Daomen Invasion

Duke Asra, in front of the two of them, even if he made things out of thin air, he actually made a god.

Although this deity has no personality, no priesthood, and its rank is too poor, but the essence of life is just a god. The two of them never thought that a **** could be so weak.

Xiahe took another badge and pressed it on Su Ye, then the badge was absorbed by Su Ye's body.

Then, Su Ye's momentum was rising, from the feeling of an ordinary person, until it reached the seventy level before stopping.

"Su Ye, this was left to you by the last goddess of doom, but she can't leave everything behind. If you want to reach the demigod state, you have to work hard to practice."

"Yes."

"Master Duke, is this a demonstration?" The goddess of wealth asked with a frown.

Xia He smiled and said: "Dear goddess, how can you think this way. I remember I promised you something, did you forget it?"

The goddess of wealth bit her lip, yes, at first, she asked Asra to save her life sometime in the future.

It was a whim, a divine instinct.

But seeing this scene today, the goddess of wealth was shocked.

"What are you talking about, Su Taizhen is gone, and there is another Su Ye, our three sisters, we still have to be together. How can the Lord Duke be a demonstration."

"Su Ye, go to your temple and do the last handover."

Su Ye saluted Xiahe, then nodded toward the other two goddesses and drifted away.

"Let me think about it ..." Xiahe sat down casually, took the bottle out and took a sip. The goddess of wealth was not angry, although the bottle looked familiar, like the one she was closest to.

"The goddess of wealth should not be the **** of this universe, otherwise, her strength can quickly grow to a terrible level, so that the gods of this world have to accept her existence instead of hiding in the ice maple continent. , Secret missionary. "

"You know ..." The goddess of wealth pursed her lips and found a place to sit down.

"What about me?" Zhu Ji asked, pointing at her own nose, close to Xiahe.

"You are a bad luck guy, wasting your power to improve your world level, and then it was secretly calculated?"

Zhu Ji discouraged and said: "It's what happened, I was really secretly calculated, otherwise it would not be so suffocating. But how do you know that I try to improve the world level?"

"Guess it?"

"Forget it." Zhu Ji was depressed and sat beside Xiahe.

"Because next, the strength of the two of you will not be faster than me, so everyone still has a cooperative relationship. Your main trouble is still the native gods of this world."

"When your level can suppress us, will we be like Su Ye?" Zhu Ji groaned.

Suddenly, she realized that she was not Asra's opponent, and Asra had shamelessly found several strong men to help, and she was naturally upset. But she was real and fake, and she wouldn't say anything directly if she thought about it.

"What can I do? If I grow up fast, I naturally hope you will help me. If I don't grow up enough, you won't be able to use me anymore. Will you still be my ally?"

The two goddesses are of course speechless, others are telling the truth.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. If one day, I will be regarded as the supreme god. You see, the power left by the goddess of doom, I gave it to Su Ye, and I don't control it. When I am a god, the most important what is it then?"

"eternal life."

"Freedom." Zhu Ji replied, still a bit slower than the goddess of wealth, and then very unconvincedly waiting for the projection of the goddess of wealth.

"How can there be absolute freedom, even if it is the goddess of wealth, escaped from the doom of the universe's death, and fled here, but still can't solve this problem?"

The goddess of wealth was silent, and Asla seemed to understand everything.

My own universe is dead, and I escaped, taking root in this universe. At the same time, I also understood that even if the laws under my control are powerful, it is impossible to live forever.

The last escape was luck, and all the savings were wasted, and everything must be repeated.

Next time, I am afraid that my own strength will face the demise of the universe before it grows to its original level.

Yes, in addition to strength and experience, you have to slowly restore the ability of being a god. This is too time-consuming. What I try to keep is the method of longevity.

Fear of death is your weakness.

"I am a person who is fair and will not destroy our covenant now. I will not stop you how you want to develop. But I can't say anything about the future, it is difficult to say. Now I have a request Help Su Ye and let her grow up. Your three goddesses still control the underground world. "

The goddess of wealth sneered and said, "That also requires you to have this strength."

"What do you say?" Xia He smiled and looked at Zhu Ji.

Zhu Ji moved her body away from Xiahe Road: "I am the body here, and it's a bit silly to do it right with you. The sister of the gold coin is different. It's just a projection. There's nothing to lose.

"Nothing is best."

Xiahe said, patting the goddess of wealth.

The goddess of wealth greeted him with a golden light. In addition to Zhu Ji, the others in the room simultaneously held their ears. Although this is just a funny action.

