Chapter 962 Offending the Gods

The little tiger said seriously: "It's hard to say whether Qi Ling is there, but if it can drive away the Immortal Emperor Realm and the Immortal Venerable Realm Kunpeng, there should be an existence close to the gods here."

Xiao Jintan pondered and said: "If you regard the entire upper realm as a secret realm, then the gods in the rumors are also equivalent to the spirits of weapons. To a certain extent, gods are spirits of weapons, so you should think so."

An Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was nothing wrong with saying that, as if she was the god of the mustard space.

Little Jintan waved his little golden fan, and was about to continue his high-spirited speech.

But just as it opened its mouth, there was a sudden "boom", and a thunder sounded in the clear sky.

The thunder, impartial, did not hit Xiao Jintan's head, but An Qingli's head.

Poor An Qingli, a beautiful woman who was born in vain, was struck black by the sudden lightning strike.

An Qingli's lips twitched, and a puff of white smoke came out of her mouth. The Rejuvenation Art began to work, repairing her scorched head.

"Is... is this a big joke?" The little ones were dumbfounded, "Could it be that there is really a god, watching this movement all the time?"

Then, who is that god, and in what form does it exist here?

Xiao Jintan worriedly said "I'm sorry" to An Qingli, but he didn't expect that the gods here would be so stingy.

Unexpectedly, as soon as its thought flashed, An Qingli was struck by another lightning strike.

An Qingli didn't have time to resist, nor did she have time to say anything, she was knocked down in one fell swoop.

The whole person was stiff and fell to the ground, protected by the Jue of Rejuvenation, and there was no danger of his life for a while.

After entering the secret realm, she has never been through such a miserable experience. She never expected such an unexpected tragedy to come so unprepared.

Xiao Jintan hurried to An Qingli Divine Mansion to protect An Qingli's divine soul, not daring to think about other things at all.

In the territory completely controlled by others, you still have to be honest and responsible, and you can't even disrespect your thoughts.

There is indeed a god here, and it is an extremely powerful god.

Look at the weapon spirit in Xiantao Secret Realm, although it is powerful, you can see the thoughts in people's hearts there.

If one encounters an Immortal Monarch Realm or an Immortal Emperor Realm, it is possible to split that secret realm with a single sword.

An Qingli, who was paralyzed all over her body, did not move at all. At the same time as the rejuvenation formula was running, she also tempered her body with the help of those lightning bolts.

Half a quarter of an hour later, An Qingli finally regained his composure, and the small and large monsters all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where did you offend the gods?" Several big monsters were in awe.

To be personally punished by this god, is it an honor for their boss?
pleasure?

The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched fiercely, and she lay cross-legged on the ground, using her immortal energy to further repair her injury.

The scene just now looked like an unfilial son who was struck by lightning.

But she thinks she is worthy of her parents and master, and she is still a good filial child.

Why did Lei hit her instead of others that day, and it was Xiao Jintan who was disrespectful to the gods, not her, the contractor.

Could it be...

An Qingli suddenly thought of a large number of newly added fairy beasts and fairy plants in the mustard space.

Could it be that she took too much, so much that even the gods here can't see it? !
No way, in the middle and later stages, it was those monsters who offered to send them to the door, and she just took them away.

This god is open-minded, fair and just, so he won't be angry because of it, isn't he?
With a smile on the corner of An Qingli's mouth, he looked up into the sky.

High above the sky, a heavy muffled hum suddenly sounded.

The muffled hum was filled with extreme dissatisfaction, as if it came from the ancient prehistoric times, the souls of An Qingli and Xiao Jintan trembled at the same time.

"I... I understand." An Qingli felt chills all over her body, and with great kindness, she released a batch of newly harvested low-level monsters.

Probably counted, nearly [-].

These low-level monsters are not that important, and I don't know how vast the mustard space is.

As long as there are enough adult monsters left in the mustard space, a large number will be born in a few decades.

"Humph!"

There was another grunt of dissatisfaction, and a thunderbolt struck An Qingli a meter away.

"I understand again!"

The corners of An Qingli's eyes twitched, and with a thought, he released another [-] low-level monsters.

But it wasn't enough, another thunderbolt struck An Qingli half a meter in front of him.

"I understand!" An Qingli hurriedly raised her hand, and this time, 30 monsters were released directly.

But still not enough!
The white clouds in the sky suddenly condensed into big characters, and handed over half of the fairy crystals, half of the live fairy grass, and 30 monsters, and especially emphasized that the fairy grass and monsters that did not exist in this secret realm .

An Qingli got too many good things when he captured the thief cat's lair.

But now, the other party pointed out that taking things from the mustard space is also a disguised exchange of resources.

An Qingli reckoned, and Haotian Shishu was no match for this god, so she could only nod her head in agreement.

"Please accept it with a smile." An Qingli didn't hesitate, and gave something according to the other party's request.

The resources, as vast as the sea, disappeared without a trace as soon as they left the mustard space. They should have been scattered to various places in an instant by this god.

An Qingli owns too much, and she doesn't feel too distressed, she just looked at the sky here, and humbly asked for advice: "Dare to ask this god, is there any way to make my territory also produce the power of thunder and lightning? "

In her territory, there was no way to condense advanced Thunder Tribulation, An Qingli was fine, but the many monsters under her hands couldn't advance normally, which was a pity.

There was another "hum" in the sky.

Of course, only An Qingli and the others could hear this muffled snort, because this god had already set up an invisible barrier near An Qingli.

The white clouds in the sky suddenly changed shape again, condensing into a few large characters: Divide me in half of the ghost fire.

An Qingli raised her eyebrows.

The Nether Fire Seed was obtained by her hard work, if she distributed it, she would have to find the Nether Qi and spend time cultivating.

The practice time is not long, but the spirit of the nether world is hard to find.

"If I share your kindling, what can you give me?" An Qingli asked seriously.

The Haotian stone book flipped gently, and conveyed some news it knew to An Qingli.

It turns out that even the mighty and unparalleled gods also have rules that the gods need to abide by.

So this god, who could kill An Qingli in one fell swoop, was merciful twice.

Probably because An Qingli got too much, she was indeed hated too much.

The white clouds above the sky dissipated temporarily, and a black ball of charged light appeared above An Qingli's head.

The little tiger stared straight into the eyes, this is something more precious than the lightning stone before it!

The lightning stone before it can only store the power of lightning, but cannot generate it.

But the ball of lightning and light in front of him is a small ball, but it condenses the power of infinite lightning!

"This is?" An Qingli was also shocked.

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