My fairy beast can't be this cute

Chapter 25 25. God comes to the country

"Chicken Head, move forward at full speed!" Wuye shouted.

"Good boss."

The lion rooster head used his spiritual power to fly at full speed, without any suppression and a breakthrough in cultivation.

Now he can travel about 20 miles with light, which is more than [-] miles every hour, which is also [-] miles a day.

A few moments later, Wuye and his group of elves heard countless shouts.

"Lord God! Please save us!"

...

The countless voices of "lonely widowers" are shocking!
Wuye understood everything after a slight sense.Due to my personality, I don't want to pay attention to it.

The southern land was the main battlefield for outside invasions at the end of the last era.

After a battle between gods, the origin of the world was plundered and very little was left, causing the spiritual energy to collapse, and the power left by the gods to demonize all living beings, and the people were in dire straits.

And except for a few elves with special characteristics, no elves who are extremely dependent on the environment are willing to stay here.

The last sentence can be called "birds don't poop".

However, there is another extremely powerful race in the world called the "Human Race".

Humanity's greatest ability is its unparalleled adaptability.

Countless kingdoms stand side by side in the southern land, and the main living creatures are humans.

However, due to divine disasters, natural disasters, and spiritual energy... although there are many people in the southern land, their strength is not outstanding.

Therefore, it gave hope to some people who had no hope of breaking through to the peak of Nirvana. They came to play the role of gods to collect faith and obtain strange power to break through.

And because the original power of this place has been robbed so little, and the spiritual energy is extremely scarce, the so-called power of faith must be collected dozens of times to produce strange power.

Obviously, this kind of trick method cannot be recognized by the source of heaven and produce miraculous power.

Moreover, due to the scarcity of the source, the Tao is incomplete and cannot be taken away unless it is repaired. And the price of repair...even the gods are not willing to think about it.

It's like a piece of chicken rib, it looks useless.

Therefore, there was basically no way to rise, so the "gods" patted their butts and left.

This place has also been beautified and gilded and renamed the land of gods.

...

"Boss!"

A certain string in Lion Chicken Tou's heart was touched, and he wanted to ask Wuye what he meant.

Wuye spoke calmly, with a hint of indifference in his voice: "You can save them for a while, but you can't save them forever."

"One time is enough."

The lion rooster bit the bullet and spoke.

Then he said: "When I was abandoned by the ethnic group due to my disability, impure blood, and low qualifications, if there was no bloody war zone..."

"At this point, I'm afraid even the bones have been eroded by time and turned into ashes."

"Uh-huh, the car is coming!"

Xiaobaicai summoned her own tricycle and took Wuye with her to continue driving.

"Hurry up and follow."

Wuye left a casual sentence and disappeared.

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Shenlin Kingdom, located on the border of the Eastern Alliance, is often favored by "gods" in turn to harvest faith, which leads to the fact that everyone relies on "gods" to support them when they are not engaged in production or fighting.

But this time their gods are more unscrupulous.

After enjoying various benefits and collecting faith breakthroughs, he ran away, leaving a big mess behind.

At this time, the country with a population of nearly ten million, which was only attacked by monsters, did not even have a strong person in the Nirvana stage, and the remaining combat power was unable to protect the people of the country.

Relying on some foundation left by the previous conscience god to support it, it won't last long.

At this moment, a bright golden light shines on the earth.

Everyone looked up at the sky. It was an elf with a golden body and eyes like the legendary sun.

"God!"

Someone shouted loudly, and everyone knelt on the ground.

They pray to the gods for help with their naturally pious hearts.

And use their natural skills to serve the "gods", piety, and want to impress this powerful elf who suddenly appears.

And their sincere prayers seemed to succeed.

I saw two pairs of eyes of the gods in the sky shining down with red light like the sun.

Countless strange monsters were dying once enveloped by the red light, but none of them died.

They all scattered and fled.

As a creature that only relies on instinct and has no intelligence, it will not come back in a short time.

"Lord God, please speak the name of God, and we will worship him devoutly!"

A middle-aged man in a dragon robe with a rather handsome appearance and tears still remaining on his face said respectfully.

I hope that there is a sense of fusion in his body, and his strength is only a thin line away from nirvana.

"No need, it's of no use to me."

The spiritual power of the lion and chicken head noticed the drastic change in personality at this time, and the king had already repented.

He said no more and turned to leave.

"Wait, Lord God..."

Lord Shenlin's face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed to call out the lion and chicken head.

