Book of Gods and Demons

Medland.

Donglu.

The ancient and mysterious Eastland is civilized and prosperous, with a civilization heritage that is very different from that of Medland.

The Dragon Land, the Elephant Land, and the Peacock Continent are three huge land masses that together form the East Land, which are separated from each other by a strait that is no more than 300 miles wide.

The Peacock Continent, a continent that respects women and exists in the form of a tribal alliance, has many witchcraft secrets, prolific geniuses and elixir.

The land of elephants, the land of the earth, the land kings, and slavery, stubbornly reject all cultural and technological changes, and are rich in rich people whose land is scumbags.

The Dragon Land, the most powerful and progressive land block in the East Land, was built with a unified dynasty ‘Liangxu’, which was a feudal system that divided all nations. The Nine Kings Rebellion that swept Liangxu many years ago has been completely settled in the past two years, and the Liangxu dynasty has returned to a unified state. It is in an unprecedented and most powerful peak state in history.

Liangxu imperial capital, the winter palace where the emperor today reads, summons, and handles government affairs.

Wearing a white ink-washed dragon robe and a purple-gold crown, Qiao Xuan stood in front of a huge bookcase, holding a huge brush, and scribbling a book on a large snow-like white paper with gold flowers.

‘The good wind borrows my strength and rises to the sky for nine days’!

Qiao Xuan's words are majestic and powerful, and each stroke is like a knife and an axe, and it also reveals a powerful and domineering charm.

He is seven feet away, with curly hair, hair color like ink, and skin white like snow, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, the divine light sprays a few feet away. A five-colored cloud of smoke not only rises above his head, but thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, lofty mountains and mountains can be seen in the smoke cloud.

Several important ministers of Liangxu stood aside respectfully, staring at Qiao Xuan's pen tip intently.

Qiao Xuan finished in one go, and ten large ink-stained characters were left on the paper. He took a large pen, stepped back a few steps, examined his own writing, and nodded slowly: "Zhu Qing thought, these few pens Words, is it worthy of the eye?"

Before a few important ministers could speak, Qiao Xuan said coldly: "You know my temper. You are not allowed to slap your head, you can only pick the wrong one... Tell me quickly, are these words worthy of your eyes?"

A sigh of cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of several important ministers.

Qiao Xuan widened his eyes and was about to reprimand him a few times when he suddenly moved his ears, put a large pen in his hand, and waved his hand gently.

Several important ministers hurriedly bowed and saluted as if they were amnesty, and then stepped back and walked out of the Winter Palace respectfully.

Qiao Xuan turned around. Behind a huge white jade screen behind him, a man wearing a gray cloak with a faint breath walked out slowly.

"There has been an alteration in the Mingluyi. In Medland, there are ancient existences being called back...and moreover, new gods appear."

Qiao Xuan folded his hands, frowned, and looked at the man deeply: "Well, they should have the power to deal with this."

The man shook his head gently: "No, things are getting worse. The gatekeeper is waking up from a deep sleep, but this time they have been asleep for a little too long, so they need a little bit of time to fully recover. ."

"I need you to go to Medland in person and see what happened."

The man whispered: "There, after all, it is the place to feed the gods. It is of great importance and cannot tolerate any mistakes."

Qiao Xuan snorted coldly, and he looked at the man a little unpleasantly: "Is it instructed to come to my head? Need to remember, I am the master of Liangxu, the master of this dragon land, and even the whole East Lu I am respected."

The man smiled and said softly: "But, you are also a member of Al... You have used the power of the organization to quell the chaos of the Nine Kings in such a short period of time, haven't you?"

Qiao Xuan took a deep look at the man, waved his sleeves with both hands, and yelled loudly: "Come on, prepare for the navy, all members of the Dragon Nine Fleet set off, heading for...Medland!"

Outside the gate of the Winter Palace, a respectful response came.

The man shook his head slightly: "From here to Medland, take the waterway. When you arrive, it is too late...According to the will of the'gatekeeper', the gate to Medland has been opened. Please bring it. Enough strength, ready to respond at any time."

"No matter what happens in Medland, you just need to be responsible and don't let the situation worsen too much."

A hazy cloud of smoke rose up.

The man turned into a white-headed cuckoo in the green smoke and flew out of the Winter Palace lightly.

Qiao Xuan had a sullen face, his hands behind his back, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Huh, the thirty-second level chanting climber...what a bad name...huh, huh, this kind of secret society organization has a heart punish……"

"However, these years have used their power... indeed, it is unfathomable."

"I'm only one level behind the gatekeeper."

"If so, I can completely hold this Al in my hands... Well, Medland, Medland, I think that year..."

In Qiao Xuan's deep eyes, a gentle color flashed by: "I don't know what happened to their mother and daughter...Tsk, the land of the gods, and those dangerous places, they should also be picked up...the thousand lakes The Principality, you can do something."

