At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

Next, Zhao Feiyu saw a myriad of lights shooting out from the pure white stone pillar that seemed to be towering into the sky.

Like the brightest star in the sky.

The sacred brilliance condenses like viscous lake water, flowing and spreading down the surface of the uneven stone pillar, submerging the large area under the feet.

In the rays of light, a vague will descended, looking down and projecting his stalwart gaze:

"Ok!"

Although it was not the first time he heard God's words, Zhao Feiyu still felt his soul shaking.

His voice was not full of emotion, it was like the breeze blowing in the mountains, the stream flowing in the river, or just cold and dark rocks.

Doesn't exist yet seems to be everywhere, like...

Cold objective rules!

Zhao Feiyu was startled suddenly, but he didn't show it.

The mighty giant tiger on the top of the stone pillar seemed to be roaring up to the sky, and the bursts of sound waves stirred up the viscous light like liquid, forming a small door-like thing beside Zhao Feiyu.

It wasn't until the white brilliance receded that Zhao Feiyu was finally sure that it was a door.

A bronze-colored quaint gate, with incomprehensible twisted lines outlined on it, even made Zhao Feiyu dare not pay more attention, otherwise he might be deeply trapped in it.

"Come in!" As the oracle descended again, the bronze door created out of thin air slowly opened, and there was a brighter and brighter light inside.

Zhao Feiyu hesitated for a moment, then stepped into it.

The surrounding space instantly moved away from him, and this short step in the bronze door seemed to span endless time and space.

"What...is this place?" What caught my eye was a dim place, even with Zhao Feiyu's eyesight, he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly.

This made him a little at a loss.

Shouldn't the realm of God be holy?I have already got the answer just now, how did it become such a dim environment...

No, it's not that the environment here is dark, but... my cultivation has been deprived!

So much so that it can't even catch the stray light, and can't see the surrounding things clearly.

This sudden change made Zhao Feiyu's heart skip a beat.

He has faced countless dangerous situations, and even relied on that shit-like luck to escape several times.

But there has never been such a panic like now.

Because no matter what kind of danger he encountered in the past, he had a strong cultivation base, a powerful force that he could trust and rely on.

But now, his greatest strength is gone.

Zhao Feiyu sensed it, and even his connection with the main god space was cut off.

Now he can be said to be powerless!

"Respected God of the White Tiger, I think you will definitely not harm me, right?" Zhao Feiyu forced himself to stabilize his mind so that he would not show a look of panic, but he still clenched his hands involuntarily.

Although he is the de facto savior of the White Tiger Star Region, the one who has the initiative now is this god who has never had an intersection.

For this level of life, Zhao Feiyu can be said to be ignorant.

And it is still such an ancient existence.

Who can fathom the true intentions of such a god?

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Putting oneself in such a dangerous situation, regardless of whether the other party is malicious or not, is an unwise, even stupid choice.

The dim vision didn't last long, and a bright light suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Feiyu's eyes, illuminating the environment around him.

It is a damp cave.

He could feel the slightly humid air around him, and the crisp ding-dong sound of water droplets condensed from the stalactites behind him falling into the pond.

You can faintly hear the flowing of dark mountain streams and underground water.

And this is obviously not in the Gang.

But all of this is not important to Zhao Feiyu, as long as he can be sure that this ancient god has no obvious hostility towards him.

"Are you going to let him walk out of here?" Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, and decided to follow the wishes of the God of the White Tiger.

After all, this place is their territory.

Groping the wet stone wall, Zhao Feiyu slowly walked towards the light, which was the exit.

The moment he stepped out of the cave, the dazzling sunlight entered Zhao Feiyu's eyes, and he had to close his eyes to adapt to the dazzling light.

As his eyes refocused, Zhao Feiyu froze.

This place is not the celestial atmosphere he imagined, and of course it is not the legendary place of purgatory.

He was standing on the top of the highest mountain, and when he lowered his head slightly, he saw the vast forest that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The emerald green ocean fluctuates in the breeze, and the morning dew in the forest is like crystal gems under the sunlight.

The white birds hovered among Lin Tao like dexterous elves.

Zhao Feiyu felt it carefully, and could hear the wonderful breath of countless creatures in the forest.

Everything that exists in the outside world is here, except no one!

"It's beautiful!" Zhao Feiyu was silent for a long time before speaking.

At this time, the middle-aged man in white judgment had stood beside him at some point, his pure white pupils showed no emotion, but he could still feel that he was enjoying all of this: "This It's the most beautiful view in the world, isn't it?"

Zhao Feiyu looked sideways at him, knowing that this is the legendary body of the ten souls of the god of the white tiger, and also his original appearance.

Although it was not the first time we met, Zhao Feiyu was still a little surprised.

In the myths spread in the White Tiger Starfield, the Ten Souls are the well-deserved gods of war, fighting countless battles with an amber sharp gun, creating countless miraculous battles.

As a result, the portraits of the ten souls that have been circulated among the people are all dressed in mighty armor, holding an amber sharpshooter, with wide open eyes and a domineering breeze.

But now the real ten souls are standing beside Zhao Feiyu, which makes him feel a bit like the priest in the church in the western mythology of his previous life.

Although the iron-blooded will to kill can still be seen in the eyebrows and eyes, there is still a sense of righteousness in it.

This made Zhao Feiyu a little puzzled. After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Feiyu said: "It turns out that the gods are like this!"

And Shipo's surprise to Zhao Feiyu was obviously not too abrupt, instead he smiled slightly: "The gods have all kinds of changes, you think he is like that, maybe he is not like that, but just the opposite; It is like this, but after a while you will find that the god has changed back to that."

Such a tongue-twister was spoken with a bit of a wicked sense of humor in it, and Zhao Feiyu obviously understood it, and after pondering for a while, he smiled dumbly: "That's a good sentence, I like it very much!"

After speaking, he paused, and still shook his head slightly: "However, the god is still different from what I imagined."