A certain realm.

The temple is already crumbling.

The divine pattern formation on the surface of the hall was dim like the remnants of the last rays of the sunset before sunset, as if it would disappear cleanly in the next moment.

The attack of the warriors of the Feather God clan continues.

They were going to use the method of hard consumption to grind off the formation patterns of this temple.

It's a stupid idea.

Low efficiency.

But undoubtedly the safest.

To tell the truth, the warriors of the Feather God clan were also scared of being killed by the woman in the temple.

Jian Xue sat nameless in the main hall.

She leaned quietly on the sofa with a calm expression.

Most of the wounds on the body have healed.

Except for the three piercing arrow wounds.

The cluster of arrows remaining in her body continued to release strange power, making her wounds unable to heal at all, and they were constantly deteriorating.

Even if you use your divine power to heal your wounds, you can't do it.

"There is less than a cup of tea left, and the [Chonglou] Divine Grass that this stinky brother promised is afraid that it will not be able to arrive. ”

Jian Xue Nameless had a quiet smile on her face.

When she calmed down, the whole person exuded a quiet temperament that was completely different from usual, beautiful like a flawless jade carving beauty, noble and dusty.

The attack of the Feather God clan was like thunder, constantly bombarding.

And Jian Xue is nameless, but he is petting cats and dogs.

Cat in arms.

Dogs around.

"I didn't expect that I was young, and I was full of cats and dogs, and I was really a winner in life. ”

Jian Xue sighed with contentment.

The orange curly-eared cat stood comfortably in the goddess's arms, its two front paws stepping on the towering white mountains on the goddess's chest, stepping on it again and again, all rhythmically.

Anyone who has ever owned a cat knows that cats can step on milk.

And the Qingyun short-legged dog snuggled up to the goddess's thigh, wagging its tail.

Only the silver feathered bird flew around in the main hall, a little anxious.

Time passes.

Jian Xue's nameless expression was always indifferent.

"Last Time ......"

She looked at the Kirin 8th generation miniature superconducting system in her hand.

The stinky brother didn't send any more messages.

She didn't want to ask anymore either.

The divine power in the body, accumulated like a drop of water, has finally condensed to a level that can trigger the [Boundary Breaking Talisman] once.

"Last ...... shot"

She smiled very sweetly and quietly: "Stinky brother, I hope you still hold on, I will repay everything I owe you." ”

Jian Xue sat up slowly.

The movement tugged at the wound, making her teeth ache.

She took an apricot-colored rune from the sofa and was about to pinch it open with divine power, when suddenly the Qilin Eighth Generation Micro Superconducting System buzzed and vibrate.

"Is there a message from the stinky brother?

Jian Xue raised his wrist namelessly, and at a glance, his expression froze.

The message displayed on the superconducting system is a message that says 'Confirm immediate receipt of the cargo'. Could it be......

Jian Xue's nameless heart beat violently.

She didn't hesitate to choose 'yes'.

The next scene made Jian Xue Nameless and his whole person in extreme shock.

In the space of the main hall, a small black hole with a diameter of about half a meter suddenly appeared.

Among them, there was a flash of crimson brilliance.

A crumpled red fruit the size of a fist fell from the black hole.

"Whew!"

Qingyun Short-legged Dog jumped up, bit it in its mouth, and then brought it to Jian Xue Nameless as if it were a treasure.

"It's really ......"

She took the red fruit in her hand, and at a glance she was sure that it was the divine grass [Chonglou] she was looking for.

Because of the Haikou before Lin Beichen, she was mentally prepared, so she was not as shocked as she imagined when she got the [Heavy Building] at the last moment.

What really shocked him was the way [Heavy Building] appeared.

This way of using spatial wormholes to transmit 'goods' is clearly a unique way to transmit from the higher world to the lower world.

In other words, this [Chonglou] Divine Grass comes from the world above this realm.

So here's the problem.

