After chatting with Ning Wudao for a day and a night, the eighth-level soul engineer was willing to put Ning Wudao back.

Ning Wudao also looked helpless.

It never occurred to him that this guy turned his back on customers.

An epoch-making event that was originally quite serious, turned into two big men bragging all day and all night in the house...

Ning Wudao couldn't help sighing for a long time.

He has never boasted so much in his life...

Almost out of words...

Poor words are a trivial matter, but this is getting more and more exaggerated. Under Ning Wudao's popular science, the two fully expressed their views on the galaxy war, as well as the origin and evolution of the universe...

He was so embarrassed to continue talking...

And his goal today has naturally been achieved.

He doesn't have a big purpose, he just wants to customize a Gatling with a blue flame...

No problem!

With the level of an eighth-level soul engineer, it is easy to create.

Back at the mansion, before Ning Wudao could rest, there was a huge commotion on the sea.

Hundreds of meters of monstrous waves came over the surface, and countless reanimated beasts mixed in the waves, rushing towards the shore little by little.

......

early morning.

There is still some time until dawn.

The moon is still high in the sky.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the monstrous waves looked very scary.

Although it was still early, the fishermen along the coast had already got up from their beds and were sorting out the items needed for fishing on the shore.

Different from the official fishing giants, these fishermen can only operate small fishing boats jointly owned by several people, running around for a living, and these boats do not have the ability to spend the night at sea, they can only go out early and return late to increase some income .

When the huge waves hit, everyone just stayed where they were.

"This... this is the tide of sea soul beasts!"

Suddenly, someone yelled.

The boat on the entire pier suddenly seemed to explode, and countless fishermen who fled in all directions jumped out.

The fishermen fled in all directions, like ants on a hot pan.

However, in front of the monstrous waves, where else could they escape?

"Oh my god... What kind of evil did this do? Why did this group of beasts rush up..."

"Run, the wave of sea soul beasts is coming!"

There was a commotion on the pier, and the sound of panic and screaming was everywhere.

"Run? Where else can I run?" An old man muttered to himself looking at the monstrous waves.

He is old, the life of a commoner is like a beast, and death can no longer make any waves in front of him. Perhaps this is still a relief for him.

"It's over, it's over, I've lived and worked all my life..." the old man muttered to himself, with a relieved smile on his lips.

The waves were approaching, and the sound of the huge tide was getting louder in his ears, and he could already smell the sea.

However, the next moment, the space suddenly turned into silence.

The old man opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the monstrous huge wave stood on the sea level as if frozen, and a trident shining with blue light was suspended directly in front of the huge wave.

The originally rough sea calmed down because of this, and a figure stood upright on top of the waves at some point.

The old man rubbed his eyes, but the figure did not disappear.

He was not mistaken.

That is really a figure!

"This...could it be Lord God!? Lord God!" The old man burst into tears, and couldn't help shouting in that old voice.

And the figure turned back slowly, instead of looking at each other.

The old man couldn't help crying.

All his life, he just wanted to be respected...

"Respect" from the "strong".

At least let him know that he is still a person, not a mule driven by others...

The figure moved slightly, and the blue trident suddenly burst into a dazzling blue light.

The hundreds of meters of huge waves disappeared immediately, and the sea surface returned to calm.

The sky was still dark, and everyone didn't know what happened at sea, but they knew that their lives were saved!

After such a major event happened, everyone naturally lost the idea of ​​going out to sea again, but retreated on the land, repeating the terrifying scene just now in their minds.

Shivering.

At dawn, they realized how tragic it was.

The sea water had already turned blood red, and the corpses of countless sea soul beasts were floating on the surface of the sea.

Down to ten years, up to tens of thousands of years.

Seeing this scene, the crowd did not track down who rescued them, but kept looting the corpses of the soul beasts on the sea like lunatics.

Only one old man collapsed in a small fishing boat, holding a rectangular stone in his arms.

This is a gift from the gods.

He sensed the aura of the gods from above, just like last night.

The old man gritted his teeth secretly, and there was a strange vitality on his aging face.

He wants to pass on the belief of the gods!

......

Back in the room, Ning Wudao was checking today's harvest.

The god in the eyes of the old man is naturally him, and the stone is also left by him.

The scale of this beast tide is not too large, not even 10 year soul beasts have appeared.

He was a little worried that this small town would suffer catastrophe due to his own reasons, and he couldn't stay here for a long time.

He simply stored his coercion in a stone to frighten the soul beasts in the sea.

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This coercion can only be sensed by soul beasts over ten thousand years old, and it will not affect the local civilians.

Moreover, this stone still contains a little of his soul power, although it is not strong, but it is not too easy to kill a few Title Douluo or something.

It can be regarded as a little compensation for these fishermen, after all, he killed so many fish...

In this sea area, I am afraid it will take some time to recover.

However, he didn't know that this stone was taken away by an old man and enshrined in a temple.

With the spread of the old man, the embryonic form of a huge religion was gradually built.

Thousands of years later, people throughout the continent regarded that temple as a sacred place.

Because it enshrines the gods they believe in.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, huge waves higher than the sky almost swallowed the entire Sun Moon Continent.

At the critical juncture, a god descended suddenly, saved everyone in the world, and left behind a sacred stone to protect the mainland from being disturbed.

No one knows the name of that god, because after he saved all living beings, he disappeared without a trace.

The world calls it the God of Salvation...

......

In the room, Ning Wudao had a smile on his face.

Although this beast tide is a bit stretched, in general, the harvest is still good.

He absorbed three fairly good 9-year spirit rings, and also exploded a spirit bone.

Torso bones!

It also allows him to absorb most of the feedback that is his.

With the blessing of millions of years of cultivation on his body, the comfort is indescribable...

It's just that the result was a little unsatisfactory, it just raised his cultivation base to level 92.

Not too bad though.

He finally stepped into the ranks of Titled Douluo.

He clearly felt that he had become stronger.

Be strong!

Especially after absorbing the seventh soul ring, he has the skill of martial soul avatar.

His martial soul is not like other people's, which can turn the virtual soul into reality.

After casting Wuhunzhen, his Wuhun only solidified a little bit.

Really just a little bit.

The kind that you can't find without squinting your eyes.

However, it was just such a little bit of solidification that made his strength improve like heaven and earth.

The strength of the martial soul in the state of martial soul avatar has directly increased to several levels.

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