Xingyue hugged the weeping fairy and comforted: "Good fairy, good fairy, little baby fairy, don't cry, okay." Xian'er hugged Xingyue's waist tightly, buried her head in Xingyue's arms, and kept crying, "Young master, woo, Xian'er really, really no, I don't want to forget you, young master, woo." Xingyue gently patted Xian'er's jade back, "The young master knows, the young master knows, I know that my little fairy will never forget me." Xian'er, who was crying in Xingyue's arms, nodded, "Well, woo, Xian'er, Xian'er never, never, will not forget the young master, woo." ”

"Then you are still crying, don't you have the faith to remember me?"

"No, Xian'er has confidence, and has the confidence to remember the young master. Xian'er said with a sob. Xingyue held Xian'er's fragrant shoulder and said with a smile: "If Xian'er had confidence, she wouldn't cry." Hearing Xingyue's words, Xian'er immediately wiped her eyes with her sleeve, with a firm face, "Well, Xian'er doesn't cry, Xian'er has confidence." Xingyue gently took Xian'er into her arms and hugged her tightly.

Xingyue sat quietly in the wooden house, looking at the clear water pool outside in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, but one thing was certain that he was not in an epiphany. Ever since yesterday's words from the God of Nature, he had been in a state of disgrace.

"We must not forget the young master, we must not forget the young master......" Xian'er kept muttering to herself, from outside the house to inside the house, since yesterday, she kept repeating this sentence. Xingyue looked at Xian'er, who kept repeating this sentence mechanically, and her eyes were full of worry.

"The God of Light, hmph, not even the God of Creation. Xingyue thought coldly in her heart. Then he got up and walked to Xian'er's side, but she didn't notice it at all, and her mouth was still chattering. Looking at Xian'er, who only had worry in her eyes, Xingyue called softly, "Xian'er." ”

"Ah," Xian'er came back to her senses and looked at Xingyue, her eyes full of joy, "Young Master, I haven't forgotten you!" Xingyue nodded with a smile, gently rubbing Xian'er's little head, "I'll go out for a while, can you wait for me at home." As soon as she heard that the young master was leaving, Xian'er immediately shook her head, quietly hugged Xingyue and looked up at Xingyue with a small face, her eyes were full of reluctance, as if as long as Xingyue left, there would be no shadow of Xingyue in her memory.

"Rest assured, it is only when you attain Godhead that you will be able to forget me. Xingyue touched Xian'er's head, put the word "maybe" very seriously, and continued, "You haven't obtained the godhead yet." Xian'er nodded and looked at Xingyue, "However, Xian'er still wants to stay with the young master." Xingyue nodded helplessly and gently hugged Xian'er, "Okay then." Then, with a flash of nine-colored divine light, Xingyue and Xian'er disappeared into the Nine Palaces Divine Mountain.

In the Floating Sky City of Floating Mountain, there are five hundred elites of all races standing neatly on the Statue Square, all of them have saint-level strength, and they are not more than a hundred years old. Among them, there are 100 Terrans, 100 Dwarves, 100 Elves, 100 Dragons, and 100 Orcs. They all stood very solemnly in the Statue Square, and the War Dead also stood in front of them, and many warriors also came to watch, because legend has it that the God of War will come to the Statue Square today. They waited excitedly for the arrival of the god of war, but they were disappointed.

Five hundred nine-colored divine lights descended from the sky, directly enveloping these five hundred saint-level powerhouses. The divine light flickered, and they disappeared into the statue square out of thin air.

Everyone only felt that a nine-colored divine light first blocked their vision, and then they appeared in a colorful space, in this space, there was no earth, no sky, there was just another self, exactly the same self as themselves.

Meiqira was originally a member of the three-headed Chimera of the royal family among the orcs, but her life was troubled, she was born as a mutated Chimera, this mutation is very terrifying, there were at least three heads of Chimera and she only had one head, the three-headed Chimera is a natural three-line magician, but she can only practice one series of magic, which makes her indifferent in the family, even her parents disdain to ignore her, and her twelve brothers and sisters look down on her and humiliate her.