I have joined the Al organization for several years.

It has been more than ten years since he became the absolute high-level of Al.

Medland is the land of the gods, and this is still a top secret that he has only known in recent years.

The land of feeding gods.

This name sounds bad.

Stretching out his paws to Medland and taking the initiative to do something, Qiao Xuan doesn't have the guts for the time being-at least, he doesn't have the guts until he finds out more trump cards for Al's organization.

However, it is totally reasonable and reasonable to borrow from the Principality of Thousand Lakes and put a secret in Medland.

Medland, Port of Tulum.

Des turned into a dust and fled to the west at full speed.

Duolun and Him were still entangled in the air. The two bodies were tightly entwined, beating each other frantically, each blow made a loud noise.

The hydra and the golden oak tree transformed by their supernatural power bombarded each other frantically. The large rifts hundreds of miles in diameter in the high air led directly to the Dirac Sea. The endless four basic elements poured down, crazily transformed into the divine power of darkness and the power of the sun. .

The two divine powers are extremely opposed in attributes, and are inherently restrained from each other.

Darkness and golden light crazily eroded, and the extremely opposing energies annihilated each other, and then transformed into free basic elemental energy again. Under the impetus of the two gods, the huge elemental tide turned into a circle of gas explosions visible to the naked eye, surging crazily in all directions.

Hundreds of miles in the void around Tulum Harbor, the density of elemental energy is rapidly increasing.

One hundred times, one thousand times, ten thousand times...

The soldiers of the multi-national coalition fell to the ground one by one, and they all experienced symptoms similar to'drunken oxygen'...Under the erosion of the elemental energy whose concentration increased wildly, they fainted and fell to the ground, uncontrollably blending high-concentration elements into their bodies Energy, the body begins to transform into a transcendent state.

The sea of ​​strength, energy, and spirit of countless soldiers has been opened up one after another...

Elemental energy poured into the three seas they opened, rapidly expanding the three seas, enhancing their most basic extraordinary power.

But... their weak bodies could not withstand the impact of such a huge elemental energy. The chests, lower abdomens, and eyebrows of many soldiers began to tear, and their bodies began to disintegrate uncontrollably.

Margaret III's eyes turned, and a scheming gleam flashed in her eyes.

She looked at the people present who had been shaken by the elemental tides, and suddenly laughed sharply...Behind her, the same black mist was engulfed, and a huge hydra with nine huge dragon heads whizzed out and rushed out.

A huge mental fluctuation swept thousands of miles.

Margaret III's face suddenly turned pale, and large swaths of cold sweat continued to gush out on his forehead.

The basic part of the Hydra breathing method secreted by the Durham Empire was used secretly by Margaret III, and with the incomparably powerful soul power, it was forced into the minds of all the fainted coalition soldiers present.

Under the rush of the crazy elemental tide, the coalition soldiers who were infused with basic breathing methods directly began to instinctively practice the basic Hydra breathing method.

Their breath became quiet and deep...In their bodies, dark waves began to rippling faintly.

"Shameless!" The ambassadors of several countries and the army nobles roared in unison.

"Oh, I'm a kind of pity... I can't just watch the innocent sacrifice of these young men, can I?" Margaret III shrugged and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Or, Go and persuade the noble crown to stop this... senseless cannibalism?"

No one said anything.

Even the gods of the church looked away~www.ltnovel.com~ Suddenly, the ambassador of the United Kingdom of Nice and a few generals of the army jumped and screamed: "No , No, no, he went to the west...the lord of death, he went to the west...who can stop him? who?"

The people present were silent.

Des, the lord of billions of coffins and graves, is the legendary master of death.

Uh, if you want to fight against God, only God can do it.

But now the two gods who have just been promoted successfully, they are playing lively, want them to stop Des, how is it possible?

As for the others...

Margaret III stretched out her hands helplessly: "I'm still a little short of a safe promotion. I haven't been able to eliminate the hidden danger in my soul...unless you want another mad **** to be your opponent...otherwise ...Which one of you is confident, try it?"

The clergy of the church, including the pinnacle demigods from the City of Shay, all closed their mouths.

Seeing such a huge change happened to his colleagues, which clergyman would dare to try to be promoted?

And the other ones with demigod strength and extremely strong strength... They glanced at each other hesitantly, and then shook their heads.

They have no confidence to do it.

If they were confident, when Des returned to Medland just now, they followed Doren on the road to promotion.

No one came forward to stop Dess.

Des easily rushed to the edge of the mountain to the west.

He smiled weirdly, and lightly waved his right hand downwards, a large swath of gray air filled the lower line of defense, and hundreds of thousands of mercenary groups gathered by the United Kingdom of Nice fell to the ground and turned into skeletons.

Large swaths of blood burst into the sky, and continued to merge into Des's body.

On Des's torn cloak, each hole began to heal quickly.