All the darkness slowly faded away, and Ilan's eyes were shocked.

It's a golden world, and it's a cold world.

Everything here is metal.

Cold metal.

The earth, the mountains, and the rivers are all golden, but not as lovely as the yolk of the egg, because everything here is all kinds of metals, mainly gold, of course, and you can neither eat nor drink, but only look at it.

If it were to be done somewhere else, the gold would have driven Ilan mad too, what a fortune it must have.

But here, where gold is everywhere, the attraction of gold is definitely not as good as that of a green grass or a tall tree.

Of course, these trees and grasses cannot be made of gold.

With his feet on the golden land, the river flows with a rare liquid of gold.

There are no trees, no flowers, and all that grows wild is one plant, the golden fruit.

The oak tree is as tall and stout as it is.

The golden trunk, the golden branches and leaves, and even the fruit are golden.

Damn, we're here to find the Spirit Fruit, not this kind of metal fruit that can't be entered.

Ilan's expression was very depressed.

His fingers gently touched the ground underground, but the gold here was extremely strong because of its speciality, even if he was a pseudo-god, his strength was strong, and his strength was comparable to that of a demonic beast, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't deduct a piece from it.

"It's such a hard metal, it looks like gold, but it's not. I really don't understand, where the hell am I being teleported? Could it be related to the stars in the teleportation array? As he moved, Ilan recalled the scene in the teleportation array, the magnificent scene was really shocking, at that moment, Ilan seemed to see all the worlds of the universe, and every star was a different world. Ilan was a little suspicious that he might be able to find a way to the Shadow World, the Dragon World, and some other powerful worlds there.

"This is definitely a masterpiece, perhaps a masterpiece that only the Lord God can accomplish." He began to doubt his previous inference, and such a stroke was an insurmountable task for the higher gods. Perhaps, only the Lord God who is high up can easily do it.

"I didn't expect it to be separated by the teleportation array, and I don't know what the principle is, alas, separate it, separate it, and actually throw a burden to me."

He bent down and sighed.

At his feet was a beautiful woman.

may say that it is a beauty who once fell into the country and the city, and the flowers and flowers were closed, and the fish and geese were sunk, and there was no beauty that could not be more beautiful.

Now it can only be called an old beauty.

However, this old beauty is already angry.

Her vitality is too empty, and she has entered the final stage of her life.

The twilight of the day is poor, and the red face is easy to grow old.

"Ahem, that's bad luck. However, since you have met me, you must not be left here, so I will reluctantly take you for a ride. ”

He picked up Princess Cynthia.

The princess's body is light, light as nothing.

In a real sentence, he is now skinny and skinny.

He carried her in his arms and walked quickly through this golden country, but soon stopped again.

"It's a painful thing to hold an old woman, and it's a lot of fighting to make it work, so it's better to wake her up, but it seems like I'm not very friendly with the nature elves. To save or not to save? Ilan looked into the princess's eyes, and Cynthia's entire face was old, and her goosebumps looked a little high. There is only a pair of eyes, but it is very bright, and you can vaguely see the style of the past.

"It's better to save it, who let me meet it. Count your fortune great. ”

Yilan put the woman down, and then took out a small jade bottle from the ring, the liquid in the bottle flowed gracefully, and before it was opened, it emitted an endless breath of life, which was refreshing.

This is the essence of Elan's harvest of the fountain of life under the Forest of Life.

It's a magical liquid, pure and unpretentious, but with incredible peculiarities.

Elan pinched Princess Cynthia's pale lips with her left hand, opened the cap with her right hand, and then gently pressed the bottle against the princess's teeth.

The essence of life in the bottle flows slowly.

The colorless liquid is now carrying a hazy mist, which cannot be concealed even in this metal world.

The essence of life slowly soaked into Cynthia's lips, throat, and then the various organs that had aged.

An abundance of life force surged and flourished in her body, which was too weak to be overwhelmed.

Penetrates, moisturizes, improves, twists.

The debilitating aura began to rise little by little.

There is a saying called medicine to cure the disease, and it definitely refers to the current plot.

Elan poured a few drops into Princess Cynthia very painfully.

As a result, the princess's body is like a seedling that has been moistened by sunshine and rain, and it begins to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dead skin is detached layer by layer, and the skin, which has lost the slightest moisture and vitality, slowly swells, and then becomes tender, fair, delicate, and soft, like smooth satin.

In just a short period of time, Cynthia's body returned to its original state, her delicate face became radiant, and her open eyes were as moving as water.

Ilan was a little distracted at this moment.

"It's worthy of the elf race, it's really the darling of the gods, and it's so beautiful because of the creation of heaven and earth."

As the essence of life slowly infiltrated, Cynthia's weak aura became stronger little by little.

"This woman is very powerful, and she should have crossed the hurdle of the sub-god by now." The breath of the law of life diffused on Cynthia's body, and it was obvious that this was a harbinger of promotion.

experienced life and death, but was nourished by the essence of life. Cynthia was obviously blessed by misfortune, not only to replenish her depleted life force, but also to her perception of life and death, as well as the laws of heaven and earth contained in the essence of life, which fulfilled her and allowed her to achieve it overnight on the road to the sub-god.

"What a lucky woman. It's not bad, but hopefully it will help my actions. Cynthia's aura is getting stronger and stronger, gradually approaching the middle stage of the sub-god, and it is obvious that a few drops of the essence of life have completely transformed her body, and at the same time, it has also boosted her strength.

The most important thing is that Princess Cynthia's first talent is precisely the talent of life, taking the essence of life, it is undoubtedly complementary to each other, and the huge life force and the law of life in it undoubtedly have the best release and fusion.

The recovery of the body was fast, but Cynthia's injured spirit and the ascension of the realm took an extremely long time, and Ilan had to stand by and wait.

There seemed to be no danger here, but how could he abandon it.

In the middle stage of the sub-god, in the late stage of the sub-god, the peak of the sub-god is complete, and it is infinitely close to the lower god.

Streams of greenery enveloped her.

Cynthia's momentum continued to rise.

In the end, it stagnated at the peak strength of the sub-god.

Although her strength is still improving, however, due to the limitations of the laws of the world, she cannot go further.

However, Ilan believes that this woman can now fight even ordinary lower gods, and if her combat experience and combat skills can be stronger, she can slaughter gods.

Yilan shook his head and smiled bitterly, he himself had gone through nine deaths and a lifetime before he was promoted to the pseudo-god with difficulty, but this elf princess only took a few drops of the essence of life, and she could already go hand in hand with him, this talent is really embarrassing. (To be continued.) )