So she decided to get ahead even if she only practiced a series of magic, so she began to practice magic alone at the age of six, and she didn't feel the fluctuation of magic elements until she was nine years old, and she was also expelled from her family at the same time.

By chance, she got a very broken dark system of fighting qi recipes, maybe others don't want to throw it away, I don't think it's a lot of advanced techniques, but at that time she seemed to see a glimmer of light in the darkness, no matter what, there is always hope. No one knew how much she had suffered, but in the end, her achievements were brilliant, and in the end, she had found all the fighting qi techniques, and she didn't change to other better methods. At the age of sixty-two, she had finally achieved the Sanctuary.

After achieving the Sanctuary, she did not return to the family again, and the name of the Sanctuary warrior Meiqila gradually resounded throughout the orc tribe. And Meiqila's Chimera family also launched Hui orders to her many times, but she ignored it, and finally accepted the invitation of the Beast Emperor and became the Beast Emperor's guest elder.

Mei Qila frowned slightly, looked at the woman in front of her who was exactly the same as herself, and asked coldly, "Who are you?" However, to her slight surprise, the "self" also asked her the same question. Mei Qila snorted coldly, "Hmph, I am who I am, and I will always be me." As she spoke, the jade hand was stretched, and a golden war knife more than three meters long appeared in her hand, but what she didn't expect was that the imposter on the opposite side also had the same war knife as herself. "Hmph, even if you pretend to be real, it still can't change that you're a fake. As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand and killed the "person" who was pretending to be him.

At the bottom of the Floating Realm, on a floating island with a radius of thousands of miles, thousands of winged humans live here. And the Winged Humans have never left this floating island for tens of thousands of years. There is a legend among their clan that this world is connected to two larger worlds, the Demon Realm on one side and the God Realm on the other. Both the Demon Realm and the God Realm have very strong strength, that is, because of the Great War of Gods and Demons 10,000 years ago, the Winged Humans who originally ruled this world were slaughtered and almost wiped out, and finally under the leadership of the Winged Humans first, the Winged Humans came to the bottom of this world to escape the war, so the Winged Humans have never been out of this Winged People Island for 10,000 years.

Xingyue Jingjing and Xian'er suddenly appeared in the sky above Wingman Island, looking at the quiet and serene Wingman Island, on which countless villages of all sizes were built, and in the sky above Wingman Island, Xingyue also felt very comfortable, just like the feeling of being on the Isle of War. Silently swept the huge village with his divine sense, and then his face was full of shock, and his eyes were indelible with shock. Because Xingyue found a boulder.

Xingyue found that in the center of the village, there was a wooden house that was wider than the ordinary wooden house, and there was a boulder standing in the middle of the wooden house, and there were more than a dozen winged people who were worshipping the boulder, and there were two very complex and mysterious words written on the boulder, which ordinary humans may not recognize, but as long as they were magicians, they knew it, because those two words were the divine characters that magicians often came into contact with, and these two words represented the meaning of "god of war".

The Winged People Gate worships the God of War, and Xingyue still feels a little strange at the beginning, but if you think about it carefully, that day the Heavenly Dao was sealed as a god, and I think the Winged Humans also felt it, since everyone felt it, and the Winged Humans Clan elders at the silver level could not explain this mysterious phenomenon, plus they had no belief in the gods, so it was not an exaggeration for them to believe in the God of War that was already ancient and primitive.

After discovering the Divine Script, the Winged Human Race, which was originally just an ancient and primitive in Xingyue's heart, was now covered with a veil of mystery. What do they have to do with the Sacred Mountain, or does the Sacred Mountain have anything to do with them?