The golden eyes of the lion's head and the rooster's head shine, and you can clearly understand what is in his heart.

Turn around and go.

This is because there is a shortage of food. Although the seeds have been planted, it is still too late.

When King Shenlin saw the lion and chicken head turning around and walking away, he moved his lips, but his dignity as a king kept him from opening his mouth.

But as a king, he does not live for himself.

Finally, after some inner conflict, he was ready to speak regardless of his face.

There is no golden figure in the field of vision, and even if the spiritual power is poured out, there is no trace of golden light!
Ugh!
For a moment, he was completely disappointed, but after turning around, his face was filled with a smile.

Others can act as they please, but as a king, he cannot show any negative emotions to his people.

Otherwise everything will really be over...

God comes to the king when he is depressed.

The next moment, a radiant heavy rain fell from the sky.

As soon as the spiritual rain touched the ground, it instantly nourished everything and countless green things grew out. Many people even achieved breakthroughs in strength due to the comparison.

Lord Shenlin smiled.

He actually smiled.

Then he hurriedly shouted to his ministers: "Quickly build a statue of the god and worship it day and night."

"From now on, there will always be only one god in our country!"

On the same day, October 1022, 98, 10, the day was named "Thanksgiving" in Shenlin Kingdom.

And Shenlin Kingdom was officially renamed as Holy Red Sun Golden Light Kingdom.

Perhaps even the person who named it felt a little inappropriate, so it was usually referred to as the Kingdom of Jin.

...

In the sky, the lion and chicken head urinated for a while and then quickly rushed towards the direction of Xinhuo City.

Only in the Wanxiang stage, the body can be protected from all dust, all evils can be avoided, the spiritual power can be released, and there can be no desire to excretory.

What's more, the Dacheng golden chalcedony, which is detached from the mortal body, the so-called urine is just the sweat-like water in the body discharged through the reproductive organs.

But even so, for people below the epic level, it is nothing more than a rain of immortal jade and fine wine.

A fateful adventure.

Of course, there are specialties in the industry, but a warrior comparable to an elf with a high racial value at the same level would be powerful.

Even under the legend, this situation could not be solved.

Fire City

In front of an alchemy furnace.

Nangong Wuhui, whose body was filled with a strange smell, had a calm face and kept waving mysterious alchemy techniques in his hands.

Although the temperature in the room was comfortable, sweat was dripping from his head, adding a layer of sickly whiteness to his already fair appearance.

轻~
With a crisp sound!
Nangong Wuhui breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of emptiness and powerlessness.

Before, I relied solely on my mind for support, but now my mind has taken over, my body can no longer support it, and I will fall if I lean back.

At this time, a pair of soft and boneless jade arms hugged him just right.

Just like this, a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth was lying peacefully in the arms of a graceful mature woman.

After a long time, Hongyun broke the silence.

"Master, have you finished practicing Dan?"

"Yes! Sister Hongyun."

Nangong Wuhui, who was pale and felt weak, was smiling broadly.

After recovering for a while, Nangong Wuhui felt relaxed and happy smelling the familiar fragrance, and then saw the calluses formed on Hongyun's hands from sword practice.

My heart tightened: "Sister Hongyun, practice should be done step by step while combining work and rest."

Hongyun's smile was as bright as a flower, and she gently shaved Nangong Wuhui's nose: "Young Master has grown up and learned to care for others."

Nangong Wuhui's fair and tender face turned red and felt uncomfortable: "I'll see how the elixir is doing first."

After saying that, he stood up and took out the elixir from the alchemy furnace.

As soon as the furnace is turned on, an extreme freshness comes out that makes people's blood rush, and there is a kind of endless power.

Two transparent, colorless but dazzling white middle-grade elixirs and one high-grade elixir lay quietly among them.

Intermediate Tanhua Dan!
Taken from the flower that flashes in the pan and shines again.

Although it is of medium or high quality, Nangong Wuhui's mid-level cultivator's strength cannot produce this kind of elixir, which is somewhat difficult for even high-level cultivators.Fortunately, he is the cultivator of the essence school.

With the alchemy furnace, techniques, and the consumption of dozens of opportunities, even a large city would be a huge expense.

I was lucky enough to practice it.

Nangong Wuhui looked at these elixirs with thoughts in his eyes, showing a touch of sadness.

Finally, he put away a middle-grade Tanhua Dan and handed the rest to Hongyun: "Sister Hongyun, please send it to my father. I'll go and take a rest first."

it is good!
Hongyun responded, understanding the complexity of his mood and slowly left with the elixir.

