of this chapter)