However, Xingyue didn't want to disturb the life of the winged people now. The winged people had never seen the appearance of Xingyue, so they could not shape a statue of Xingyue, so they had to replace it with a boulder. Xingyue also found that the boulder contained a very large amount of faith power, Xingyue smiled slightly, and her divine sense invaded the boulder, urging the golden power of faith to form mysterious divine texts. Then the golden light of the entire boulder bloomed, dazzling, and in an instant, the entire Wingman Island was shrouded in golden light, the originally terminally ill Wingman recovered instantly, and the Wingman who had broken hands and legs grew out in an instant, and a sound of the Great Dao Heavenly Sound sounded in the air.

The Winged Man Island wrapped in golden light below Xian'er, looking at the nine-colored divine text at the center of the young master's eyebrows, he knew that the young master must be helping the Winged Human Clan.

After the sound of the sky, the golden light dissipated, and all the wingmen on the Wingman Island knelt on the ground excitedly and sincerely thanked the god of war. The winged man, who had been kneeling in front of the god of war boulder, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the boulder, his eyes full of pious surprise. Because the ordinary stone that was originally just a dust flutter was now engraved with golden divine scripts, which were the Nine Great Divine Forbidden Spells that Xingyue had branded with the power of faith. The winged people looked at the golden divine inscription exuding a sacred and mysterious aura on the God of War Stone, and knelt on the ground excitedly and kept kowtowing.

A trace of the huge power of faith flew into the God of War Stone, and a small part flew directly into his body. Xingyue is accustomed to using divine power, and this power of faith is only integrated into his flesh and blood god, and the effect is not great, so Xingyue does not use the power of faith much. In fact, Xingyue still had an idea in his heart, since the power of faith could be fused with the divine body, why not use the power of faith as the basis to create a method of physical training? But he was very busy now, and he would wait until the battle situation stabilized.

Thousands of miles away from Wingman Island, there is a small island that is only ten miles away, and Xingyue named it Nine Gods Island, which will be a place to train saint-level powerhouses. A nine-colored divine light flashed, and Meiqira appeared somewhere. Meiqila looked at this small floating island, surrounded by a flat lawn, in the middle of the floating island there is a huge stone tablet hundreds of meters high, the stone tablet is engraved with golden words, it is the operation method of the "Three Talents Lock Empty Array" and the "Six Mangs God Destroying Array". Also underneath the stone monument, a total of one hundred and eight puppets of the Nine Gods stood there quietly.

Meiqira looked around in confusion, familiar with the environment. An hour later, one hundred and seven powerhouses of various races appeared one after another, counting a total of one hundred and eight saint-level powerhouses, and those saint-level powerhouses who were not selected could only stay in the floating city.

Among the inductees, there are at most thirty-six Terrans and at least nine Elves. After all the people arrived, a giant wearing amber armor and holding an amber divine sword, with an indistinct face and a height of three meters, descended out of thin air, and at the same time a sacred and majestic voice sounded: Each of you has a puppet of the nine gods, a group of nine, divided into twelve groups, in the shortest possible time to learn the formation on the stone tablet and defeat my clone, I only need to complete the first seven groups of the task.

As the words fell, everyone began to choose the Nine Gods puppet, and the God of War clone stood quietly aside, if no one challenged him, then he wouldn't move.

In the sky above the slope that is only a thousand meters high from Jiushen Island, there is a floating island, not so much a floating island as a pumice stone, this island is very small, no more than 100 meters in radius, except for a huge ancient tree with a height of 100 meters and a trunk diameter of about 20 meters, there is nothing, Xingyue hugged Xian'er and sat on the huge branches of this ancient tree. And on the Nine Gods Island in the distance, people's every move, the stars and the moon can be seen clearly.