...

Night has come, and the moonlight is also covered tonight. The outside of Xinhuo City is shrouded in darkness, while the inside of the city is brightly lit.

"Nangong Qianye, can we fight!"

A loud roar suddenly sounded, resounding throughout the city lord's palace, breaking the silence, and startling Nangong Wuhui.

When I went out, I saw a handsome and majestic man holding a spear and an arrogant eyebrow standing at the door with his head held high.

Nangong Wuhui frowned: "You are so rude in Li Qian City in the middle of the night!"

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"However, I received a military order from South Korea on the border and asked me to join the army. I can only make this decision. I hope you will understand!"

Li Qiancheng's expression remained as usual, without any emotion.

His heart is small and has been filled with extreme power since he was a child.

"Li Qiancheng, if you want to fight, then fight!"

A crisp and melodious sound.

A cold girl with a slim figure and a beautiful appearance appeared in white clothes.

"sister!"

Nangong Wuhui shouted casually.

Nangong Qianye nodded in response and turned to look at Li Qiancheng.

A feeling of brokenness emanates!

She practices martial arts just for pure thoughts.

Unlike some warriors who aim for the ultimate in strength, they have been suppressing their cultivation until they reach the limit.

Vientiane and brokenness are in the same position. Generally, those who understand the original history song can easily break through.

A battle between beasts and a warm dialogue has naturally made a breakthrough in strength.

...

"it is good!"

Li Qiancheng was not afraid at all, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Inside the Santo's Mansion
In a spacious martial arts training ground, there is a huge simple arena. In the arena, a spiritual power formation is activated to prevent the spread of power.

Li Qiancheng was wearing black spiritual armor, holding a black spear, and was mighty and domineering, with fighting intent in his eyes.

An iron-blooded evil spirit was undoubtedly revealed.

Nangong Qianye was dressed in white and looked quite beautiful.

Holding the Fire Sword in hand, he watched calmly.

drink!
Li Qiancheng stabbed with a long spear, and took the lead in launching various unpredictable spear skills such as lifting, capturing, blocking, taking, wrapping, turning, circling, and ringing.

The gun is the "king of weapons", with unpredictable power and endless changes.

It's not like some silly half-elf who lets his elf use a short spear as a simple and crude stick.

It’s really hard to reach the level of elegance!
...

There was a sound of guns and swords clashing!
The two sides were just clashing in skills. For a while, the two sides were fighting back and forth, and it was impossible to tell the winner.

After a thousand moves, Nangong Qianye was too lazy to entangle with him, and used his spiritual power to crush him with martial arts.

Sword stance!
Selfless style!
Air sword style!
Breaking the void!
With every powerful spiritual martial skill, Nangong Qianye just used the power of the Vientiane Stage, and Li Qiancheng was a little unable to withstand it.

Although the swordsmanship is strong, but there is no murderous intention but always merciful everywhere.

“Not enough~not enough~not enough!…”

Li Qiancheng entered the frenzy of battle, and his handsome face became distorted because of the roar!
In such a battle, he obviously used it as a stake to practice his swordsmanship. Although the power was a bit difficult to withstand, it still made him feel very frustrated.

Nangong Qianye looked at the pure warrior in front of him indifferently. Spiritual power and red light appeared in his hands, and the Xiaocheng Xinhuo Law was contained in it.

Sparks start a prairie fire!

The long sword in the girl's hand was radiating with flames. It carried a monstrous wave of fire with the power of the endless law. The sword slashed out and spread out into a vacuum area of ​​several hundred meters.

"Breaking the military!"

Li Qiancheng shouted loudly, threw the ink-colored spear, activated martial arts and spiritual power, and bloody light appeared.

The law of Xiaochengzhan is contained in it, and it goes away with the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat.

bump!
Two powerful attacks collided, lasting only half a breath, and the ink-colored spear shattered inch by inch and turned into ashes.

The fire wave sword moved towards Li Qian City. Although the arena was huge, it was really unsatisfactory in front of the epic powerhouse.

There was no way to escape, but Nangong Qianye had already taken back the law, and most of the remaining power of the fire wave was gone.

Li Qiancheng's face turned red, and he endured the attack of the fire wave with great frustration. The black spirit armor blocked it with a flash of white light.

"I lost!"

Li Qiancheng said very unhappily, turned around and left.

He didn't suffer any harm, but he clearly understood what the other party meant, and he couldn't put any pressure on the other party to take it seriously.

