This was the first time Qingluan had seen God.

I just didn't expect it to be in such a way.

It turned out that she had come so far.

"I'm sorry to meet you in such a gesture, Madame." Fifth, no, it should be the lacquer descendant who lowered his head and whispered, his tall and burly body faintly exuding a shuddering sense of oppression.

The slender dark red eyes added a bit of bewitchment to the fifth's originally handsome face.

Qingluan looked sideways slightly.

A proud doppelganger of the demon god bowed his head to her in submission.

Qingluan knew very well that they would do it, not because of her but because of the people behind her.

"There will always be a day when we actually meet." Qingluan smiled, meaning something.

The silver vertical pupils, which are also slightly bewitching, lined her fair face, seem to have an illusion of detachment from human beings.

Qi Yi raised his head slightly, and then looked at this "hostess" seriously, she looked very young, but she already had the power of a demigod, but..."Madam, you haven't condensed your godhead yet?" ”

Godhead?

What is it?

Qingluan, who heard this word for the first time, was a little surprised, "Godhead? ”

"Lacquer, what are you kidding, Madam has just stepped into the projection level." Having said that, Yu Guang unconsciously glanced at Qingluan's position, wouldn't he? Has she stepped into the realm of "gods"?

"Really?"

"What is Godhead?" Qingluan asked.

"That's the first step to becoming a god." Shumi turned around and replied with a smile.

Qingluan subconsciously looked at her, did not close her eyes, and a dense number of values clearly appeared.

Shumi, one of the thirty-six demon gods.

The sixth doppelganger.

Like the lacquer descendant, there is a large string of words that Qingluan can't understand, but unlike the lacquer descendant, behind the lacquer descendant, there is a huge shadow faintly appearing, but no matter how she opens her eyes, she can't see the appearance of the shadow clearly.

Xumi, who was stared at by Qingluan like this, suddenly shuddered, her eyes subconsciously turned red, and she was pressed down in an instant, "Madam... Your eyes? "This feeling...

It was as if she was standing naked in front of her.

"Nothing."

Qingluan said, blinking slightly, and the cracked slit slowly closed.

Soon there was a tingling sensation.

It seems that he still can't fully control his eyes.

"Don't talk about that, what about sleep?" Qingluan suddenly remembered that there was another person.

"That's right!" Only then did she think of the person they had left out, her delicate eyebrows suddenly became charming, and she smiled, and there was a tinkling sound on her dress, "It seems that she has escaped from her domain." ”

"Oh? Her field? Qingluan glanced at her.

I remembered the strange scene that was unfolded in the middle of nowhere, and Mei used that strange book to unfold.

"It's a tough area." Shumi said, as if she was thinking about it, "I should have dealt with her first." ”

"There will be this opportunity."

Qingluan said, subconsciously looking at the dark blue ocean above his head, "Let's go." ”

"Yes~"

Shumi and Lacquer followed Qingluan and walked deeper ahead.

In the empty area, the air writhed a few times.

A strange view of the garden emerges, and the little boy holds a delicate teacup, and the clown's mask sits opposite, looking as if he is enjoying afternoon tea, "Those monsters, what are they doing, they actually claim to be the master of a human being." ”

Hearing the little boy's words, the clown instantly revealed a crying mask, "Fallen." ”