The power of one person determines the victory, and this is the battle of the mythical age. ”

Ji Le sensed the melee in the east and west directions, and inexplicably felt it.

In mythological times, demigod heroes with the blood of gods walked the earth. Each demigod has the power to destroy the city-state and kill thousands of people. Every demigod hero is an important bargaining chip to dominate the battle and influence the direction of the continent.

In this era, mortal soldiers are nothing more than badges tied around the waists of demigod heroes, the heads of their wars.

"However, I am not in a position to speak of anyone else. ”

Because His Royal Highness, who is condensed with 100,000 people, 400,000 slaves, and a land of thousands of miles, is also a powerful demigod. He stood at the top of the pyramid of the earth, and he stood tall enough to stand out from the crowd.

"But there are only two days left...... thinking of the scene in his nightmare, Ji Le's heart is even more gloomy. Two days later, he may face the tragedy of a generational change.

Suddenly, Ji Le, who was sitting on the sickbed, straightened his waist and looked coldly at the west: "Do you really think that my sick tiger can't kill you?"

Ji Le's body erupted with majestic momentum, and his consciousness merged with the land, turning into a giant spirit standing on the earth.

At this moment, there are only national spirit companions with the same identity in Ji Le's vision.

A huge body of the national spirit stood on the earth, and their bodies exuded a humane radiance, which was in stark contrast to the black qi that was wrapped around their bodies.

That's right, the national spirit of the Xia Kingdom is sick.

In the field of vision of the national spirits, they can clearly perceive the current situation of the Xia Kingdom.

The national spirit of the Xia Kingdom sat cross-legged on the ground, sluggish, and looked drowsy. His body was entangled with endless black qi, and the brilliance of his own civilization was dimmed.

In the west, there were two national spirits with helpless expressions, and under the impetus of the power in the dark, they slowly walked to the side of the spirit of the Xia Kingdom. Closing his eyes, the two national spirits swung their fists to hit Ji Le.

The kingdoms of Bado, Tumu and other kingdoms watched coldly, and did not intend to stop this battle, and even a few national spirits showed gloating expressions.

Ji Le suddenly stood up and slapped the two national spirits away: "I see, this is also the first time I have a real battle between countries." It turns out that mortal battles can also affect our level?"

The two national spirits stood up, looking reluctant, and nodded to Ji Le in apology, and returned to their positions.

A silver bell-like laughter sounded in the distance, and Topa Guoling explained with a smile: "It's not just that. Nations interact with people, and mortals wage war, which will cause strife between us. For example, if you punch me, I'll punch you. Even if we don't have the will to do so, it will cause similar results at the level of the national spirit. ”

For example, these two unlucky national spirits, the monarch of their family accepted the oracle of the god of war and participated in the siege of the border platform and the battle of the sneak attack on the Xia Kingdom. Therefore, at the level of the national spirit, it has also been transformed into the national spirit to do something to Ji Le.

Heaven and earth conscience, the two of them don't plan to confront Xia Guo at all.

Because they understand that demigod-level national spirits are not easy to deal with. Don't look at other people's illnesses like this, it's easy to crush their two small countries.

Ji Le glanced at the two national spirits and continued to talk to the Duoya national spirits: "So, if there is a battle between our national spirits, it will also be shown at the mortal level?"

Duo Ya Guoling's face instantly darkened: "I advise you not to have this idea." ”

The national spirits fighting each other will have a direct effect on fate, causing the two countries to start a national war.

"With our feet on the earth and the sky above our heads, we are special spirits similar to Mother Earth, and we are also the catalyst for the evolution of fate. The battle between us is the battle between two nations on the earth, and the time is measured in years. ”

In the war of nations, there is no winner. Therefore, the demigod-level national spirits will be arbitrated and suppressed to avoid real wars between national spirits as much as possible. Even if there are slight differences, it is necessary to limit the fighting to a small scale and not cause the death of the national spirits.

Because, there are too few of their kind.

"In that case, you don't seem to be planning to take the opportunity to plot against me because I'm sick?" Ji Le looked around at several national spirits around him. Everyone shook their heads, saying that they did not dare to confront a demigod.

But whether the lords of the country will attack the Xia Kingdom or not, they can't control it. And there are also a few national spirits who have ghosts in their hearts, and plan to take the opportunity to get some benefits from Ji Le.

Indeed, national wars should not break out between national spirits as much as possible. But if Ji Le couldn't survive this catastrophe, they wouldn't mind splitting the corpse of the Spirit of the Xia Kingdom and assimilating it into a part of themselves.

The head-on confrontation between the national spirits can be annexed and fused with each other!

This point is a taboo among the taboos of the national spirit, and it is also a point that the demigod national spirit tries to avoid.

After Ji Le and Doya communicated, they didn't speak, but put their hands on their cheeks and put on a pensive posture.

"Right now, they are afraid of me, not only because they are worried about my strength, but also because I am a demigod in the true sense of the word, and I was born to be on an equal footing with the spirits of the country such as Doya and Tumu. But if I'm not there, I'll be replaced by a new national spirit......"

