Chapter 590: Three days is not too late

Ten minutes later, Chen Shouyi's huge body surfaced.

The oppressive atmosphere between heaven and earth has disappeared.

"God of Flames......" he muttered in a low voice, his face full of coldness.

He didn't know what kind of god the other party was, but he knew that it was related to fire, and he knew that it was related to fire.

At this time, he felt the struggling shell girl in his mouth, his face was stunned, and he quickly opened his mouth.

A small dot of more than ten centimeters, in his big mouth as wide as two meters, it was like holding a half-cut matchstick, and he almost didn't feel anything.

When his mouth opened, the wet shell girl quickly flew out, hovering in front of Chen Shouyi, panting for breath while opening and closing her small mouth quickly.

The voice was muffled and looming.

Chen Shouyi found that he had problems with his senses of sight, hearing, and smell.

He didn't speak, disarming his armor and throwing it back into space, returning to his normal form.

In an instant, a terrifying whirlpool appeared in the seawater, and before tens of thousands of tons of tide gathered, Chen Shouyi quickly floated up and flew towards the shore.

The Shell Girl hurriedly followed, chattering in his ear.

All of a sudden, he said that his saliva stinks, and all of a sudden he complained that his beautiful clothes were broken.

She was simple-minded, her emotions came and went quickly, and she was scared like a dog before, but now as soon as the god of fire left, it was as if everything had been left behind, and she was as happy as a little bee.

Chen Shouyi flew to the beach, his feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

He felt extremely weak, he looked at his body, and saw that his whole body was charred black, and the surface was completely charred, with a foul smell of protein burning.

Threads of blood oozed from cracks in the surface.

Not only that, his body was severely and extremely dehydrated, and when he sensed it slightly, he found that the internal organs had lost their original fullness and appeared to be a little atrophied.

As for below......

Chen Shouyi didn't dare to look at it, for fear of leaving a psychological shadow.

"God of Flames...... Chen Shouyi secretly clenched his fist, black blood dripped from his fist, and he murmured coldly: "Do you think this is the end, your faith territory is not far from here!"

......

Not far from the sea is the forest, where there are many streams.

He walked along the beach, and soon found a clean water source, and drank it in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, he ate half a catty of meat paste with powerful divine power to replenish his strength.

The injuries burned by the divine fire are extremely difficult to recover, and there are still stubborn remnants of divine power in the body, preventing the body from healing itself.

Fortunately, these are rootless trees and sourceless water, but even so, Chen Shouyi consumed his will, and it still took five or six hours to finally remove these divine powers.

The charred part of the body slowly peeled off, revealing a soft red skin.

It's just that the body is still a little weak, and the body has shrunk a circle.

......

The night was getting darker.

Chen Shouyi picked up a pile of dry firewood from the forest and grabbed a prey.

His will was condensed, and the dry firewood ignited a flame.

The beating flames licked the prey, the golden grease dripped onto the charcoal fire, and the sparks of Thunderbolt Bala erupted, illuminating Chen Shouyi's face with light and darkness.

This is the third time......

He was vaguely thoughtful.

All the time.

Chen Shouyi never makes trouble in another world.

For him, this is just a place to cultivate, and for the human realm of the barbarian gods, he is even more respectful, but despite this, he always encounters danger one after another, once as a demigod who inexplicably appeared on the island, and then as a god of the sea.

This time the god of fire has appeared.

Stronger and more dangerous every time!

It seems that he is really being targeted by some existence in the dark......

Chen Shouyi looked at the sky.

There was not a single star overhead, nor a moon, as if a thick black curtain was shrouded in it.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, if there is really such a terrible existence, maybe I can make myself disappear with a thought, and it's more likely...... The world is rejecting itself. ”

In this mysterious world, the theory of luck may really exist.

The shell girl sat on Chen Shouyi's shoulder, looking stunned, so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyelids, her head knocked for a while, and sometimes she woke up inexplicably.

After going through too many things today, she was shocked and frightened, and as soon as she relaxed at this time, she suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.

Chen Shouyi glanced at her, carefully grabbed the shell girl from her shoulder, and gently tucked it into her jacket pocket.

......

Chen Shouyi stayed on the coast for three days in a row.

His weakened body gradually returned to its full strength, and even his agility, intelligence, will, and perception increased by 0.1 points.

These days, several times, he felt a faint peeping, and it was clear that the God of Flame had been watching over him. But it never reappeared.

Chen Shouyi didn't care at all, this is the seaside, and the other party is not the god of the sea.

If you dare to come.

And he ran into the sea.

In the sea water, the terrifying divine power of the other party is estimated to be greatly reduced, if it is hand-to-hand combat, Chen Shouyi feels that he is thirty percent sure that he will kill the other party.

He wasn't allowed to wait any longer.

Gentleman's revenge...... Three days is already late.

After he asked the Shell Girl to hide in the rock crevice of the boulder by the sea, her body flew into the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

I saw a vast and continuous field of faith in the northwest, covering half of the sky, covering millions of square kilometers, part of which bordered the sea.

Maybe he has evil thoughts in his heart.

In the darkness, the realm of faith in the distance condensed into a flame giant that connected the heavens and the earth, roaring loudly at him.

Chen Shouyi sneered.

Immediately, he swooped down and flew quickly towards the area.

......

It is an alluvial plain formed by the sediment deposits of a large river, and the land is fertile and abundant.

Along the river, a large number of tribes are connected and densely populated.

The barbarians here have begun to make the transition from hunter-gatherer civilization to agricultural civilization, and not far away there are large swaths of tall plants that grow lush and green fruits.

Night falls.

This is the day of the five-day sacrifice to the god of flames.

A clearing in front of the temple.

Countless barbarians, their faces painted with various colors, surrounded by a basin of flames placed on the altar like demons, and the demons danced wildly, and the atmosphere was frenzied.

It's a divine fire!

A gift from the gods that shelters the peace of the tribe.

Normally, it will go out automatically, but on the night of the festival day, it will automatically ignite to bring light to the night, and on this day, no matter how heavy the rain is during the day, it will automatically stop at night.

......

"Blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice!"

Countless barbarians poked the ground with spears in their hands, making rhythmic sounds, and the atmosphere was frenetic.

The blood festival has always been the most exciting event during the sacrifice.

Admiring the frightened, desperate expressions of their kind, and the wailing and struggle as they were ignited by the divine fire, everyone could feel a fluttering and twisted pleasure.

Soon, the two restless barbarians were brought up by several barbarian men.

Both were members of the same tribe, but both committed the unpardonable sins.

One of them accidentally knocked over the sacrificial utensils while cleaning the temple, and the other even blasphemed the gods, using polished crystals to ignite the dead grass and steal the power of the gods.