The Goddess of the Gods

Chapter 177 Sigh

In the silent deep pool, circles of ripples rippled towards the surroundings with the surge of energy.

The white moonlight fell on the exquisite and delicate bodies of the evil dragon girls, and there was a faint sense of holiness.

In the attic, Mo Xiaofeng quietly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, as deep as the night sky, inadvertently revealed a bit of indifference and loneliness, which stunned the surrounding beast women.

Before they could take a closer look, the young man returned to his usual calm appearance, and gently raised his right hand.

In the deep pool below, the vortex caused by the Magic Furnace of Creation slowly stopped at this moment.

A reborn evil dragon woman spread her wings and leaped out of the water nimbly.

Red, ice blue, and emerald clouds of smoke lingered on their slim and graceful bodies, obscuring their beautiful figures, but also adding a different sense of mystery.

The young man in the attic stood up, raised his penetrating eyes, and looked at them quietly.

At this moment, the evil dragon girls all lowered their heads obediently, and did not choose to look at him.

But in their jewel-like beautiful eyes, there are some fiery emotions brewing.

Those emotions, or longing, or admiration, or love...

They were all waiting for the young man to give orders, but the young man didn't make a sound, he just looked at them for a while, then turned and left the attic.

Behind him, several divine beast women followed one by one.

The last one to leave was Griffith who had awakened the blood of the evil dragon goddess.

She looked at the evil dragon girls below with those star-like eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Go back early to learn about the divine patterns. Tomorrow morning, I hope you can all light the divine fire."

"Yes!"

Headed by Berenice, the evil dragon girls agreed to come down.

Immediately afterwards, more than [-] evil dragon girls flew back to Yirentai, while Berenice and other frost dragons followed Griffith back to the hidden dragon pavilion.
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"What about those elves? Can they also ignite the divine fire?"

Just after returning to Yinlong Pavilion, Yun Qingxuan looked over curiously.

She knew that there was more than one evil dragon lake with mythical specialties in the territory, and the elves also had suitable specialties that could be used.

Now that the evil dragon girls have obtained the bloodlines to break through the road to conferring gods, wouldn't the elves also be able to do so?
There are only a few hundred evil dragons, but there are many elves. Mozhen has more than 1 spider elves alone. If they all ignite the divine fire, wouldn't they be invincible? !
"The elf's breakthrough is not that simple."

Mo Xiaofeng put away the windbreaker casually, and said leisurely: "The dragon race is a high-level race. Compared with most races, it will be easier for them to step into the road of conferring gods. Because their bodies and souls are strong enough, they can withstand it." The energy baptism of the evil dragon pool. The elves do not have such conditions."

Yun Qingxuan let out an oh, and asked very simply: "Then the elves are out of play?"

Mo Xiaofeng thought about his choice of words before saying, "Most of them fail to meet the requirements."

"for example?"

"For example, dragons, with the help of the magic furnace of good fortune, can fully absorb the energy of stepping on the road of conferring gods as long as their potential value reaches 160. And elves, it may be above [-], or even higher. Of course, if it is only to reach the fantasy A level bloodline is still very easy."

Mo Xiaofeng spoke very clearly, so Yun Qingxuan naturally wouldn't fail to understand.

Anyway, in general, among the more than 1 elves, not many can really step into the road of conferring gods.

It is unlikely that Mo Town will sweep the world with an army of mythical elves.

Yun Qingxuan pursed her lips with disgust in her eyes.

Mo Xiaofeng gave her a funny look, and said, "But among those elves, there are some pretty good ones."

Yun Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that someone said that it was very good, which probably meant that the potential value was very high.

"The only type of mythical bloodline is not eligible for any individual. It is not something that can be controlled by luck alone. It must also have the potential to be worthy of that bloodline. From the current point of view, at least more than one person is required. A potential value of one hundred and eight."

Little Red Bird understood Mo Xiaofeng's implication, and asked, "There are many elves who meet that requirement?"

Mo Xiaofeng hummed, confirming her guess.

Concubine Ouyang said thoughtfully at this time: "The blood of races like the dragon race is indeed strong, but there are not many races. On the contrary, races like humans, elves, and undead have a huge base, so There is a greater chance that some top individuals will be born."

Yun Qingxuan snorted softly, and said: "So what, as long as those guys are killed before they grow up, there is no point in being a genius. This is the sorrow of the weak race."

Ah yes yes yes.

Concubine Ouyang rolled her eyes angrily, ended the topic abruptly, turned her head to look at Griffith who was quietly at the side, and asked:
"Among the group of evil dragons just now, two of them also awakened the unique bloodline?"

Griffith nodded and said lightly: "Berenice has awakened the 'White Dragon Goddess', and Gwendolyn has awakened the 'Green Dragon Goddess'. After tonight, they will almost be able to ignite the divine fire."

Ah this...

Yun Qingxuan couldn't help looking into the distance with those glazed eyes.

If she remembered correctly, that Berenice seemed to be one of the ten maids of the Frost Demon Dragon in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

As for that Gwendolyn, she has never heard of it, but since it is a green dragon or something, it should be the mount of a girl in Yirentai...

Is the only bloodline so useless now? ——
Mo Xiaofeng didn't continue chatting with the beast women, but just sat in the living room for a while and then walked back to the bedroom.

What caught my eye was Bai Junwan wearing a black suspender nightdress under the light.

The woman was sitting on the bed, leaning against a pillow, holding a suspense novel in her hand, and when she saw Mo Xiaofeng entering the room, she put it aside, walked into the bathroom with her slender, white legs.

When the bathtub was filled with hot water, she poured the prepared bath liquid into it, and by coincidence, she took off the already thin nightdress the moment Mo Xiaofeng looked over.

After a while, the naked two walked into the bathtub, enjoying the rare tranquility.

"Don't be too tense."

In the bathroom with mild lighting, Bai Junwan's wine-red eyes were filled with a slight smile, and she gently wiped the young man's back with a towel.

"You can rest from tomorrow afternoon. Yingxue and the others can handle the matter of the territory with just their avatars."

Mo Xiaofeng did not refuse his wife's proposal, and he was also very aware of his own situation. Compared with ordinary people, he was more likely to be mentally exhausted.

After he has set the general direction, he should hand over to Yingxue and the others regarding the matter of the territory.

Bai Junwan pursed her lips slightly when she heard the words, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, obviously very satisfied with her husband's response.

The two of them just took a bath while chatting softly. In the warm water vapor and the faint fragrance, time passed by their fingertips.

At some point, a very artistic song sounded in the room.

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　"Sigh" is a song sung by Huang Ling/Tng Duy Tn, written by Dai Shiqi Tricy/Xia Fei, composed by PHONG MAX, and arranged by PHONG MAX.

　　
　
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