A thunder sound exploded, and the projection of the Goddess of Wealth was instantly burst into pieces.

"I agree with Su Ye."

The Goddess of Wealth only had time to say such a word, and it completely dispersed, a projection, which was instantly destroyed by Xiahe Palm Thunder.

"Oh, fortunately I didn't object at the beginning." Zhu Ji jumped up smilingly and ran out of the room.

Looking at her back, Anduzias laughed.

After all, it's a **** in distress. When you know it's necessary, you have to grieve yourself.

Xiahe slapped the goddess of wealth with his slap and used the power to make Zhu Ji no longer dare to be close to Xiahe. After she escaped, she rubbed her hands desperately.

How brave I am, how long I hold the bastard's hand. That hand could actually release the power of Thunder!

No matter how good your precautions are, come close to your life and you will die.

Xiahe looked at his hand and said, "Are you saying, is my persuasive ability strong?"

"Teacher, if I have your strength, I can persuade them." Smith said.

"That's fine, now it's all right, let's go back."

"It's all right? I thought the teacher asked me to come and do a big job." Smith said dissatisfiedly.

"If you don't come, the goddess of fortune will come, unite with Zhu Ji, me and Li and me and Andusias may not be able to get them."

"How can it be?"

"Where you are, the goddess of wealth will open your mouth to test. If you are not there, the pressure is not so great. Who knows how she will choose. She is not the **** of this universe, I cannot make any guesses, I can only use absolute power to maintain relationship."

Anducias smiled bitterly and maintained the relationship with absolute strength? It seems to be myself.

When he was caught by his master, he used absolute power to maintain his relationship with Xiahe.

But this wording sounds much better than being a slave.

The four people left the spider **** shrine, did not stay in the underground world at all, returned to the ground, and took the Fire Raven IV battleship, quietly returned to the Sun City.

The process was very short, and Xiahe hoped that he failed to attract the attention of any gods.

Although the world is still in turmoil, it is impossible for the temple to spare any attention.

After Xiahe left, Zhu Ji sat in the temple of the spider **** with a frowning face, sitting on the hall of the hall, the whole hall was not bright at all, black.

In the darkness, the believer knelt on the ground and shivered. The mood of the goddess today seems not very good.

Zhu Ji raised his hand and looked at the palm of his hand carefully, his own palm, cut gold and broken jade, can destroy most of the matter in this world. However, the Thunder released in Asla's hands could destroy himself.

This little **** was a liar and started to pretend to be so weak that he could pity him because of himself and gave him two forefoot.

However, fortunately, this guy is not so cold-blooded, he should remember the previous goodwill?

Damn, damn, although I have mastered so many laws, but my age is really very small. For a god, he just inherited his mother's things.

I am not good at conspiracy and tricks, I am not good at betrayal, and I am not good at being a teacher.

How do you help Su Ye?

Xiahe did not see that Zhu Ji's power was inherited from her mother, who was the true **** of that world. Zhu Ji is a fake, but the blood is too pure.

Of course, gods consume power and create such a pure bloodline, which is also very rare, and it is no wonder that Xiahe did not expect it.

Spirits are basically very selfish. When they do good deeds and meet the human code of conduct, they have to do so because of the limitations of the priesthood.

Suddenly, there was a wave of divine power outside the temple.

Zhu Ji jumped up and came out of the temple within the next second.

The goddess of wealth, wearing a golden robe, stood in the shadows and looked at Zhu Ji flying out of the temple.

"What are you doing!"

The feeling that Zhu Jimao was all blown up, looked at the goddess of wealth with a dangerous look.

"Just before, with just one word, Asra ruined my projection. You said, should it be counted on your head?"

"Huh, of course it has nothing to do with me. You want to test him."

"Don't you want to?"

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"Speaking like this, it doesn't look like a **** ..."

Zhu Ji's heart was tense, but his face was still terrible and honest: "How can you understand our spider god's thoughts when you break the priesthood."

"I came here to tell you that I will give up a hundred clerics to assist Su Ye, rectify the parish as soon as possible, and enhance her divine power. How many people are willing to give out is your business. Relationship is better than me? "

Zhu Ji is depressed, then he can't be less than one hundred people?

The problem is that there are not as many clerics as missionaries under their command. If you send out a hundred, it still has an impact on your own strength.

"Why can't I help her train the pastor?"

"Because, I don't have that time." The goddess of wealth smiled, her figure turned into a golden light, and dispersed, just like the projection that was just broken by Xiahe.

Zhu Ji was angry, but had no choice.