Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

???

Lin Xuan now seriously doubts that he was cast

"Come on, go to sleep!"

Su Ling lifted the quilt, patted the place beside her, and signaled Lin Xuan to lie here, with a chuckle from the corner of her mouth like a haunted demon

"The night is long, but a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold~"

……

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Chapter 650 Isn't the Fourth Quite Good?

With the end of the first phase of the Fusang Division of the Extraordinary Star Generation Competition, the judges finally had a chance to fish for a while.

Beyond the sky of Yayoi Kingdom, in the sea of ​​the abyss outside the territory, the phantom of a huge flying bird hangs high as a flying boat.

"Although, it's too ridiculous to perform on stage with an ordinary person."

On the back of the phantom, a giant man over three meters tall sat cross-legged next to a pile of empty cans, opened a can of beer with a snap, and drank it with his head held high. Playing it back, I wiped my mouth: "It feels like a cartoon."

In the silence, the lord of the Immortal Alliance slowly put down the index finger that had been raised for a long time, looking at the dreamlike scene, he couldn't help laughing softly.

"Isn't that good?" the woman sitting in front of the red coffin asked happily.

"That's good, but I really don't understand it."

Xuanwu of Four Elephants shook his head, confused

"Let's not talk about why He came to Yamato, but such behavior is really... confusing"

It's so confusing, okay?

Xuanwu thought that if he blew up the water spring in other people's hometown, even if he didn't find a place to nestle and fill himself with buffs, he would honestly not go out. As a result, this person went to perform in other countries directly.

Yes, a suspected real god-level existence, walking in hell on earth, not only wandering around, but also performing on stage with mortals? ?

Even as a cultivator, Xuanwu once again felt the magic of this world.

Before that, he had seen his information countless times in past Shadow Guard reports and WHO information.

Lingyun Shangxian

This is the name by which he was first known.

The mysterious lord of the florist, suspected of supreme divinity

This is the codename in the O5 and Occult Coalition records, and the legend that first circulated in the paranormal.

But with the deepening of understanding, now almost the entire Chinese high-level people know about His existence, and the existence of this person who doesn't know whether to call it the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, the flower shop owner, or the "enthusiastic citizen", including various A few forces have also vaguely noticed him.

Ordinary music contains the truth of the great way, and Sinnoh is extraordinary.

It can be called a god-like alchemy technique, using an ordinary oven as a furnace, to practice the elixir that even Kunlun was shaken by, and even became the crucial key to break through the bottleneck in the alchemy world.

He is suspected to have several unknown powers of fate, dreams and space. The seemingly inadvertent reminder in the event of the kingdom of heaven has directly reversed the situation of the battle. Whether it is the ancients of the kingdom of night, the change of the royal family, the preparation of the Black Dragon King across centuries, Or the revival of Zhutian Baojian...

All seemingly unrelated events revolve around a main axis that runs through fate, and are connected together by coincidences one by one, just like adding your own signature at the end of the work, taking the fall of the purgatory master as the ink, At the end, the handwriting ends...

It is shrouded in a veil of mystery and incomprehensibility that makes countless people dread.

And just when you think this world is magical enough, there will always be someone who will jump out and give you a blow, such as the lord of the Immortal Alliance, the guardian of the Chinese border, the original legendary investigator of the Infinite Dream... the first person who came back... One thing, it turned out to be going to jail? ?

When Xuanwu saw the other party at the local consulate in Fusang, his eyes almost fell out.

Well, to be precise, I traveled around happily for several months, and I was very active in fishing. Then I went to Yamato and was arrested by the WPO as a suspicious person because I didn’t have a passport. Finally, I remembered that I was still the leader of the Immortal League this time. thing……

If the news is correct, it seems that during this period, he watched the crowning ceremony of the son of Huaxia online, rewarded a star warship, and went to the Western Continent, Antarctica, Australia...

The lord of Xianmeng looked at him with pity for a long time, and sighed helplessly.

"Finally, I know why you are not married yet. You are as serious as that guy Ye Lingchen, but you have no relationship."