Ji Le didn't think that a national spirit who had started from scratch could have the same status as several demigods. I'm afraid that at that time, the newborn baby spirit will be bullied here?

"This situation must be avoided. Mother Earth forced me to kill me, but it was only a last resort, and if possible, it was best to find a way to keep me alive. Because I believe that my existence is far more meaningful than a small baby. ”

"The seven-day curse of the plague gun, I don't know if there is a way on His Royal Highness Feng'e's side?"

......

"Let me out!"

In the Void Courtyard, in a gorgeous palace, there was a scream of Feng'e.

She returned to her sisters to inquire about the medicine for the plague, but the Lord of the North Wind struck her and locked her up in the palace.

The goddess was so angry that she fell to the floor with beautiful objects.

After waiting for a long time, she saw that no one around her was paying attention, so she had to sulk by herself.

"I don't know, Ji Le, how is he now. "The goddess turned out a well-preserved mirror from the ground to project the situation on earth.

However, the Xia Kingdom was covered by a burst of fog, and even when the national spirit was at its weakest, it still forcibly formed a barrier with its own strength to cover the eyes of the gods.

Seeing the blurry light and shadow on the mirror, Feng'e was so angry that she threw the mirror out again.

Bang Dang –

The mirror smashed to the gate, and was reflected back into the hall by the enchantment, Feng'e sneered a few times, staring at the enchantment and blasting several divine powers. But these homologous wind god powers were immediately absorbed by the enchantment, and they had no effect at all.

Yu Hong walked in at this time, saw Feng'e's actions, frowned, and said, "At such an age, you still play with a child's temper!" She waved her hand and blew a soft breeze, and all the items on the ground disappeared.

"You're here just in time, help me break this seal outside!" Feng'e pointed to the golden barrier at the entrance of the palace, which had been set up by the Lord of the North Wind himself to wrap around the palace, making it impossible for her to escape from this temple.

"God locked you up for your own good. ”

"Yes, but no. I've grown up and can handle things independently. Feng'e took out a bold posture and sat on the ground casually: "I know, Father is worried that I will fight against the God of War. However, I am safer on earth than in the Void Courtyard. ”

Because of the protection of the Mother Earth Goddess's artifact, her suppression on the earth is less than that of other gods.

Yu Hong pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you going to save the spirit of the Xia Kingdom?"

"Of course, that was my original country of asylum. Feng'e said solemnly: "My rise must start from the Xia Kingdom." I believe that the Xia Kingdom will become a powerful country that is not inferior to Tumu. ”

And she will also take this opportunity to become a real goddess.

"The premise is that they survive this. ”

"That's why I, as the patron god, have to help. ”

Yu Hong stared at his sisters and slowly spoke: "In the north, there is an Apata Mountain that is shrouded in thunder all year round. There is a silver grass on the top of the mountain, and that grass can be used with moonlight water to prepare medicines that relieve the pestilence. ”

"Apat's Mountain?" Feng E pondered, "The kind of grass you said can't be something that the ancestral god gave to the thunder god back then, right?"

"That's right. ”

"Is there any medicine like that in the Void Courtyard?"

The plague spreads through the "wind", so it is a derivative priesthood controlled by the Anemo lineage. If the Wind Ancestor God had the Divine Grass to restrain the plague, it could not be the only one.

"That's not clear. The ancestral god is not at home at the moment, and I heard that he went to the Temple of the Moon God. The goddess glanced at her sister: "I don't know, who the ancestral god is going for." ”

Feng E smiled, and then her expression was correct: "Since the ancestral god can't ask for it here, then go to Apat's Mountain." Even if I meet the Lord God of Thunder, I will take this magic medicine!"

Seeing Feng'e's firm attitude, the goddess handed over her scepter: "Your wind wheel is not on you, my scepter lends you,." ”

"Thank you!" Feng'e gave her sister a big hug: "However, I don't need it for the time being." ”

"For me, artifacts are just a medium to control divine power. There is no artifact, it just means that the destructive power is difficult to control. Don't worry, just break into the Thunder Mountain, I can handle it!"

Then, she looked at Yu Hong expectantly.

The goddess shook her head, with a helpless expression, and took out the seal of the mother goddess and gently pressed it on the surface of the enchantment. Suddenly, a one-person-high passage rose from the barrier: "Be careful on the road. ”

"Thanks!" Feng'e rushed out of the passage and went straight to the Nether.

On the way, a few guarding beasts noticed that something was wrong and planned to come over to stop them.

"Stand down!" Shen Qingling, a girl riding a big fish, stopped those divine beasts bred in the wind: "You are divine beasts raised by your father, stand down obediently, I won't trouble you." Otherwise, I'll stew you all when I go back!"

The divine beast is afraid of the divinity on Qing Ling's body, and she is the favorite little daughter of the Lord of the North Wind...... The divine beasts looked at each other, and one by one they pretended to faint suddenly, lying in front of the Void Courtyard.

"Hmph, count you smart. Qingling turned her head to look in the direction of Feng'e's escape.

The goddess turned into a silver streamer, pointing from the Cloud Realm to the Thunder Mountain in the north. Now, she dared to help Ji Le get in touch with the curse of the plague before the plague gun landed.

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