Chapter 191: The Battle of the Gods

Qiao Jing followed in, and by the way, tied up her hair and tied it into two long ponytails like soft swords. In this way, the hair touches her waist from time to time, which will make Qiao Jing feel more at ease.

There was no water when the crack walked in, and some air filled the place, and it was a void space. This void seems to have countless stairs, and each layer of the huge staircase is incomparably vast, comparable to hundreds of battleship landing sites, there are countless lines on this staircase, or something of some kind of text, anyway, Qiao Jing can't understand it.

Qiao Jing and Ye Xianai were on one of the blue stairs.

A room made up of a network of blue energy lines, or something. There was no one in the whole square, and looking around the space, it was only dark and some white bright light.

Qiao Jing bowed her head. The ground seemed to be made of some kind of glass, and even Qiao Jing couldn't see it clearly. "What is this?"

I saw that about a hundred meters below the transparent ground, there was a blue formation, the structure of this formation was very similar to the formation on the bottom of the sea in the sky city, it was constructed with bronze script, but it was a relatively high-grade bronze script.

"Is there no reaction from the terminal?" Qiao Jing didn't take off the terminal, she used to "identify" herself on everything, but now she didn't react to this formation.

"Phew! Qiao Jing followed!" Ye Xianai spat a few mouthfuls of seawater. I was really suffocated in the sea just now, my throat was a little uncomfortable, and my mouth was still bitter.

"Oh! good!" Qiao Jing followed Ye Xianai while secretly observing the formation below. Since it is the formation of the bronze text, Qiao Jing can also steal the teacher.

"Do you remember who that ghost was just now?"

Ye Xianai asked, wringing out her wet hair, and then simply tied a big ponytail.

"Who?" Qiao Jing was so envious that she had such beautiful black hair, and Qiao Jing couldn't figure out the problem of Ye Xianai's head and tail. She formed a cup with ice in her hand, then condensed all the moisture in the air in the cup and handed it to Ye Xianai: "Water, Sister Xianai!"

"Thanks, of course, the white ghost!" Ye Xianai hurriedly took the glass of water, drank a few sips and rinsed her mouth in her mouth. After rinsing her mouth, she looked relaxed.

While Ye Xianai rinsed her mouth, Qiao Jing went through the pictures of the people she knew in her mind, but she still couldn't remember who this person was with a familiar white ghost.

She also understood that this person must be someone she knew and Ye Xianai also knew.

"Could it be someone from the school?" Qiao Jing asked. Because only the teacher in the school is the person who both people should know.

"Well, exactly, you don't even know the dean of the Heavenly Dao Prestige Academy!" Ye Xianai said.

"Huh. It turned out to be the dean, I hadn't met a few times......" Qiao Jing smiled awkwardly. This big man Qiao Jing didn't have the opportunity to see it in person, but only saw it in the school's celebrity paintings and some classes related to it, no wonder some people are familiar but can't remember, after all, there are still some differences between the paintings and the real people.

"Ahh

Qiao Jing was so surprised, but Ye Xianai didn't look the slightest surprised.

"It's here!" Standing in front of a golden metal door entangled in blue lines, Ye Xianai said: "This kind of thing is also troublesome, you can see this ghost as an incarnation of the current dean......

"Is the dean's ghost? So this volcano is really the dean's Fuhua?" Qiao Jing was surprised, this dean was no stronger than Zhao Qian's king.

"Well, almost! The Altar of Adoron gets something strange every time! Ye Xianai pointed to the formation that Qiao Jing had secretly seen just now, "This is the Altar of Adoron, usually we call it the Lottery Altar! My 'Bandai' and Xi Buyi's hole sets were all drawn here, and he seems to have drawn 'Qianqiu' recently!"

"That's amazing!" Qiao Jing was envious, and she didn't know what conditions this altar needed to draw a lottery.

"Lord Dean also drew a certain weapon...... "Without much explanation, maybe she didn't know much about it herself, Ye Xianai pushed open the golden door, and inside was the cockpit of an aircraft.

It's about 100 square meters, and it's a little spacious for two people.

"This is the cockpit of the aircraft?" Qiao Jing asked cautiously.

"Yes!" Ye Xianai affirmed Qiao Jing's inference, "Come in, Xiao Jing, you can help me charge my energy ......" Ye Xianai skillfully turned on the energy switch of the aircraft and pulled up the two grips.

This Qiao Jing is no stranger to charging, but it is the first time to charge a small thing like a flying machine. She walked over and sat down, pulled two grips, one in each hand, and then filled the energy inside, and the seven-petal flower on her chest was also revealed.

"Don't worry about getting blown up!" Ye Xianai turned her head sideways and smiled at Qiao Jing, her teeth white.

Qiao Jing was suspicious and transmitted the energy to the maximum, but her spirit still carefully observed the energy, sure enough, this grip was extremely pressure-resistant, and her maximum power delivery energy would not be hot, Qiao Jing was too worried, this grip was obviously comparable to the charging device on an ordinary warship.