Xian'er stretched out her snow-white hand, patted the huge tree trunk under her, and asked a little confusedly: "This tree is at least a thousand years old, but why hasn't it given birth to spiritual intelligence?" Xingyue gently hugged Xian'er, "There are no stars in this floating realm, there is no sun and moon, although there is an alternation of day and night, but it is still not a complete world, since it is not a complete world, there will be no world power, and it will be very difficult for living beings to evolve." "I don't know if Xian'er Ming understands.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Xian'er's body, Xingyue's heart was beating irregularly again. Finding that there seemed to be something wrong with her young master, Xian'er asked in a low voice, "Young master, what's wrong with you." Xingyue shook her head, gently picked up Xian'er and let her straddle her lap, gently bit Xian'er's earlobe, kissed her snow-white neck, gently opened Xian'er's collar, untied her corset, buried her head in her chest, sniffing a faint **.

Still not satisfied, Xingyue gently placed Xian'er on the huge branch, reached out and pulled her underwear and pants down to her ankles, and pressed Xian'er tightly under her. As her body rose and fell, one seductive note after another came out of the fairy's mouth.

After releasing herself, Xingyue was refreshed for a while. And Xian'er, who endured the joy of fish and water, was shyly and infinitely snuggled in Xingyue's arms, tidying up her clothes that were messy by Xingyue.

Life in the Floating Realm seemed to be very peaceful during this time, but the calmer it was, the more scared Xingyue became, because before the storm, there would be a terrible calm. Another half a month has passed since this peaceful day, and it seems that it is mid-November, and another 100,000 allied troops have arrived in the Floating Realm, and the Divine Hall, the Divine Temple, and other forces are building their own branch halls, and the construction of the Floating City is also in full swing. It's been more than a month since the end of the First World War, but there has been no news from the Western Frontier Gate.

Xingyue is trying his best to improve his strength every day, but the progress of the arcane array is like a snail crawling, and it is limited to the mysteries of water, and the mysteries of the other elements don't even have a clue. Although Xingyue's strength is improving every day, the progress is very slow, and Xingyue is a little dissatisfied. If you let the other gods know, don't scold the dead star and moon: Boss, you are not satisfied with the improvement of your strength every day, you know, we were at our peak, but we have not made any progress in tens of thousands of years.

"Young Lord, drink water. Xian'er smiled and handed the wooden cup in her hand to Xingyue's side. Xingyue put down the ink pen in her hand, looked at the fairy who had returned to the same smile as before, and also took the water cup with a smile, and took a sip gently, a little bitter, a little sweet after bitterness, after swallowing it in her stomach, the pores of her whole body were stretched, and the filthy air that was difficult to see with the naked eye was excluded from her body, Xingyue closed her eyes, checked her divine spirit sea, and found that the divine spirit power seemed to be slightly purified. Frowning, he looked at Xian'er, "What kind of water is this?"

Xian'er smiled, "Young master, isn't it amazing." Xingyue nodded, "It's amazing, it can clear the filthy qi in the cultivator's body, and make the energy in the cultivator's body more refined." Xian'er shrugged her shoulders with a smile, and pointed to the big tree with green leaves on the edge of the waterhole outside the house, "Young master, I have been here for several days, and I haven't seen even a single leaf fall from that tree, so I curiously picked a piece and tasted it, and found that it has this magical effect, so I picked one and made a glass of water for you, young master." ”

Looking at such a well-behaved little maid, Xingyue also liked it indescribably in her heart. Xingyue is not the kind of "love" between husband and wife or lovers. Getting along with each other is more of a habit, getting used to having each other's presence in each other's lives. It's like getting used to eating with your right hand, and getting used to sleeping on your side.

Xingyue nodded, it seems that this floating realm is not simple!

At this moment, Xingyue frowned, and then laughed, "It's finally here, it's finally here, I thought you wouldn't come?" At the same time, in front of the hundred-meter-high statue of the god of war in the Floating City God Statue Square, two golden pillars of light ten meters long rushed into the sky, and a gate of the gods opened instantly, and the figures of Oleel and Brian flew out of the gate of the gods in an instant, and then the golden pillar of the gods shattered, and the gate of the gods disappeared.

