The power of Douluo's spell

After a few breaths, when everyone was obviously impatient, Xia Yu finally understood the current situation.

First of all, because of my one-two punch, I seemed to have accidentally touched some hidden rules of Douluo Continent. It's like a hidden Easter egg in a game.

And it seems that it is most likely the so-called divine test, otherwise such a spectacle would not have happened. Moreover, Xia Yu could not imagine that in addition to the divine test, there is anything else authorized by heaven in Douluo Continent. It's just a pity that the subject of the divine test was not him, but Feilin who was named after him.

Is this retribution for Axi's secondary disease?

But Xia Yu was finally sure that the god of this world must have the habit of voyeurism. And it's directed at myself. Yes, it must be good like this, and there is one more reason to kill the gods.

However, because of the divine light, it attracted the attention of these obviously powerful forces. Everyone present, except Flanders, was not an Eight-ringed Soul Douluo, and there were even a few titled Douluo.

And obviously none of these people knew that the object of the divine light was actually Feilin, not himself. After all, who would believe that a slave that could be thrown away would be the subject of the divine test? Besides, who would know what the divine test is with these people here? Chen Xin hasn't even reached Ninety-nine, how could he possibly know?

But since you don't know the divine test, that means the space you can control is much larger.

Well, but you still have to be careful. After all, they are people in high positions who play with people's hearts. Isn’t there a saying that goes like this: Those who play zz will have a dirty heart.

But I don’t actually need to be afraid. If I can’t fight, I’ll just die together. It’s not that I don’t have a trump card, even though the trump card costs hundreds of millions of points.

Well, that being the case.

Back off, I'm going to start pretending to be 13.

After Xia Yu calmed down, she said to Ning Fengzhi with an embarrassed look on her face: "Hey, Uncle Ning, why are you here and bringing so many people with you? I just did a small experiment. Why did you alarm so many people?"

But Ning Fengzhi smiled with a meaningless expression on his face: "Xiao Experimental Xiaoyu, you have to think clearly before answering, otherwise even Uncle Ning and I will not be able to stop some people from making small moves behind their backs."

As he spoke, his eyes inadvertently glanced at some people from the Elephant Armor Sect and the Archbishop.

However, Xia Yu was unmoved, and spread her hands and said: "Uncle Ning, you know me. Although I usually like to joke, talk big words, and like to play pranks, I am still an honest child. If you don't believe it, I can tell you again. Demonstrate."

"Oh, can you still reproduce that scene? If you can reproduce that divine light, we will admit that it was your little experiment. Otherwise, you'd better confess honestly." But Hu Yanzhen from the Xiangjia Sect , said before Ning Fengzhi spoke.

Xia Yu glanced at Hu Yanzhen, damn, it was this old guy who broke down his door. If possible, I really want to twist off his head and use it as a ball.

Xia Yu forced herself to calm down, smiled and said to everyone: "Of course, if you are willing."

"Then please, little friend." The one who spoke was the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace.

Xia Yu glanced at the so-called platinum bishop, then ignored him and turned to look at Emperor Xue Ye. The meaning was obvious.

Do you think that bird has your say?

Seeing this, Salas gritted his teeth secretly, damn kid, are you looking down on me?

When Emperor Xueye saw Xia Yu looking at him, he was slightly startled, and then laughed loudly: "Interesting brat, according to Sect Master Ning, you must be Qinghe's friend, Xia Yu."

Xia Yu bowed and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, I can be considered a friend of the eldest prince, if the eldest prince does not have a second friend named Xia Yu."

"The eldest prince hahahaha, it's really interesting, just like what Qinghe said. He is obviously the prince, but you call him the eldest prince, and you are such an interesting person. Well, no wonder Qinghe said that you are his only one A friend." Emperor Xue Ye hadn't been so happy for a long time. After he was happy, he looked at Xia Yu and said, "But one thing comes to another. I actually want to see what's going on with that light. Since Xiaoyu, you can re- , then I’ll look forward to it.”

Xia Yu said respectfully: "As you wish."

Then Xia Yu took out a compass with a look in her eyes.

Looking at the compass in his hand, Xia Yu sighed secretly, hoping it would be useful.

The Complete Collection of Forbidden Magic, Article 365: Summoning Divine Technique.

If I remember correctly, the effect of that one has a similar divine light effect. There may be some bad consequences, such as summoning something.

It might be a god, it might be a smelly sock, in short, anything is possible.

Materials required:

A drop of dragon's blood, just enough;

I don’t know if the feathers of an angel or the feathers of a swan are acceptable, but they all look the same.

The earth dragon's boogers are some weird stuff. Is it okay to use my own boogers?

There is just some water from the melted ice and snow on the top of the snow mountain.

What are those goblin fingers? Are ginseng roots okay?

What are these tribe leader's feathers?

After recalling a lot of materials, Xia Yu finally gathered what he needed, threw them into the prepared bowl, ground them into powder, sprinkled them on the compass, then faced due north, aligned the compass, and Place on the ground. Sit cross-legged in front of the compass. Whispering some incantations of unknown meaning.

Monsters and ghosts leave quickly,

Monsters and ghosts leave quickly,

Monsters and ghosts leave quickly,

Monsters and monsters, leave quickly

What Xia Yu didn't know was that while he was doing this series of things, the face of Salas, the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, kept changing.

It wasn't until he heard Xia Yu's murmur that Salas's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Xia Yu who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a somewhat bewildered expression. There are memories, pain, confusion, doubts, and relief in the end in his eyes.

No one noticed Salas's expression. Everyone was paying attention to Xia Yu's performance. Some people began to laugh secretly, as if they were waiting for his performance to fail. But these have nothing to do with Salas. Salas just looks indifferent now, as if he has returned to the way a bishop should be.

After about a few minutes, a gust of wind suddenly arose in the courtyard, and then another divine light fell from the sky and enveloped the compass.

After a while, the light dissipated, and there was a chicken on the compass.

At the same time, in an unrelated world, the blond protagonist looked at the pot with nothing in front of him and shouted sadly: "Where is my Sweet Flower Stuffed Chicken? Why did the Sweet Flower Stuffed Chicken I exchanged for ten meteorites disappear?" "

Back here, Xia Yu looked at the chicken in front of him in confusion, a chicken that had been cooked, and the chicken also exuded a burst of fragrance, stimulating Xia Yu's olfactory nerves.

Axi, I really summoned it, but why is it a chicken? And it’s a chicken that has been made into gourmet food.