???

Xuanwu was stunned for a long time, and countless question marks popped up on his head: "I'm not married and can't find a girlfriend. Why don't you just look down on people?"

However, the woman in front of the red coffin didn't pay attention to the complaints of one of the four saints in front of her, just flipped through the news on Xianri Toutiao

"Oh? Did Qilin let the Black Dragon King come to fight? It doesn't seem like something his personality would do..."

"I said, lord, do we have more important things to talk about now?"

Xuanwu coughed twice, put down the empty beer bottle, and said seriously.

It is completely opposite to the serious style of the Lord of Kunlun. Even if he is also a strong man who makes people talk about it, the "immortal of all spirits" who is feared by countless beings outside the territory, but this style is really a headache.

You never know when and where she will go. In various senses, in terms of outrageousness, she is definitely not far behind the Human Emperor.

Regardless of Xuanwu who was still trying to bring back the topic, the Lord of the Immortal Alliance suddenly asked

"Xuan Ming, what do you think if "The Country of Mist" is a story of a brave man and a dragon?"

Before Xuanwu could respond, the woman had already answered.

"According to the Western saying, this type of story is generally a story of sword and magic, games and youth hormones, a story of joy and hatred in the illusion world, but have you ever thought about the story that begins from the end?"

"From the end?"

Xuanwu was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

"The statue built by brave men 50 years ago was rusted and mottled but no one repaired it. The old woman was looking for a flower that had been lost. Even she herself no longer believed in the existence of flowers, but she had to convince herself to accept it. After the mine was freed from the infestation of monsters, it became an important place for capital extraction, and adventurers who are not familiar with the past history are willing to do their best to preserve the beauty of the mountain..."

Telling what she saw and heard in the past, the woman sitting in front of the red coffin looked at the indifferent man with black hair and red eyes in the newspaper, and smiled softly.

"The god who masters death will not die, so there is no chance of old age. Many people will think so."

"Black Dragon King Nigelhold, he has lived for thousands of years and has witnessed the beginning and end of the era. He is a born god. He knows all the time and space that can be described by the greatest pattern. In his opinion, short-lived human beings are a thing of the past. In the blink of an eye, you are going from a baby to an adult, and in the blink of an eye again, an adult is on your way to destiny, and life and death are astonishingly fast.”

"Longevity brings him power, but his journey is not to exercise power, but to feel power. How can the common people who used to live only under the protection of gods continue to live and continue to the end of life..."

"This, perhaps, is the tenderness of the owner of the flower shop."

"Are you gentle..."

I never thought that someone would give him such an evaluation. Even Xuanwu fell silent at this moment, unable to refute it for a while.

And as the Seal of Hundred Ghosts in the Yayoi Kingdom was temporarily calmed down by alchemy and alchemy, the ancient kingdom that rose from hell trembled slightly, and the second stage of the competition was about to begin

The woman had a clear understanding of this: "A mutilated sun witch and a stillborn child, put together is nothing but a deformed suture monster, which is far from the ability to act on behalf of Tianwei at the fifth level.

But no matter what, the child from the Su family has worked hard, his name is Su Ling, and Lilith, the two stinging apes, is as good as ever in wielding a hoe..."

She paused, and suddenly said:

"It's almost time, right?"

In the sky, at the end of the endless sea, in the darkness of lightning and thunder, a humid monsoon blows.

Heavy rain is coming.

……

｜дo?)!!

Chapter 650 The Deed of God

Two 10 minutes ago.

Fusang, within the border of the Yellow Spring.

Outside the Senleng Hall guarded by countless manzhushahua, under the brilliant afternoon sun, the sea rolled onto the golden sandy beach.

Outside the bar, there was a faint sound of laughter and laughter from the girls on the beach in the distance. People came and went, and it was lively.But the seemingly shabby bar was silent.

It was so silent that even the dust dancing in the setting sun in the afternoon seemed to have a sound.

"It's a good sun, isn't it, guest."