The stinky brother is in the Nether, how did he buy the [Heavy Building] from a higher level world and then teleport it down?

Jian Xue was nameless and extremely shocked.

"Could it be...... My initial guess was wrong, that the stinky brother was not a god who fell from this realm, but from a higher world?"

"He can connect with the High Worlds now?"

Thinking of this, Jian Xue Wuming suddenly regretted it incomparably.

What a mistake.

With such thick thighs, I used to only want immediate benefits, and I pit him so many times in a row, this stinky brother...... Phew, it's the big brother who doesn't hold a grudge against me, right?

Jian Xue fell into deep reflection.

Fortunately, the roar of the Feather God clan warriors attacking the temple made her wake up from her wandering thoughts.

"No matter, use the [Chonglou] to repair the godhead first, and then talk about it later, and slowly compensate me Brother Beichen." ”

Jian Xue Nameless instantly made up his mind.

It's a big deal.

She agreed to sit upright with her body straight.

The Origin Exercise works.

The divine power flowed out, and behind her, it was like a wisp of mist, outlined horizontally and vertically, as if it were a tiled grid, swimming like smoke.

Some of these parts of the grid, the lines are broken in the middle.

The grid looks tattered as a result.

It's like an old fishing net that has fallen into disrepair and has sunburned.

If Lin Beichen was there, he would definitely jump up and complain-

the groove.

Godhead is really a grid.

It's not going to fucking be the Internet, is it?

Jian Xue Nameless embodied his godhead, looked at the tattered and broken parts on it, and sighed.

The Godhead is so badly damaged. She stretched out her hand, held the [Chonglou] Divine Grass, absorbed the fragments of the Divine Grass contained in it, and turned them into her own use.

With the naked eye, dark red clouds can be seen, as if they are a collection of fine and dense divine patterns, pouring into Jian Xue's nameless body.

At the same time, some dark red clouds also appeared on the Shenze grid, as if there was an invisible hand, threading the needle and thread, connecting the broken Godhead network little by little.

Mending the Godhead.

In the [Chonglou] Divine Grass, there are fragments of the natural gods generated by heaven and earth.

The so-called 'what you eat makes up for what you eat'.

Absorb the [Heavy Building], and you can use the fragments of the gods in it to repair your own godhead.

This process takes an hour.

Jian Xue didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and went all out to urge the divine power to refine the [Chonglou] Divine Grass.

......

......

Cloud Dream City, Temple Mountain.

The old man looked at the black clouds rolling in the sky, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

The goddess of the sea tribe is stunned to look at the sea and the ocean.

Vaguely visible, in the depths of the ocean, warships are gathering under the waves.

'Yi Rong' became Lin Beichen's Xiao Binggan, just like a husky playing the wolf king, standing at the highest step of the temple.

He raised his head, all the while looking at the projection of divine power in the sky.

When the picture of the five major battlefields was extinguished, his heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally over.

Brother, come back quickly.

My brother, I panicked.

But waiting left and right, I didn't see Lin Beichen and the others come back.

What's going on?

Xiao Binggan's mind was dazed, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he looked at the mountain path below the temple square.

Woohoo!

The figure broke through the air.

It's not Lin Beichen and others.

Led by the murderous King Hai'an.

He was followed by a group of red-eyed jackals, tigers and leopards.

Xiao Binggan is not a fool.

From the menacing killing intent of these people, he already understood what was going on.

Gan.

He cursed in his heart, and his brain raced fast.

In such an environment, if it was a pro-brother Lin Beichen, what would he do?

Big brother, he'll just run away, right?

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There is one more more.

Bow to everyone.

Since yesterday, the state of the thief has been poor, and I can't write at all, and my brain is wooden until the end of yesterday, and it's really a ruin.

After reflecting on it, it may have something to do with the depression caused by staying at home for so long, so I'll go out for a walk tomorrow.

The second watch will be later, let's watch it tomorrow morning, and we have to boil it out.