most cosmic

Chapter 220 The Terran in the Eyes of the Gods
In the outside world, because of the news that Lan Tian appeared in the killing world, there was a big disturbance among the Celestial Race.

The top saint child-level human race!

It's nothing special to other races, but to the Celestials, it's a treasure!

No one knows why the gods and the human race look so similar, and no one knows what the human race means to the gods.

In fact, even the human race is wondering why the Celestial race is no different from the human race except for their natural pupils and golden blood!
Of course, "everything" here refers to looks alone.

The Celestials are the first race in the universe, and God seems to favor the Celestials. Every member of the Celestials has extraordinary talents, and special physiques emerge in endlessly. On average, one out of ten Celestials has a special physique. The talents of two holy children!

Although this ratio is not high, but if you consider the hundreds of millions of Celestials, you can imagine how many strong people there are!

Among the Celestial Clan, the talents of the ordinary Saint Child are mediocre, and only the top Saint Child can look at all directions, and the peerless genius who truly possesses the top Saint Child talent and special physique at the same time can be regarded as the most important of the Celestial Clan. Son of God!
Although the deities of the Desolate Clan, such as the Desolate Eighteenth God Son, are also called god sons, the gap between them and the god sons of the Celestial God Race is very huge, and they cannot even be compared at all.

"Haha, it's been less than ten years since the last time, yet another top saint son of the human race has appeared in the world of killing! Don't fight me this time!"

"Joke! Why should I give it to you?!"

"Hey, each depends on his ability!"

Among the Celestial Clan, the star domains who received the news were all overjoyed, and they came to the entrance of the killing world in the clan, showing excitement.

At the same time, there are also a small number of top galaxy-level hovering around, showing eagerness.

With the status of the Celestial Clan, and the creator of the Killing Realm is one of the Eight Gods of the Celestial Clan, it is only natural that the Killing Realm left an entrance in the Celestial Clan.

It is unimaginable that there are children who look like seven or eight years old among these gods, and the younger the children, the more attention they seem to receive.

At the entrance of the killing world of the Celestial Race, a little boy who looked like a jade carving pointed at the youth beside him unceremoniously, and said old-fashionedly: "Long Wu, how old are you? You are only 24 years old at the peak of the high-level star field. Want to go in again?"

"Well, the last time I entered the killing world, the human race I ate was the top-level genius talent, which caused my talent to not improve at all." The young man named Long Wu was a little surprised when he was called out in public, but after seeing the other party clearly, his face turned pale. A change, said cautiously.

"That's your bad luck, and you still want to grab our chance?" A little girl stood up, looked around, and said domineeringly, "It is said that there is only one human race this time, so, Everyone over the age of 16, stay away."

"In addition, those under the age of 16 who have not stepped into the star field level also get out together!"

As soon as the words came out, the faces of some people around suddenly became ugly, but this little girl seemed to have a very high status among the crowd. After she spoke, everyone showed dissatisfaction, but they didn't speak. Everything fell silent.

Except for the young man named Long Wu who was still a little hesitant, he hesitated and said: "Feng Tianling, I am already at the peak of the high star field level, this is my last chance."

"Get out." Seeing that he still dared to argue, the little girl named Feng Tianling's face turned cold, and she uttered a word. Immediately, a strange bird that was all turned into energy appeared out of thin air, screaming, and directly Attack the dragon dance.

Long Wu's face changed, and in a hurry, he only had time to raise a defensive shield, but it couldn't stop the energy bird's attack at all. He vomited blood and flew backwards. The golden blood shone with light, which looked very miraculous!
"If you don't get out, it's not as simple as spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood." Feng Tianling said indifferently without even looking at Long Wu who was flying upside down.

After Long Wu stood firm, she glanced at Feng Tianling with some fear, and didn't dare to say any more, gritted her teeth, and disappeared without a trace.

"An ordinary saint child in the district dares to provoke me, Feng Tianling, I don't know how high the sky is!" Feng Tianling sneered, and continued, "Those who should go, can go, don't let me make a move again."

As soon as the words fell, most of the crowd in the arena got rid of them at once, leaving only a dozen or so young boys and girls staying in place, unaffected by Feng Tianling's might in the slightest.

"We can go in now. I've been looking forward to the top saint child-level human race for a long time." Feng Tianling looked at the much empty surroundings and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, this is a top saint child-level human race. If we eat him, even if we are based on our talent, we can still improve slightly! If we are really eaten by you, sister Tianling, I am afraid that our clan will be better than him in terms of talent." You don't have many!" A young man about 15 years old approached Feng Tianling, with a flattering smile on his face, he said excitedly: "So, when sister Tianling reaches the universe level, we will I'm going to call you Goddess Tianling!"

No matter which intelligent race you are in, there is no shortage of characters who follow the trend, even the first race in the universe is no exception.

"Hehe, it is said that the meat of the human race is very delicious." Feng Tianling is not very old, only eight or nine years old, but when he said this, an extremely bloodthirsty expression appeared on his innocent and delicate face , coupled with the movement of her licking her lips, it is really chilling.

"I'm talking about Feng Tianling, do you think I, Longyin, don't exist? The top saint child-level human race, that is a peerless magic medicine to improve our talents!" On the other side, a young man suddenly sneered, "Don't act like it's you! None of us agreed with the appearance of the contents in the bag!"

Feng Tianling's face turned cold when he heard the words, but he didn't act directly like he did with Long Wu just now, a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, and didn't speak.

Although this person's talent is lower than hers, but his cultivation base is higher than hers, and he was able to faintly dominate him before. If that human race is hunted by him this time and his talent is improved, it will be a bit bad
After all, according to the rules of the Celestial Race, only the strongest of the same generation can win the title of Goddess.

Whether he can become a goddess depends on whether he can hunt down that human race!

……

Of course, Lan Tian didn't know the scene on the side of the Celestial Race. If he knew that he was being used as a magic medicine to improve his talent, I don't know how he would feel.
　Sorry, working overtime is a bit late, there will be Chapter 2 later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)