Amidst the creaking sound of the wooden floor, the burly boss with a beach hat came back with a fishing rod, threw the fish basket aside, and looked up at the shadow in the corner.

In the shadows, the left minister from an ancient alchemy family stood respectfully, bowing his head and waiting.

"What to drink?" The boss glanced at him, rolled up the colorful sleeves of his shirt, showing his furry arms, hung his hat on the hanger, and walked to the bar.

Minister Zuo thought for a while, "Plain water is enough."

"That kind of thing, we don't sell it here."

The boss sneered, shook his head and bit open the bottle of whisky. After he chopped a whole piece of ice from the refrigerator and threw it into a glass as big as his head, he filled the glass.

Bang!

The wine glass stomped in front of Minister Zuo,

"Please, whiskey for pure men, especially for Fusang sissies."

Minister Zuo's expression twitched, and he looked down at the whisky whose alcohol content was obviously exceeding the standard. He didn't know if he should drink it. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed: "I am here with His Majesty's will."

"That's none of my business."

After the boss poured himself a glass, he raised his head and swallowed half of it, then sat in front of the piano, casually lifted the lid of the piano, and casually played the keys on it.

It's like having fun.

It was not until Minister Zuo had a bitter look on his face, picked up the wine glass, and drank the whole bottle of spirits.

Curly blue smoke rose, blurring his face.

"Now is not the time, boy."

he laughed

"Before it's time to go to war, you must learn to wait patiently and compromise. You always break the cans with others because of things about bottles and cans. Why don't you cherish your own life? Is it a common problem, or is it just Fusang people?"

Following his hoarse words, iron-like majesty emerged from his blue eyes, and the terrifying power that stood tall and at the peak of the world rose from this slightly old man, covering everything and tyrannically threatening him. pressure.

That voice paused word by word, like a hammer on Zuo Minister's soul, trying to turn his words into nails and wedge them into his brain

"Since life is precious, it should be given an equal value - but here, it is too cheap.

If you don't cherish your own life, then others won't cherish you.If you don't cherish other people's lives, then others will treat you as ants.

Isn't this the most obvious truth in the world? "

Minister Zuo's face was pale, and in front of this man, he no longer had the handsomeness of the past.

He could only muster up his courage: "At least, please take back Yayoi, Your Majesty can..."

"Why?"

King Bai asked, "Is it just for a few sage stones that support the so-called heroic spirits? Or for the empty shell of the kingdom of heaven? The so-called horn of doom? It's too cheap, boy, you really have to listen to my words ?"

The voice was low, like thunder blasting from Minister Zuo's ears, brutally tearing his eardrums, causing him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Thick blood flowed from the ear.

He wanted to open his mouth and pray, but under His gaze, he could no longer make any sound.

For the Fusang people, it was Onigongfang who had awakened from the last era, one of the real rulers of Yamato today, and just one person was enough to bloodwash the Transcendents of the entire Tianjin faction, making the islands succumb to fear and offer their 'white' The leader of terror with the title of King'.

But for more people, it was the god of Heliopolis thousands of years ago, the ever-victorious knight under the command of the Feathered Serpent God, the only one in the history of Western Continent mythology who was awarded the position of five star crowns The presence!

Even in the era when the gods walked the earth, the gods who once held the kingship, the tyrant who still retreated in front of the mythical god after failing to fight for the master of the mechanical sublimation system under conspiracy.

Right outside the door, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"God's Wedge."

Words from the emperor sounded from outside the door, and an old figure pushed the door open and walked in. The sun shining behind him hid his face in the shadows.

"In addition to the fragments of the sun shaman, there is a wedge of God under the Yayoi Kingdom, which is the legacy left by the Pope of the previous era-isn't this enough as a reward for the gods?"

When his words sounded, even Bai Wang fell silent.

Not only the sudden arrival of the emperor, but also the few words that came out of his mouth.

Wedge of God.

The last miracle left by the gods in the world is also a clear proof that they once survived. No, it should be said that it is the only authority left by the former gods when they ushered in death.

Miracles of miracles, strength of strength.