Comprehensive: Problem Gods Come From Arcadia

Seeing the sudden appearance, Su Jin's pupils shrank slightly, but the whole person calmed down strangely.

At this time, Al Gore was arranging his hair, looking left and right in the mirror, and after confirming that the degree of curvature of the hair was satisfactory, he put his hands on his hips, looked at the mirror again and again, and turned his head again and again:

"Why, don't you talk?"

Only then did she notice Su Jin's appearance, raised her eyes slightly and said:

"It's not bad, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, Al-chan will give you a way to survive.

But she had the desire to play with her prey.

Few people challenge the game field that restrains her, and she is the only one here on weekdays.

Although it is not impossible to create a demon to relieve boredom, but the demons created by oneself can be entertained by real people.

Play around for a while, kill before it crashes, that's what Al Gore thinks now.

Pure cruelty like cats!

At this time, Su Jin, who was supposed to react, sat down straight, with his left leg bent and his right foot raised.

He looked at Al Gore in front of him, looked at her calmly and said:

"let's talk?"

Al Gore paused for a moment, tilted his head slightly, obviously very short, but gave a condescending sense of looking down:

"Did you not understand the situation?"

She looked down at Su Jin, with a lingering indifference in her golden pupils:

"Al-chan doesn't want to talk to the ugly ghost."

Words fell.

The surrounding floor tiles suddenly began to vibrate.

Starting from Al Gore as the center, the entire ground of the palace was endowed with the gift of demonization.

And among them, there is naturally Su Jin.

brush--!

Su Jin resorted to ringing again and again, quietly avoiding all the bestowals and the demonization bestowed by Al Gore.

After flashing for twenty seconds, he reappeared on the spot, stepped on the slate demon, sat down, bent his left leg, raised his right foot, and looked directly at Al Gore:

"first."

Su Jin said so, and then said calmly:

"let's talk?"

"Huh?"

"Hoo!!"

Al Gore's voice suddenly rose, and at this moment, she finally shifted her gaze from the mirror, looked at Su Jin and said:

"Spiritual status with a little realm, how dare to be rampant in front of me?"

"Little guy, didn't your elders tell you to respect those in high positions?"

Saying this, Al Gore locked his eyes on Su Jin.

At this time, she raised the corners of her mouth and said with a little daring to laugh:

"If you have the ability, take another look!"

At this moment, Al Gore's eyes were filled with darkness.

But it directly targeted Su Jin and launched the demonization endowment.

Perceiving this scene, Su Jin drew out the Zanpakuto immediately, and directly liberated Shijie:

“Land over in Vientiane, Bai Ye!!”

The moment the demonization was bestowed on Su Jin, his body suddenly transformed into a ghost under the influence of Bai Ye!

Zilazila!

Turning into a ghost and turning into a demon, the two used Su Jin's body as a battlefield to fight in the spirit grid.

At this moment, half of Su Jin's body turned into a ghost and half into a demon, and even at this moment, his human factors became blurred.

However, at this moment, the collapsed jade in Su Jin's soul flickered slightly.

In an instant, the demonization stopped, and the power from Zanpakuto gained the upper hand.

Soon, Su Jin turned into that silver-haired, black-horned, stern-faced Dongzhong posture again.

His body, which was deformed by demonization, folded back again, his left leg was bent, his right foot was erected, and he looked at Al Gore calmly and said:

"the second time."

Like an indifferent machine, Su Jin asked again:

"let's talk?"

This time, Al Gore raised his eyebrows, looked at Su Jin seriously and said:

"This posture, this breath... Are you the illegitimate son of Bai Yecha? Or are you subordinate to God?"

Su Jin had no intention of answering, but looked directly at Al Gore.

Seeing this, Algorton understood that Su Jin refused to answer all her questions before agreeing to 'negotiate'.

Realizing this, Al Gore laughed out of anger.

Is it because Al Gore can't hold the knife anymore, or is the Little Garden outside still floating like this?

How many five-figure figures dare to treat themselves like this?

Even if this five-digit ability is a bit strange, even if this five-digit is Bai Yecha's subordinate god.

But Al Gore was really a little angry this time.

"Al-chan is angry!"

"An impolite person like you should be turned into a stone by Al-chan and trampled under his feet!"

Accompanied by such words, Al Gore's dark eyes suddenly focused on Su Jin's face.

Medusa's Petrification——Activation!!

In an instant.

There was a sizzle.

It was Su Jin's face that immediately turned into cement, bright and gray.

This is the gift that endows all things with a petrified spirit, and it is also the reason why Al Gore was split into the "Medusa" godhead.

And at this moment, Su Jin liberated Beng Yu to the greatest extent.

At this moment, Su Jin's eyes seemed to have fallen into an abyss, becoming as black as ink, but his pupils were like gemstones, showing a blue-purple color.

The process of petrification gradually slowed down and faded under Al Gore's surprised eyes. In the end, her petrification ability seemed to be ineffective, and quickly faded until it disappeared.

"My petrification is actually controlled by others?"

Al Gore said in a surprised tone. Even if she was limited by her spiritual status, she didn't go all out.

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But the move of petrification just now, the four-digit figure is absolutely unable to resist.

Then why, Su Jin, a five-figure figure, can block her gift, and even take over her petrification?

Does this person have the gift of the highest four-digit level?

Al Gore looked at Su Jin in silence.

This time, she didn't have any disgust because of Su Jin's eyes.

Instead, she watched Su Jin quietly, and met his gaze.

After Shihua was controlled, Su Jin readjusted his posture and said calmly:

"the third time."

"let's talk?"

Hearing this sentence, Al Gore put away the mirror and finally officially confirmed the existence of Su Jin.

In any case, if he dared to bear her attack head-on, even if it was only a weakened attack, but Su Jin dared to bear it head-on, Al Gore was willing to give her approval instead of treating him like a pig.

"You want to talk to me about that?"

Seeing this, Su Jin didn't answer, but slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression was indifferent:

"free..."

Al Gore sneered directly, but he didn't believe that Su Jin could give her freedom at all.

"Or beauty."

Now, Al Gore raised his eyebrows, showing a look of interest.

As one of the oldest beauty gods, she has extremely strict requirements and yearning for her appearance!

At this time, when Su Jin mentioned this, she was suddenly very curious and said:

"Shall we talk about beauty?"

Su Jin glanced at her, nodded slightly and said:

"Good four!".