"I said, the young master will definitely not let us die. Brian looked at Olele with a black face and said with a smile. Oriel gave Brian a blank look, and the guy was still laughing, knowing that the two of them almost died at the hands of the Flame Lord, "Let's go and tell the allies that the Abyssal Demon is attacking again." ”

It turned out that after the Allied forces stationed in the Floating Realm Star Moon had completed the terrain of the entire Floating Realm, they sent Brian and Oriel to the Gate of the Realm to the west to pay attention to the movements on the other side of the abyss. Oriel was reluctant to live or die, but after Xingyue was already dead as a threat, he promised to help him break through the holy level after he returned, and promised that his life would never be lost. Under the coercion and inducement, he finally nodded and agreed to act with Brian.

Through the Gate of the Gods, Xingyue sent Brian and Oleel to the floating island of the Gate of the Western Realm to hide them, and at the same time left a Gate of the Gods, as long as they injected any kind of energy to activate the Gate of the Gods, they could instantly teleport back to the Floating Mountain.

The two of them who arrived at the gate of the Western Realm had been hidden, seeing that a month had passed, and there was still no news from the abyss, so the two of them relaxed their vigilance, but today, the two who were cultivating were woken up by a roar. Immediately, the two of them quietly approached the source of the roar, and this sight immediately frightened the two of them, and one after another beast bone warships shone with a clear white, and they came out of the gate of the Western Realm. The two of them were stunned for a moment, the thousand-meter-long beast bone warship that covered the sky and the sun was full of dense demon warriors. And the beast bone warships that have surfaced from the gate of the Western Realm have as many as forty searches. Judging from the previous battle, each such ship would have more than 6,000 people, so forty ships would be close to 250,000 demon warriors.

Suddenly, a huge coercion fell from the sky, and a giant hand burning red and fiery in a radius of 10,000 meters filled the sky, "Hahaha, two little reptiles, die!" The Flame Demon King grinned. The two of them turned into two streamers of light and fled quickly, "Quickly urge the gate of the gods." Ole roared, and as he spoke, he slashed out more than a dozen sword lights at the giant hand in the sky, trying to stop the giant hand's fall, but the sword light was wiped out by the terrifying heat before it collided with the flame giant hand.

Brian put his hands on the two huge gray stone pillars, the fighting energy of the holy level continued to be injected, and the golden divine light began to spread from bottom to top, Olaire looked at the rapidly spreading golden divine light, and wished that it could be faster.

Looking at the approaching flame giant hand, bursts of scorching heat kept coming. And the golden divine light is still spreading at that speed, if it is in normal times, in fact, that speed is still very fast, but now at this dangerous juncture, they all hope that it will be done in an instant.

There is a giant hand of flame under the swift cover on his head, and a gate of the gods that is rapidly deified on the ground. The eyes of the two were full of anxiety, and finally, the Flame Giant Hand descended, but the Gate of the Gods was also completed in the first time. The two of them rushed into the Gate of the Gods between the stones, fire, and lightning, and the Gate of the Gods also collapsed in an instant.

The frightened two looked around, and when Brian saw the idol of Xingyue, he smiled and patted Oleer's shoulder, "Look, that's the statue of the young master." Oleel looked at the idol, and the dissatisfaction with Xingyue in his heart had faded a lot after seeing the idol of Xingyue, at least he was doing things for a god.

In the tent of the war dead, the two told the war dead what they saw and speculated. Judging from the information obtained by Oriel and Brian, there are at least 250,000 Majin warriors, while the Allied warriors are only 150,000. And this time the demon army must be prepared, how should I deal with it? After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a way, and the war had to trouble Xingyue. But he couldn't find Xingyue.

So he could only run to the statue of Xingyue in the statue square, looked at the statue reverently, and told the difficulties he encountered one by one, but after talking for a long time, the statue was still a statue, and there was no movement. The war dead could only shake his head helplessly, but he didn't know if the God of War heard it.