The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 778 Attacking the God Realm
The Ghost Emperor trembled all over, coughed a few times, seeing Xie Wanrong's complexion change extremely with his own eyes, he almost vented his anger.

Afraid that Xie Wanrong would leave, he immediately said: "Wanrong, don't worry! This time it's really for your own good!"

Xie Wanrong doesn't know.

Not always for her own good.

But the more he behaved like this, the more Xie Wanrong felt that he was useless and a burden.

What's more, the God Realm to deal with this time!

She said coldly: "You don't need to say more."

"It's really different this time! If you ascend to the God Realm, you are very likely to be invaded by the spirit of the God Realm, and you will immediately return to the position of God!" The Ghost Emperor said anxiously: "If you return to the position of God, do you think the God Realm will still be there?" let you go?"

The reason why the God Realm did not take action against Xie Wanrong for a long time.

It's because she is not considered a God Clan yet, but when she truly belongs to the God Clan, the meaning is quite different. She is a God Clan God, and the God Realm will never let her leave.

And what happened in the lower realm now is just Xie Wanrong's experience in the lower realm.

Xie Wanrong frowned invisibly: "Even so, I have to go! It is true that people from the God Realm can't kill Qi Jinghuan, but they also have the ability to suppress him in the Heavenly Palace!"

The ghost emperor kept silent.

Indeed, the God Realm is the head of the six realms. Even if the Demon King is immortal, the combined power of all the gods in the God Realm is enough to imprison him in the Tiangong Prison of Gods and Demons.

This is something the ghost emperor cannot deny.

In Xie Wanrong's spiritual consciousness, he clearly knew the power that the gods add together.

"If I can only fight against the God Realm with the power of returning to the god position, why not!" Xie Wanrong's almond eyes shone with a strong light, and his beautiful and delicate face showed a bit of contempt for the world.

The Ghost Emperor was so shocked by Xie Wanrong's momentum that he couldn't recover for a long time.

He no longer has any reason to stop Xie Wanrong, her divine power is comparable to that of the God Emperor, and perhaps even stronger than the God Emperor.

Xie Wanrong had already wasted time in the underworld, after returning to the Dragon Palace, she looked indifferent, and only ordered Jiaolong to let him stay in the Dragon Palace to recuperate, and then stepped out of the West Sea Dragon Palace.

She was standing on the golden shoal. It just so happened that the West Sea was not far from the entrance of the God Realm.

But she traveled day and night, but it still took two days to reach the entrance to the God Realm, Luoshen Peak.

Standing on the top of Luoshen Peak, the snow-capped mountain was cold and icy. She silently recited a formula in her heart, and a ladder made of clouds that went straight to the sky appeared in front of Xie Wanrong's eyes.

She flew up towards the entrance of the enchantment, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, a golden light flashed, and her whole body fell directly above the clouds.

Cloudy and misty.

The two pillars of the magnificent God Realm Tiangong stand on both sides.

Every place here is strangely familiar, she stood up with difficulty, it seemed that there was something in her body ready to move, wanting to burst out.

Behind the two pillars is a majestic arch bridge.

When she stepped across the arch bridge, she saw traces of fighting along the side.

But there are almost no people from the Demon Realm. It seems that this time, Qi Jinghuan did not bring all the generals of the Demon Realm with him when he boarded the God Realm.

Xie Wanrong's eyelids twitched, he hurriedly quickened his pace, and walked in again.

Those who fell around were all people from the God Realm.

An indescribable feeling in her heart.

Suddenly, a pair of hands supported her ankles, stopping Xie Wanrong's way.

"Pull gently..." A voice as thin as a gossamer came from the bottom of his feet.

Xie Wanrong lowered her eyes, and after the clouds cleared, she revealed a haggard and familiar face.

(End of this chapter)