The energy rose one by one, and the petals on Qiao Jing's chest faded and replenished his body, and the energy storage capacity of this flying machine was comparable to that of a warship.

"Drop!"

A line of text is displayed on the screen, the main brain: Destination, the imperial capital of the Sijiya Empire in Jinghai Sky City......

Ye Xianai is very capable of operating the flying machine, without the slightest rustiness, Qiao Jing can see that she has not operated this kind of flying machine.

"Yo, where are you going?" asked a plush head the size of a basin.

"Go to the ground and take care of some little things!" Ye Xianai said with a smile, while putting on the fingerless gloves, she skillfully checked whether the various instruments of the aircraft were working properly.

A Xiumei long sword full of technology silver and iron was thrown over, and was held by Ye Xianai, this sword Qiao Jing liked it at first sight.

The big head said, "This weapon is for you to use, you can see the advantages and disadvantages!

"Next time, this time is important, can you ask Gan Xiaoxiong to help you test it?" Ye Xianai said, handing the long sword to Qiao Jing.

This long sword was cold in her hand, and Qiao Jing felt the joy of the ice energy in her body, although she liked it more, her face was still silent, and she handed it to the door.

The big head took back the sword and said, "It's okay, that guy doesn't know where he's been lately!

"No problem!" Ye Xianai watched the big head leave.

Qiao Jing closed the door.

……

Thousands of kilometers away from the imperial capital of the Sijiya Empire, Ben Zhuyun walked step by step. The people around him didn't seem to see a maverick like him, and automatically avoided him, he was like a ghost wandering in the world, silently and so close to you, even if he walked beside you, you couldn't detect it.

"There was a faint breath peeping just now!" The Martial Saint's Heroic Spirit said. "The spirit is weak here!"

“…… It's coming!" Ben Zhuyun opened his mouth, his eyes condensed with light and looked not far away.

"It's getting closer and closer to the saint......," the martial saint sighed as he touched his long beard. It's a pity that I'm leaving this world faster and faster......

Boom! The eyes of the mecha in front lit up, pushed away the stone that was pressed on the body, and flew into the air amid the exclamations of the people. In the square, more than a dozen mechs flew up at the same time.

"It's flying!"

"Is this a spell?"

"Long live Master Mage!" Master Mage!"

Even the mecha that the old mage was still working on flew up, carrying the magic pattern that the old mage had written.

"Master Mage!" The generals beside the old mage thought that the mecha that flew into the sky was his masterpiece.

"Boom!" But the old mage's white beard floated up, and the mecha that had just lifted off exploded.

The flames roared, and those who were close enough were shattered with their eardrums shattered, bleeding from their mouths and noses. The men were so stunned that they stood there dumbfounded.

"It didn't work!" The old mage was sure that those magic patterns just now had done no harm to the monster. He raised his staff, and the flames of the explosion faded away, and several bombs with white exhaust gases whizzed.

"Stars...... Shield!" The old mage raised his staff, and the spell summoned a large transparent shield, and the people below, their bodies were not much harder than watermelons......

"Huh, untouchables, all untouchables!" The classmate in the mecha in the sky said this, a trace of cruelty flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he pulled out the extremely energy-consuming lightsaber behind the mecha, like a shark swooping towards the ground, and the target was actually the most dense ring of the people.

"Enemy attack!" The conscientious soldiers on the city wall finally discovered the situation, and with a loud roar, a strong man guarding the side of the drum immediately picked up a huge hammer and hammered the big drum.

Knock! Knock!

The drums of the night are vibrating.

Outside, there was the sound of an old horn in the barracks.

Ben Zhuyun opened his mouth, the knife in his hand spun in a circle, and the person bent forward. Of course, he won't be on it at this point, and he'll help them block some damage now...... The most important thing is to make these people remember what they look like......

This is the god that is worshipped.

……

On the high platform in front of the palace square, the king, the princess and the second highness stand here. Tens of thousands of soldiers have long been guarding here, all holding unlit torches in their hands, and the spears in the hands of these people are made of fine iron.

The king standing on the stage saw the invincibility of the mecha, and also saw that Ben Zhun Yun and the old mage still had the power to fight against the mecha.

Wang: "That's your solution?"

Second Highness: "That's it, just accompany this adult to play a play, and I will be on the throne, big brother......"

"A drama that destroys the king of a country!" The princess Zeng Lulu added in her heart.

Wang: "That's it!"

His Royal Highness was stunned: "Did you accept your fate like this?"

Wang: "Well, that's what you think! After today, you will be the king of Sijiya, and you will ...... I'll disappear into the king's forest!"

"Yes, yes!haha!" Second Highness smiled, "somewhat unwilling?"

"No, actually...... I didn't want to be this king in the first place, second brother, you are more suitable than me......" Wang said. "What is his request?"

"He's going to be a god! It's a bargain!" The Second Highness said, "I have also arranged for people, as long as he can help me block the people in the sky, he is the god of our country!"