Nangong Wuhui jumped onto the ring, his little face with red lips and white teeth slightly unhappy: "Sister, why does he look so aggrieved and helpless when he obviously can't beat him."

Nangong Wuhui, like Wuye, was a trainer who didn't like fighting, but he was even more miserable because he was distracted from practicing the body-changing techniques.

This is entirely a matter of bystanders and fans, and the authorities will be clear about it.

Nangong Qianye's voice was clear and melodious, with a reprimand in it.

"Qianjun never underestimate anyone."

"Li Qiancheng Tianzi Jueshi is still a pure warrior who pursues ultimate power. He has obviously been able to break through for a long time, and he has to reach the limit before he can break through."

After a pause, he muttered: "Otherwise, in the battle just now, it would be hard to predict who would win and who would lose!"

Nangong Wuhui said with a smile: "So what, sister, you are already in the broken stage, and that kid is still at a high level!"

Nangong Qianye shook his head, turned around and walked away: "He broke through to a high level earlier than me, and I just improved my strength for a simple idea."

Nangong Wuhui's eyes were full of smiles, and he said teasingly: "Is it just to be worthy of that brother-in-law?"

Nangong Qianye stifled his steps slightly and ignored him.

Seeing this, Nangong Wuhui talked eloquently: "Although it is a half-goblin, there is always someone named Lanyue... Nanye... Yueyue."

Ugh!
As a mid-level breeder, Nangong Wuhui couldn't remember it clearly, and sighed: "I don't care, it should be a goblin anyway."

"In this case, he is definitely not of ordinary origin and there is even a slight possibility that he is the son of nature.

And this kind of half-elf with impure blood but noble birth is obviously the first choice for racial marriage. The reason why you work hard to cultivate is..."

Before he could finish his words, a Fire Sword, like an ordinary iron sword, with a tip burning with endless fire, appeared at Nangong Wuhui's mouth.

He was so frightened that he quickly shut up and turned into a good little brother.

On top of tall buildings in the distance
Two old men were enjoying tea, looking happy and harmonious.

One person has white hair and a childlike face, and has a bookish air about him; the other person has an old face, and his whole body is filled with a stench and an iron-blooded air.

There was an iron-blooded old man among them. He looked at Li Qiancheng's back with admiration and said, "Zhizhi! Thanks to your discerning eyes, I have a successor for Xinhuo City!"

Gu Zhizhi, a thousand years ago, was the young master of the crown prince of the Xu Kingdom and was the tutor of the current king.

In recent years, due to his strength staying in the Nirvana stage, his lifespan was only about a hundred years old, so he retired and returned to Xinhuo City.

He is the dean of the Guoshu branch and educates young students.

...

"No, that child is extremely talented, and even if I don't help him, he is certainly not a thing in the pool." Gu Zhizhi said slowly.

After a pause, he said with some regret: "Besides, that kid is bent on martial arts. In the future, our country, Xu, may just be his springboard!"

Then Gu Zhizhi picked up the tea in his hand and tasted it carefully, with a frown on his face.

He asked unhurriedly: "Nangong City Lord, are you going to die?"

Hahaha!
Nangong Wentian laughed: "You scholars like to mince words. We have been old friends for hundreds of years, so what details do you care about?"

Gu Zhizhi angrily scolded: "Old man!"

"You should try to calm down your bad energy. We are drinking tea! You make such an elegant thing so boring!"

Nangong Wentian looked down at the sea of ​​lights that dispersed the darkness, not knowing what he was thinking.

Slowly said: "Old man, I want you to smell it more, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future!"

"Have you made up your mind?"

Gu Xuanzhi spoke calmly.

"I'm about to die, and I have to burn out the last spark of fire!" Nangong Wentian said calmly.

Gu Zhizhi spoke angrily, with a real hint of anger in his tone.

"But with this light of yours, how many people in my country, Xu, will be cut off from their martial arts path?"

"Blood debt must be repaid with blood! The blood of thousands of people in Xinhuo City cannot just disappear into the dust of history."

"And that's something your National Academy should consider. I'm an old man and don't care that much. When I die, my old eyes..."

"No more fainting!"

A look of determination flashed in Nangong Wentian's eyes, and he flicked his sleeves and left.

Before leaving, he left a message: "Zhizhi, after my death, Xinhuo City will be handed over to you to protect."

Gu Zhizhi looked at the resolute figure quietly.

A look of determination also flashed across his eyes.

After a long silence, he sighed.

Ugh!
"Everything is lighter than a feather, Xu Guo's future is heavier than Mobius."

(End of this chapter)