Ever since she came to this world half a year ago under the control of an unknown being, she felt that all the power in her body had been continuously extracted and nurtured to give birth to an inexplicable existence.

She was wrong from the beginning, this mysterious existence was not to take her away at all, but from the beginning she was the furnace of this mysterious existence, and even Chen Sansheng was the furnace of this mysterious existence!

It's just because Chen Sansheng was accidentally devoured by another terrifying existence, and she also discovered the clue. So the existence behind her was in a hurry and came early.

Rong Xian Wang couldn't control her body, staring blankly at the dome of the cave, she couldn't even close her eyes.

She just lay quietly on the cold stone floor, reminiscing about the past.

Some time ago, the schedule was inexplicably seriously ill, and it took three months to recuperate before he could barely get off the ground.

This made many Great Xia courtiers wonder if King Rong Xian had secretly done something at that time.

After Cheng Yanjin's illness recovered, the whole person lost a lot of weight, and the face of the Chinese character became a melon seed face.

But the appearance has become higher because of the blessing in disguise.

"The fall of the host's heroes and the two immortal kings contains a causal relationship, and the host's quest completion accumulation is 2/3. ”

Almost at the same moment that the prompt sounded, the Rong Immortal King lying on the ground in the small world also completely lost her breath of life, and her high bulging abdomen sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The inexplicable aura spread in all directions around the center of the cave, and the small world suddenly manifested a vision, and countless trees waved like swollen giants.

One by one, the big trees were uprooted, the branches flew wildly, and then the skin of the trees had a nodule condensed, and then a crack suddenly opened in the center of the nodules, turning into dark eyes.

The thick roots turn into legs and feet, like the tentacles of an octopus crawling on the ground. Countless trees that were originally just ordinary were infected by the breath and evolved into hideous dryads.

The dryad was instinctively driven to move in the direction of the cave, and then annihilated in the process of moving, revealing large scorched marks on the surface of its body with each movement, and finally like charred coal, the crimson fire burst out of the burned body, sparks splashed everywhere, and finally fell to the ground with a clatter.

The power of withering glory, this area is like a reincarnation.

Extremely prosperous and fertile trees evolved into Dryads, which were then burned to nourish the area with fertilizer, and in turn gave birth to even more powerful Dryads in this fertile land.

It's an evolutionary process that will eventually give birth to an unprecedented Super Dryad, but it will take time, and it's a long process.

The process of reincarnation soon ended, and a tightly wrapped female figure in a green one-piece robe came out of the cave, the void around her distorted, as if the world was rejecting her.

It wasn't until the breath in the body was fully confined that this feeling of rejection was gradually weakened.

She raised her head, and the two eyes were completely different colors, one was emerald green, the other was dark brown, and there was a small pitch-black mole in the center of her eyebrows.

"Is this the era of legend? The green-robed woman looked around curiously, her eyes were pure like a baby, and then she frowned, "Hate, another Ding Furnace was eaten by that guy, I'm afraid my laws have also been eaten a lot by him, what era is that guy, how can he be so arrogant and rude, I can detect that guy is also an old monster of a certain era." ”

Then she shook her head and didn't care about it anymore, she gave up too much in order to be able to resurrect in this era, and no matter what, she wanted to get a glimpse of the legendary realm in her life.

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The Goblin Gods, a relatively remote region made up of five connected worlds.

In addition to the five large worlds, there is a circle of smaller worlds that are denser, and these small worlds are like star rings, and the big world is surrounded by the center.

The most powerful god in the Goblin system is the God of Light Goyao, who is also the spiritual and actual ruling leader of the Goblin God line.

Of course, it was also the first goblin to excavate the ruins, and it was he who personally led the rise of the Goblin Protoss.

The kingdom of the gods of light and heaven, in the kingdom of gods, you can hear the sound of divine music, and you can vaguely hear the sound of chanting, which is the love to praise and sing, and praise their supreme gods.

A hundred feet high, the whole body is white and flawless, and the surface exudes exquisite starlight white flower petals bend, clinging to the surface of the altar, like a craggy palm holding up the altar of the gods.

"Father. Dressed in silver armor, the scorching and shining Song Zhan walked in with his head held high.

Many gods turned their heads to look at Ka Zhan, their eyes shining hot, and they covered their lips and whispered in surprise.

The object of their exclamation was not Ge Zhan himself, but a beast head he was carrying.

"My child, how many times have I said that you should call me God the Father. The God of Light said kindly.

"Yes, Father. Ge Zhan bowed his head, and then respectfully presented the beast head in his hand, "Father, this is the head of the king of the Bimeng tribe, the last remnant of the Bimeng clan is being hunted down by the warriors below me, I believe it will be fruitful soon." ”

Ge Yao casually glanced at the head on the ground that was bigger than Ge Zhan's entire body, and his eyes widened angrily, the golden head was covered with silver patterns, and his face was stained with blood.

Ge Yao chuckled and praised Ge Zhan commendally, "You are great, worthy of my most trusted son." ”

Receiving his father's praise made him extremely happy, and he knelt on one knee, and he was a well-deserved giant of the goblin clan at a height of one meter and six meters.

"The cowardly race of the Bimon should have succumbed to the feet of our noble goblins. Ge Zhan said excitedly, clenching the bronze spear in his hand as he spoke, and the blazing divine light gushed out from Ge Zhan's body.

"I can feel that the time has come. Ge Yao looked up, the corners of his mouth hooked up as if he was smiling.

What timing? Ge Zhan was a little confused, but he soon became very happy, my father has always been a last resort, and what my father said must be right!

Goyao just looked at the altar in front of him, which had taken the Goblin Gods eight hundred years to build.

"It's time too. Ge Yao lowered his head, and there was a rare hint of reluctance in his eyes, which was quickly filled with other emotions.

Until now, Ge Yao remembers that 200,000 years ago, when he was just an ordinary wizard of a small goblin tribe, when his entire tribe was in the midst of water and fire, and just thirty miles away from their tribe lived a bronze Beamon.

Bronze Beamon feeds on goblins, and every month their tribe contributes thirty goblins to fill the belly of the Bronze Beamon, and his father and his wife become food for the Bronze Beamon.