Under the expectant gaze of Nan Huangtong and the others, the clouds and mist on the horizon became darker and darker, until a round of blood moon appeared, and above the blood moon, there was a black crow twisting its head and staring downward.

Gradually, a woman-like figure slowly appeared from the clouds, staring at the blood moon and the crow in the sky in confusion.

The woman's name is Hongluo, which is the protagonist of "Breaking Through the Wilderness", according to the description of Nanhuangtong, half of the woman's soul is in the blood moon, and the yin crow is the caretaker.

Nanhuangtong trembled with excitement, it must be done.

But in the next moment, while the blood moon was scarlet, it flickered extremely quickly as if it had been interfered with by a strong signal.

Such a change has made countless people's hearts jerk.

Condensing the humanoid gods, why is it so difficult, at this critical moment, don't go wrong.

On the Holy City, Lei Yuan and many other Saint Kings looked at this scene in the sky, and they also became nervous together.

Click!

As if the mirror was shattered, the blood moon collapsed directly, and the yin crow on it also quickly fanned its wings, trying to escape, but it exploded together.

The woman in the mist also began to dissipate at the same moment.

Humanoid deity, failed to condense.

It's too hard.

Nanhuangtong spit out a mouthful of blood, and laughed miserably: "I knew that it wouldn't work, I knew that two people would write, no matter how perfect it was, the way of heaven would sense it, every time I uploaded a chapter, I always had a weak heart, I couldn't deceive, I couldn't deceive in the end." ”

Nanhuangtong knelt directly on the ground, watching with teary eyes as the humanoid god Hong Luo began to dissipate from his head.

He knew that this was a joke made by Tiandao.com, giving him endless hope, and then fell down hard.

If you want to rely on it, you can only rely on yourself, cheating, in the end, it will not work.

Su Yangxuan slowly closed his eyes, turned around, wiped his tears, and then came over to help Nanhuangtong without saying a word.

At the window of the island in the distance, looking at the gods as if they had failed to enter the boutique at the beginning, Su Youwei barely showed a wry smile, and then closed the window.

Lei Yuan and the other Saint Kings looked at this scene and sighed in unison.

Condensed gods, 1 in 10 million, condensed humanoid gods, 1 in 10 million.

It's too difficult, it's too difficult, it's hard to get to the sky.

It doesn't matter whether you are a saint writer or a emperor author, this so-called honor is just a manifestation of the achievement of points, and the probability of the benefits of writing a good work is increased.

On the mainland, countless people were disappointed, could it be that all the good luck was taken away by the perverted author just now?

When people enter the boutique, they can manifest the gods, and they are completely condensed, you are a saint and a humanistic author, and the book is finished, there are still signs before, why can't it be?

Nan Huangtong looked at the almost dissipated gods, wiped the blood on his mouth, looked at Su Yangxuan who was supporting him, and showed an apologetic expression: "Yangxuan, I'm sorry." ”

Su Yangxuan shook his head: "Uncle Nanhuang, it should be me who should apologize, it was because of that girl that I made you take a fork in the road, and I was in a hurry to write a joint venture with Song Xiaoyou."

If you don't drag us down, you will definitely write a real book of humanoid gods, which is an honor that you have longed for all your life, but unfortunately, we blocked it. ”

Nanhuangtong nodded far away: "It has nothing to do with you, it's all about making people, it's just that I'm a little sorry for that girl." ”

The two turned around and looked at the distant island, and Song Ren also looked at it.

Then he looked at the gods who had now dissipated in the sky and only had a corner of their clothes, and muttered to themselves.

"That's not necessarily, it turns out that there is really a providence, the front foot has just walked out of the one-time subsidy for the gods or gods' 'Difficult to Walk', this side is just needed, Su Youwei, see it, even God is reluctant to let you leave."

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Ren's mouth, and he closed his eyes lightly to communicate with the unfamiliar 'difficult to walk'.

All over the continent, looking at the gods that have dissipated, while regretting, they are all waiting, where is the positioning of this book next?

Will it continue to be a boutique or will it be a long-lasting product?

Or even, drop a level?

I just don't know how heartbroken the author of this book must be at the moment, why did he fail at the last moment?

"Wait, did you hear anything?"

"No, this hasn't announced the level and rewards of the book yet."

"I heard that this is written by the account of a saint humanities writer, if it is Liufang or Baishi later, the reward given to him by Tiandao Network must be better than others."

"No, don't interrupt, how can I hear the sound of a boat."

"Your ears are ringing, why didn't I ...... Oh my God, it's the ship, what's going on? ”

…………

Before the conversation of many people was finished, in the sky, a crack came out of the sky, and then, the perverted author's "Confucianism and Taoism" just now, when it entered the boutique, the manifested divine artifact Feizhou appeared again.

"It's a god, it's a humanoid god."

"Oh my God, it's really a humanoid god, the god is on top of the flying boat, is driving the boat?"

"Wow, that's my idol, the god of Chen Zhan from "Tomb of the Gods", so handsome."

"What is this for? Could it be a demonstration? ”

"Hey, people have the capital to demonstrate, so I have to take a good look at it, you see, I have always been a humanoid god, I will use the divine object that has just appeared to attack you, what can you do."

"I also like to pretend like this, pretending to make people have the urge to squirt blood, and you are helpless."

"But the price is too great, isn't it, the gods have to use it many times, just to pretend to be forced, and come out in vain to waste a chance?"

"What do you know, when the last time the "Sword in the Snow" entered the top Baishiwen, the reward given by the Heavenly Dao was increased by the number of gods of all the gods, and it was not wasted in vain."

"It's really, I'm so envious, I guess the Holy City is going to be distressed, they all have a reasonable choice of the gods to use the opportunity and number of times, to maximize the value, now it's good, the gods are in their own secret realm, you can't care about it, just ask if you're angry."

"Haha, you probably forgot the author's pen name, that's 'you have the ability to beat me'."

…………

Many people are ridiculing, but of course Song Ren doesn't know.

Nanhuangtong, who was disheartened and was about to leave, didn't even want to read the level of the book, when he heard the sound of the boat, he also turned around and looked over, and smiled bitterly.

Everyone can see that this is running out of the noise and demonstration, but it is not too shocking.

Su Yangxuan on the side wanted to scold, but he thought that the reason why his daughter was able to continue her life for a year was thanks to the heart of the gods that the author sent last time.

Even at this moment, Su Yangxuan, looking at the god Chen Zhan who was driving the ship on the flying boat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

I really want to knock it down, then take out its heart, and replace it with my daughter.

"Wait, what is the god going to do?" Soon, everyone, including Su Yangxuan, looked at it and found that Chen Zhan was controlling the flying boat and directly loaded it towards the corner of the clothes that was about to become transparent when it dissipated.

Chen Zhan's white hair fluttered, his eyes were full of contempt, and he leaped directly from the hull of the ship, and then his hands quickly folded, and the streamer flashed.

Airplanes!

A powerful sound wave exploded directly from the air, and immediately after, the ship exploded, forming countless words again, flashing with an ancient light, and pounced on the corner of the clothes.

"It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Many divergent roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ”

There was a distant chant sound in the sky, as if countless readers, and then with poetry as flesh and blood, constantly blending into the corners of the clothes.

Someone with sharp eyes exclaimed.

"You see, the corners of that garment are being mended quickly......